The family of three all had rosy cheeks and a spirited demeanor, clearly indicating that they were living well, which made everyone in the village quite envious.
Now that Jiang Changhai had a proper job and a source of income, he didn't hold back, "The food at our factory is really good, with meat in every meal, and you can eat as much rice and steamed buns as you want until you're full."
When the villagers heard that they could eat fine grains freely, their eyes practically glowed green with envy.
Good heavens, they couldn't even freely eat coarse grains at home, yet there he was, gorging on rice and wheat. The workers' treatment was just too good.
After Jiang Changhai's family had left, those green-eyed with jealousy whispered to the person next to them, "Pah, auntie, just look at their smug faces, as if they'd like to hold up a sign to tell everyone he works at the transport factory."
