Transmigrated to the 70s: Starting as a Textile Worker

Gu Chun, a graduate of a prestigious university and a designer at a top apparel company, died unexpectedly during a bus robbery. She transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old girl, also named G...

Chapter 51 Aunt Qian

"This Li Junhui is not a good match." The old lady shook her head and said slowly.

Huang Xiuxiu was in a hurry to speak, but Gu Chun patted her to stop her.

"Grandma, what do you mean?"

The old lady thought for a moment and said, "He has three sisters in his family and he's the only son. With the support of his sisters, he should be able to live well."

"But his parents are unemployed. The whole family depends on his salary as a temporary worker..."

Huang Xiuxiu's eyes widened: "What do you mean temporary? Isn't he a regular employee?"

Gu Chun looked at her: "Did he tell you that he was a regular employee?"

"It seems not, but I mentioned whether his salary was 30, and he didn't say no."

In this era, people actually have a general understanding of other people's salaries.

Temporary workers' wages are less than 20,

Apprentices, like Gu Chun, who just joined the factory, are 25 years old.

Regular workers, such as Huang Xiuxiu, are around 30 years old.

If someone like Gu Chun were to get a job in an office, his salary would be a little higher.

So Li Junhui supported a family of three with a salary of just over ten yuan?

The old lady shook her head. "His father got into a fight a few years ago and broke his leg. Now he's paralyzed in bed. He has to take medicine every month."

"And then..."

The old lady frowned and found it difficult to speak.

"Grandma, it's okay, just tell me what's going on."

"He has a cousin at home who they say is his mother's niece, but we don't see her. She looks more like his wife."

Huang Xiuxiu covered her mouth in disbelief.

The two thanked the old lady and came out. Huang Xiuxiu was still in a daze. Gu Chun poked her: "Xiu, stop staring blankly. Why don't we go to his house and take a look?"

Huang Xiuxiu nodded, and followed Gu Chun with somewhat stiff limbs to the door of Li Junhui's house.

They didn't knock on the door, but stood outside the yard and watched for a while.

A woman came from the other end and entered the yard.

Gu Chun rolled his eyes, took out the scarf, hat and glasses he had prepared, dressed up, left Huang Xiuxiu outside, and went in himself.

She had just asked the old lady, and found out that the most gossipy person in this yard was Li Junhui's neighbor, Aunt Qian.

When I opened the door to the yard, I saw a few middle-aged women sitting at the door gossiping.

Seeing her look, the leading aunt asked, "Girl, who are you looking for?"

Gu Chun smiled sweetly: "Auntie, I came to see our relative, her last name is Qian."

"You looking for me?"

Gu Chun thought, I guessed right, the leader of these nagging aunts is indeed Aunt Qian.

"Oh, you are Aunt Qian? I am the daughter of your cousin's in-law's eldest uncle's sister-in-law. I should call you Aunt. I came here to do some business and came to see you."

Another auntie asked, "Old Qian, who is this relative of yours?"

Gu Chun took out a handful of candy and shared it with several aunts: "Hello, aunts, Aunt Qian is my great aunt. This candy is for you to sweeten your mouths, and thank you for taking care of my great aunt."

The aunties were stunned by the sugar-coated bullets and quickly took the candy: "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, kid, why are you being so polite? Come on, sit down."

Gu Chun was pulled to sit down by the enthusiastic aunt. Aunt Qian's chest was puffed up. This relative made her very proud.

Although she couldn't remember who the relative was at all?

But everyone has taken advantage of it, even if they are not relatives!

Aunt Qian asked, "Girl, where are you from?"

Gu Chun took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and gave it to her: "Aunt, my family is from the north city. I came here to buy things and came to see you by the way."

"What are you guys talking about? Keep talking. I won't disturb you. I'll sit with you for a while and then I'll go back."

He took out all the remaining melon seeds in his pocket and distributed them to the aunties.

At this moment, I heard someone throwing something in a room.

Aunt Qian’s gossip factor came online: “Hey, the Li family has started again.”

"That's right. Ever since he became paralyzed in bed, he's been throwing things around and throwing tantrums every day. The Li family is quite tolerant of him."

Aunt Qian said in an inscrutable way: "It's not the Li family who can tolerate it, it's their niece who takes care of Old Li every day."

"I saw my niece vomit last night. Could she be pregnant?"

Gu Chun pretended to be surprised and asked, "Aunt, who are you talking about? The sister just now? Is she marrying into the Li family?"

Aunt Qian immediately explained: "She is not married. She is said to be their niece, but in fact she is the daughter of Old Li's son."

After saying this, he was afraid that a little girl like Gu Chun wouldn't understand: "She's not married, she's with the son of the Li family. You little girls, don't learn from her."

Gu Chun nodded, thinking that although Aunt Qian was gossipy, she had a good heart.

"Then why don't they get married?"

An old lady quickly took over the conversation: "Their family is still counting on Li Junhui to marry a rich wife to help them."

Aunt Qian nodded: "That's right, otherwise you would say their family is full of evil intentions. They want this woman to serve them at home, and they want to marry a new daughter-in-law to suck their blood."

Gu Chun covered his mouth and said, "Oh my god, that's too bad. But if the new wife knew about it, wouldn't it be over?"

Aunt Qian sneered, "So that's why they say there's no good person in their family. They tell everyone she's their niece. But once she gets married and consummates the marriage, she won't be able to escape, right?"

"I heard that Li Junhui is on a blind date, specifically looking for girls from well-off families."

"That Xiao Li looks like a pretty boy. To be honest, I just don't like men like that.

I can’t carry anything on my shoulders or hands. I’m the boss at home, relying on my sisters for support.”

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