Only after coming to this alley did she know what it was like to live in poverty. The memory of her childhood was blurry, and she was too young at the time, so she didn't seem to feel any pain. Now she can really see it.
People's physical pain is easily forgotten, but the mental trauma will remain for a lifetime.
Dujuan's childhood memories did not leave any mental trauma, which was also a blessing among her misfortunes.
After leaving Wanguo Apartment and living in a poor alley, Du Juan didn't feel much of a difference, and even felt an indescribable joy that comes from living an independent life.
Her life is still very privileged. She is a senior employee in the factory, and she eats free meals with good taste. She can also bring free fried steamed buns to Yu Guilian and her son. This is something that no one else in the alley dares to think of.
Neighbors in the alley would only have a meal of white flour steamed buns or white rice without rice bran for the whole family during the holidays, but no one would be so extravagant with fried steamed buns. After all, vegetable oil is very expensive.
As for condensed milk, that's something most people don't even dare to think about. Most children from poor families are fed rice soup, and I'm afraid they don't even know what milk powder and condensed milk taste like.
Being able to do something for others and bring a little happiness to others, thereby realizing one's own value, is the softest part of human nature. Du Juan felt that something was resurrecting in her body.
Happy time always flies by.
A month after starting work, Du Juan had a serious conflict with the factory management.
It just so happened that she went to the cafeteria late for dinner that day, just in time for the female workers to leave the factory after work. She saw all the female workers standing at the exit of the factory, and was forced to untie their cotton-padded clothes and let a few sloppy men search their bodies.
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I tolerated the body search, but when a man with black hair on the back of his hand actually put his hand into a female worker's underwear, groping and kneading the female worker's breasts, with a lewd smile on his face,
She couldn't bear it anymore.
She walked over in three steps and two steps, and shouted: "Stop!"
"Who are you to interfere with my business? I am acting in accordance with the rules of the factory." The man didn't know Du Juan and said with an unconvinced look on his face.
He thought Du Juan was a woman sitting in the office. They all knew the origins of those women, so they were not too afraid.
"You bastard, you scoundrel." Du Juan was so angry that his face turned blue, and he raised his hand and slapped her across the face.
The man didn't expect that Du Juan would dare to hit him, so he was beaten hard. He roared angrily: "If you dare to hit me, you stinky bitch, you are dead."
He waved his hand and was about to hit the cuckoo, but he heard a man shouting at the top of his lungs not far away: "Stop! Stop!"
The man was stunned and turned his head. He recognized that it was the manager's voice.
The manager was getting off work and was about to go out to find a place to drink when he happened to see this scene.
He was really frightened. With this slap, Du Juan would definitely be seriously injured. Tomorrow morning, the general manager would give him a few slaps, which would be his blessing.
"You bastard, you want to rebel." The manager came over and without saying a word, slapped the man in the face again.
This man, Monk Zhang Er, was confused as to why the manager hit him.
He felt that he had done nothing wrong. Every day when female workers got off work, everyone had to be searched to prevent them from stealing cotton silk or thread from the factory and going home.
As for touching the bodies of these female workers, he didn't think there was anything wrong. This was how body searches were done.
Each of these female workers is as thin as a hairless chicken, with ribs all over their body, and even their breasts are flat and have no feeling at all. He is just twisting them for fun and humiliating them to show his authority.
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"Manager, what's going on? Which rule in the factory stipulates that these stinky men can molest sisters? If that's the case, I'll go to Chairman Sheng tomorrow to reason." Du Juan's face was still ashen.
The numb face of the molested female worker turned red because of the aroused sense of shame.
Female workers have been numbed by experiencing this kind of humiliation every day. Even if their breasts are touched lightly, some men even pinch their buttocks and even touch their private parts. For a bowl of rice, they can only endure it silently.
If you dare to resist, you will lose your job, and your family will starve and freeze. With this salary, your family members can at least have cotton-padded clothes to wear and corn noodles and porridge to drink.
After several years of torture, their self-esteem as women has been completely lost, and they just endure the violation indifferently.
"This... body search is indeed a rule in the factory." The manager also felt a little embarrassed.
"I don't object to body searches, but why aren't women doing the body searches? Why are these scoundrels allowed to violate the sisters? Look at their faces, it's disgusting." Du Juan asked loudly.
In fact, she also knew that many female workers were guilty of petty theft. They secretly took home cotton and silk threads after get off work, just to knit a pair of cotton socks or cotton gloves, or maybe hats, for their children.
Although each person may not steal much, over time, the amount accumulated is not small.
This cannot be blamed on the female workers for not living up to expectations. They are really forced by poverty. Like Du Juan, even if all the cotton and silk in the factory are given to her, she will not take it. It is useless to take it back.
"This..." The manager was speechless.
It was true that the female managers should have done the body search, but Sheng Yi was unwilling to do the job. There were two women who were specifically responsible for the body search, but they were squeezed out by the people Sheng Di arranged to come in, and these people who arranged to come in had no idea.
Don't work.
"These stinky gangsters, I don't want to see them here again." Du Juan pointed at several men who were being searched.
"Okay, okay, I'll transfer them to another place. Let's go for a walk." The manager agreed and waved the men to leave. Those few people didn't know who Du Juan was. The manager was so afraid of her that he didn't dare to
There was nothing more to say, so I had to step aside.
"Also, there will be no body search today. If any cotton, silk or cotton yarn is lost in the factory, I will personally guarantee compensation no matter how much. If there is no dedicated female manager tomorrow, there will be no body search until you, the manager, arrange for a female manager." Du Juan said.
"Okay, okay, just as you said, I will make arrangements." The manager agreed repeatedly, sweatdropping from his head.
He was not afraid that these female workers would steal things, because they were searched every day, and stealing things from the factory rarely happened now. He was afraid that if the incident would spread, he would be unable to live without food.
It is common in any spinning mill to allow subordinates to arbitrarily violate female workers. It is not uncommon for other factories to be more egregious than this, but they cannot be told.
Once it is said out and spreads to the society, it will be discussed and hyped by the news media. No matter what, assaulting women is illegal, so someone has to take responsibility. Who will take responsibility? Of course it is the manager.
Du Juan stood at the exit of the factory. When every female worker came out, they saluted her with tears in their eyes and thanked her.
"Sisters, please be brave and don't let others look down upon you. If any of you are really short of those thirty-five cents, or if you have any urgent need, just come to me and I will give it to you directly. No need to borrow or pay it back." Du Juan stood.
There he shouted loudly.
None of the female workers said anything, and they all walked out of the factory with tears in their eyes.
They know that it was some of them who failed to live up to their expectations and stole things from the factory that led to the rules of body search, forcing everyone to endure the humiliation and torture of such body searches day after day. Today, they finally
Someone came out to seek justice for them.
Not far away, the women in the office looked at Du Juan in surprise. They were all stunned and speechless.