Chapter 427: Cold Treatment
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When Ah Zhuang returned to the boiler room, Su Shen had already left. He dutifully handed over the clothes he had been instructed to find to Aunt Yang. However, due to his irritation, he didn’t offer her a friendly face. Tossing the clothes aside, he grumbled impatiently, “Next time, dress warmer. Don’t catch a cold and cause us trouble, understand?”
Aunt Yang was startled by his loud voice. Looking up, she met his cold gaze, causing her face to flush with embarrassment. She murmured apologetically,
“I’m sorry for the trouble. I’ll be more careful. I won’t cause any more problems for you. Thank you.”
Ah Zhuang, his face still cold, didn’t respond. He turned on his heel and left. Aunt Yang stood awkwardly in place for a while before finally picking up the clothes and putting them on. The garment was thick and provided much-needed warmth.
Aunt Yang knew that the clothes were probably provided at the boss’s instruction. Even though her job was part-time, it was highly sought after. Many people wanted the position but hadn’t been successful in securing it. She was aware that many at the pig farm were unhappy with her presence. They didn’t make things difficult for her, but they certainly didn’t go out of their way to be kind.
However, due to her connection with Mother Lin, the boss, Su Shen, showed her some consideration. He had glanced her way a few times during his recent inspection. Ah Zhuang might have been rude, but she couldn’t reject the boss’s goodwill.
She didn’t mind the cold treatment. It was nothing compared to what she had endured before. After being driven out of her home by her daughter-in-law, she had resolved to survive on her own, even if it meant starving on the streets.
She had been living a stifled life for years! In her former home, even eating a bit more than usual would earn her the label of a glutton from her daughter-in-law, who accused her of eating the family into poverty. But how could anyone survive without a full stomach?
Moreover, she did all the work at home, which naturally led to a larger appetite. It was an unavoidable fact of life. She ate no more than any other working woman, yet even this was ridiculed.
Those days were unbearable to recall. Now, she had a job and an income. What did it matter if others treated her coldly? She was content.
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