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Chapter 323 Disliking Fang Qing for Being Too Lazy

He didn't want Lu Jiangting to have any peace and quiet, so he wanted Fang Qing to bother him.

"Okay, thanks."

Finally, Fu Huaiyi added, "If the line is busy, just try again."

Fang Qing thanked him and then quickly ran off, seemingly in a great hurry to get to something.

Lin Yuyao asked, "Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Fu Huaiyi said, "You know that Lu Jiangting's parents have arrived."

"Ah."

"That kid Lu Jiangting left his parents in Fang Qing's care and then used the excuse of being busy with work to hide in his dormitory and not go back."

Lin Yuyao: "Aren't you already busy?"

Fu Huaiyi: "..."

"That's true, but it's not like I can't find the time to go back. I just can't stand seeing him comfortable, so I had Fang Qing go find him."

Lin Yuyao: “…”

Sly and wicked.

But he's right.

Although she disliked Fang Qing, she also disliked Lu Jiangting.

If they're going to have bad luck, they'll both be in bad luck. Why should Lu Jiangting be able to escape unscathed when Fang Qing is having bad luck?

Think beautifully.

……

Fang Qing didn't go out to sweep the streets at night in order to wait for Lu Jiangting that evening; instead, she chose to sweep before dawn.

After she finished sweeping, she lingered downstairs, trying to ask Fu Huaiyi about Lu Jiangting.

After learning about the situation from Fu Huaiyi, she rushed back to send her son to school.

Back home, without even changing his clothes, he immediately grabbed Wang Chenchen's schoolbag.

"Chenchen, hurry up, we're going to be late."

"Mom, I haven't eaten yet."

Fang Qing was taken aback. "It's already 7:30, and you haven't eaten yet?"

"No."

Fang Qing took a deep breath and looked at the old man and woman in the house.

The old man glanced at her coldly and said indifferently, "If you don't come back to cook, where are we supposed to eat? Hurry up, drop the boy off at school and come back to cook, we're starving."

Fang Qing was furious.

She got up at around 3 a.m., changed her clothes, and went out to clean.

Worried about not having enough time, they swept incredibly fast.

She was almost exhausted, and it didn't end until 7 o'clock.

Then she went to stake out Fu Huaiyi and Lin Yuyao, and only returned after inquiring about Lu Jiangting's situation from them.

After working herself to the bone for half a day, she didn't even have time to drink a sip of water before she had to take her son to school. As a result, the children didn't even get to eat, and they complained that she didn't cook.

"Don't you know how to cook it yourselves?"

The sound was very unpleasant and loud.

The old man immediately flew into a rage, slamming his fist on the table and shouting, "This is outrageous! Do you think I, a dying old man with cancer, have to serve your young daughter-in-law? Can you even eat the food I cook? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

The old man launched into a tirade of abuse against her.

Fang Qing's face was frighteningly ugly. Just as she was about to retort, Wang Chenchen tugged at her sleeve and said, "Mom, I'm going to be late. I'm not going to eat. Let's go quickly."

Seeing her son's anxious expression, she suppressed her anger, slung her schoolbag over her shoulder, and pulled her son outside.

There were steamed buns for sale outside, so I bought one for my child to take with him and eat as he walks.

She only left after seeing him off onto the school bus.

The so-called school bus was just a small van, and the few children on board were all connected to the government; each of them came from a wealthy and powerful family.

The children were amazed to see Fang Qing dressed as a cleaner.

"Wang Chenchen, is your mother a cleaner?"

Wang Chenchen didn't think too much about it and said directly, "Yes, my mother is a cleaner now."

"What does she do? Take out the trash?"

"No, he's a street sweeper."

“Sweeping the streets also means taking out the trash. Oh, so your mom sweeps the streets. My mom says sweeping the streets is so dirty, we shouldn’t play with Wang Chenchen anymore.”

Wang Chenchen's eyes were full of confusion. He didn't understand. How could his mother be so dirty?

And Mom is so dirty, why don't they play with me anymore?

Meanwhile, Fang Qing returned home, and her expression was naturally not good.

When she came back, she bought steamed buns and ate them. Did she cook rice?

Think beautifully.

She boiled a bucket of water, carried it to the toilet, washed herself quickly, changed into clean clothes, and went back to the small room partitioned off by the stairs to sleep, locking the door tightly from the inside.

Lu Cong and Wang Cuilan were waiting for her to cook.

Wang Cuilan glanced at the closed door and asked Lu Cong in a low voice.

"Old man, why is she closing the door in broad daylight?"

"I don't know, let's change our clothes."

Wang Cuilan didn't say anything more and continued to wait.

But Fang Qing didn't come out even after waiting for a while.

Wang Cuilan frowned and said, "Changing clothes shouldn't take this long, let me go check."

She has cataracts and poor eyesight, so she can only slowly grope her way through.

He found the stairs, held onto the handrail, and slowly climbed up before knocking on Fang Qing's door.

"Fang Qing, Fang Qing?"

Fang Qing was so angry that she couldn't sleep. Just then, she heard the old lady knocking on the door, which made her even angrier.

"What are you banging on? Don't disturb my sleep."

what?

go to bed?

Lu Cong immediately flew into a rage, "You're sleeping? You haven't even cooked dinner, what are you sleeping for?"

Fang Qing: "..." Cooking again?

She got up, opened the door, and looked angrily at Lu Cong across the street, saying, "I swept the streets all night, and I have to cook for you guys without sleeping? Am I not human? Don't I need to rest?"

"What do you mean, sweeping the streets all night?" Lu Cong pointed to a dilapidated clock hanging on the wall and said, "I checked the time when you left; you didn't leave until after three o'clock."

Fang Qing: "..."

"Look at the time! How many hours have I been working?"

"You usually come back before seven o'clock, why are you so late today?"

"I..." I still have to explain to them why I'm late?

She's just started working and there's not much work yet. Once she gets used to it, she'll have to work several more hours a day. Wouldn't that be even more unbearable for them?

She said angrily, "Was it wrong to have a lot of trash yesterday?"

Lu Cong got angry when he saw her sour face and said angrily, "If you know there's a lot of trash, why didn't you go earlier?"

Fang Qing broke down, "I went at 3 o'clock, isn't that early enough?"

"If you have work to do, of course you have to be there early. Back when we were in the production team, during the busy harvest season, we had to go to work before dawn every day."

At this moment, the old lady reminded her, "There will also be times when we need to repair the dam."

Lu Cong immediately said, "Yes, yes, and the year we were repairing the dam, we didn't even come back at night. When we were tired, we would lie on the ground for an hour or two, and then continue working. Even so, we didn't complain once. But you, you only work three hours a day and you still complain about being tired."

Fang Qing stumbled.

Why should I compare myself to you guys?

Before she could speak, Lu Cong continued, "You should be grateful. The job Jiang Ting found for you is one you couldn't find even with a lantern. Others work from morning till night to earn a month's salary, but you haven't even worked half a day. Tell me how easy your job is. If I didn't have this cancer, I would have rushed to take it."

These words left Fang Qing speechless; she opened her mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a sound.

Finally, Lu Cong said, "Hurry up and cook. It's so late, do you want us to starve to death?"