The old woman's eyes widened in surprise and she secretly smacked her tongue, how could there be such a good person in this world?

She always felt that there would be no good people who did not ask for anything in return.

"Sister, your son, the boss, is a very nice person. We don't see many people like him these days."

As she was thinking this in her heart, the old woman praised her in agreement.

Hearing what the old woman said, Yang Jing nodded happily.

Then, the old woman asked curiously: "What does your son do at her place? How much does it cost per month?"

Yang Jing replied: "That store sells grain and oil. It sells things, moves things, and sometimes delivers goods.

Xiaojun is not old, how much money can he earn?

But this way, I am already very satisfied. The boss is a nice person, he takes care of the food at noon, and I have meat to eat all day long. That is enough."

Yang Jing did not tell the money Zhou Jun earned, but she told other insignificant things.

When the old woman heard this, she was both envious and a little disdainful.

I feel that if Yang Jing doesn’t mention her salary, she definitely doesn’t earn much.

She even felt that the reason why Gao Wen helped so much was because he wanted to retain Zhou Jun as a free labor force.

Of course, she didn't show it, and said: "That's pretty good, the work is not heavy, and I still take care of the food."

She thought about the grain and oil store. She must be willing to use grain and oil for cooking. Thinking of this, she envied Zhou Jun even more.

Just when the old woman wanted to ask Zhou Jun about the specific situation in the grain and oil store, Gawain left and returned.

Zhou Jun asked in confusion: "Sister Wen, why are you back?"

"I bought you some dinner." Gawain said, handing the meal to Zhou Jun.

Zhou Jun took it blankly, "Thank you, Sister Wen."

Seeing this, Yang Jing also thanked: "Xiao Wen, look at you, you even bought us food, thank you so much."

Gawain smiled and shook his head, "Sister, please don't be polite to me. You can eat. I'm leaving."

Gawain came and went in a hurry.

Everyone in the room looked at Yang Jing and Zhou Jun mother and son with envy, and the old woman was also envious.

She came over to see what Gawain had bought.

There are porridge and meat buns, the food is average but the portion is large.

Moreover, most people are not willing to buy so many steamed buns stuffed with pure meat.

Zhou Junzheng put a portion of the porridge into a basin and handed it to Yang Jing.

Just as he was about to give her the buns, Yang Jing said, "I don't want to eat greasy food. You can eat it. I'll just drink some porridge."

Yang Jing was telling the truth this time. Gao Wen was here just now, but she was holding on to her energy, and she really had no appetite.

Zhou Jun didn't insist, thinking that she really didn't want to eat because she was feeling uncomfortable now.

The old woman's eyes rolled around, looking at the meat buns and swallowing her saliva.

"Sister, I see there are so many steamed buns that you can't finish them all. I haven't eaten the meat buns sold outside yet. Let me try one."

As she said that, the old woman put her hand into the bag and took out a bun without waiting for Yang Jing to respond.

The old woman had already taken it, how could Yang Jing refuse?

"Well, you can eat it."

Yang Jing said this, but the expression on her face faded.

Everyone else in the ward knows who the old woman is, and basically no one wants to talk to her anymore.

The old woman's husband thought she was embarrassed and said loudly: "Why don't you go buy food? I'm already hungry."

The old woman ate the meat buns with big mouthfuls, while glaring at the old man, "Why are you so anxious? Why are you hungry if you lie down all day long?"

Afraid that the old woman was still thinking about her steamed buns, the old man urged: "Stop talking nonsense and go buy food quickly."
Chapter completed!