Chapter 433 Parental Love (10)
Xie Zhiqiang started working, and Xie Dawei took his people to the personnel department of the factory early in the morning to finalize the work.
Xie Zhiqiang took over Xie Dawei's shift in the workshop and started from scratch.
We are all acquaintances, so it will only take a while.
After a busy period of work, matters such as rations and wages were determined.
Xie Zhiqiang was taken to the workshop again, and Xie Dawei introduced him to a thin master.
He respectfully handed over a box of good cigarettes, his thin eyes narrowed as he smiled.
He looked up and down at Xie Zhiqiang's physique and was very satisfied.
"Good boy, follow your uncle from now on."
Xie Zhiqiang responded with a smile on his face: "Uncle, I understand."
You can tell from looking at this guy that he has a good relationship with his father, so why is he still being shy?
The word "uncle" was called in a very intimate way.
"Dawei, don't worry, I will definitely bring this kid out for you."
"Are you and I worried? My son is an expert at making braised fish, among other things.
When you have time, come to my house and we can have a drink together."
"Okay, okay, it's settled."
The two exchanged pleasantries, and Xie Zhiqiang's shoulders were almost bent from being hit.
Xie Dawei no longer has to go to work and feels relaxed. He raised his son just for this day.
He waved to Xie Zhiqiang who was following behind to see him off: "Go back, your dad and I are going out to play.
By the way, you don’t have to cook for me tonight. I have an appointment with some old friends to go out for dinner.
Eat whatever you like. You can use the old bicycle at home. The chain is a little rusty, so remember to oil it."
The more Xie Zhiqiang listened, the more frightened he became: "Dad, are you going to run away from home?"
He was a little uncomfortable listening to such detailed explanations, and he really couldn't blame himself for thinking too much.
Xie Dawei was so angry that he laughed: "You little bastard, what are you thinking about? Your dad and I just went to Liulichang to play.
Okay, go back, I'm leaving."
It's a rare opportunity that his son has grown up and can take over. His good days are coming.
Running away from home, are you kidding me?
Xie Zhiqiang watched his father leave, rubbed his hands, and turned back.
As a new employee, he has to go to and from get off work on time.
Zhou Jianguo and he worked in the same workshop, Wu Shengli was next door, and the three of them made an appointment to go to the cafeteria for lunch together.
Wu Shengli ran over and put his arm around his shoulder: "Qiangzi, how are you?"
"What else can I do? It's just like that. My master is pretty easy to talk to. Anyway, I just need to follow him and learn from him."
Xie Zhiqiang stood in line with his lunch box.
The cafeteria was bustling at noon, with a large crowd of people. If you arrived late, the line could reach the cafeteria door.
Zhou Jianguo stretched his head to take a look, his eyes lit up: "There is meat today."
When Wu Shengli heard this, he wanted to fly to the front of the team.
The steel rolling mill is a large factory. It is currently in the early stages of construction and orders are pouring in like snowflakes.
There are very few people in the workshop who gather together to gossip, and everyone keeps working.
Workers are like tiny screws, doing their best in every shift for socialist construction.
Xie Zhiqiang grinned: "The treatment in our factory is really good."
The factory provides lunch at noon, and the union will distribute some affordable things during the Chinese New Year and other holidays, such as rice, flour, grain, oil, etc.
Wu Shengli held his head high and began to boast: "That's right, when I go out and mention the name of our factory, people look up to me."
The aunt queuing inside was wearing a white chef's uniform and knocked on the rice bowl with a big spoon in her hand.
"Are you still eating? Tell me what you want, there are so many people waiting in line behind you!"
Wu Shengli shrank his neck, pointed with his finger, and ordered a few dishes.
The jobs in the factory canteen are all lucrative and the aunties all speak with full energy.
Since it was a meal for our family, the serving spoon didn't shake that noticeably, and with one spoonful, there were still several lumps of meat.
This is Xie Zhiqiang's first day here, and the aunts think he is a new face.
The child was handsome and he was given a big spoonful of food firmly.
When he went to gather the team with his lunch box, Wu Shengli started shouting as soon as he sat down.
"Qiangzi, why do you have two more pieces of meat in your bowl than me?"
The factory has been doing well recently, and we can eat meat once a week.
He counts the days and looks forward to every Wednesday.
These days, if you can eat meat once a week, your life is great.
He never wipes his mouth after eating meat.
When he returned to the alley, his shiny lips were the first thing people saw when they walked on the street.
The envious look made him happy even to every hair on his head.
While people were talking, Zhou Jianguo had already eaten most of the meat in the bowl.
I filled my stomach a little bit and reminded him, "Shengli, if you don't eat it now, the meat will get fishy when it gets cold."
Wu Shengli immediately stopped talking, glanced at Xie Zhiqiang who was sitting opposite him and was also eating with his head down, and then he lowered his head and quickened the pace of showing off his food.
After the meal, everyone had a satisfied look on their face, and their moods improved, and their steps became lighter.
They went to the sink in groups of three or four to wash dishes, shook out the water from the clean lunch boxes, and prepared to go home for a good sleep.
The three people from the compound also returned to the compound, and Xie Zhiqiang pushed open the door of the east room.
Sure enough, there was no one there.
"I don't know where Dad went."
He mumbled a few words and went to bed.
Maybe because he had meat for lunch, the corners of his mouth were upturned when he took a nap.
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Working days are regular. I was excited and curious at first, but after eating a few meals in the cafeteria, I became accustomed to it.
The Master Niu his father introduced to him was as his name suggests, with excellent skills.
He followed behind like a treasure digger, and when he wrote down his master's unique understanding in the notebook, he wished he could have a few more hands, greedily wanting to write down everything.
While he was at work, Xie Dawei was not idle either, going out early and coming back late every day.
But in the morning he also cooked a pot of grits porridge and steamed some steamed buns. After eating, he wiped his mouth and disappeared again.
In the evening, just as he finished making dinner, hey, he came back again.
Come back for dinner on time.
When he was cleaning, he found a few bottles and jars under his father's bed, and he didn't know what they were for.
It doesn't matter, it's not his money anyway.
Aunt Xie is an old revolutionary who has climbed snow-capped mountains and fought against the Japanese devils.
With a neat and clean short hair, one can still see his former heroic figure in old photos.
When he was a child, his mother died of illness, leaving him and his father a piece of clothing with medals hanging on the chest.
His father kept all the big money in the family. His father had told him that as long as he didn't gamble, steal or be a spendthrift, the two of them would be able to have two big meals of meat a week.
Old Man Gao is now actively receiving treatment and taking medicine obediently. Now that autumn has arrived, his leg injury has improved a lot.
Gao Xiulan banged around and converted the wooden cart into a small cart, and sold vegetarian buns in front of the steel mill in the morning.
The dough is made very soft and fragrant, and it tastes soft and fragrant in the mouth. Many people patronize it.
Gao Xiulan's reputation has been established, she has income, and she has hope for the future. She is working hard to save money.
Xie Zhiqiang is also studying hard. The more he uses his brain, the more flexible it becomes. He strives to pass the exam as soon as possible and get a raise in salary.
After autumn, the weather becomes cold, and he plans to make a new cotton-padded jacket for his father before winter comes this year.
He saw it himself. His father's cotton-padded jacket was deflated and not very warm.
The autumn wind blows and the days get colder.
Gao Xiulan’s bun stall has become even more popular. Who doesn’t love hot and soft buns?
Xie Zhiqiang deliberately slipped over when everyone had left, and when the opportunity arose, he dropped something and ran away.
My feet slipped and I almost fell flat on my face.
The security guard, wearing a hat, poked his head out of the small pavilion.
"Be careful, it won't look good if your handsome face gets disfigured."
Gao Xiulan couldn't help laughing. Seeing the gloves and hat thrown down by the man, her heart felt warm.
This guy is really nice, but a little silly.
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