“While others have been contemting various options, sifting through countless choices, they often end up with something disappointing…”


    “In support of ire, who doesn’t engage in thepetition or selective process, the old man arranged for her to marry someone quite undesirable…”


    “Who would have imagined that this undesirable choice could one day transform into something valuable…”


    Wendy nodded thoughtfully and said earnestly, “If there’s an opportunity, I need to get closer to Charlie. Even if he doesn’t look down on me, it would still be beneficial for our family. At a time like this, we can’t rely on anyone outside; Charlie is our best option…”


    Hannah sighed and replied, “Do what you wish, Mom. You just got a bit carried away and hungrier. Help me return home so I can rest for a while. Let’s wait for Grandma to finish her shift, and then we can eat…”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


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    Lady Wilson spent her day pulling stic bags for customers at the supermarket.


    These are the typical stic bags you find in stores, and they generate static electricity when you tug on them.


    Despite the mundane task, Old Lady Wilson felt quite satisfied. At noon, she enjoyed aplimentary lunch from the supermarket’s employee cafeteria. It was the most delightful meal she’d had in ages. The food wasn’t extraordinary; in fact, it was quite nd and not greasy at all. But after so long without a proper meal, it felt like a feast.


    At moments like these, even a simple bowl of white rice felt like a divine gift, and adding a meat or vegetable dish only heightened her joy. It was not just about the food but also about the experience itself. The old woman found herself chuckling at the situation.


    After a busy day, as 5:00 p.m. approached, the foreman came over, handed her a hundred dors, and said, “Lady, you did an excellent job today! Will youe back tomorrow? It’s New Year’s Eve, and we’ll be very short-staffed at noon. If youe back, I can pay you two hundred for the day!”


    “Really?” Lady Wilson eximed, her face lighting up as she carefully tucked the hundred dors away. “Then I will definitely return tomorrow!”<fn39d0> Follow current nov?ls on Find1Novel</fn39d0>


    The foreman nodded with approval, “Great! Just make sure to rest up first; tomorrow we start at nine.”


    Lady Wilson agreed excitedly but then suddenly remembered something and asked, “Foreman, what time does the cafeteria open in the afternoon?”


    The foreman replied, “Dinner is served at 6 p.m.”


    Lady Wilson quickly inquired, “Then… can I go to the cafeteria for another meal?”


    The foreman hesitated, exining, “Well, employees receive one meal coupon per day, and you already used yours at noon.”


    Feeling a bit disheartened, Old Lady Wilson nodded, “Alright then, I’lle back tomorrow!”


    Seeing her disappointed expression, the foreman didn’t want to turn her away. “How about this, Lady? If you work overtime until seven, I’ll speak with the manager and get you a meal coupon. You can eat in the cafeteria before heading home. Does that sound good?”


    Lady Wilson was overjoyed at the prospect. “Two more hours of pulling stic bags for another meal? Of course, I’ll agree!”


    With excitement, she eximed, “Thank you, Foreman! You’re the best!”