The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Shen Wenjiao's intention of bringing the child here was almost a slap in the face to Ms. Feng Ya.

"Jiaojiao, can't you learn by yourself? Little Mooncake and Little Nut are only so young, but they still need their mother." Ms. Feng Ya glanced at Jian Xingzhi, the son-in-law who was always very satisfied with her, and was ready to save some face for her daughter, not saying that her daughter was not making progress and was lazy. Just by looking at the small bundle that was packed, you can tell that Shen Wenjiao is determined to leave the child at her mother's home to be taken care of, and is not afraid of her son-in-law's objection.

However, in her opinion, it was a bit too much for Shen Wenjiao, who had already taken care of two children for three months, to have never done housework. Now was a new era, and it was no longer fashionable to be like the local landlords and hire servants and nannies to serve people as in the past.

Haven’t you seen that now Feng Ma is no longer openly a maid in her family, but has become a sworn sister to Ms. Feng Ya!

"I know, I know, Mom. You're always so nagging. I just want you to make fewer trips! Mom, we live on the fifth floor. It must be painful for you to walk up and down the stairs!"

Shen Wenjiao was not a cold-blooded, heartless person. Her mother had gone back and forth so many times since she became pregnant. She saw how hard it was for her to go up and down the stairs, and it hurt her heart. But if she advised her mother to go less frequently, she wouldn't listen. So, she might as well bring the child with her.

"It's just right that Brother Jian can drop us off when he goes to work and pick us up when he gets off work. This way you don't have to run back and forth. How great is that."

Shen Wenjiao is not unsympathetic to her child, but it's already three months old, so what's wrong with taking the baby out for a spin? She believes that the baby she gave birth to will not be so delicate~

"Hehe, this is a good opportunity for me to have more time to write a new novel! Editor Chen has come to my house, and I'm worried that he'll just stay outside my house if I don't start writing. Oh, and hasn't Agent Qi come to my house several times with stuff in his hands?"

Sure enough, the founding of the People's Republic of China did not affect the lives of workers at all. They had to go to work as usual, and they still had to work hard to make money. Well, it's not that there is no impact at all, but at least now their lives are stable and they don't have that sense of crisis.

"Okay, okay, okay, mother can't convince you with your mouth. Xingzhi, Jiaojiao is a child like that, you have to be more tolerant!" Ms. Feng Ya looked at her son-in-law embarrassedly. It was obvious that her daughter's upbringing was not the type to be a good wife and mother, so her son-in-law didn't mind.

Jian Xingzhi just heard Shen Wenjiao's question about the party membership card in her mother's hand, but the other party kept talking about this and that, obviously not wanting to say anything in front of him.

Jian Xingzhi was very considerate in this regard, and immediately agreed with his mother-in-law, "It's okay, I already know what Jiaojiao is like. You guys take care of that, I'm going to work first~"

"Well, Brother Jian, I'll bring you lunch at noon. Hehe, I just saw Aunt Feng go to the kitchen to get some beef. It looks really fresh."

Shen Wenjiao and Jian Xingzhi, who had to work hard and on time, waved their hands heartlessly.

After hearing her words, Ms. Feng Ya and Feng's mother felt a little embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything more. This girl was raised in vain. She was always thinking about her son-in-law.

Jian Xingzhi looked at Shen Wenjiao, who was carefree and relaxed, with amusement, and said goodbye to his mother-in-law who was disappointed with him and left. Well, when he comes back tonight, he will probably have to listen to his wife's nagging. When she says that his wife is a novelist, a matter that seems ordinary to him becomes full of ups and downs and exciting when she tells it.

At that time, there was no widespread radio, and even less television. It was impossible to watch movies every day, and the main entertainment for middle-class families was reading various novels. Of course, if you had money and time, you could go to a dance hall to listen to music and dance, or drink tea in a teahouse and listen to opera reviews.

That depends on each family's economic level and free time. Anyway, Jian Xingzhi is a relatively busy man, and his daily entertainment methods include reading books, newspapers, and novels.

"Hey, Mom. Brother Jian is gone, you can finally tell me about it~" Shen Wenjiao pulled Ms. Feng Ya's arm and said coquettishly like a little girl.

"You are so old. It's not a new thing. It can be regarded as a coincidence!" Ms. Feng Ya's eyes were a little far-reaching. It seemed that she did not expect that someone like her would make such a choice under that situation, and persisted in it and slowly developed.

Aunt Feng also sat over and sighed. She held the mooncake with red eyes and choked up a little, "Miss, it was me who almost got Madam into trouble."

Ms. Feng Ya smiled abruptly, "Qingye, look at what you said. We are of this age, and have lived together for most of our lives. Who can be closer than us? I have never thought about it. In fact, if your daughter hadn't given us an opportunity, we wouldn't have the awareness to do this, and we wouldn't have this."

Ms. Feng Ya pointed at the party membership card on the table, her tone somewhat proud and complacent. How could she not be proud? She was a woman with bound feet who was despised by her husband and treated as a blood bag by her family. Now she lives such a life. God knows what she has been going through in her heart for so many years.

Shen Wenjiao looked at Feng Ma with a little surprise. There was actually a matter about Feng Ma's daughter. Could it be that Feng Ma found her daughter? Then why didn't she introduce her to her?

With Mrs. Feng's slightly apologetic narration and Ms. Feng Ya's occasional supplements, Shen Wenjiao finally understood the whole story.

Speaking of it, it does feel a bit like fate playing tricks on me.

Feng Ma gave birth to all daughters, and her husband's family sold them off. In a situation where even adult girls might not have a chance to survive, Feng Ma had already given up hope. But even if she gave up hope, she still remembered clearly the marks on her daughter, after all, she was her biological mother who had carried her for ten months and raised her.

In short, to put it simply, Feng Ma and Ms. Feng Ya took advantage of Shen Wenjiao's fame in the Shanghai literary world and opened a not-so-small pastry shop, which was a business that could help them pass the time, and the two of them worked quite actively and attentively.

After that, Shen Wenjiao officially started to socialize under the name of Mr. Qingfeng. Some people who couldn't invite her or had other ideas gradually gathered in Feng's small bakery. Especially later, Shen Wenjiao began to write a lot of flattering film reviews for some famous female stars. She also took care of the bakery's business.

If the taste is similar, why not take care of the acquaintances! Especially Ms. Feng Ya, in terms of dealing with people and the ways of the world, I don’t know how much better than the silly Shen Wenjiao, and slowly she has her own reliable social network.