After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

Mother Zhang's eyes lit up.

"where?"

Zhang Yumei was stunned and then said:

"A nursing home happens to be in need of a rehabilitation therapist. The salary and benefits are pretty good. I won't stop paying for the five insurances and one housing fund at the hospital. I can just pay them myself. You and my dad don't have to worry. .”

Although there was no special change on Mrs. Zhang's face, she felt relieved in her heart. The work in the nursing home was also very good.

She was also quite satisfied.

People are actually very strange.

If you work in a hospital and then suddenly say that you want to work in a nursing home as a rehabilitation therapist, you will definitely not be able to bear this.

But if you quit working in the hospital, become unemployed, and find a job in a nursing home, you will instantly feel that this job is quite good.

If you stand at different heights, your perspective and psychology of looking at things will also change.

Zhang's father's expression showed no change from beginning to end. He never interfered with his children's work matters and worked wherever he liked.

"Oh, girl, now that Dr. Du has lost his job, what's going on between the two of you..."

Zhang Yuemei glanced at her own mother.

"Mom, I lost my job because of me. Otherwise, I would have been promoted to deputy dean next year."

"Oh, what did I say? I mean, that kid is kind and kind. It's a good thing for you. People in their thirties must have a companion."

Zhang Yuemei smiled. She still didn't understand what her mother meant?

Because of talking about these things, Zhang Yuemei stayed at home until after ten o'clock. Before leaving, Zhang's mother stopped her and handed her a bank card.

"Here, this is my salary card. There are more than 100,000 yuan in it now. Take it and spend it."

"I don't want it, I have money."

"Take it, your father's retirement salary is higher than mine. It's enough for the three of us to live on. This money was originally saved for you, and I have to give it to you sooner or later. Just don't dislike your mother's low retirement salary."

As Zhang's mother said, regardless of Zhang Yuemei's objection, the two of them tore it apart and stuffed the salary card into their daughter's bag.

Zhang Yuemei wiped her eyes when she went out.

A nursing home is a nursing home, stay as far away as possible, and serve people as you please. At least it's a serious job.

After returning, Zhang Yuemei told Du Shi about this matter. When Du Shi heard that the recruitment information said that two people were needed, he was a little happy, and the two of them rushed over together the next morning.

In the morning, it snowed again near Dawang Mountain. The snow was not heavy and there was a thin layer on the road.

Now Lin Tieqiang is no longer the Lin Tieqiang before. Ever since Du Qilan threw Ouyang Nai here, Sheng Ze and Xu Hui, who also stayed behind, have become his subordinates.

On a snowy day, two people who were supposed to clear the snow hid in the yard.

Sheng Ze and Xu Hui were sweeping snow in the garden wearing floral cotton-padded jackets made by Mrs. Wei. Lin Tieqiang euphemistically called it to strengthen his body.

Lin Tieqiang took the Tashan handed over from Zhang Zhiyuan, lit it and took a sip.

"Old Zhang, I heard from Wenlan that your family's famine has not been over yet? Why are you still smoking the cheapest cigarettes?"

Zhang Zhiyuan also lit the cigarette in his hand.

"What can I do? The salary card is all in the hands of the old woman. Sister Wei gives me her monthly salary, so I have to call her quickly."

"You are worthless. You are really worthless. You can't even be a family for a grown man."

Lin Tieqiang's face was filled with contempt.

Zhang Zhiyuan said helplessly:

"Then what can I do? I want to pay more for living expenses, but people use Xiao Rui as an excuse, saying that after pregnancy, nutrition must be balanced in all aspects, and there are too many places to spend money..."

For the sake of his daughter-in-law and his unborn grandson, he had no problem with letting Zhang Zhiyuan drain the leaves from the tree.

After hearing this, Lin Tieqiang stopped saying that he had no future.

Upon hearing that it was for his niece, Lin Tieqiang instantly changed his words.

"Indeed, why don't you, Lao Zhang, stop smoking Tashan and go to the garden to see if there are any dried eggplant leaves? Roll them up and they will taste the same."

Zhang Zhiyuan:......

"Why are you two sweeping the yard?"

After Mrs. Wei came out, she saw two people cleaning the yard, Sheng Ze, and asked in surprise:

"Aunt Wei, my eldest brother asked us to sweep it!"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wei raised her eyes and glanced at Lin Tieqiang and the other two.

"You two, hurry up and sweep together. You can finish the sweep quickly. There will be applicants coming soon."

Lin Tieqiang didn't talk back, he got up and started sweeping with a broom with Zhang Zhiyuan.

Mrs. Wei took one look, entered the room and asked:

"Guoguo, what do you think of the two people who came today?"

Guoguo put down the phone in her hand and said excitedly:

"Sister Wei, looking at the introductions on their resumes, these two people have excellent conditions. They have been working in hospitals before."

Mrs. Wei nodded.

"The hospital is really nice. It should be very professional."

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Zhang Yuemei and the two drove there, and the snow in the yard had been swept clean.

The two people got out of the car and breathed a sigh of relief at first.

For no other reason, this place was too difficult to find. The two of them found the area near Dawang Village according to the address on the navigation system, and then started asking around. Fortunately, Mrs. Wei was considered a celebrity from far and near.

Zhang Yuemei tidied her clothes and began to look at the place.

The yard is very large, and the three-story antique building inside is very beautiful. The row of houses at the back should be the location of the nursing home.

She glanced at Du Shi, with some disappointment in her eyes. It was worse than the nursing home she had imagined. There were only two buildings, one of which was obviously a private residence. This place was more than twice the size of the county nursing home.

Du Shi understood the meaning in Zhang Yuemei's eyes and patted her shoulder gently.

"You're here, let's go in and take a look. This old lady Wei is quite famous in our county. She is a great philanthropist."

Hearing Du Shi's words, Zhang Yuemei was surprised.

"Mrs. Wei? Do you know someone from this nursing home?"

Du Shi smiled.

"I know her, but she may not know me. Mrs. Wei is the director of this nursing home. It's said to be a nursing home, but it's actually more like a charity organization. Mrs. Wei has done a lot of good things. She donated money to the disaster area last year. I heard that Donated tens of millions!”

Zhang Yuemei didn't know anything about this matter, and instantly looked at Du Shi with admiration.

"Are you too well-informed? I haven't heard anything about this."

Then Zhang Yuemei looked at the courtyard wall in front of her and said in surprise again:

"How can a nursing home in such a village donate so much money? Even nursing homes in the county don't have that kind of liquidity, right?"

Du Shi said again:

"It's not the money from the nursing home. I heard it was a private donation from Mrs. Wei."