In the reborn era, the lucky bag is enjoying the show in the factory area.

It was like a dream come true; whatever they wanted to hear came to pass. Before they could even ask him to shut up or threaten him with the issue of retirement, he brought it up himself, even asking them not to tell anyone.

Luo Yu felt embarrassed. They were the ones who needed his help, but he had asked for it first. It wouldn't be appropriate to talk to him in a threatening tone now. It would be better to be more friendly.

Luo Yu coughed and looked at Yang Wei with a smile.

This person is such a kind person! She must treat him with utmost respect.

"Comrade Yang, look, it's getting late, and you just got off work. You probably haven't eaten yet, right? Perfect, we haven't eaten either. How about we find a place to eat first, and we can talk while we eat?"

Good person, I want to hear a story, don't go!

As soon as Luo Yu finished speaking, Yang Wei looked at Miao Xiaohua again, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Luo Yu narrowed her eyes as she looked at Yang Wei.

Sure enough, this person has a story, and it must be related to Miao Xiaohua. She must have guessed right.

"Okay, state-run restaurants must be closed now. I rented a place nearby, let's go there."

Everyone was taken aback, and then looked at Luo Yu.

It seems you didn't guess everything correctly either.

Luo Yu wasn't embarrassed at all and continued to look at Yang Wei with a smile.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed. Besides, she wants to hear the story, so embarrassment can be put aside.

The women were no ordinary people; they had spent half their lives working with women and were quite perceptive. They quickly asked Yang Wei to lead the way.

Yang Wei led the way, followed closely by several middle-aged women, with Luo Yu bringing up the rear. Xi Beizhan quickly walked over to Luo Yu and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

Luo Yu shook her head. "I want to hear a story."

Xi Beizhan glanced at Luo Yu helplessly, "Okay."

What can a husband do if his wife wants to gossip? Of course, he should fully cooperate, not cause trouble for her, and satisfy all her needs.

Yang Wei's other rented house was not far from Meng Jiao's house. After walking for five or six minutes, the group arrived at a small courtyard. Yang Wei took out his key and opened the door. He said to the women apologetically, "Sometimes Lü Dali goes there at night. I stay here after my night shift. Lü Dali knows that I rented a house outside, but he doesn't know where it is."

The older women didn't say anything, they just nodded and looked around the small courtyard.

The courtyard is no different from the ordinary residences where miners live in Fuyang City now. There are three main rooms, and the courtyard has a dirt road with no gatehouse.

As everyone entered the house, Yang Wei led them into the west room.

When the group of middle-aged women went inside, they found that the room was not cluttered, but the items were neatly arranged, and the boxes and cabinets were spotless. It was clear that Yang Wei was very clean and spent a lot of time cleaning.

"I still have some flour at home. What would you like to eat? I'll cook."

Yang Wei rolled up his sleeves, wanting to cook himself, but several middle-aged women quickly stopped him.

"We've got you covered, you don't need to do anything. The food will be ready in no time. Don't worry, we won't eat for free, we'll pay you back with the money and tickets."

Yang Wei was about to say no, but the older women stopped him again.

“We women’s federation members don’t take a single needle or thread from the masses. If you want to eat, you have to pay money and give us a ticket. Otherwise, we won’t eat. We can eat when we get back after we’ve finished dealing with this matter.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Wei quickly replied, "Okay, you guys decide. I'll help you out; that way it'll be faster."

With several older women present, Luo Yu didn't need to lift a finger. Luo Yu admitted that her cooking wasn't as good as the older women's, so she obediently stayed put and stood at the doorway of the outer room with Xi Beizhan, watching the older women and Yang Wei busy themselves.

With the five of them working together, the noodles made from wheat flour were ready in no time. Aunt Zhao made an egg and chili sauce, and then sprinkled some sesame oil on top. It smelled amazing.

The noodles were served, and everyone, feeling hungry, began to eat heartily.

After finishing their meal, Luo Yu couldn't wait to tell Yang Wei everything.

"We have no other choice but to do this for the sake of our child. We can't really send Lü Dali to eat flower rice. If he dies, so be it, but what will happen to the child?"

Comrade Miao has six children. The eldest is nineteen this year and will be able to find a partner in another year. The youngest is only in elementary school. All six children cost money.

There's also Lü Dali and Meng Jiao's child. The adults' mistakes have nothing to do with the child. The child is innocent. Without Lü Dali and Meng Jiao, that child can only go to an orphanage.

So, Comrade Yang, I know it's unfair to you to just resolve this like this, but for the sake of the child, do you think you could take a step back?

Also, please feel free to tell us any requests you may have, such as divorce? Or adopting a child?

The preceding part was just a prelude; what Luo Yu really wanted to say came later.

Luo Yu also glanced at Miao Xiaohua.

At the same time, Yang Wei also looked at Miao Xiaohua.

Miao Xiaohua felt that Yang Wei's gaze was somewhat different, giving her a familiar feeling.

Seeing that Miao Xiaohua didn't speak and didn't even look at him, Yang Wei sighed helplessly.

"Comrade Miao, haven't you remembered me yet?"

Ignoring Luo Yu's words, he asked about Miao Xiaohua instead, clearly getting impatient with her indifference.

Luo Yu wasn't angry; instead, her eyes lit up.

There is a play!

Several middle-aged women also moved to different positions, finding the most comfortable posture to enjoy the melon.

Miao Xiaohua looked at Yang Wei with a puzzled expression. This time it took a long time, but Miao Xiaohua still shook her head, indicating that she had never seen Yang Wei before.

Yang Wei sighed in disappointment, took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed some to Xi Beizhan and the other two.

Xi Beizhan also found a comfortable position to lean back. Before smoking, he glanced at Luo Yu, and seeing that Luo Yu ignored him at all, he lit his cigarette with peace of mind.

"You don't remember me, but I'll always remember you, Sister Xiaohua."

Luo Yu's eyes widened.

Goodness, it's not just a crush, it's a relationship between an older woman and a younger man?

“Back then, my mother and I were fleeing when we passed through your village. My mother was so hungry that she fainted by the roadside. It was your mother and you who poured us water and gave my mother half a cornbread. If it weren’t for that cornbread, we would have died long ago. You saved my mother and me.”

Through Yang Wei's narration, Miao Xiaohua was lost in her memories.

"It seems like that happened. I was only seven or eight years old at the time. That winter, a woman with a child fainted outside my house. I saw her go inside and call for my mother."

But I remember that after the mother and daughter ate the cornbread, they didn't leave. They stayed in the village and lived in that dilapidated thatched hut at the entrance of the village. It was only because the village chief was kind-hearted that he mobilized the villagers to help them, which saved the mother and daughter from starving and freezing to death.

"But didn't you and your daughter leave after spring? How did you recognize me after all these years?"

Luo Yu kept staring at Miao Xiaohua while she was speaking, and now she looked at Yang Wei.

"I will always remember what my mother said: that I must repay the village if I have the ability. It was the villagers who saved my mother and me."

After leaving that year, my mother and I settled down in the city. My mother remarried, but she didn't meet a good man. That man beat her every day, and a few years later, he beat her to death.