Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Rong Yan arrived at the institution half an hour later.

She stood at the door and glanced around.

I didn't expect Lao Deng to be so efficient. The classroom that was empty the previous two days was completely different today.

The ping pong table is in place, the booth is decorated, and there are paintings on the wall.

"Mom, uncle." She shouted.

The two people who were chatting inside quickly turned around when they heard the sound.

"Rong Yan." Han Yue walked over to greet her daughter-in-law.

She had to introduce the area she had arranged.

"Mom, you must have decorated such a tasteful area." Before her mother-in-law could speak, Rong Yan had already slapped a rainbow fart.

"Yes." Han Yue was not modest.

"However, the work here is really good." Rong Yan looked at each medal carefully, "Uncle Deng, you are so awesome."

"It's really amazing." Rong Yan praised from the bottom of her heart.

"I'll show you around. There's an office in the back." Han Yue held his daughter-in-law's hand.

"Office?" Rong Yan looked around. She had a clear view of the entire classroom. She had been there before, and it seemed that there was no separate room.

Han Yue pulled the folding screen away from the wall and quickly circled a small area: "This is where I will help Lao Deng with his accounting from now on. Help, I don't get paid, remember."

Han Yue emphasized.

"Hey, don't have a cave." Rong Yan gave a thumbs up, "Mom, do you want me to let Xiaotong give you some training? Otherwise, will you know how to keep accounts? It won't be a disservice to me to help."

"How can you discredit me? I'm not illiterate. I can't remember a few numbers, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division." Han Yue lowered her voice and said, "I'll ask you again if I really don't understand. I've already patted my chest and told Lao Deng I told you, keep it on me, don’t slap me in the face.”

"I understand." Rong Yan couldn't help laughing.

After a while, there was another news in the group.

Fu Jingsheng finally replied.

[Just finished my work and am getting ready to get off work. Are you guys coming with me? @wife@mom]

[Together, training institution] Rong Yan replied.

[Son, come here quickly, let’s have dinner together tonight, please] Han Yue followed back [bring your Uncle Deng with you]

Fu Jingsheng...

Going all the way to treat someone?

But his mother took the initiative and suggested that we just have a meal. We can't be fussy. He replied, "Okay, what do you want to eat?" Just tell me the name of the hotel. I'll go over and meet you]

[My son is really generous] Han Yue added a great expression.

"Old Deng, Fu Jingsheng's treat, what do you want to eat?" She then asked Lao Deng.

"Ask Rong Yan, I won't pick." Lao Deng was embarrassed to make the request.

"I can do either, Mom, you decide." Finally, the matter of choosing a hotel turned to Han Yue.

"Either Xue Ji downstairs, ask Jing Sheng to assemble the organization, and I'll tell him. I want him to take a look at the fruits of our labor." Han Yue's implication was that he wanted his son to praise himself.

"Okay." Rong Yan nodded.

Fu Jingsheng received the agency's positioning.

The restaurant was not busy on weekdays. When Han Yue called, the waiter said that there would be a table at any time.

While waiting for Fu Jingsheng, several people discussed whether they needed to add anything.

Han Yue once again proposed to bring a rice cooker, but Rong Yan rejected it: "That's not possible. You have to walk around when playing table tennis. What if the rice cooker is on and the child is scalded? Down below. There are so many restaurants, it would be nice to have them delivered when they are busy, and it doesn’t take much time to make a phone call.”

"Rong Yan is still thoughtful." Han Yue was persuaded by her daughter-in-law.

"Are we considered old people starting a business?" Lao Deng couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"Ahem, uncle, what should I say? Elderly people, who are they? Are there any elderly people here? If I hadn't called Ms. Han mother, for fear of confusing the seniority, I would have to call you big brother." Rong Yan knows how to coax people.

As soon as the words came out, Han Yue was very happy: "Yes, I am also young."

"Mom, if you weren't my mother-in-law, I would call you sister." Rong Yan leaned on her mother-in-law's shoulder, "When you two go out, no one will dare to say that you are over forty."

Old Deng was embarrassed by the praise. He nodded slightly: "Han Yue, your daughter-in-law has a high emotional intelligence. No wonder so many people like her."

"I'm telling the truth." Rong Yan added with a firm look.

"Old Deng, don't say we are old people next time." Han Yue glanced at Old Deng.

"Okay, you're both young. You two chat while I send the garbage down."

After Lao Deng left.

Rong Yan dragged her mother-in-law inside and whispered, "Mom, tell the truth, are you helping or going to work?"

"Let me explain first, what is help? Help means coming occasionally, or Uncle Deng coming to help when he needs it. Work has to come every day, and there are fixed working hours."

"I come here every day. In addition to finance, I also do student registration and class registration, but I don't want a salary." Han Yue said.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a salary or not. If it's a job, it's different. Do you understand? To use an analogy, you don't need to do everything to help, but if you work, you must look like you are working. Mom, you have never worked. "However, I'm worried that if we don't do it well, you and Uncle Deng will have conflicts. You see, Fu Jingsheng and I don't want to be in the same company. It's not easy to run a mom-and-pop shop," Rong Yan reminded.

"It's a mom-and-pop shop. I haven't written about my horoscope yet. I just want to experience it because I have never worked before. Old Deng said that it is very simple to write down in the notebook." Han Yue didn't know what Rong Yan had to worry about.

She was embarrassed to say that she worked not because she was afraid that she would not do well and Lao Deng would blame her, but because she was afraid that her son would say that at such an old age, she actually went to work for an old man, and that she was not living a happy life just waiting to die. ?

"No matter how simple things are, can you persist in doing them every day? Besides, I feel that although the things are simple, there are many, which sounds quite trivial."

"Let's try it. If it doesn't work, let Lao Deng hire someone. Don't worry Rong Yan, I will definitely not quarrel with him because of this matter. Lao Deng has not even said a harsh word to me until today." Han Yue believed that Lao Deng Deng would not lose his temper with himself.

"That's fine, but if, I say, if you're not happy, you should always bring it up." Rong Yan was afraid that her mother-in-law would compromise.

"I know, am I the kind of person who has to compromise? By the way, don't tell Jing Sheng that I come here every day, just say that I'm here to help."

"Okay." Rong Yan responded.

At seven o'clock, after Fu Jingsheng parked the car, he went to the institution to take a look.

Han Yue showed off his achievements again. Fu Jingsheng was much calmer than Rong Yan. He didn't even say a word of praise, he just said: "It's okay."

"It's okay?" Han Yue rolled her eyes at her son, "We all think this is the most distinctive area in the institution. Rong Yan has been praising it for a long time. You have different aesthetics from us, right?"

After hearing his wife's praise for a long time, Fu Jingsheng changed his mind and said, "It's really good. It's very beautiful."

'Fake. "The circles in Han Yue's eyes are about to bulge out of the sky.