April in the south is worthy of what is described in the poem.
Outside the window are mountains, mist and rain, and green pines struggling to hold up the sky. One can hear the sound of the years spinning eagerly.
In April in the north, the sun overhead is not hot, and the wind blowing on the face is not so biting either. The grass sprouts slowly, and you can see small bulging buds on the tree trunks, but no green. You can't take off your tight cotton sweaters and trousers, and you have to wear a thick coat on the outside to withstand the late spring cold.
Qin Taoxian was wearing a grey cloth shirt that didn't fit her well, with big shoulders and long sleeves, which was tight everywhere. Standing in the grey yard, only her face, which had lost its moisture and brightness, looked pitiful and gentle.
"Chengda...we are not young anymore. We each have our own destiny. You should take care of yourself first."
Xiao Chengda's old eyes were particularly moved.
They have been married for almost 30 years, and his excitement for marriage has long faded away in the daily life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.
But just now, he felt that his love was rekindled.
But he did not feel ashamed. A gentleman judges actions, not intentions. Gu Xiufang did not make any random suspicions, and he did not think too much before the fight.
"Taoxian, don't say that. You are a good woman. You have done nothing wrong to anyone. It's just that others are petty and make false assumptions. Anyone can leave, but they can't sacrifice you."
"Stay here and don't let your mind wander. I'm going back to work and will show Wanqing her work."
Fearing that his whereabouts would be exposed, Xiao Chengda did not dare to stay for long and left after saying this.
"Engineer Xiao didn't stay long this time, about ten minutes." Xiao Chen reported to Xiao Shuisheng.
Xiao Shuisheng's jawline was tightly clenched: "Go contact the nearby units and tell them that no one can hire Huang Wanqing and Qin Taoxian to work there." There are no more than 20 factories in the county, so it doesn't hurt to tell them all.
Xiao Chen nodded: "Okay."
"I will use your professor's objection to backdoor dealings as an excuse to discuss this matter."
Sometimes it is difficult for the factory to refuse backdoor requests. Xiao Shuisheng's intervention not only solved the factory leaders' worries, but also established a good image for himself.
Xiao Chengda returned to the research institute from Qin Taoxian and immediately arranged a job for her. He first found a winery. The work at the winery was not very busy, the salary was good, and there were many holiday benefits.
"Hey! Manager Wang, are you busy lately? I'm Xiao Chengda from the Pharmaceutical Research Institute. We met last time. My son is Xiao Shuisheng. Yes, yes, I remember now... My Shuisheng has a cousin who's unemployed. Is there a position for her there? What? No, that's impossible, Manager Wang. Your factory is huge..."
"Eliminate backdoors?"
"We give you money, look at this..."
Xiao Chen had contacted Manager Wang from the soy sauce factory in advance, and he didn't waste any time talking to him. He just hung up the phone after dealing with him.
Xiao Chengda followed the same method and looked for five or six more factories, but there was no vacancy.
He wasn't stupid either. He slammed his fist on the table, and the muscles on his face twitched fiercely. He didn't have any of his usual elegance anymore. "You bastard, are you trying to force me to death? You raised him up for nothing."
With the experience from last time, he didn't dare to question Xiao Shuisheng directly, for fear of backfire.
Xiao Shuisheng was in a bad mood and went to pick up Jiang Zao after get off work.
The couple rode their bicycles back.
Jiang Shan was walking behind with her big belly. She saw Jiang Zao and Xiao Shuisheng leaving, and then looked at her big belly. Why did Jiang Zao get the life that she couldn't get by all means without any effort?
"I'm sure this baby will be a son, Jiang Zao, you still have to be a step behind me!"
What's the point of being so popular in the factory? I've been married for so long and there's still no sign of pregnancy. Sooner or later, I'm going to be dumped by my brother-in-law Shuisheng.
When Jiang Zao left, she felt Jiang Shan's jealous gaze, but she didn't care: "He went to find Qin Taoxian again."
Although it is a question, it is an affirmative sentence.
Xiao Shuisheng gripped the handlebars and stared ahead, the wind blowing his hair across his forehead. "Yeah, he even used my name to find a job for Huang Wanqing, but it didn't work out."
Fortunately I informed you in advance.
Jiang Zao pursed his lips.
"That's too much. If Huang Wanqing really enters the factory under your name, whether she does well or not will have nothing to do with you, but if she doesn't do well, it will drag down your reputation. If she doesn't do well, it's just a technical issue. If she has bad character and steals things in the factory, how will outsiders view you?"
This is how society is. Don’t help others easily. Others may not remember your kindness, but they will definitely remember your hatred.
"Your father isn't really at home. He's only focused on showing off outside and doesn't care about your reputation at all. When Mom decides to divorce him, we'll separate from him. You should spread the word at the factory to prevent them from getting together in the future and causing trouble that could implicate you."
Xiao Shuisheng took Jiang Zao's words to heart.
"Okay, I'll do as you say later."
The speaking skill is perfect.
The courtyard gate is usually closed.
The wooden door is actually open today.
Two young wives who lived nearby were standing at the door looking inside with their necks stretched out.
Jiang Zao pressed the bell for getting off the bus.
"Ding-ling—!"
The fat wife pulled the thin wife with a long face to hide aside and said embarrassedly: "You are back now. Your mother is arguing with two country women."
After saying that, they pulled each other away.
Who else can Gu Xiufang quarrel with?
Jiang Zao curled up the corner of his mouth with an imperceptible sneer, OK, you are quite brave to dare to attack my door.
She sped up and rode in, and when she came to the foot of the wall of the open space next to her, she got off the bike, pedaled hard, and walked towards the house.
Xiao Shuisheng slowed down a little and followed behind her.
The living room inside the house.
The TV was off, the lights were dim, and the atmosphere was very solemn.
Gu Xiufang sat on the sofa, her brows furrowed, her breathing rapid, her face flushed with anger.
Two women in patched clothes were kneeling on the ground. The older one had narrower bones and a large snakeskin bag beside her. Qin Taoxian was crying with tears on her face: "Sister Gu, you really misunderstood me. I didn't come to you to provoke you, I came to say goodbye."
She pulled the leather bag over and said, "Look, my luggage is all packed."
Gu Xiufang laughed angrily: "Stop pretending. If you want to leave, just leave. Why are you coming to me crying and kneeling down to apologize? You just want the neighbors to laugh at me, don't you?"
When she got off work, she ran into the mother and daughter at the door. She was so angry that she forgot to close the door. When Qin Taoxian knelt down, Gu Xiufang noticed two familiar young wives watching the fun at the door.
It's so embarrassing.
Qin Taoxian, of course, didn't admit it. She cried and shook her head, "Sister, don't think too much. I'm here to apologize to you. If I really had that kind of thought, I wouldn't have packed my bags and returned to the countryside."
She spoke with a slight accent, and even after trying hard to correct it, there was still some of it. Because of her accent and the way she dressed, the young wives outside knew that she and her daughter were from the countryside.
Qin Taoxian is quite self-conscious about her accent and tries hard to speak in a serious tone.
It’s not known whether Gu Xiufang heard it or not, but Jiang Zao heard it as soon as he entered the room.
The third child is quite good...
Don't be so arrogant. Who doesn't know how to disgust others? Who doesn't know how to pinch others' sore spots?
"Mom, where did these two beggars come from? They're crying and smell like poverty. Um... why do they even smell like a dead rat? It's so disgusting!"
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