I pamper the little baby in 80

The third son of the Yuan family took advantage of the fact that the original owner was not at home, and wanted to steal the letter of introduction to replace the job himself, but was discovered by the original owner, and the two fought together.

The original owner was pushed down by the third child and kowtowed, and died, which made Yuan Hongjun cheaper.

After receiving the original owner's memory, Yuan Hongjun frowned and looked at the two people in front of him.

The woman's face is full of age wrinkles, the top of her head and temples are a little white, and her narrow eyes are shrewd and calculating.

The man has thick brows and narrow eyes, with a slightly sunken nose. Standing behind Yuan's mother, he is peeping at him out of the corner of his eyes. His eyes are a little guilty. It is the third child of the Yuan family, Yuan Hongkai.

It seems that Yuan's mother was a little bit protective of her old son, and wanted to let him steal things easily.

After Yuan Hongjun fused the memory of the original owner, he also fused the grievance and unwillingness in his heart.

"Mom, the third brother stole my letter of introduction, pushed me down, and almost killed me, but now you want to beat me?"

Yuan Hongjun sneered, squinted his eyes, lightly tapped the back of his hand with his fingers, and looked at Yuan's mother sternly with his black eyes.

"It's nothing but a child's joke, San'er, come and apologize to your brother!" Yuan's mother's eyes flashed, and she stretched out her hand to tug on her youngest son.

Yuan Hongkai glanced at his old mother, and said reluctantly: "Second brother, I was just kidding with you, don't take it to heart."

Yuan Hongjun looked at him with a half-smile: "That's because you admitted that you stole the letter of introduction?"

"You!" Yuan Hongkai's face turned ugly for a moment, and he looked at Yuan Hongjun unhappily.

The youngest son was squeezed out, and Yuan's mother instantly turned into an old hen protecting the son: "Your third younger brother is on a blind date, but he just wants a job. As an older brother, you can't let him go."

"Heh! The face is as big as a bucket." Yuan Hongjun didn't want to waste any more words, and he got up straight, got used to the dizziness in his head, and walked to the main room: "Why don't you ask Dad to listen."

"Hey! You're about to turn the world upside down!" Yuan's mother was so angry that she picked up the feather duster and made a gesture to hit Yuan Hongjun.

Yuan Hongjun seemed to have eyes behind him, he raised his hand to grab the feather duster, his eyes were frosty: "I advise you to stop in moderation."

He grabbed the feather duster and bent his hands vigorously, "click" the feather duster broke.

He shook off the two feather dusters casually and walked forward.

Yuan Hongjun didn't care too much about this job. In his memory, after a few years of downturn in state-owned enterprises and factories, there would be a wave of layoffs.

Many state-owned factories also had to sell factories and land, and finally disintegrated.

The iron rice bowl in people's minds in the past had no choice but to find another way of life with meager wages for layoffs.

But he will never allow anyone to step on his head.

Mother Yuan was stunned for a moment, muttering in her heart that her son, who has always been able to beat a fart with three sticks, seems to be a different person today.

Yuan Hongkai tugged at his mother's sleeve, feeling a little anxious: "Mom, the second brother is really looking for Dad. If Dad knows, will he help me?"

"Don't worry, Mom will help you." Yuan's mother regained her senses, patted her younger son's hand, and ran to the main room in a hurry.

It is said to be the main house, but it is actually only about 7 square meters.

Palm-sized iron windows with mottled red paint.

Yuan's father is tall and thin, usually very serious.

There are three gullies between the eyebrows all the year round. He is an old-fashioned patriarch who keeps his promises at home.

Hearing what Yuan Hongjun said, he took a surprise look at his son who had been silent in the past.

When his wife and third son also came in, he raised his cloudy eyes and looked at everyone.

"The position of my steel factory will be given to the boss in the future. It stands to reason that the job of the second brother is won by himself."

Father Yuan's shriveled and yellowed fingers were holding a cigarette, and he was smoking it.