After being abandoned by the educated youth, I became rich in the 80s

Chapter 151 Playing House is as Easy as Playing House

Old Mrs. Lan whispered to Lan Xin secretly, and she actually meant the same thing.

"For making food, the recipe is very important. What if someone accidentally sees it, steals the recipe and secretly makes their own food to steal the business?"

But Ma Cuihua didn't have this worry, because she had a falling out with her natal family. On her husband's side, the Zhang brothers all disliked Zhang Changshan for being a fool, and were afraid of being blackmailed by him. They usually kept a distance from him, and when they saw him, they not only didn't help him, but the children even bullied this uncle who was not very smart.

Although Zhang Changshan's parents felt guilty for not taking good care of Zhang Changshan when he was a child, causing him to have a fever and damage his brain, after they married him off, they felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders. They moved directly to their eldest son's house, gave a shabby house to Zhang Changshan and Ma Cuihua, and never paid any attention to them again.

It can be said that Ma Cuihua has no one behind her. She relies entirely on her own hard work to support her family. There is no need to worry that she will be careless and steal the recipe to start a new business, because she has no money and no ability.

In addition, her child is still young and her husband is unreliable, so even if she wants to work far away, she dare not go out, for fear that something will happen at home when she is not at home.

Old Lady Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, with a shrewd look in her eyes: "Recruit Ma Cuihua to work now and help her. She will definitely be on your side and work hard for you. If anything happens to you, she will be more anxious than anyone else."

After listening to Old Lady Lan's analysis, Lan Xin nodded. According to this calculation, Ma Cuihua is indeed a good choice.

"It's about her work ability and whether her hands and feet are clean. We are in the food business, so hygiene is very important." Lan Xin was worried about this.

In Yuan Lanxin's memory, she did not have a deep impression of Ma Cuihua. After all, Yuan Lanxin and Ma Cuihua were both strong women who were busy in the fields all day long and spent the rest of their time with their children. Therefore, the two people who lived in two different directions and worked in the fields in two different directions really had little intersection.

Old Lady Lan nodded and offered some advice, "She is the head of a family all by herself. She keeps the house clean, but not tidy. You see if she can do it first. If not, we can look for someone else. There are plenty of people in the village."

"Row."

Seeing that it was almost six o'clock, neither too early nor too late, Lan Xin and Old Lady Lan strolled all the way to the vicinity of Ma Cuihua's home.

Then Old Lady Lan knocked on the door and walked into their yard while shouting. Lan Xin took the opportunity to look around.

The yard was shabby but still tidy. There was no dirt on the ground. Dried vegetables were hung under the eaves, and every corner of the yard was made into a vegetable patch where vegetables were planted.

The laughter of two children and a man's voice were heard everywhere. When I looked up, I saw two children about two or three years old running in front, and a tall and strong man with a bent back was chasing behind them.

Noticing someone had entered the house, one of the three-year-old boys saw Lan Xin stop and tilted his head with a puzzled look. The child stopped, and the man behind him caught up with him in an instant, holding the two children and shouting happily: "I caught you, I caught you!"

The little boy patted Zhang Changshan's hand with a serious face, signaling him to pause the game: "Wait a moment."

Zhang Changshan looked up and saw Lan Xin and the other two. He immediately stood up straight and stood in front of the two children. He looked flustered but still pretended to be brave and asked, "You, who are you?"

Lan Xin looked at the innocent and clear eyes that were looking at him, and finally fell on the two children: "I'm looking for Ma Cuihua, is she home?"

"Oh, are you looking for my mom?" Another little boy poked his head out from behind Zhang Changshan and shouted with his neck tilted up. "Mom, mom, someone is coming!"

Zhang Changshan also closed his eyes and shouted at the top of his voice: "Wife, wife, someone is coming."

Lan Xin: "..."

Lan Xin tried hard to hold back the deafening noises, touched her ears uncomfortably, and looked at the clothes of the three people in front of her. They were all wearing old clothes that had been worn many times. The fabric was stiff and covered with patches.

Moreover, Zhang Changshan's clothes did not fit him well and were much shorter, while the two children's clothes were much longer, so they had to be carefully folded and sewn with needle and thread.

But the three people's clothes were unexpectedly neat, it seemed that Ma Cuihua had taught them well, not only to clean up things, but also to respect labor. After all, the three of them could be said to be children at heart, playing and making noises every day, but they were not like other children in the village, rolling around on the ground and climbing trees with stains all over their bodies. The clothes of the three people in front of me were only covered with sweat stains that could not be washed off.

Before even meeting Ma Cuihua, Lan Xin had already given her a high score in her heart.

Hearing the child's call, Ma Cuihua immediately walked in from the door, shouting at the top of her voice as she walked: "What are you shouting for? Who's here?"

Lan Xin was a little confused. Is he outside?

When I turned around with Old Lady Lan, I saw a woman with short hair and a fierce look on her face. Her eyes were very sharp, and once she stared at me, it seemed that I dared not show any bad thoughts, and I immediately gave up the bad thoughts.

I have to say that this is a face that is full of a sense of security, just like a majestic lioness in the wilderness, strong and domineering, able to protect her children and prevent others from invading her territory.

Ma Cuihua was holding a large handful of bitter melon in her hand. It looked like she was picking vegetables from the vegetable garden for dinner. It looked like she picked them casually, but they were neatly arranged. It was such a large handful of vegetables. For a family of four to eat, would they still have dinner after eating this?

Seeing Lan Xin and the other person, she exclaimed, "This distinguished guest has arrived."

"Auntie, Lanxin, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Xin looked at her and said with a smile: "Sister Cuihua, have you been busy recently?"

"Not busy, not busy." Ma Cuihua didn't know what she was thinking of, and a smile immediately spread across her skinny face. She waved to Zhang Changshan to take the dishes, looked at Lan Xin and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about? Do you have work to do?"

Ma Cuihua asked cautiously.

Ma Cuihua had heard about Lan Xin making hair bands and recruiting workers in the village a long time ago. Unfortunately, she didn't have a sewing machine and her hands were too rough from farm work to touch the fabric. She was also tactful and didn't go over to do it, but she felt a little regretful.

Now when she saw Lan Xin, her eyes immediately lit up, and she quickly raised her arms to show off her biceps and said, "I can do any job, dirty or tiring. I'm also very strong, you can treat me like a man, I'm not bad at anything."

Ma Cuihua was afraid that Lan Xin would think she was rude and look down on her, so she tried desperately to recommend herself.

But before she could finish her words, Lan Xin looked at her with a smile and said, "I want her."

Ma Cuihua thought she had heard it wrong.

After all, what is a dollar a day, just washing and boiling eggs, and occasionally delivering goods, is this called work? Is this called work?

It's as easy as playing house.

Ma Cuihua thought she was dreaming.