As the end of 2013 approaches, many people in Qicheng have discovered that their place is particularly lively this year, and many things are confusing.
There are just a few companies that have been releasing good news recently, including Jingtong Development Co., Ltd., a leader among good companies, who announced that they would arrange cars as raffle prizes at the company's annual party.
Then, a garment factory in Qicheng that had been operating for more than 20 years declared bankruptcy and liquidated.
A small part of the business moved to Myanmar and Vietnam, but it was impossible for a large number of employees in the factory to leave their hometowns. They were instantly forced to become laid-off workers.
Fortunately, this factory is a state-owned enterprise, and these people received a fairly decent compensation when they were laid off.
But there are also bad ones.
Several companies suddenly sent an internal notice to their employees, informing the employees in the factory that the company had temporarily decided to take the Spring Festival holiday in advance, and also very humanely wished all the brothers and sisters in the company a happy and quiet life.
Peaceful Spring Festival.
But the most critical question is that there are still nearly two months until the Spring Festival, and their wages have not been paid yet. How can they buy things for the Spring Festival if they don’t have money?
Get a bag of air to change it?
But for these people, they really want to cry without tears.
I couldn't find anyone who could make the decision for them.
However, Qicheng TV station and local newspapers in Qicheng conducted extensive interviews and reports on this matter, and started making noises.
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In the Purple Jade Garden Villa area, after Zhou Yinghong finished her afternoon work, she didn't need to see her grandson or granddaughter today. She turned on the TV in the west villa and watched the news.
Not long after, she saw the news about the bankruptcy of the old state-owned garment factory, and also saw the expressions of laid-off workers who wanted to find another way out, but didn't know what to do.
They work in garment factories all year round and are not familiar with other jobs at all.
Looking at the blank looks in the eyes in the news, Zhou Yinghong frowned slightly. She was too familiar with this look.
It is the kind of confusion about the future and no hope.
A few years ago, she would often have this look in her eyes, because at that time there were patients at home, and the couple could not go out. The eldest son's life was not satisfactory, and the younger son had not graduated from college and had no idea about his future job.
Whereabouts...
"Hey!" Zhou Yinghong sighed. She felt the same, but she didn't have the ability to solve this problem.
Xia Weicheng came in from the outside carrying a red plastic bucket. Before he could share his catch with his wife, he heard his wife sigh and asked her: "What's wrong with you? I'll serve you delicious food."
There is no money left for you to spend, so why are you sighing?"
"As the old saying goes, the more you worry, the harder your life will be. Our family is obviously living a very good life, why don't you want to make it better?"
Being inexplicably scolded by Xia Weicheng made Zhou Yinghong feel even more uncomfortable. She glared at her husband Xia Weicheng and said, "Look at what you are capable of. You just talk nonsense without knowing anything."
"Hey, look at the fish I caught. There are also two wild crucian carps. I will keep them tonight. I will send them to Zekai and the others tomorrow. Then I will make soup for Qingyu, Chenchen and the others.
"
"Why are you making such a fuss? There are a lot of thorns here, how can they eat them?" Zhou Yinghong took a look at the fish in the bucket, there were quite a lot of them, and she calmed down.
Xia Weicheng did not forget to ask his wife: "Don't worry about whether Qingyu and the others can eat fish. Just tell me what you were sighing about just now."
"When it was said in the news that many people were laid off, it reminded me of the hard times our family had in the first five or six years." Zhou Yinghong said.
Xia Weicheng glanced at the news content that was still playing on the TV. After watching it for less than a minute, he said: "I'm not telling you, you are really worrying about it. It's also the leaders in the factory who caused this.
, the workers below have suffered accordingly, but as the old saying goes, if you don't die, you will always come out. They just feel sad these days and don't know what to do. When they get used to it, they know that the reality cannot be changed.
Just do whatever you have to do, there is always a way to survive."
"You can do it, okay!" Zhou Yinghong was unhappy with what her husband said, so she rolled her eyes at him and went straight into the bedroom.
But as Xia Weicheng said, Zhou Yinghong shouldn't worry about this matter. She just got emotional and remembered the hard days in the past.
In the villa to the east, Xia Zekai and Luo Xiyun were playing with Qingyu and Chenchen. The couple were lying on the sofa and walking their children.
After a while, Xia Zekai called out: "Qingyu, get dad the cell phone."
After a while Luo Xiyun shouted: "Jing Ling, get that big apple for mom."
"Fourth, don't just sit there and move. Go and get me the bag on the coffee table. I'll peel the cod intestines for you to eat." Xia Zekai pointed to a small bag on the coffee table and said to Chenchen.
In the bag is the cod sausage that I just bought when I went to the supermarket during the day.
Sure enough, the little guy was so happy when he saw it. He stood up with his hands on the ground. He trotted to the coffee table, picked up the bag and ran towards his father.
"Dad, here it is!" Chenchen handed the bag to his father, his little eyes stared at the bag and his father's hand, and then said: "Dad, I will eat."
"I want it too!" Qingyu ran over and looked at her father eagerly.
Jing Ling wouldn't be so polite. His eyes fell on the bag in his father's hand, looking at the cod intestines inside. His little eyes flickered around in circles, and finally he ran over and grabbed it from the bag.
A few.
Then he turned around and ran to his mother: "Mom, eat."
"Hey, you, Jing Ling is such a good son. They all want to eat for themselves, but you want to give it to your mother." Luo Xiyun said with a smile on his face.
But who knew that Jing Ling would say next: "Mom, I'll eat."
"..." Luo Xiyun suddenly didn't want to speak. She just wanted to drag the youngest over and slap him hard on the buttocks.
‘Be a filial son’ can’t last more than a minute!
Yatou and Tongtong were watching cartoons nearby. They also heard their brother's voice and shouted: "Mom, you are so sentimental."
"That's right!" Tongtong nodded.
When Luo Xiyun heard what they said, she squeezed her fingers so hard that she wanted to teach them a lesson.
When the girl saw her mother like this, she felt bad and had to run away.
Perhaps she was too anxious, so she still had the remote control in her hand. She pressed it a few times in a panic, and then the channel was switched from the children's animation channel to the Qicheng News Channel.
What this channel broadcast was the footage of reporters interviewing laid-off workers in service attire.
After seeing this, both of them were stunned.
Just as the girl was thinking about changing the channel back to children's animation, Xia Zekai quickly said: "Girl, don't move, I'll watch TV."
"But, but I still want to watch cartoons!" The girl stood there and said stubbornly.
Xia Zekai pointed to the news on TV and said, "Be good, daddy, just watch it for a few minutes."
"Okay then!" The girl agreed.
Seeing that her parents were silent, Tongtong stopped running.
Xia Zekai and Luo Xiyun watched the news for a while, and then looked at each other. They both saw a look of solemnity in each other's eyes.
Xia Zekai has reason to believe that the bankruptcy of this old state-owned garment factory in Qicheng will not be the end, it is just the beginning.
