Qi Bajiu held onto his niece and nephew, waiting for the Jing Family's car and armed guards to pass through the street before leading them across the road and into a leafy path.
"Uncle, I want some skewers!"
"Uncle, I want to buy a pinwheel!"
"Uncle, I want dragon beard candy!"
"Uncle, I want some too!"
Qi Bajiu chuckled heartily and said, "Buy, buy, we'll buy them all!"
He's now a supervisor at the Ting Family's Grace Lock Factory. Although the profit share from the first month hasn't come in yet and might not be much, his previous salary arrears have been fully settled, and his wallet is bulging. His elder brother and sister-in-law have advised him to save some money, and maybe in a few months, they could even build a house.
