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 9 Report

The next morning, Gu Chun woke up at 7 o'clock and rushed to work at 7:30.

The children were all up too. They hadn't been to school for several days. Worried that they wouldn't be able to keep up with their studies, the two older children read until very late last night.

In fact, education was not valued in that era. Most of the time in school was spent participating in labor education, and sometimes we would go to the rural areas in the suburbs to do some farm work.

Gu Chun felt that based on the two children's intelligence, they should not be unable to keep up with the learning progress.

But she knew that the college entrance examination would be resumed in a few years, so she had to study harder now so that she could be admitted to university in the future.

I won’t stop the children from studying. As long as it doesn’t affect their health, I’ll let them do it.

With sensible younger brothers and sisters, Gu Chunqi has prepared breakfast and can go to work directly after eating.

While she was eating breakfast, Gu Xia and Gu Qiu were feeding Xiao Zhuzi.

When going out, Gu Chun just picked up the child who had eaten and drunk enough and left. He had to report to the unit today and asked about child care.

Most of the residents of the compound are employees of nearby factories. As soon as you open the door, you can see your neighbors going to work. Smoke is floating in the air from every household, mixed with the sound of family conversations, children fighting, and parents scolding.

All this was new to Gu Chun.

"Chun, are you going to work today?" an enthusiastic lady asked.

"Yes, Auntie, I'm going to report today. Please sit down, I'll leave first." Gu Chun also greeted people enthusiastically.

"This girl used to be so good at talking that she couldn't even say a word. Now she's really good at talking."

The aunt's daughter-in-law shook her head and said, "Children of poor families have to grow up early. There's nothing we can do about it."

There are some things that even if you don't explain, someone will use their imagination to make up for it for you. Gu Chun, who is well aware of this, ignored the gossip and walked briskly into the textile factory.

The distance from the slum to the textile factory is very close. You only need to cross a street to get there, which is a five-minute walk.

The security guards at the textile factory all knew Gu Chun, so she walked into the factory director's office without any obstruction.

I knocked on the door and went in when I heard the factory manager's voice.

"Director, good morning. I'm here to report in today." Gu Chun walked into the office holding the child.

The factory manager saw that Gu Chun was still holding the child and quickly said:

"Comrade Gu Chun is here, and the work has been arranged. You will report to the first workshop later. Your younger brother can be left there for custody, and the workshop manager will take you there later. You can take him away after get off work."

"Hey, thank you, Director. I was just about to ask you about the custody matter. Then I'll go to the workshop to find the person in charge first." Gu Chun turned around and was about to leave.

Director Liu remembered something and quickly stopped her. "Comrade Gu Chun, there's something else. I've inquired about your father's job for you. A relative of a factory leader wants to buy it. The asking price is 600 yuan. Do you think it's a good deal?"

Gu Chun also expected 500 to 600 yuan. When she heard the price, she knew the factory manager hadn't cheated her, so she nodded.

"No problem, Director. I agree to sell it to him. When do you think it would be a good time to complete the formalities?"

Seeing Gu Chun so calm about the money, Director Liu thought she was very generous.

"Then I'll tell him to come over this afternoon and handle your employment formalities."

Speaking of procedures, Gu Chun thought of Xiaobao's household registration.

"Director, can you give me a certificate? I want to register this little guy, and I've already picked a name."

"Sure, what did you name Xiaobao?"