Tian Xiaohua shook her head: "The wages in the factory are not as high as those on the construction site."
All the people working in the textile factories are women, and their wages are just average.
But the people who work at the construction site are all young and strong men. They do a lot of work and are very tired, but they definitely earn much more than working in a textile factory.
"Is your family short of money?" Lin Yin asked.
"Yeah." Tian Xiaohua nodded and smiled bitterly. "My three older brothers are still unmarried, especially my eldest brother, who is already 25 and still has no wife. My mother said that our family is too poor and no girl is willing to marry into the hard life."
"I just want to make more money so that my eldest brother can get married and my mother can have a grandchild sooner."
mother……
This is what the older generation calls it. It seems that Tian Xiaohua's family is indeed very poor.
"But you're too young. Your bones are still very fragile. The construction site is so dangerous. It's easy for something to happen."
Tian Xiaohua looked to be about ten or eleven years old. Because she was so thin and petite, Lin Qiang was stronger than her.
At such a young age, let alone studying well in school, at least you can't work on a construction site.
Hearing Lin Yin's words, Tian Xiaohua burst out laughing.
"Sister, I'm not young anymore. I'll be an adult in two years."
"Huh?" Lin Yin was a little shocked.
In two years, I'll be an adult, which means...
"I've already had my fifteenth birthday and will be sixteen soon."
Fifteen years old...isn't that the same age as me?
Lin Yin asked: "When is your birthday?"
"December."
It’s December, and she is October, which means she is only two months older than Tian Xiaohua.
But when they stand together, they don't look like people of the same age at all.
Tian Xiaohua is malnourished, dark and small.
Tian Xiaohua got off work late today and had no time to study, so she had to go home.
Lin Yin taught me a few ancient poems so that I could recite them while walking on the way home.
Tian Xiaohua held the notebook in her hand and walked home while reciting ancient poems. She arrived home soon.
Her house is not big and it is an old, dilapidated house. The wooden door creaks when it is opened. It is unknown how long this house can last.
Tian Xiaohua was reciting her lessons when a pair of cloth shoes hit her hard.
"Why did you come back just now? Did you go slacking off somewhere?"
Tian Xiaohua looked up and saw that it was her mother Shi Dujuan who came out.
The eldest son is 25 years old, and Shi Dujuan is only in her early 40s this year, but she is very tanned and has wrinkles on her face, making her look very old, just like a lady in her 50s or 60s.
Shi Dujuan had a ferocious look on his face and seemed very difficult to get along with.
The notebook in Tian Xiaohua's hand fell to the ground and she didn't dare to pick it up.
When the daughter saw her mother, she didn't feel any affection at all, and Tian Xiaohua was so scared that she trembled.
She whispered, "I worked overtime at the construction site today and didn't get off work until half past six."
Tian Xiaohua didn't dare say that she got off work at six o'clock, otherwise she would not be able to explain that half an hour.
He said he would get off work at 6:30. Considering the distance from the construction site to home, he should be home by this time.
When Shi Dujuan heard that it was overtime, his expression brightened a little: "If I work overtime, won't I get more salary this month?"
"yes……"
"Will you let me know everything when I get my salary?"
Afraid that Tian Xiaohua would hide her salary, Shi Dujuan threatened her severely.
"I'll talk to your contractor about your wages. If I find out you're hiding some private money, you're done, Tian Xiaohua!"
Tian Xiaohua didn't dare to resist: "I understand, mother."
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