After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

Mrs. Wei said nonchalantly:

"It's okay. The two guys outside were about to rebel just now, so I suppressed them!"

"puff"

Guoguo laughed out loud.

"Sister Wei, I think it is really not easy for Brother Qiang and Brother Zhiyuan. It seems that they are the only two working in the yard, and the rest of us are very free. Moreover, we have two big men to clean up the dormitory every day. , sweeping and mopping the floor and tidying up the toilet is indeed a bit excessive, hahaha!"

Ma Wenlan ignored this and looked at her newly made fingers.

"Guoguo, you don't have to feel bad for the two men outside. Zhang Zhiyuan hasn't even cleaned the table at home for so many years. What's wrong with letting him do some work now!"

In the village, the village chief has been extremely busy these days.

The New Year is coming soon. In the past few days, he was leading some cadres stationed in the village to start delivering New Year supplies to each household. As soon as he arrived at Widow Ma's house in the village, he received a call from Mrs. Wei.

After hanging up the phone, the village chief looked happy.

Widow Ma looked at the village chief's evil smile at her with some restraint.

"Village Chief, what are you here for?"

Ma Lian is thin and small, and her face looks a little malnourished. She is 1.5 meters tall and weighs more than 70 pounds. She wears a gray and black cotton-padded jacket with patches, and wears self-made black cotton shoes on her feet. People in their 40s look like they are in their 50s.

Although we are in a rural area, there are almost no people wearing patched clothes. There are even fewer people in the village who make their own shoes and cotton-padded clothes and trousers. Except for some older people, they feel that the things they buy are not as warm as the ones they buy. Only then can you do it.

The village chief felt a little sorry for Widow Ma. The poorest family in Dawang Village was definitely Widow Ma’s family. Last time I went to work for Mrs. Wei, the candidate was Widow Ma. Yes, but Widow Ma was not at home at the time and went out to work for others. She didn't know the news, so she didn't go to the village chief's house. The village chief didn't think about it for a moment, so he chose the house of Zhao Caifeng, the second poorest person in the village.

The village chief moved everything into the house first.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and each poor household has a barrel of soybean oil, a ten-pound bag of white flour, and a twenty-jin bag of rice.

"It's not the Chinese New Year, I'll bring you something."

Ma Lian's face suddenly showed joy, and then she took it with a smile.

"Thank you, village chief. Thank you, village chief!"

"You don't need to thank me. This is all given by the higher-ups, so I just brought it for you."

As he spoke, the village chief looked around the house and saw that there was no one else in the house, so he asked doubtfully:

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Aren't the children all on vacation? Why haven't any of them come back?"

Widow Ma had a look of relief on her face and said with a smile:

"School has been on vacation for a long time, isn't it? The children said that the vacation is long, and they stay there when they come back. They are working outside, saying that they earn their own tuition!"

The village chief was stunned and couldn't help but sigh:

"Okay, these children in your family are all good and will be successful soon. From now on, you can enjoy the blessings with them!"

As famous as Widow Ma's poverty, there are three children in her family who have all been admitted to key universities. The eldest is a senior this year and will graduate next year. The second and third are twins and will be sophomores this year.

Widow Ma managed more than 20 acres of land at home, worked odd jobs, and frugally managed to send all three of her children to college, all of which were major universities. At that time, people from the county were interviewed about this matter. .

At the mention of children, Widow Ma's face suddenly showed a smile.

"Oh, it's all thanks to the children's success. With our family's conditions, the children haven't even missed a day of extra classes. They all learned on their own!"

Speaking of this, Widow Ma looked proud.

The village chief scratched his head in embarrassment. His son spent a lot of money on tuition fees and ended up getting admitted to a third-rate university. Fortunately, he graduated now and has a pretty good job.

"By the way, village chief, do you have anything else to do?"

When Widow Ma saw the village chief dragging her to chat and not leaving, Widow Ma couldn't help but ask:

"That's right, you have nothing to do recently, right? Aunt Wei is looking for someone to do some work, mainly responsible for cleaning. The salary is 3500 or 4000 yuan a month!"

As soon as Er Maozi said the words 3500, he lowered his head and saw a hole in Widow Ma's cotton shoes, so he changed his words and said:

"Aunt Wei will give you 3500 yuan, and the village will give you a subsidy of 500 yuan a month. Can you see if you can do it?"

Widow Ma didn't hesitate at all, grabbed the village chief's arm and said directly:

"Fuck it, I'll do it!"

With 4000 yuan a month and 1300 yuan for each of her three children's monthly living expenses, she still has 100 yuan left. Coupled with the year's output from the fields, Widow Ma feels that her life is finally promising.

"Okay, okay, you widow, why are you pulling my sleeves!"

As the saying goes, there is a lot of trouble at the widow's door, so Ermaozi quickly slapped Widow Ma's hand away.

Ma Lian said with some embarrassment:

"I blame the village chief. I'm too excited. I don't know how long this job will last?"

Er Maozi thought for a while, but Aunt Wei didn't specify the time schedule.

"Working at Aunt Wei's place is long-term. As long as you don't make mistakes, work hard, and keep doing it, how can you survive until your children graduate from college!"

Ma Lian suddenly became happy, this is great!

"Village Chief, when will I go to work?"

If you go to work one day earlier, you can earn one more day's wages.

The village chief looked into the yard.

"You have an electric car, right?"

Ma Lian nodded. She had been doing odd jobs outside in the past few years. It was inconvenient to go anywhere without an electric car. No boss would like wasting time.

"That's fine. You go there early tomorrow morning. As you know, Aunt Wei's house is just a house on the mountain. It's your first time to go there early so as not to leave a bad impression on others."

This time Aunt Wei has only one request, that is, it is best to have transportation so that she does not have to provide accommodation herself.

Ma Lian nodded hurriedly.

"Village Chief, don't worry, I know, I will be there early tomorrow morning!"

Ma Lian has been working for half her life. She doesn't need to tell the village chief about this, she knows it herself.

The next morning, when Mrs. Wei got up, she saw a dark shadow outside the fence through the window.

Mrs. Wei glanced at the clock, it was 5:[-].

Mrs. Wei put on her clothes, opened the courtyard door, and saw the little old lady squatting at the door.

Yesterday on the phone, the village chief told Mrs. Wei about the candidate. Mrs. Wei admired this widow who could support three college students at the same time.

"Ma Lian'er, why did you come here so early?"

It’s 05:30 in the morning in rural areas of Northern Province, and it’s not yet dawn.

Ma Lian has not seen Mrs. Wei for more than ten years. Now that she has become her own boss, she is at a loss for the moment when facing Mrs. Wei!