After Jia Dongxu heard that Qin Huairu had found a job sweeping the floors in a steel rolling mill, he angrily cursed: "Qin Huairu, you are such a useless woman."
"It only costs ten yuan a month to sweep the streets. Who can afford that?"
Mrs. Jia Zhang sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, her face gloomy and extremely ugly: "This old deaf old lady only thinks about herself and is not really helping."
"He must have deliberately arranged a street sweeping job for our Jia family, just to see our Jia family's jokes."
"She has lived so long and still has no good intentions. Why don't she die?"
Mrs. Jia Zhang had previously imagined that Qin Huairu would give her a pension of five yuan a month after making money, and that she would be able to eat a meal of meat every month in the future.
Now it turns out to be a job of sweeping the streets for ten yuan!
From now on, the Jia family will still have to eat steamed buns every day!
"If we didn't have these ten dollars, what would we eat and drink?"
Qin Huairu was also speechless.
Who is to blame for all this?
It’s not all Jia Dongxu’s fault!
If Jia Dongxu had not gone to the steel rolling mill to steal things, would things have reached this point?
Now she only needs to take care of her children at home and does not need to go out to sweep the streets at all.
To take a step back, if Jia Dongxu had suffered a work-related injury instead of stealing, she would still be able to receive a large amount of work-related injury expenses, and she could even take over Jia Dongxu's job now.
And Jia Zhang!
If he had used part of his pension money, the Jia family's life would not be so difficult now.
…
Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.
Early in the morning, Qin Huairu came to the steel rolling mill to report, received a cleaning tool, and started cleaning according to the team leader's requirements.
As soon as Liu Haizhong walked into the steel rolling mill, he saw Qin Huairu pouting her buttocks and sweeping the floor, and instantly assumed the look of a leader.
Although he is just an ordinary skilled worker, he has a strong sense of superiority in front of a disgrace like Qin Huairu.
That’s the best thing about people!
"Qin Huairu, you must clean this place well."
"Especially this doorway, which represents the image of our steel rolling mill, can be seen by people coming and going."
"Second uncle, I understand!"
Qin Huairu didn't even look at Liu Haizhong.
She knew Liu Haizhong's virtue, and the whole compound knew that he was crazy about becoming an official.
On her first day at work, Qin Huairu didn't even want to offend Liu Haizhong. After all, Liu Haizhong was a seventh-level forger, a solid skilled worker, and she was not comparable to a sweeper.
"Huairu, do it well!"
"You did a good job, I will report this to your team leader."
She walked into the steel rolling mill beautifully with bangs in her hair.
Qin Huairu's call to "Second Master" just now made him feel extremely comfortable.
Since the last time he failed to report Liu Jiacheng, no one has called him Second Uncle anymore.
It seems that someone in the compound still recognizes his identity as the second uncle!
As soon as Liu Haizhong walked into the steel rolling mill, Yi Zhonghai arrived soon after.
"Huairu, do it well!"
"When the steel rolling mill has work spaces in the future, you will still have a chance to compete."
Now Yi Zhonghai has determined that Qin Huairu, like Sha Zhu, is someone who can support him in his old age.
Although Qin Huairu's current salary is only ten yuan, Yi Zhonghai has more long-term considerations.
Qin Huairu has a child!
When he reaches the age of the deaf old lady, it will be difficult for Shazhu to take care of him.
By then Bangge has grown up, and he will be able to take care of him like Silly Zhu takes care of the deaf old lady.
"Master, what are those people doing around Liu Jiacheng?"
Qin Huairu had just seen several workers surrounding Liu Jiacheng, wondering what they were doing.
Standing outside the workshop doesn’t feel like work!
Yi Zhonghai glanced at it: "It should be Liu Jiacheng who explains to other workers the key points of fitter work."
When he said these words, Yi Zhonghai felt sour in his heart.
In other workshops, seventh-level fitters like him can already lead workers in production, but not in the first workshop.
Because there is Liu Jiacheng above him.
An eighth-level fitter!
When he thought about not being promoted to the eighth-level fitter last time, he was still very depressed.
He has been a fitter for many years.
Where is Liu Jiacheng?
Only a few years!
Yi Zhonghai couldn't figure out how Liu Jiacheng was promoted to level eight fitter in such a short period of time.
The more this happened, the more envious and regretful Yi Zhonghai felt.
I envy Liu Jiacheng for becoming an eighth-level fitter at such a young age. At the same time, I also regret that the relationship with Liu Jiacheng was so broken back then that Liu Jiacheng doesn't even look at him seriously now.
Qin Huairu truly understood Liu Jiacheng's position in the factory when she saw the workers' attitudes.
This... is simply not comparable to a seventh-level fitter like Yi Zhonghai!
In six years, Liu Jiacheng went from a trainee fitter to an eighth-level fitter, and was surrounded by workers.
And what about Jia Dongxu?
I had been working in a daze for six years, and before the accident, I was still a worker who had failed the third-level assessment.
Comparing these two people... there is a world of difference!
Especially when she thought about six years ago, when she saw Liu Jiacheng decisively marrying Jia Dongxu after losing his mother, she always regretted it.
In the past six years, the Jia family has never given her a good look.
Just use her as a fertility tool!
Now after giving birth to the girl Huaihua, she has received even more cold looks at home.
Thinking of this, Qin Huairu shook her head helplessly and started sweeping the floor again.
…
As soon as the bell for lunch break rang, Qin Huairu hurried out of the workshop and ran towards the canteen.
Because she doesn't have time to ink!
Now there is a child at home who needs to be fed, waiting for her to take care of her.
When they arrived at the cafeteria, Qin Huairu had already seen Shazhu waving to her.
"Sister Qin, here!"
"The food has been prepared for you and is still warm."
When he heard the lunch bell, Shazhu waited eagerly at the cafeteria window for Qin Huairu to appear.
"Si Zhu, Sister Qin, thank you!"
"I'm pressed for time. I'll give you the meal ticket when I get it in the afternoon."
After saying that, before Sha Zhu could say anything, Qin Huairu ran away with her lunch box in her arms.
In fact, Qin Huairu can not prepare food in the cafeteria, but cook some the night before and eat the leftovers when she returns home the next day.
This saves money!
But why did Qin Huairu do this?
It's not because there is a licking dog named Silly Zhu in the cafeteria.
Qin Huairu thought very clearly that she would give meal tickets to Shazhu, but not every day.
Doing this once every three to five times will save you a lot more money than cooking at home.
Silly Zhu's voice sounded from behind: "It's okay, I'll help you cushion it first."
Hearing this, Qin Huairu laughed.
Isn't this the result she wants!
In the days that followed, Qin Huairu spent time running back and forth from the factory to the compound.
The food money given to Shazhu every day is becoming less and less!
However, after staying in the steel rolling mill for a long time, she truly realized how high Liu Jiacheng's status was in the steel rolling mill.
Whenever Liu Jiacheng is mentioned in the steel rolling mill, the expressions on the workers' faces are wonderful.
Even the workshop director gives a thumbs up when mentioning Liu Jiacheng!
The more this happened, the more uncomfortable Qin Huairu felt.