The next day, Feng Haidong got up very early and went to the vicinity of the family compound to buy some breakfast for his family.
I bought four meat buns for 1 yuan, one fried dough stick for 2 jiao, and a small half pot of soy milk for 5 jiao.
The fact that breakfast cost less than 3 yuan made Feng Haidong feel a little uneasy.
Back home, Feng Haidong first put the soy milk on the stove and boiled it.
Then he went into the bedroom to wake his son up.
My wife has already gotten up, but she doesn't seem to be in very good spirits.
......
Feng Haidong woke his son up and told him to brush his teeth and wash his face first.
After sending his son away, he sat down beside his wife on the bed, reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently comforting her: "It's okay, don't worry. We'll be careful, we won't be discovered. At the end of the year, you can take a leave of absence and go back to my parents' place. They're there in the countryside, so don't be afraid."
Lu Wanling was still worried: "But what if this gets discovered?"
Feng Haidong said, "Don't think about it. Don't keep thinking about it. Everything will be fine. Besides, your company is doing so badly right now, and everyone is thinking about their future. Who's going to keep an eye on whether you're pregnant or not?"
Finally, Feng Haidong said in a low voice, "At worst, I'll just be fired. Anyway, your company isn't doing well now."
Upon hearing her husband's words, Lu Wanling couldn't help but retort, "You make it sound so easy. If you get fired, you'll be the only one earning a salary. If we have another child and are fined, our whole family will starve!"
Feng Haidong smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll submit an article to the newspaper today, and our meat for lunch will be taken care of. You have to trust your husband's abilities."
As the couple were talking, their son peeked in from outside and asked, "Dad, are we having braised pork for lunch?"
Lu Wanling was initially looking worried, but when she saw her son suddenly peek in, his eyes shining with anticipation for braised pork at noon, she couldn't help but smile.
Seeing his wife smile, Feng Haidong also smiled and said, "That's right, we'll have braised pork for lunch as a reward for Feng Qifan helping his father with the manuscript yesterday."
Feng Qifan was completely oblivious to his mother's previous worried expression, and immediately cheered upon hearing his father's words.
"Great! We had crayfish yesterday, and today we have braised pork again!"
Seeing his son's expression, Feng Haidong said, "Alright, you go and eat breakfast. Eat the steamed buns and fried dough sticks first, and then drink the soy milk later."
Feng Qifan agreed, saying, "Okay, I understand."
However, after pulling back, he poked his head back into the bedroom and asked, "Mom and Dad, aren't you going to eat?"
Feng Haidong said, "I'm going to have a private talk with your mother. You eat first, and don't eavesdrop or peek."
After listening to his father's words and looking at his parents, Feng Qifan said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I won't disturb Mom and Dad's morning intimacy."
After saying that, the son quickly turned his back and ran to the dining table in the living room to eat breakfast.
Her son's witty banter finally dispelled the worry on Lu Wanling's face.
Feng Haidong continued to comfort his wife softly, saying, "Don't worry, trust your husband. I will make sure that you, our son, and our child live better than anyone else."
After being comforted by her husband, Lu Wanling was able to calm down for the time being.
The family ate breakfast together. Feng Haidong and his son first put his wife on the bus, and then took his son to school.
Then he went home, rode his old bicycle that he had kept for many years, and went to the machinery factory first.
Riding a bicycle, looking at the still not-so-wide roads, there aren't many vehicles to be seen, and even fewer electric bikes that seem to be speeding around recklessly.
The country is still a major bicycle-producing nation, but it is also striving to adapt to new changes.
I rode my bike all the way to the factory and parked it.
When Feng Haidong stepped into the workshop, he saw no machines running and his coworkers chatting together.
Seeing this scene, Feng Haidong knew that he had no work to do today.
This has become the norm at the factory these days.
When they saw Feng Haidong arrive, his coworkers greeted him warmly.
Feng Haidong has always been a kind and gentle person, and because he is also a good writer and enjoys doing artistic things, he has a good relationship with many people in the factory.
Even the factory director and secretary really liked Feng Haidong's kind and gentle personality.
At one point, the factory director saw that Feng Haidong was a very good writer and even wanted to transfer him to work specifically on propaganda.
However, the workshop director did not release him because Feng Haidong was not only a good writer, but also a skilled technician, so the workshop needed him just as much.
After greeting his coworkers, Feng Haidong walked to his toolbox, opened it, and put on his shoes and gloves.
Then he closed the toolbox, turned around, and walked into a group of his coworkers.
"What? No work today again?"
The workers all looked unwell; clearly, the lack of work at the factory every day was making them feel uncertain.
"If we can't get any work, where will we find jobs?"
"I used to work so hard, I always thought how wonderful it would be if I didn't have to work at all?"
"That's right. When I was busy before, I always looked forward to having some free time. Now that I'm really free, to be honest, a day or two is fine, but it's been more than a month, and I'm starting to panic."
"Sigh, coming to the factory every day with nothing to do is really making me anxious."
Feng Haidong naturally understood everyone's feelings, and said in a popular internet phrase: "It's fun to slack off for a while, but if you keep slacking off, the company will go bankrupt."
Feng Haidong knew that the current state of the machinery factory was a harbinger of its impending closure.
Just as Feng Haidong was about to say something, a female coworker suddenly whispered, "Do you know what? I heard that we might not get paid next month."
Upon hearing the female coworker's words, everyone's expression immediately changed.
However, a fellow worker immediately said, "That's impossible. This is a large state-owned factory. How could they not pay wages?"
The other workers echoed this sentiment, and none of them believed that the factory would be unable to pay wages.
But after calculating the time in his mind, Feng Haidong knew that his female coworker was telling the truth.
According to my memories from my previous life, there will indeed be a wage arrears next month, but the most difficult time has not yet arrived.
From now on, we'll only get paid once every two or three months.
Then it started every six months.
Ultimately, they simply couldn't afford to pay salaries.
Then came the nationwide upheaval, and the machinery factory, like a wrecked ship in the vast ocean, was eventually capsized by the towering waves.
Thinking of this, Feng Haidong stopped chatting with his coworkers and turned to lock the toolbox.
"I'm going to the newspaper office. When the workshop foreman comes, please let him know."
The workers responded, and as they watched Feng Haidong run outside, they felt a little envious.
"It seems Hai Dong has a new work. Hai Dong is really something else, with excellent technique and writing skills."
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