Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

Chapter 2 Aunt's Visit

"Qingqing, I'm not saying this to be mean, but it's too dangerous for a young girl like you to be home alone. How about I have Yunyun come and keep you company? Otherwise, I'm worried about you living here alone."

As she spoke, her aunt looked around her house, glancing here and there as if she were looking at her own precious child. In her eyes, however, these things might indeed be theirs in the near future.

Although he said it nicely, there was no sign of worry in his eyes, which showed that it was obviously planned in advance at home.

After listening to her mother's words, Jiang Yun looked at Feng Qingqing with hopeful eyes.

She had heard her mother talk about this cousin quite a bit. She was spoiled growing up, and both parents worked, so she always had the best food and clothes. They were a well-known wealthy family in their area.

If she could move in, besides the reward for helping her mother complete the tasks assigned to her, all of that idiot's things would be hers. Thinking of the idiot's wardrobe full of nice clothes, her eyes shone even brighter as she looked at Qingqing, as if she could already imagine wearing those beautiful clothes and enjoying the envious glances of others.

That's how it was in her past life. When she heard her aunt, Feng Damei, say those words, she was incredibly moved. She felt that even after her parents passed away, she was fortunate to have an aunt who genuinely cared for her; otherwise, she would have been unable to live like this. From now on, she would treat her aunt's family very well.

Now that we know what kind of people this family is, how could we let them take advantage of us? But considering what to do next, we still can't afford to offend them too much right now.

Feng Qingqing lowered her head, seemingly thinking for a moment, before looking up at Feng Damei with a bewildered expression and saying:

“I really hope my cousin can move in and keep me company, so I can get closer to her. But, the factory office just came and said that this house belongs to the factory, and I have to move out after I've packed up. It's not good for me to occupy such a big house all by myself.”

Feng Damei was furious when she heard this, because she still had her eye on the house. If it was returned to the factory, it would have nothing to do with her anymore.

"Which leader in the factory is it, Qing? Tell me, or I'll change my mind and make sure she gets a good beating."

After saying that, he stormed out, looking like he was about to start a fight.

“My brother and sister-in-law made such great contributions to the factory, and they even gave their lives. Their bodies are barely cold, yet they still want their only daughter to move out. Is there no justice in this world?”

"Auntie, Auntie, calm down, let me finish what I have to say, okay?" Feng Qingqing pulled Feng Damei back to sit down in the living room. She thought to herself, "I can't let you ruin my plans. If you go, how am I supposed to continue this act?"

"Auntie, the house is a small matter..."

"What? Little girl, what did you say? The house is still small? Then what else is a big deal?" Feng Damei screamed eight octaves higher before Feng Qingqing could finish speaking.

After all, in her eyes, this house would belong to her family in the future, and she had even arranged where the house would be used in the future, so there couldn't be any mishaps.

When she was young, Feng Damei fell in love with Jiang Yong, who was from a poor family with heavy burdens but was handsome. Over the years, she has been burdened by her husband's family and her family has lived a very tight life. This is why she has been shamelessly going to his house to beg for money for so many years.

She has three sons and one daughter. Her eldest son, Jiang Hongbing, is already 24 years old. For many years, he has been unable to get married because he doesn't have a house, which has caused the couple a lot of worry.

When she heard that her brother and sister-in-law had lost their factory, her first reaction wasn't sadness, but rather how to profit from it. The couple discussed it until midnight and finally came up with a concrete plan. The house was one of the key elements, and one that couldn't be lost.

So when she heard Feng Qingqing say that the house was a small matter, she was furious. For her, the house was related to her son, so how could she not care?

However, upon hearing Feng Qingqing's next words, her voice involuntarily softened, her body stiffened, and she unconsciously repeated herself:

"Qingqing, what did you say? Say it again. You just mentioned work, right?"

As if he couldn't believe it, he asked again, his eyes fixed on Feng Qingqing without blinking.

Even Jiang Yun, who was standing next to her, nervously gripped the hem of her clothes. After all, she knew very well what a job meant to a family in this era.

“I said, Aunt, a house is important, but is it more important than a job? Think about my cousin again?”

After he finished speaking, we saw that Feng Damei's breathing had become heavy.

Although the couple had focused on the house during their previous night's discussion, they also needed to plan their work carefully. As far as Feng Qingqing was concerned, she was an orphan, and everything she owned belonged to them.

But since this brat is saying these words, it means we have a clue now!

"Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?" As she spoke, Feng Damei leaned forward, looking as if she wanted to know the result as soon as possible.

Feng Qingqing didn't mince words and told the whole story. Of course, this was a plan she had already devised beforehand to deal with Feng Damei's family. After all, food tastes best when eaten one bite at a time, and revenge is only satisfying when taken little by little.

It hurts more when a dull knife cuts flesh.

Feng Qingqing told Feng Damei that someone from the factory office had just come and said that her parents' jobs could be given to her, but the house belonged to the factory. When the house was allocated to Feng Qingqing's parents, it was because both of them were employed. But now that Feng Qingqing was living alone, it was no longer appropriate for her to live in the house.

So the factory came up with a solution, partly to silence the gossip. After all, houses were so scarce these days, and every household was crammed together. Everyone was eagerly eyeing the newly vacated houses.

If Feng Qingqing wants to keep both her job and the house, she must pay an additional 600 yuan in compensation. Of course, she can choose not to pay, but then the house will be taken back, and she will be given a single dormitory room instead.

Feng Damei was furious when she heard this, as she was counting on this house to get her son married.

He immediately jumped up and said, "Qingqing, this is the house your parents lived in. You can't let their spirits not rest in peace!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingqing couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Rest in peace, my foot! Having a sister like you is trouble enough. If she hadn't been reborn, their daughter would have been tormented all over again.

"So, Auntie, I'm young and don't know any better. I can't make up my mind about many things. What should I do about my job and my house?" As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

Feng Qingqing silently complained to herself, "I've poured all my acting skills into maintaining this innocent and naive persona."

Feng Damei, who had been excited, became surprisingly calm. She pulled up a stool, sat down, and gestured to her daughter, Jiang Yun, to pull Feng Qingqing to her side, as if they were about to have a long talk.

"Qingqing, your aunt has been through this before. I've eaten more salt than you've drunk water. I won't hurt you. As for the house and the job, just listen to me, I'm sure you won't go wrong." That look of concern for you on that usually arrogant and domineering face looked really awkward.

However, for the sake of the arrangements to come, Feng Qingqing still looked at him with complete trust, nodding her head repeatedly, as if to say whatever he said.

Seeing this, Feng Damei had a better understanding of the situation and gradually revealed her previous thoughts.

"Qing, I know you're upset because your parents just passed away and you can't accept it right now. But this job won't wait for anyone, so let's get the onboarding done first."

"Here's what I'm thinking: you're 18 now, a young woman. After a while, I'll introduce you to someone. Women, you know, still have to rely on men for the rest of their lives. As for this job, let your older cousin Hongbing take it for now. I'll have him pay you half of his salary every month. You see, you don't have to work and you can stay home and rest, and you still get a little over ten yuan a month. Isn't that great?"

Before Feng Qingqing could say anything after she finished speaking, Jiang Yun, who was sitting next to her, looked at her with envy.

In her previous life, Feng Qingqing thought they were all family, so she didn't care too much and gave the job to her older cousin Jiang Hongbing without much thought.

After saying this, Feng Damei looked at Feng Qingqing with hopeful eyes, her expression full of affection.