Chapter 380 Don’t Sell It to Him
Before she could finish her words, Li Wenhong sneered, “Zhang Wenbin, you don’t want me to help your mother wash clothes, do you? She has never done it before, so I have to stay at home all day to do this? Didn’t you hear what I just said? Do you need me to say it again?”

“That’s not what I meant,” Zhang Wenbin explained quickly, “I just think that since we’re together, it’s your responsibility to be filial to your parents. I’m not asking you to do everything, just help my mom.”

“Help? With your mother’s personality, if I don’t help, she will push everything to me. If I help, won’t she ride on my neck and shit? I’m not your ex-wife, who selflessly dedicates herself to illuminate others. I’m not that noble.”

During that time, Li Wenhong only knew that Qin Juan and Zhang Wenbin were getting divorced, but she didn’t know what the details were.

It was only after the story between Zhang Wenbin and Qin Juan spread that people knew how the Zhang family treated Qin Juan.

Although it was immoral for her to be with Zhang Wenbin, a married man, as a third party, she also looked down on the Zhang family’s behavior.

“Okay, why did you mention her?”

Zhang Wenbin frowned in dissatisfaction. The name he least wanted to hear now was Qin Juan’s name.

If it weren’t for that woman, he wouldn’t have ended up like this.

Not wanting to talk about these family matters anymore, he changed the subject and said, “When are we going to get the marriage certificate? Although we are back in Ancheng now, don’t worry, I will never treat you badly. After getting the marriage certificate, we will set up a few tables so that relatives and friends can get to know you.”

The most important thing is that he has returned to Ancheng and is divorced, and there is no telling how many of his relatives and friends will come to see him.

Setting up two tables for his wedding would also shut those people up and let them see that even if Zhang Wenbin lost his job and got divorced, he could still find another one immediately.

Li Wenhong fixed her hair nonchalantly, “Why are you in such a hurry? Aren’t we doing fine now? I don’t want others to misunderstand that you got divorced because of me.”

Zhang Wenbin was still trying to persuade her, but Li Wenhong pulled him aside and said, “Okay, okay, go to bed early. Our most important thing now is to find a job. Do you have any good news after running around all day today?”

Zhang Wenbin sighed, “It’s not easy to find a job nowadays. The economic performance of various companies is not good. It’s good enough if they don’t lay off employees. I’ll go and have a look tomorrow.”

“Don’t worry, you are so capable, it’s their loss if they don’t use you,” Li Wenhong comforted, “By the way, I don’t want to eat your mother’s cooking tomorrow. She only knows how to make pancakes every day. Why do we need to be so tight on money? Please buy me some meat buns tomorrow. I haven’t eaten meat buns for a long time. I heard that your meat buns in Ancheng are very famous. Can you buy me some? I have followed you for a long time, I can’t not even have a meal of meat buns, right?”

Zhang Wenbin had to swallow his refusal and said, “Okay, I’ll buy it for you tomorrow. You go to bed first and don’t have to wait for me.”

Zhang Wenbin didn’t have the heart to let his mother wash his dirty clothes, so he squatted beside the water pipe and washed the clothes in the moonlight.

He forgot when was the last time he washed clothes. At that time, he seemed to be not married yet. Something happened in his family and his parents had to do very tiring work every day, and he had to do it too. He would not wash clothes when they were dirty. On the one hand, he did not have time, and on the other hand, clothes would easily get torn if they were washed all the time.

Only in the summer, when the clothes are really dirty, we wash them by the river.

I didn’t expect the water to be so cold in winter. It’s so hard to wash thick clothes in winter. No wonder his mother doesn’t want to wash clothes…

…………………………

In the early morning of winter, the sky was just beginning to turn slightly white, and the breakfast shops on the street were already busy.

People are busy, hot steam is fuming the dim light bulbs, and bicycles are ringing their bells from time to time…

Interwoven into a warm picture.

Qinji Baozi Shop also opened early, and the uncles who were used to getting up early were already sitting in the shop.

Two or three buns, with a bowl of hot and sticky millet porridge, and a few pickles.

When I eat this breakfast, I feel like it’s delicious!

From time to time, they would sigh and say that the social system is good. Now they can live a good life with white flour every day, and they have to thank the leaders for their kindness.

Zhang Wenbin walked on the road with his neck hunched, observing the various people around him.

He has indeed been looking for a job these days. Zhang Wenbin thought that he had made some friends at his previous job and wanted to find a job through these channels. However, reality slapped him in the face.

Not only did those people refuse verbally, two of them even had condescending looks on their faces, which was totally different from the way they behaved when asking him to do something.

This made Zhang Wenbin deeply realize the fickleness of the world.

Some people also gave him some advice. Now that the market is open, individual businesses are springing up like mushrooms after a rain. It would be better for him to start a small business by himself, where he can have the final say and not have to worry about other people’s opinions.

But Zhang Wenbin couldn’t bring himself to do that. After all, he used to work in an office. It would be better to kill him than to ask him to go out in public and solicit business.

Furthermore, if he left the government agency, he didn’t know what else he could do.

“Uncle, this is the bun you asked for, take it.”

The friendly voice brought Zhang Wenbin back to his senses, and he saw that there was already a queue at the steamed bun shop in front of him.

A girl in her early twenties was selling buns, and she had a dimple on her face when she smiled.

Zhang Wenbin pursed his lips. He liked to enjoy such services, but it made him become one of these people…

Huh, impossible.

The waiter was quick and quick and soon came to him.

“What filling do you want? We have pork and green onion, chives and eggs, and cabbage and vermicelli fillings. The price tags are all listed.”

Zhang Wenbin glanced at the sign hanging at the back and saw the products and prices at a glance.

“Give me 10 pork and green onion ones.”

Li Wenhong wanted to eat meat-filled buns. Her parents hadn’t eaten meat for a long time, so today she considered it as an improvement in their lives.

“Okay, wait a moment!”

The waiter quickly took the buns from the steamer. At this time, a voice came over, “Xiao Zhang, we don’t want to do business with this person. We won’t sell our meat buns to him.”

Xiao Zhang exclaimed, then quickly realized, “Got it. Next, what kind of filling do you want?”

The window was not big, and Zhang Wenbin did not see who was coming, but he felt that the voice sounded familiar.

While he was in a daze, the old man behind him pushed him and said, “If you don’t want to buy, move aside. You’re in the way.”

Zhang Wenbin staggered, and when he came to his senses, he felt ashamed. He stood at the window again and asked, “Why don’t you sell me buns?”

It’s fine if others look down on him, but how can a bun seller also look down on others?
“Because your name is Zhang Wenbin, and because I don’t like you.”

The voice came again, and Zhang Wenbin also saw the speaker’s appearance clearly. His eyes widened for a moment, “Zhang Guilan?”

It turned out to be Qin Han’s wife.