When Grandma Wu heard the commotion outside, she was completely speechless. These people might not be good at anything else, but they were certainly good at making up stories.

She encouraged Huang Xiaofu to pursue Miao Fengying again, hoping to make him face reality and give up on the idea completely.

Otherwise, if we take chances, there is a risk that the problem may resurface.

Grandma Wu unconsciously touched the pattern on the inside of her wrist until dawn.

When Grandma Wu went out, everyone who was supposed to leave had already left. Looking at Huang Mancang, who was standing in front of the door with a look of joy as he saw her off, she felt an itch in her palm. No, why does this guy look so annoying?

The moment she stepped out the door, she felt refreshed. Huang Mancang covered his arm and looked at her back with a wronged expression.

Why would you pinch him for no reason?

Huang Xiaoqiang had been waiting for Grandma Wu. Seeing that she was about to leave, he hurriedly grabbed his schoolbag and chased after her, calling out, "Mom, wait for me!"

Grandma Wu walked with her usual pace, full of morning energy. After running only a few steps, Huang Xiaoqiang's forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Looking enviously at Grandma Wu's refreshed appearance, Huang Xiaoqiang nodded shyly and casually told her some interesting stories from school.

Grandma Wu's expression was indifferent, but she gave the impression that she was listening attentively to what was being said.

Seeing that she was listening with great interest, Huang Xiaoqiang started talking about the biggest thing that had happened at the school recently.

"Recently, the teachers have been calling on students to go to the countryside, saying that it's a kind of 'educated youth going up the mountain and down to the countryside' to carry out reconstruction."

Grandma Wu paused, and Huang Xiaoqiang was slightly taken aback. "Mom?"

"Oh, it's nothing, please continue."

Huang Xiaoqiang didn't take it seriously and continued talking about some interesting things his classmates discussed in class and during breaks.

Grandma Wu mentally slapped her forehead, realizing how she had forgotten this. Now, there was still room for choice when going to the countryside, but later on, once someone decided where you were, you had to go.

"Mom, I don't want to be sent to the countryside as part of the 'sent-down youth' movement."

Huang Xiaoqiang suddenly stopped, his lips pursed. "I've heard from my classmates that the only ways to escape this rural assignment are to join the army or drop out of school."

Only now did he understand why Grandma Wu wanted him to drop out of school...

It's my own fault for not being able to understand Old Lady Wu's good intentions.

"Mom, I didn't understand your good intentions. If you had asked me to drop out of school back then, I would have agreed. At that time, I would have had a chance to escape. As for now..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Lady Wu knew that it was no longer possible to escape by joining the army or dropping out of school.

However... that's not what she thought at the time, you've really misunderstood...

Grandma Wu cleared her throat. "Let's go to school first, and then discuss it as a family when we get back tonight."

Huang Xiaoqiang nodded silently and parted ways with Old Lady Wu at the intersection.

Grandma Wu watched his somber figure, then turned and walked towards the textile factory.

As soon as she entered the textile factory gate, Old Mrs. Wu sensed something was wrong.

People who used to chat and laugh with her now have stiff lips and don't even open them when they see her today.

What's going on?

Even after walking a distance, she could still feel the gaze on her back. But when Old Lady Wu turned around, that piercing gaze seemed to vanish without a trace.

Old Mrs. Wu frowned slightly and slowly stepped into Workshop 3. The forty-nine people present only stood up sparsely when they saw her today. Although everyone was there, their spirits were low and listless.

No, perhaps it's not laziness, but indifference.

They acted this way because they didn't respect her as the director.

"What's wrong with me today? I didn't sleep well last night?"

Wang Daya scoffed, and before anyone else could speak, she said, "Sleep well? We probably don't sleep as soundly as Director Wu..."

"Getting promoted to the position of director is easier than getting dressed."

Old Mrs. Wu's eyes flashed, and suddenly a smile appeared on her lips. "Since Comrade Wang Daya talks so much and her voice is so loud, she must be in better spirits than me. In that case, the big share today will be yours."

What!

Wang Daya glared at him, crossed her arms, and stepped forward, saying, "You don't even know how you got this director position, so what gives you the right to order me around!"

"Really? At least I'm still in this position, aren't I? Since I'm still here, you have to listen to me..."

"you!"

Wang Daya snorted angrily, then snorted and said nothing more.

Old Mrs. Wu's eyes turned cold instantly as she swept her gaze over the crowd in front of her. "I don't know what's wrong with you all today, but no matter what... you can't delay the factory's progress."

"We all rely on this factory for our livelihood. If something so trivial happens and it affects your jobs, that wouldn't be good... Don't you all agree?"

Grandma Wu wasn't exaggerating. Textile factories only operate when they receive business and orders; otherwise, where would the profits come from?

Are they supported by the state?

How many factories are there across the country? Are they all supported by the state?

The female workers, who had initially been lounging around and ignoring Old Lady Wu, suddenly became serious. They were all veterans in the factory and understood that what Old Lady Wu said was true.

Having grasped the key point, everyone became serious and got up to begin their busy day according to the established plan.

When Wang Daya saw that Old Lady Wu had taken away the fruits of her hard work from the previous night with just a few words, she was so angry that she glared at Old Lady Wu with sharp eyes.

Grandma Wu didn't care, but casually said, "Today, the main thing is Comrade Wang Daya. If she doesn't finish her work on time, I won't be able to get the benefits for everyone at the end of this month."

Upon hearing this, the female workers who had just been in cahoots with her instantly surrounded her, saying, "Da Ya, hurry up and get to work, or it will affect our benefits this month."

"that is."

"The benefits at the end of this month are quite substantial. If Director Wu can help us apply for them, I can send more things to my mother in the countryside."

"That's right, that's right."

Wang Daya's eyes narrowed with rage. "You! You've all forgotten yesterday... Waaah!"

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was covered tightly, and not a single word could be uttered.

Wang Daya glared angrily at the group of traitors in front of her. "You bunch of traitors, didn't you say you were going to work together to bring Old Lady Wu down from her position as director?"

How could you do this!

Perhaps it was because Wang Daya's eyes were so vivid that even if she didn't say a word, everyone could read what she was saying from her wide eyes.

Old Mrs. Wu gave a silent, cold laugh, her mocking gaze landing squarely on Wang Daya's eyes.

Enraged, Wang Daya launched another attack, but before she could move, she was restrained tightly.

Wang Daya was not released until Old Lady Wu left the workshop.

They only let Wang Daya go after they were sure that Old Lady Wu had gone far away.

"Alright, we can't fight city hall. Let's just leave these eggs alone and not try to fight her."