Chapter 150: Candy: Guoguo Knows! Guoguo Knows!

Zhou Xing, Mo Jingchun’s uncle, downed the glass of Erguotou without even a furrow in his brow.

After drinking the Erguotou, Zhou Xing, fueled by the alcohol, meaningfully said to Mo Jingchun:

"Don’t speak too full of yourself. The higher you stand, the harder you fall if you’re not careful."

"The higher you stand, the harder you fall."

Thinking about how young people don’t like being lectured by elders, Zhou Xing added to Mo Jingchun:

"Don’t dislike your uncle for talking too much and having a foul mouth. I only say these things in front of you guys. The words might be harsh, but it’s all for your own good."

"If it were someone else, see if I’d say anything."

"Not only wouldn’t I say anything, but I’d also praise and flatter them."

Mo Jingchun and Zhou Yaling, sitting on the same side of the table, exchanged smiles. Praise and flattery, that’s probably what’s called killing with kindness.

Hahaha.

Of course, Mo Jingchun and Zhou Yaling didn’t dare to laugh out loud. If they did, they wouldn’t just get scolded; they’d definitely get a good talking-to.

"Xiaochun is already in his twenties, handling things with more prudence than you do. You should ease up a bit."

The grandpa smoking a dry pipe at the side finally couldn’t stand it anymore. As is often said, the older generation is always closer to the grandchildren.

With a comment from grandpa, Zhou Xing gave him a side glance and filled his glass again on his own.

Working all day is exhausting, and oddly, he can’t sleep at night without a bit of booze.

This body is deteriorating day by day.

At the dinner table, everyone talked about things Candy didn’t understand, but Candy didn’t mind at all.

For Candy, eating is the most important.

Candy thought to herself, you can all chat away while I’ll finish eating all the delicious food first, humph!

The aunt, who hadn’t spoken much, gave Candy a piece of fresh pork belly and asked Mo Jingchun:

"There’s nothing much to do this time, can you stay a few more days?"

Hearing her mom say this, Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes.

"Mom, why do you care how long my brother stays? I’m the one who’s cooking anyway, you don’t have to worry."

"Besides, I want to spend more time playing with Candy."

Mo Jingchun was used to his aunt’s personality. It’s not that she dislikes him and Candy, she’s just worried about wasting time making money.

"Candy and I are heading to Huo County tomorrow, and the day after is Monday again. There are still many things at the company that need handling."

Thinking about making money, Mo Jingchun looked up at his uncle and said:

"Uncle, why don’t you and Aunt, and Grandpa come with me tomorrow."

"You can help fend off the security guys, and Aunt can help in the company cafeteria."

"I can’t trust leaving Grandpa alone at home either."

"I say, let’s just all go together. The company has apartments, so there’s no need to worry about a place to stay."

"What about me? What about me?"

Zhou Yaling looked at Mo Jingchun expectantly, hoping he could take her for a summer job to earn some pocket money.

Mo Jingchun glanced at Zhou Yaling, "You?"

"If you want to go, why wouldn’t I let you?"

Zhou Xing, who was eating, and Mo Jingchun’s aunt both fell silent.

Evidently, they had thoughts about Mo Jingchun’s suggestion.

If it could be easier, who wouldn’t want to go? Plus, their bodies aren’t what they used to be; they all wanted a lighter job.

In the past, they had no expectations, but now that the nephew was doing well, some ideas were becoming lively again.

Mo Jingchun looked at his uncle and aunt, who were clearly tempted, and continued to coax:

"Uncle, aren’t you afraid I’ll stray if you don’t watch over me? In my company, you can keep an eye on me every day. Maybe you’ll even find me a girlfriend."

Zhou Xing hesitantly said, "Wouldn’t that be a hassle for you? Wouldn’t people at the company talk?"

"No, uncle, don’t worry."

"Who else to hire but family, right? Letting family earn the money."

Under the table, Mo Jingchun’s aunt nudged Zhou Xing with her foot, but on her face, she warmly smiled at Mo Jingchun, her big nephew.

The more she looked at the nephew, the more pleasing he became.

"Then let’s go."

"Ay, people get old."

After saying that, Zhou Xing didn’t say anything more, burying his head in drinking.

It was the aunt, who was eating, who couldn’t eat anymore and kept questioning Mo Jingchun.

"Xiaochun, how is the salary calculated?"

"Aunt, it goes like this: at our company, we pay current-month wages on the 15th of that month."

"For uncle, about 6,500 a month. Aunt, your work is a bit tougher, so I’ll give you 7,000 a month. How does that sound?"

"Additionally, the company will provide normal insurance and housing fund contributions for both you and uncle."

Happy beyond measure with the high salary, and especially getting 500 more per month than her own man, Mo Jingchun’s aunt was ecstatic.

Why 500 more? Mo Jingchun did it on purpose.

As long as the aunt was happy and took good care of Grandpa, the 500 was totally worth it.

"Brother, brother."

"Hmm? What’s up?" Mo Jingchun patted Candy’s head.

"Will Guoguo be playing with Grandpa every day from now on?"

"Of course."

"Yay

"That’s great, I want to patrol the building with Grandpa every day."

"Hehehe."

Mo Jingchun chuckled and said nothing; with Candy’s daily step count of twenty or thirty thousand, Grandpa might have trouble keeping up with Candy’s little legs.

Zhou Yaling nudged Mo Jingchun with her elbow and asked eagerly, "And me, what about me, what will I do?"

"You?"

Mo Jingchun looked at Zhou Yaling, teasing her.

"Why don’t you tell me what you’re good at?"

Zhou Yaling frowned, thinking hard for a long while, and truly couldn’t figure it out.

Just when Zhou Yaling couldn’t think of any skills she had, Candy raised her hand and shouted happily, "Guoguo knows, Guoguo knows."

Mo Jingchun asked in surprise, "Guoguo, you know what your sister can do?"

Neither Mo Jingchun nor Zhou Yaling herself could think of any skills Zhou Yaling had.

Candy swayed her body and said with a giggle, "Sister can cook."

"Isn’t Guoguo smart?"

The expectant look on Zhou Yaling’s face instantly vanished.

After all that, it’s just cooking.

At home, there’s no choice. Otherwise, she wouldn’t want to cook; after cooking each time, not only does she smell like oil and smoke, but her hair also gets greasy.

"I don’t want to cook."

The moment Zhou Yaling said this, she got a glare from Mo Jingchun’s aunt.

Mo Jingchun laughed heartily, then said to Zhou Yaling:

"If it doesn’t work out, just be the receptionist on the first floor of the building."

"Anyway, you’re not ugly and presentable."

"Sounds good to me!" Sitting and getting paid, that job’s enjoyable. Zhou Yaling was all for it.

Ps: Thanks to Gui Mi Riyan for the reward and support.