She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"It's my grandpa, what can I do for you?"

Manshu pulled the old man back, subconsciously trying to separate him from Old Lady Wang.

Otherwise, what if the old woman just rolls on the ground and can’t get up?

"I just want to ask, your grandfather is so rich, does your family need people to work?"

"What do you think of my youngest son and my daughter-in-law?"

Perhaps it was because Manshu’s momentum was too strong, and Old Lady Wang subconsciously shrank back.

But she remembered the purpose of her visit today and mustered up her courage.

Her youngest son was her lifeblood. Seeing her older brother’s career and business flourishing in the county town, she became increasingly frustrated.

This morning, the couple was whispering at home, saying that Yan Yatou's grandfather was very rich, and if she could work in their family, the salary would definitely be good and decent.

Look, she came looking for me.

If she succeeds in this, won't her youngest son and daughter-in-law worship her like a goddess in the future?

"You think too much. We have no shortage of people to work."

Manshu wanted to roll his eyes. This old lady Wang was too shameless.

Doesn't she know what kind of people her youngest son and daughter-in-law are?

With their background, even if the Yan family did charity, they would not accept it.

"Why isn't there a shortage? Your family doesn't lack people to feed, wouldn't it be good to have two more people to work?"

"My youngest son and daughter-in-law are both hardworking people."

Old Mrs. Wang glared at Manshu with dissatisfaction. This girl must have been instigated by Wang Yi, that money-loser, and she didn't like her youngest son and daughter-in-law.

Manshu wanted to say something but was pulled back by the old man.

The old man looked at Old Lady Wang and said, "According to what you said, your youngest son and daughter-in-law are very capable. They can make money anywhere, so there is no need for them to come to my house."

"They will definitely have no shortage of work wherever they go, but I heard that you are Yan Yatou's grandfather, right? That means you are one of our villagers, right?"

"My youngest son and daughter-in-law are both honest people, so of course they are willing to help their own people with work."

"Don't worry, they won't ask you for more money. Just give them 10,000 a month!"

For Old Lady Wang, ten thousand yuan a month is already a lot.

Yan Zhentian pretended to be silent and said, "Ten thousand. Since your youngest son and daughter-in-law are so capable, where can they not earn ten thousand? I heard that if they work hard and move bricks on the construction site, they can earn at least this much a month."

He gestured.

A total of 20,000.

This is definitely fake.

However, if the couple is hardworking, it is not a problem for them to earn a little over 10,000 yuan.

"Twenty thousand?" Old Lady Wang glared. "Well, if you add a little more here, it will be twenty thousand at least."

"I mean, if they can earn that much on the construction site, why don't you let them go and earn that money on the construction site?"

During the conversation last night, Yan Zhentian heard from Chen Chuan's father that most of the hardworking men in the village were taken out by him to make money.

Therefore, there are more people building houses in the village now.

If the old lady's son was really capable, how could he not go with her?

There are only two reasons: people don't want them, or they find the work too hard and tiring and don't want to go.

"That's impossible. It's so tiring working on the construction site..." Old Mrs. Wang blurted out without noticing.

Yan Zhentian just looked at her quietly and listened to her change of words: "No, what I mean is that anyone can do the job on the construction site, and my son is not a problem."

"My son and his family mainly want to help your family."