Forced to go to the countryside, the arrogant young lady got married and became a military wife

After Shi Qingqian and Zhang Lanxiang returned home, Zhang Lanxiang's mood had calmed down a lot.

"Mom, this is the beef I bought in the city. I'll share some with my eldest and second brothers later."

Zhang Lanxiang looked at the meat that Shi Qingqian took out and said in surprise, "Oh, this meat is really good. Beef is hard to buy."

Shi Qingqian explained, "It was just a coincidence. I saw someone selling them quietly without asking for a ticket, so I bought some. But the weather was getting hotter, and I was afraid they would go bad, so I didn't buy much."

"This is more than enough," Zhang Lanxiang said, pulling Shi Qingqian. "Qianqian, I'm very happy that you're thinking about home."

"You should keep these for yourself from now on. Mom will make them for you. Big brother, second brother, you can't give this today and that tomorrow. That would be bad."

Shi Qingqian nodded. She naturally understood the principle of "a bowl of rice brings gratitude, a bag of rice brings hatred", but these things seemed nothing to her.

But if you think about it carefully, her ideas are different from theirs.

"Then I'll listen to my mother. Please keep these beef for me," said Shi Qingqian.

"Okay," Zhang Lanxiang took the beef and carefully placed it in a cool place in the kitchen. "Qianqian, whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you."

"I want to eat dumplings, so I'll make beef dumplings."

Zhang Lanxiang smiled and said, "Okay, then let's make beef dumplings."

Zhang Lanxiang started to get busy. She first poured the flour into a basin, added appropriate amount of water, and began to knead the dough.

Shi Qingqian was also helping. She took out the beef, cut a piece, and started chopping the stuffing.

Zhang Lanxiang watched Shi Qingqian's skilled movements and said with a smile, "Qianqian, your chopping skills are quite good."

Shi Qingqian smiled and said, "Mom, I used to make dumplings often, so I have some experience."

She also knows how to chop stuffing.

The two chatted while they were busy.

Zhang Lanxiang asked, "Qianqian, how was your job search going this time in the city?"

Zhang Lanxiang asked very carefully, always paying attention to Shi Qingqian's expression. After all, it is not easy to find a job in the city.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhang Lanxiang was about to say something to comfort her.

At this time, Shi Qingqian smiled and said, "Mom, I found a job as a translator."

Zhang Lanxiang paused kneading the dough, looking puzzled. Frowning, she asked, "Translation? What kind of job is that? I've never heard of it before."

Shi Qingqian patiently explained, "Mom, it means translating one language into another. For example, translating a book written by a foreigner into our language, so that people in our country can understand the book."

Zhang Lanxiang nodded, not quite understanding: "How do you understand what those foreigners say?"

"I learned it at school," Shi Qingqian said.

Zhang Lanxiang nodded and asked, "Can you make money from this job?"

Shi Qingqian hesitated for a moment and didn't say how much the fee was. She only said vaguely, "You can earn a little. If you work hard, you can probably make around four or five hundred yuan a month."

When Zhang Lanxiang heard this, her eyes widened instantly and the dough in her hand almost fell to the ground.

She said in surprise, "What? Four or five hundred yuan? Qianqian, you must be mistaken. The work points our whole family earned in the production team combined were less than a hundred yuan a month. To earn that much money, this must be a very good job."

After Zhang Lanxiang realized what was happening, she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

If her son wasn't so lucky to marry such a powerful wife who earns 500 yuan a month, the third son wouldn't have to work so hard outside in the future.

After feeling happy, Zhang Lanxiang couldn't help but feel worried.

The daughter-in-law here is so powerful, and the third son is never at home. Will the daughter-in-law dislike him and run away with someone more powerful?

Zhang Lanxiang quickly shook her head. This wouldn't work.

She had to be nicer to her daughter-in-law and try to make her reluctant to leave.

Zhang Lanxiang took the knife that Shi Qingqian was using to chop beef from her hand and said, "Qianqian, your hands are precious. You can't do such rough work. Go and have a rest. I can handle this alone. I'll call you when I'm done."

Shi Qingqian was a little amused by Zhang Lanxiang's behavior: "Mom, this is not rough work at all, just chopping stuffing, I can do it."

Zhang Lanxiang, however, refused to do so and drove Shi Qingqian out of the kitchen: "Qianqian, you are a very capable person now. You can't do these kinds of work anymore. Just take a good rest."

Shi Qingqian smiled helplessly and said, "Mom, if you are too busy, please ask me for help."

Zhang Lanxiang nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, this is nothing."

As she spoke, she started to get busy again.

……

Shi Qingqian returned home and prepared to set up a desk so that she could translate books in the future.

After some thought, I placed the desk next to the window in the room.

Shi Qingqian had just put the desk in place when she heard a knock on the door.

He walked quickly to the door, opened it and saw that it was the postman.

The postman smiled, holding several letters and remittance slips in his hands, and said, "Comrade Shi Qingqian, here are your letters and remittance slips."

"And one for your parents."

Shi Qingqian's eyes lit up and she quickly took the letter and remittance slip. The handwriting on the envelope was very familiar. It was sent back by Xu Huaian.

I sent 10 yuan of my allowance to my parents, kept 10 yuan for myself, and sent the rest back to her.

Yes, the awareness is very high.

Shi Qingqian said to the postman gratefully, "Thank you."

The postman waved his hand and said, "This is what I should do. I'll be leaving now."

After watching the postman leave, Shi Qingqian returned to the house with the letter and remittance slip.

As the sun sets, Father Xu and the others return.

Zhang Lanxiang hurriedly put the dumplings into the pot to cook.

Father Xu came to the kitchen following the aroma and was surprised to find that she was cooking dumplings, all made with flour, which was a treat not even available during the Chinese New Year.

"Old lady, did you pick up any money?"

Zhang Lanxiang glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Where are you going to pick up money? Go pick up enough money for a meal of dumplings."

Father Xu was offended by Zhang Lanxiang's words and asked, "Then why are you willing to use Fuqiang flour to make dumplings today?"

Zhang Lanxiang looked at the dumplings tumbling in the pot and said, "It's not that I'm reluctant to do this, but Qianqian bought some beef. It would be a shame not to use Fuqiang flour on such good beef."

"The third brother is back," Father Xu said with a smile on his face. "It's good that he's back, it's good that he's back."

"Zhang Lanxiang said: "Qianqian found a good job in the city this time."

Father Xu asked curiously, "What good job?"

Zhang Lanxiang glanced outside the door and saw that there was no one there, then she whispered that Shi Qingqian had found a translation job.

After hearing this, Mr. Xu's eyes were filled with surprise and he said, "Five hundred yuan a month, really?"