The salary was high, and the food was good. Many people were envious and jealous of those who could work with Lin Yuelan's family. Therefore, they didn't care if Lin Yuelan was a jinx or not. They just wanted to work.
As a matter of fact, many villagers went to Lin Yiwei's house to get him to introduce them to work for Lin Yuelan.
"Village chief, look at me. My whole family relies on me to support them. Can you help me and let me work at that girl's house?" A short man with a pointed mouth and ape-like cheeks pleaded with Lin Yiwei.
In fact, his purpose was not to work but to sneak in to get food and money.
Lin Yiwei rolled his eyes and scolded the man sternly, "Lin Youcai, do you have any shame? I don't see you taking care of the family. You're always idling around and leaving the farm work to your 60-year-old grandmother and five-year-old son. Now you have the face to say that your family relies on you?
