Chapter 441 Qin Huairu's Work Problems
But he was smart enough to know that if he refused directly, it would be inconsistent with the persona he had established over the years.
So they pulled the workshop director out to take the blame.
"You must have heard that
This afternoon, Mrs. Zhang beat up the workshop director and his men.
If Qin Huairu went to our workshop, she would suffer a lot in the future. She is pregnant now and cannot stand the hardship. "
Hearing this, the neighbors recalled what they had just heard when they came home from get off work, and they also felt that Yi Zhonghai had considered everything.
"It really is,
Mrs. Zhang has already offended someone, and if she lets Qin Huairu go to Dongxu's workshop, she will be sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth.
Mrs. Zhang, I think we should let your Qin Huairu go to another workshop."
Although Jia Zhang didn't know the specific situation in the workshop, their family's Jia Dongxu died in the workshop. The purpose of her meeting was naturally not to let Qin Huairu enter any workshop.
"If I want our Qin Huairu to work in the workshop, why would I need to discuss this with you?
Why don't you just report to the factory and wait for the arrangements from above?
I just felt that the workshop was dangerous and was afraid that something might happen to my unborn grandson, so I thought of letting our Qin Huairu go somewhere else.
For example, Bai Saozi's canteen, Xu Damao's publicity department, etc."
After hearing Jia Zhang's specific requests, the neighbors knew that Jia Zhang was not asking them from the beginning, so they stopped talking and looked at Bai Guafu, Xu Damao and others to see what they had to say.
However, Widow Bai and Xu Damao rejected Jia Zhang without hesitation.
"Mrs. Zhang, the salary in our cafeteria is not high. Qin Huairu is just a kitchen helper in the cafeteria, and she only makes 18 or 9 yuan a month.
If you don't have a skill, your life will be like that. It's just a waste of time.
It would be better to learn locksmithing skills in a workshop."
"Aunt Zhang, Dongxu's wife is not well educated. Our propaganda department is all about writing, which is not suitable for her. Why don't you think of something else?"
Seeing the two people's disguised refusal, Jia Zhang's face suddenly changed.
But when he thought that Jia Dongxu would need the help of these neighbors for cremation tomorrow, he did not get angry on the spot.
"Okay, in that case, let's wait until Qin Huairu reports to the steel mill and see how the factory leaders arrange it."
Early the next morning,
He Yuzhu was still lying on the kang when he heard a heart-wrenching cry coming from the yard.
Then I felt Lou Xiao'e, who was lying next to me, climb up from the kang, then retreat and advance a few times.
"Zhu Zi, wake up. Hurry up and get up. I'm afraid that Yida Ye and the others are getting ready to leave now. We have to go and see them off."
"what time is it?"
He Yuzhu opened his eyes, climbed up from the kang, and subconsciously asked the time.
Then Lou Xiaoe picked up her watch from the edge of the kang and looked at it.
"5:20."
The couple packed up and went to the middle courtyard. As expected, they saw Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, He Daqing and the neighbors in the courtyard who were going to see him off standing outside the mourning shed.
Even Xu Damao, Yan Jiecheng and others who were not assigned any tasks were standing at the door of the main room and watching.
Inside the mourning shed, Qin Huairu, Bang Geng and Jia Zhang were crying more sadly than each other.
Compared with the funeral of Lao Jia more than 10 years ago,
At this time, there was no ceremony for carrying Jia Dongxu out of the house, and no taboos were observed. Basically, they just gathered everyone together and carried him away.
When the cries of the Jia family of three faded away, only some gossipy neighbors were left in the courtyard.
After chatting about gossip and having breakfast, He Yuzhu was about to go out to work when Chief Zhang from the police station walked into the courtyard with the Qin family members who had been released.
Seeing this scene, He Yuzhu, who was pushing his bicycle, couldn't help but ask curiously,
"Chief Zhang, what are you doing?" Chief Zhang thought He Yuzhu was asking why the Qin family was released right away, instead of being detained for two more days.
So he scratched his head a little embarrassedly and complained.
"Captain He, you don't know. Aunt Zhang's relatives are really big eaters. They kept complaining about being hungry last night. We at the police station can't afford to feed them.
Besides, what they committed was not a serious crime, so they were released.
By the way, where are Aunt Zhang and Dongxi's wife?
Let them come out and take the people away quickly."
In fact, He Yuzhu had no intention of interrogating this matter. It was Qin Huairu's family affair anyway, and he, as an outsider, didn't intend to offend others.
Then he pointed in the direction of the gate.
"Aunt Zhang, Dongxu's sister-in-law and my father have gone to the crematorium together. They probably won't be back for a while.
Why don't you go ask Uncle Yan what to do? I have to go to work. If I delay any longer, I'll be late."
"Okay, Captain He, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go find Teacher Yan right away."
……
When He Yuzhu got off work in the afternoon and returned to the courtyard, he saw Aunt Yan from the opposite door waving at him mysteriously.
"Zhu Zi, come here!"
Seeing her like this, He Yuzhu walked forward with some doubts and asked in a low voice,
"What's going on, Aunt Yan? You're being so mysterious."
Then she pointed in the direction of the middle courtyard and said, "You may not know this, but Qin Huairu has cut off contact with her family members."
"This isn't big news, it's just a matter of time!"
"Hey, I'm just afraid that you don't know."
"Okay, thank you Aunt Yan. Are you okay? If you are, I will go back. I have to go to the backyard to look after the children."
"Go back, go back, I'm fine."
When they came to the backyard, Lou Xiao'e and the deaf old lady were also talking about Qin Huairu. He Yuzhu smiled and asked, remembering that the door of the Jia family was closed when he came here just now.
"Grandma, Xiao'e, where did Aunt Zhang and her family go? Why is there no one at home?"
"Where can I go?
After burying Jia Dongxu in the morning and having lunch, I took Xiao Dang to the steel mill.
Xiao'e and I were just talking about this. I guess they went to the factory to complain and try to find a better job for Qin Huairu."
As soon as the deaf old lady said this, she looked at He Yuzhu curiously and asked,
"Zhu Zi, do you think Xiao Zhang and Dong Xu's wife can succeed?"
Hearing the deaf old lady's question and seeing Lou Xiao'e looking at him, He Yuzhu shook his head without thinking.
"How can this be,
Aunt Zhang and the others complained about what?
The minimum living standard in Beijing is 5 yuan per person per month, and the average monthly wage of workers is 30 yuan.
Even if Dongxu's wife works as an apprentice in a workshop, she can get 18 yuan a month as an apprentice salary. Adding Jia Dongxu's seniority salary, she can get at least 30 yuan a month.
Not only has it caught up with the average wage, it has also exceeded the poverty line set out above.
What's wrong with their family?
Believe it or not, if the leaders of the steel mill give Qin Huairu preferential treatment today, the whole factory will explode tomorrow!"
(End of this chapter)