Chapter 30 Daily Life
Back at the garment factory, there was a mountain of work and orders coming in one after another, making it hard to keep up. Lin Qiu couldn't quite understand why there was nothing to do in the garment factory in the past few months, but now there are so many things to do that they can't handle it all. Why should they distribute the work evenly? This way, there is something to do every month and there is no need to find a way out during the off-season.
If a person has doubts, he cannot hide them. So, while pedaling the sewing machine, she asked Master Liao who came to inspect: "Master, why can't these orders be placed two months earlier?"
"Stockpiling also costs money. Besides, these materials are only available at this time. If you have been doing this for a long time, you will know that orders from garment factories follow the seasons." Master Liao explained.
Don’t think that being a boss is easy. All kinds of raw materials cost money. If the cash flow is not flowing well in a certain month, you won’t even be able to pay the workers’ wages.
Lin Qiu suddenly realized, and thought to himself that everyone knows that doing business can make money, but it is really not easy to make a lot of money!
She never thought she had the ability to make a lot of money, and she thought it was more reliable to just work on the sewing machine.
There are all kinds of people in this world, and everyone lives his or her own life. People who are good at studying work in offices; farmers who are good at farming work hard in the fields; workers with various skills work hard in factories. Lin Qiu also envied those who worked in offices and could easily earn a lot of money. Although he was not good at studying, he could still support himself by operating a sewing machine in a garment factory.
Thinking of this, Lin Qiu pedaled the sewing machine a little faster.
Pengcheng is located on the coast of the South China Sea and has a subtropical monsoon climate with long summers and short winters. It's September now, and people in my hometown should wear long sleeves, but here, people are still wearing cool clothes on the streets.
The sun wasn't as hot anymore, the temperature was slowly dropping, and the breeze was blowing somewhat comfortably, making people slow down involuntarily.
It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, but the streets were busier than during the day, especially with the young people pouring out after get off work. Everyone has been busy all day, so take advantage of this free time to relax.
As a result, there are many more places to eat, drink and have fun nearby. There's barbecue on one side, grilled oysters on the other, a karaoke bar here, and a game hall there. The flashing signs fascinate young people and make them yearn for the colorful world outside.
Lin Qiu never stops. She has to pick up Wang Shan from the nursery, buy groceries and cook. The carefree life of young people is not what she yearns for. She is content with the mundane life of firewood, rice, oil and salt.
After dinner, Wang Xiuren suggested taking Wang Shan out for a walk. Otherwise, Wang Shan would be confined in this small room every night, which would be quite pitiful.
When she heard that they were going out to play, Wang Shan was very excited. She put on her little slippers, pulled Wang Xiuren's hand and shouted that she wanted to go out.
Lin Qiu did not object. The temperature outside was just right and there was a slight breeze, which was perfect for a walk.
The family of three walked slowly along the Xixiang River. Wang Shan walked between her father and mother, circling around them from time to time, chattering non-stop with her little mouth.
"The store in front is also opened by a fellow villager. Is there anything I want to buy?" Wang Xiuren asked, pointing to a grocery store across the street.
Lin Qiu shook his head and was about to say something when he suddenly smelled a fragrance, "What is this smell! It smells so good!"
There were many food and drink stalls on both sides of the road. Wang Xingren looked around and asked, "Which stall is this?"
"Dad!" Wang Shan pointed to a stall not far away and said, "It smells so good over there!"
Lin Qiu looked in the direction Wang Shan pointed and saw a shop selling pancakes. "It's a pity that my stomach is still full. Let's come back and have a look next time!"
Hearing Lin Qiu say this, Wang Shan looked at Wang Xiuren eagerly.
Wang Xiuren received his daughter's gaze, touched his belly, and tentatively said, "I still have some room, how about buying one and sharing it!"
"Can you still eat?" Lin Qiu glared at him. I ate three bowls of rice at night.
"I just walked here, and my stomach is a little empty."
Wang Xiuren was indeed not hungry, but wasn’t it his daughter who wanted to eat? Try to find something to make up for it.
What’s just a few steps? Less than 20 minutes after leaving the rental house, Lin Qiu knew that Wang Xiuren couldn't bear to see his daughter being greedy, so he reminded her, "You'll get bloated later."
After hearing this, Wang Xiuren took his daughter to the pancake stall and took out three cents to buy one.
The freshly made pancake was a little hot, so he blew on it with his mouth, let Wang Shan bite the edge which was not hot first, and then handed the pancake to Lin Qiu.
Lin Qiu took a bite and waved his hand, "I haven't digested what I ate last night yet, you two can eat it!"
Wang Xiuren continued to blow, and gave Wang Shan a bite from time to time.
A family of three stood under a tree by the roadside, the wind rustling the leaves.
Lin Qiu looked up at the night sky and said, "It will be August 15th in a few days."
"Time flies!" Lin Qiu suddenly sighed, with a hint of melancholy in his tone.
The moon is bright on August 15th, and Mid-Autumn Festival is here in a blink of an eye. She came to Pengchu in early February, which means it has been more than seven months.
Lin Qiu's emotion evoked Wang Xiuren's memories, and it seemed as if the house had been built not long ago.
"Let's buy a few mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival!" Wang Xiuren thought that since it was a festival, he had to eat festive food, "Let's buy some good dishes and have a good meal."
"Do you want to buy a few boxes of mooncakes and send them back?"
Cantonese mooncakes are very famous and are said to be delicious. Lin Qiu wants to buy two boxes and send them back for his parents to try.
"Okay." Wang Xiuren never really cared about this kind of thing. "You decide. If you want to send it, buy two boxes of better stuff."
Seeing that Wang Shan felt a little sleepy after eating a few bites of the pancake, Wang Xiuren stuffed two bites of the rest into his mouth, picked up Wang Shan and prepared to take a shortcut back through the alley on the right.
After dinner the next day, Wang Xiuren took the mother and daughter to the pedestrian street. He heard that the mooncakes in the restaurant were better, so he found a department store and bought two boxes, asking Lin Qiu to send them back tomorrow.
The post office was not far from the garment factory. After lunch in the cafeteria, Lin Qiu took two boxes of mooncakes to the post office and also sent two pairs of leggings to Lin Ping. Lin Ping is old enough and it's time for him to dress up.
Recently, the factory produced an extra batch of leggings and sold them to the factory employees at an internal price as a welfare benefit. The female workers in the factory were extremely happy because this is a popular item! One by one, they rinsed their pants and put them on. Lin Qiu didn't really like this kind of tight-fitting pants that showed off his body shape, and felt a little embarrassed to wear them outside, but he still followed the crowd and bought two pairs, planning to give them to Lin Ping when he returned. I just happened to order some mooncakes this time, so I'd like to send these pants back as well.
After sending the mooncakes, Lin Qiu hurried back to the factory. There were a lot of goods recently, and she could earn a few more dollars by operating the sewing machine for a while longer. The time to make money could not be delayed!
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