Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

Director Wang waved his hand and said impatiently, "Alright! Go away! Come to work tomorrow!"

Qin Huairu was delighted after hearing this, but she pretended to be very embarrassed and said hesitantly: "Director Wang... I was just released from prison and I don't have a penny on me. And my mother-in-law is still in prison. Can you give me an advance on my salary?"

Director Wang frowned, looked at Qin Huairu, then shook his head, took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to her, saying in a cold tone: "Okay, then I'll advance you ten yuan first, and then deduct it from your salary when it's time to pay."

Qin Huairu was obviously not very satisfied with the result, but she didn't dare to say anything more. She could only silently take the ten yuan and turn away.

Director Wang looked at Qin Huairu's departing back, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "With your character, you still want to work in the factory? Don't you see who you are?"

After Qin Huairu left the office, she immediately went to buy some food and vegetables, and then hurried home. The children at home were starving, especially Banggeng, Xiaodang and Huaihua. When they saw Qin Huairu coming back, their eyes lit up.

Qin Huairu didn't have time to rest and hurried to light a fire to cook. As time was tight, she chose the simplest and quickest method - cooking a pot of rice porridge.

Soon, the corn porridge was cooked, emitting a rich aroma. When Banggeng saw the corn porridge, his face instantly became extremely ugly. He pouted and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Why is it corn porridge? I don't want to eat it!"

(Da Zha porridge is made by crushing and cooking coarse grains such as corn and sorghum. It is the food that poor people use to cook.)

Qin Huairu immediately flew into a rage when she heard this: "It's up to you to eat or not! How can we afford to give you good food at home? It's good enough to have this!"

Bang Geng said angrily, "Why does Zhang Jianjun eat so well? Not only fish, shrimp, crab, but also chicken and duck? Why do we have to eat barley porridge?"

Qin Huairu smiled when she heard this: "Then go find Zhang Jianjun and see if he will give you anything to eat?"

Bang Geng stiffened his neck when he heard this and said in dissatisfaction: "Just go, who's afraid of who? The worst that can happen is that I'll get beaten up!"

Seeing this, Qin Huairu curled her lips and said sarcastically, "Go ahead! Why haven't you moved for so long? Are you afraid?"

Banggeng was a little bastard to begin with, and after being provoked by Qin Huairu's words, he immediately became angry and got up and left home.

At this time, Zhang Jianjun and his companions had finished their meal. They were sitting at the table bragging and chatting, when suddenly Banggeng pushed open the door and walked in with a swagger.

"Zhang Jianjun, why can you eat delicious food every day while I have to drink corn porridge? This is not fair at all!" Banggeng said unconvinced.

"This is a good question. Why do you think this is the case?" With nothing to do, Zhang Jianjun decided to make some jokes.

"Well... I don't know, anyway, I want to eat meat!" Banggeng thought for a long time, but still didn't understand the problem, so he pouted and spoke in dissatisfaction.

"That's because my parents are rich. Ask your uncle Shazhu and uncle Nanyi if their parents gave them a lot of money. The reason why you eat corn porridge every day is because Qin Huairu is incompetent!" Zhang Jianjun replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Banggeng turned his gaze to Shazhu and Nanyi.

"Yes! My father gave me the two houses in the family and sent me ten yuan every month for living expenses." Sha Zhu said seriously.

"My parents also left me a lot of heirlooms! Enough for me to have never had to worry about food and drink for the rest of my life." Nan Yi also spoke up in agreement.

"So! Do you understand now why you drink barley porridge every day?" Zhang Jianjun said, spreading his hands helplessly.

Banggeng nodded, not quite understanding. Then he saw the leftovers on the table and drooled, saying, "I understand, Uncle Zhang Jianjun. Can I have these leftovers?"

Zhang Jianjun smiled and said, "Of course! Go home and get the big bowl."

Banggeng asked in disbelief, "Really, Uncle Jianjun? Are you really willing to give me the food?"

Zhang Jianjun said nothing, just smiled and nodded.

Bang Geng was so happy when he saw this that he immediately turned around and ran back home.

Qin Jingru was a little confused and asked hurriedly: "Brother Jianjun, why are you doing this? Aren't Qin Huairu's family ungrateful? Why are you still helping them?"

Zhang Jianjun said seriously, "Have you ever heard of killing someone and destroying their heart? Qin Huairu cares most about her son Banggeng right now. What if Banggeng only listens to me in the future?"

Yin Xinyue suddenly realized and said, "I see! You are trying to sow discord and corrupt their mother-son relationship!"

Zhang Jianjun smiled and nodded: "That's right! A child like Banggeng doesn't have his own subjective consciousness, so of course he will believe whatever others say!"