After finishing the college entrance examination, Su Yuhe became a vegetative state because she saved a cat. After lying there for a year, she time-traveled and became Su He from Nanshan Village, w...
The next morning, Su He got up very early.
First, following the original owner's memory, he practiced a set of boxing moves in the courtyard. After warming up, he told Grandma Su about his plans.
Grandma Su frowned upon hearing this and advised, "Heya, don't rush into finding a job. I'll have your village headman inquire about it today. How are you going to find one on your own without any prior knowledge?"
Some time ago, Grandma Su noticed that Su He was anxious, so she let her go look for it herself, but she didn't have much hope. In fact, she didn't find it.
I thought I had given up after so long, but I didn't expect that I was still thinking about it.
I didn't want her to cause any more trouble right now, but I was also afraid that saying too much would hurt her self-esteem.
So they suggested another method. The village chief of Nanshan Village was also surnamed Su, and he was related to Old Man Su by five degrees of kinship, and was even older than Uncle Su.
He inherited the position of village chief from his father, and he did a good job after taking over.
Moreover, the village chief and his son used their connections accumulated over the years to find a stable job for their eldest son a few years ago; he currently works at the town's grain depot.
He married a woman from a well-off family; her father was a commune cadre, and his wife also worked at the commune's primary school.
When Grandma Su mentioned asking the village chief for help, she meant she wanted his son's help, since he was the only promising one in the village.
But Su He knew it would be difficult. She still remembered the cousin of the village chief, Su Zhihe. The original owner and he were among the few educated people in the village, and they could still exchange a few words.
Su Zhihe is a good person, but he has a mild personality and doesn't say much at home. His wife has a strong personality, and given her family's high status, she probably won't be able to speak up even more.
That's true. Over the years since Su Zhihe got married, many people have asked him for help, but none of them have succeeded. Even his own younger siblings are still working in the village.
So her sister, who is several generations removed from her family, probably has even less of a chance.
Grandma Su wasn't unaware of these things, but she still held onto a sliver of hope. After all, her son Su He was a high school student and a good student; what if it worked out?
Su He guessed that she thought the same thing, but she also knew that the chances were slim.
So she said, "If Zhihe could do it, he probably would have helped Zhiyong a long time ago. Grandma, please let me try. We can't put all our hopes on Zhihe."
Grandma Su knew she was stubborn and probably wouldn't listen to reason. Although she wanted to give in, she still said, "Can you compare yourself to Zhiyong? He didn't even finish elementary school, while you're a high school student!"
However, he sighed at the end, "Alright, go if you want, but the city is not stable these days, so be careful when you go out."
Hearing this, Su He finally smiled, "I understand, Grandma!"
During the meal, Grandma Su mentioned that Su He was going to the capital and asked Grandpa Su to help her get a letter of introduction before going to work.
The others didn't say anything, after all, Old Mrs. Su always had her word, and since she had agreed, what others said was useless.
The younger generation looked at Su He with envy after hearing this, since they rarely even went to the town, let alone the county, much less the capital.
But there's no use in being envious; they can't go anyway.
Su He smiled helplessly upon seeing this, but didn't say anything, since she couldn't change anything anyway.
However, she refused Grandma Su's offer. "No need, Grandma, I can get the letter of introduction myself."
Grandma Su didn't insist after hearing this.