(1970s-80s, slapping faces, daily life, getting rich, raising kids) Wang Yuqing died from overwork and transmigrated to the late 1970s into a family of seven, becoming the family's保姆 (nanny/mai...
Chapter 135 Wang Yuqing confronts her boss He Guangliang
Hua Gui gritted her teeth, but smiled and said, "Auntie, don't be angry. It was indeed my fault."
Wang Shuo, standing nearby, said, "This isn't something that can be solved with a simple apology; there has to be compensation. Oh, so they ate your snails and got diarrhea for nothing, suffering like that?"
Wang Yuqing chimed in, "Comrade Wang Shuo, why are you even more anxious than the Women's Director? She must know that compensation is required."
Hua Gui smiled insincerely and turned to look at He Guangliang. He Guangliang said in a cold, hard voice, "What are you looking at me for? Go and bring out the grain from the house."
Hua Gui was furious. She yelled at Yang Hui beside her, "What are you standing there for? You're like a block of wood. Hurry up and go back to the house and bring out the grain. You can't even do one thing right. I asked you to wash snails, and you couldn't even wash them properly."
He Ruhua shoved Yang Hui: "Aren't you going? Are you deaf?"
Yang Hui lowered his head and remained silent before turning and going into the house.
Wang Yuqing and Tang Wan couldn't bear to watch, but since it had nothing to do with them, they could only sigh that such a good person as Teacher Yang had to visit relatives with this family.
Yang Hui carried out a bag of grain. He had a good temper and a gentle attitude: "Everyone, come here and I'll distribute it to you."
Hua Gui shoved him aside: "Get out of the way! Who asked you to divide it? Do you even know how to divide it?"
Yang Hui tripped over the threshold and almost fell. He stood to the side with an awkward smile on his face.
Lei Yongxia whispered in Wang Yuqing's ear, "Poor Teacher Yang, he even married into the family."
Yang Hui naturally heard these words. His face instantly turned deathly pale, and he lowered his head, his whole body trembling slightly.
As a result, Hua Gui worked hard for several days but didn't earn a penny. Not only did she have to take out the money she had put in her pocket, but she also lost a lot of grain, and her reputation and face were ruined.
Her heart was bleeding. Seeing everyone holding their own food, she wished she could rush up and snatch it back.
Wang Yuqing then led everyone to the homes of Yuan Fang, Liu Li, Shi Feng, and Qian Juan. They basically caught snails on the spot; each yard had several large basins of snails, which were not only filthy but also contained many other snails.
They apologized and offered compensation, just like Hua Gui.
Qian Juan didn't compensate for the grain; at most, she gave some money back to the patient's family because there was only one pot of snails in her yard, which was clean and there were no other snails.
Qian Juan was dumbfounded.
Her husband, Zhao Si, squatted at the doorway, a shrewd smile on his face.
Yuan Fang, Liu Li, and Shi Feng were quite indignant and immediately got into a big argument with Qian Juan, which made a fool of themselves.
Wang Yuqing sighed, "What fake sisters!"
Yuan Fang also implicated Chen E's daughter-in-law, Feng Chunxia, who wasn't present this time. Fortunately, Feng Chunxia had some conscience; she cleaned the snails thoroughly and there were no other snails left.
Originally, everyone thought the matter was over, but the old Party Secretary was furious. He demanded that Hua Gui and the others go to the broadcasting room and issue an apology, since they had embarrassed the entire brigade.
The group of people lowered their heads and reluctantly went to the broadcasting room, each stammering an apology.
After the excitement was over and everyone dispersed, Wang Yuqing asked Ji Xuening, "Are you going home?"
Ji Xuening said, "We still have to patrol and check the night watch. You go back first."
Wang Shuo thought Tang Wan would also come up and ask him, but Tang Wan just walked up to him with no expression on her face: "When you go home, knock on the door quietly. My mother-in-law said you're going to break the door."
Wang Shuo: "..."
Wang Yuqing chuckled and was about to turn around and go back when she heard He Guangliang say in the broadcasting room that from now on, no one in the brigade is allowed to sell snails.
Tang Wan's face turned cold, displeased: "Why should I? What does it have to do with you if they get into trouble selling snails?"
Wang Shuo quickly said, "That's right, why? Comrade Tang Wan's words make perfect sense!"
Tang Wan glanced at Wang Shuo, who chuckled at her. He was supposed to chuckle softly, but the sound that came out was like a cow mooing.
Ji Xuening asked Wang Yuqing, "Are you still planning to sell?"
Wang Yuqing replied, "Why not sell?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Xuening turned around and rushed to the broadcasting room.
Wang Yuqing, Tang Wan, and Wang Shuo quickly followed.
Ji Xuening questioned He Guangliang: "Director, this matter has nothing to do with Wang Yuqing. If there's a problem with their snails, why are you prohibiting Wang Yuqing from selling them?"
He Guangliang said with a stern face, "This matter has blown up so big, don't you feel ashamed?"
Ji Xuening also had a stern face: "They are the ones who are shameful, not us!"
He Guangliang was trembling with anger, but he was also quite guilty. He changed his tone and said, "Comrade Wang Yuqing, your household registration has already been registered in our brigade. In principle, you should have been working with the collective long ago. After all, these days, apart from a few lazybones, no one would refuse to work."
"You're here just in time. Come back to the office with me to register. Tomorrow, your production team leader will arrange for you to work with the others and earn work points."
“We all rely on work points to make a living, so stop thinking about running around setting up stalls every day. We’re a team, and to put it bluntly, what you’re doing is speculation.”
Wang Yuqing sneered: "Director, you're a cadre, and your ideological awareness is higher than that of ordinary people like us. Don't you know that only selling grain and regulated products is considered speculation? You're just arbitrarily labeling me. Of course, if you can't even distinguish between 'speculation and profiteering,' what kind of director are you?"
He Guangliang was speechless and his face turned ugly. He didn't expect that the ignorant woman in front of him would be so eloquent and knowledgeable.
He said, "Then what you're doing is also considered neglecting your duties, like a fugitive. Everyone is abandoning farming to do business with you, and the labor force is going out on its own. Who will do the production? You're not participating in production, but you still have elderly people and three children at home. You have to think about them."
Ji Xuening frowned and said, "Director, more than a month ago, you forbade her from working in the fields with the collective."
He Guangliang said, "That's because her household registration wasn't in our brigade at that time, so I had to follow the rules."
Wang Yuqing said, "Director, you wouldn't let me work with the collective before, weren't you afraid I'd starve to death? Now that I've found a way to make money, you won't let me go out. And now you're asking me who will do the production? You even called me a vagrant who doesn't do his job properly. How can you, a director, be so petty?"
"Besides, you're such a hypocrite. A few days ago, your wife and daughter were all envious of how much money I made selling snails. They even took leave to go out and sell snails. I didn't say that they were not doing their jobs properly or that they were vagrants. I didn't even see you worrying about who would take care of production. Our production team leader was so anxious, but you just turned a blind eye and said that it was good for everyone if the members of the commune became rich."
"So now that your wife got into trouble selling snails and people came to the brigade headquarters, you're suddenly banning the sale of snails? I didn't get into trouble selling snails!"
"Everyone knows what you're thinking, you just can't stand me making money."
She didn't mince words and directly confronted He Guangliang, leaving him with a livid face and bulging veins on his forehead.
He usually had the final say in the brigade, and no one would contradict him. However, Wang Yuqing and Ji Xuening were different. In particular, Wang Yuqing was different from those ignorant women; she was eloquent and persuasive.
Wang Yuqing added, "Call me a fugitive or whatever, I don't eat a single grain of rice from the brigade. I earn my own food. My family members didn't eat the brigade's food for nothing either; they ate the food that Ji Xuening earned."
"It's as if you distribute grain every year, giving the children and their grandmothers a per capita ration."
This made He Guangliang a little embarrassed. According to national regulations, everyone should have their own share of grain rations, but he didn't include the children and elderly in the Ji family's grain rations.
The words "per capita ration" made He Guangliang feel inexplicably uneasy. He said angrily, "I am the director of the brigade. My rule is that only those who work will get food. Except for the elderly who are on welfare and the families of martyrs, no one else gets per capita ration."