Chapter 426: Getting Mom to Grind is Also an Option

Fu Mingxue looked toward the two men.

One was younger, around twenty-five or twenty-six.

The other was a bit older, around thirty.

She had actually seen them when she first came in, but she hadn’t expected them to be the apprentices Master Yang was planning to take on.

Seeing them look at her, she gave them a slight nod.

Then she averted her gaze.

"Master Yang, since everything is fine here, I’ll head back now."

"Alright!" Master Yang knew she was very busy.

After Fu Mingxue left, one of Master Yang’s two apprentices, Xiao Song, asked with immense curiosity, "Master, who was that young lady?"

She was gorgeous.

He had been transferred from another workshop, so he had never seen Fu Mingxue before.

"Don’t ask so many questions." Master Yang wasn’t about to explain too much to these two.

After all, if the two of them didn’t practice hard, they would never be qualified to interact with Fu Mingxue in the future.

Xiao Song: ...?

Xiao Yang: ?...

Great. Now they were even more curious.

’What kind of person is she that we’re not even allowed to ask about her?’

"Alright, get back to work. What you just did was completely unacceptable. Both of you, start over—"

Master Yang was very displeased. Since he had taken these two on, he definitely had to teach them properly.

Otherwise, he couldn’t have people finding out that the apprentices he trained were incompetent.

Fu Mingxue and Group Six threw themselves heart and soul into the development of the new-generation aviation engine.

In addition, Fu Mingxue had also obtained the classified fighter jet blueprints from the aviation R&D team. This meant the engine Group Six was developing had to be sized to fit their fighter jet.

「A month passed in the blink of an eye.」

And Fu Mingxue had been swamped with work this past month.

She left early and came home late every day.

Mrs. Fu’s days were spent taking care of the children, and nothing but taking care of the children.

As for the cloth shoes—she had given up on that idea.

Even though her daughter said it was fine, she still didn’t want to cause any trouble for the couple.

One was in the military, the other at a research institute—what if she went to sell some cloth shoes and someone, green with envy, reported her for profiteering?

That would be completely unacceptable.

Fu Mingxue was naturally happy to see that her mother was no longer thinking about it.

After all, her salary alone was more than enough to support her mother.

Taking care of two kids was hard enough, and now she wanted to take on a side hustle—making shoes, of all things. Shoemaking is especially tough on the eyes.

"Mom, things are great just the way they are! Just stay home and take care of the kids! Or, if you’re bored, you can learn to read with the two kids. How many characters do you even know now? If you learn with them, they’ll get rewards, and I’ll give you rewards too!"

The moment Fu Mingxue finished speaking, her own mother gave her a sharp smack on the back of the head.

"Showing off how capable you are now, are we? Are you treating me like a child? Or are you just flaunting how much money you have?"

Fu Mingxue quickly backed away. "Mom, don’t hit me on the head next time. What if you break it?"

Mrs. Fu: ?...

’I barely tapped her, and she thinks I could have broken it?’

"That’s because you deserved a smack."

"Mom, I’m not kidding, I’m serious. For every hundred characters you learn to recognize, I’ll give you ten yuan."

’Then I can get a hundred yuan from the system. Even after subtracting the ten yuan for Mom, I’ll still net a ninety-yuan profit.’

She hadn’t expected the system to be so considerate, even giving her monetary rewards for her mom learning to read.

It was the same for the two kids. For every hundred characters they learned, she would get a hundred yuan, plus some random bonus rewards like food, candy, or milk powder.

Unfortunately, the two kids were still too young, and she was so busy.

’It seems this money isn’t that easy to earn after all.’

The kids were too young and unpredictable, but what about her mom?

At this thought, her eyes lit up as she stared at her mother.

Mrs. Fu: ...?