Chapter 601

Huang Cuilan didn't know what her father-in-law was thinking, but when she learned about the qualifications of the fine editors from the comments of her colleagues, her mind went blank with a bang.

The crowd of onlookers was still talking there. Everyone has different expressions, some are rejoicing, some are gloating, some are ashen-faced, and even more are panic-stricken.

This news is undoubtedly a thunder that broke the peace of the past. First, there was a burst of discussion in every corner of the textile factory. Even if the quota has not been confirmed, everyone knows that it will be a matter of time.

It's about the future, it's about a family, and no one can calm down. Many temporary workers contacted everywhere, no one took the lead, and soon waves of people ran to the union.

At this time, you can see how many employees there are in the county textile factory. It is densely packed, and there are also some people who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal.

As the chairman of the labor union, Aunt Zuo had expected this to happen as soon as the document was released, so she hurriedly sent someone to invite the factory director and various leaders.

She walked out the door by herself, looked at them with a frown, and asked loudly, "Where is the workshop director?"

It's a pity that it's useless to answer alone. Maybe someone answered and was drowned by the noise in the crowd. She could only hear bursts of crying.

Do you sympathize? Aunt Zuo must be sympathetic! But she can't show it yet. She understands better than anyone else that there is no room for maneuver in this matter, and at most she can only help everyone fight for welfare.

The number of employees in a factory has long exceeded the quota, especially in the steel training area, which has recruited too many temporary workers, and now it is unable to make ends meet, and layoffs are already underway.

Huang Cuilan followed the crowd to a nearby place, but she couldn't find Zhang Meili, the eldest sister who was in the labor union. She wanted to ask her elder sister if there was anything else she could think of. What if she loses her job?

Distraughtly, she looked at the old women with sniveling noses and tears, the lovely and pitiful little girls, and the leaders who came from afar.

"...The factory is very difficult now, and the benefits will improve in the future. When we recruit people, we will still select from your group first... Let's leave... Go to work first in the morning..."

"Now it's not just our factory, it's the same when you go to the county to see other factories...the detailed rules and specific list...posted on the blackboard newspaper..."

"..."

Huang Cuilan backed out of the crowd with her crumbling body, stood in deep thought, thinking of her sister-in-law Lin Juhua who was in the same situation, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she ran to the kitchen as fast as if she had been injected with chicken blood...

Sweat dripped from Lin Juhua's face in the big cafeteria, she wiped it off with a towel hanging around her neck, and continued to knead the big lump of dough in front of her eyes.

"Chrysanthemum, your sister-in-law is looking for you. Do you want to go out? I think she might come from the trade union. I said you are really stable, why don't you go over there and have a look?"

Lin Juhua smiled, "Being a monk hits the clock for a day. If I really want to get the documents down, how can I hold on? I just can't bear you."

The aunt boasted happily: "That's a good idea. We've all discussed it. We'll rest later. Everyone should go to the leader to intercede for you anyway."

An aunt who was washing vegetables next to her also said immediately: "Yes, don't worry. Several master chefs are reluctant to let you go. It will definitely be effective if we go."

Lin Juhua laughed happily, "Whether it's a success or not, I'd like to thank you first. To be honest, the kitchen work is the most tiring, but with you here, I really don't want to leave."

"Then don't go, let's go together, why don't we save face?"

Lin Juhua hurriedly pulled Auntie, and said with a smile: "Don't say that. I heard from my man that this is the rule of the superior, so don't make it difficult for the leader. I accept your wishes, just remember to play with me in the future."

"Okay, we know what to do. Go wash your hands and see what your sister-in-law says."

Lin Juhua looked at the work in hand, smiled at them, and ran out quickly. The time is not very busy. Usually she really doesn't like to leave.

"This kid works neatly, it's a pity to leave."

"Who says no, we're even busier now that she's gone. It's hard to get along, what do you think is all this?"

"There are so many people leaving the factory at once, and there are fewer people eating, so what are you busy with..."

Lin Juhua listened to their conversation, smiled, and ran out quickly.

"Chrysanthemum, why did you come out? The sky is falling, what are you busy with?"

Lin Juhua hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her to a remote place, "Sister-in-law, the sky won't fall. Take your time and speak slowly."

Huang Cuilan opened her mouth. If she really wanted to talk, she didn't know where to start. After a while, she sighed, squatted down, and said in a low voice, "Do you think it's useful for me to go find Aunt Zuo and Eldest Sister?" ?”

Lin Juhua squatted down with her, and whispered back to her, "Don't think about finding someone, you will make things difficult for them if you go to them. If you think about leaving you alone, will thousands of other people agree?"

"Then what do you say?"

"Cold salad!" After Lin Juhua finished speaking, she patted her. "Without this job, we still have food supplies. All the yards in the village and the city are planted with coarse grains. It's not much worse to find some manual work."

Huang Cuilan looked at her suspiciously, "You don't intend to comfort me, do you? Are you ashamed to go to the village and make people laugh at us for not having a job?"

Lin Juhua frowned and said: "We support the policy, and we are not fired for doing bad things. However, I am really worried. Forget it, if people say it, I can still lose a piece of meat."

After finishing speaking, she looked around furiously, and said in a low voice, "If it wasn't for more rations, I really don't want to do it anymore. I get up early and work late every day, and I can't even have a good chat with the child's father. I will help you People who sew clothes have a lot of these wages. Look at how tired you are."

Huang Cuilan looked at her outstretched hands. It really is! I can eat enough in the kitchen, but my hands suffer from chilblain in winter, and prickly heat in summer is even more difficult.

After hearing these words, she felt much calmer. If it wasn't for more food and wages, I really don't want to work hard every day.

However, she thought of her man, her shoulders collapsed, and she said with a mournful face, "If I don't have a job, how will your elder brother support four children?"

Lin Juhua glanced at her lowered head, a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes. Do you really think that you don't know that your salary has never entered the house? When did the eldest brother not bear the expenses alone?

Then she thought of her natal family and several older sisters, and secretly sighed. Alas... I am similar to her, and I am not qualified to laugh at others.

"Chrysanthemum, you still get paid if you don't go to work, but I can only rely on your elder brother. Sigh...he is in the provincial capital, and I don't even have anyone to discuss it with, so I don't know what he will think?"

"Is there anything to discuss? You tell him, it's not to make him feel more uneasy when he's out of town. Let's see. We didn't worry about working in the village a few years ago. Can it be worse than that now?"

"You do not understand……"

Will Lin Juhua not understand? She understands better than anyone else, what will happen to a woman without a job depends on the man's face! However, her man told her last night that if you don't do it, you don't do it, and he supports the family. So she doesn't worry!

Marrying a man to dress and eat is a matter of course. As long as he doesn't move things to his mother's house, how dare her man not raise his wife? Dry him to death!