Of course, it is impossible that only the workers here are building the house. There are also some professionals here.
The two of them greeted each other and put their luggage there, but at this time they could only live in the empty room in the single dormitory. The rest of the time they would have to wait until the house was built before they could move in.
Now is not the future, there is no need for any paint or anything like that, and there is no formaldehyde. As long as it is built and furnished, you can move in.
Song Songbai was almost taken to command without knowing what was going on. The main purpose was to speed up the progress. At this time, with more people, the process would be faster.
Song Songbai still had to do the heavier work. Even the commander didn't know what to say to Zhou Yian, a delicate little girl, "Just do whatever you think you can do."
Zhou Yian saw Song Songbai's worried look and responded with an affirmative look, telling him that there was no need to worry at all and that she would definitely be able to find a better job.
After walking around, Zhou Yian felt that he had nothing to show for his abilities and became worried.
As she walked, she smelled the smell of cooking, and she thought she could do this job. If she couldn't cook a big pot of rice, she could probably do some other miscellaneous work.
So Zhou Yian, with excitement on his face, followed the smell and found the place where the logistics work was done.
The logistics team is mostly made up of aunties. A few of them turned around and looked at the people who came in without saying a word, and they didn't look very welcoming.
But Zhou Yian thought that she could help with washing vegetables, but she was not capable of moving bricks and cement, so despite seeing others' unwelcome attitude, she still started talking.
Zhou Yian, who had accidentally stumbled into the senior group, continued to introduce herself with a smile, not wanting to be scared off by people's cold faces. "I'm Zhou Yian. I came here today with my husband. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Then you can come and help." After hearing her graceful words, the lady standing at the front looked her up and down and asked, "What can you do?"
"I can still do ordinary things." Zhou Yian thought for a while and said, as for extraordinary things, don't look for her.
The old lady also smiled and said, "You are quite good at it."
He looks like a newcomer, and I don’t know how he got here. In fact, there are enough people cooking, otherwise the other young people would not be here.
But she saw that this person was also smiling, so she nodded and said, "Okay, we are still short of an assistant, and it's just right for you to come."
"You're pretty lucky." Another woman working nearby said sourly, "How can it work? You look so delicate."
"I wonder if you've ever heard the saying 'don't judge a book by its cover'." Zhou Yian was not convinced. Although she was delicate, she was also very capable! How could she say that others were not capable?
The sour old lady didn't know how to respond to the rebuttal. Seeing that she was still a cultured person, she whispered back, "Why haven't I heard of it?"
What is right for a person, what is wrong with a hat, etc. In order to avoid being accused of not understanding what others are saying, I will not talk about the sour lady for now, otherwise the one who took the lead must be educated.
"What's your educational background?" The lady who was leading the group started asking after hearing the conversation.
"I only have a high school diploma." Zhou Yian quickly introduced herself when asked. Her household registration was with Song Songbai, so she didn't actually have a job yet. She was trying to get every job she could. The woman leading the group looked quite high-ranking, so she added, "But I can write, and I've already published several of my articles."
Later, even those articles about pig fertilizer were published in newspapers, and the royalties were used to eat and drink with Song Songbai.
"That does mean you have some culture." The old lady nodded in agreement.
Zhou Yian was a little modest. After all, there were indeed many people who were more capable in terms of cultural level, but writing articles and being a reporter were her majors in her previous life. Although she could not compare with those from Tsinghua University and Peking University, she was still quite good at it.
If she were allowed to write, she would have written a lot, but later on she became more cautious about some of her cultural comments. In addition, after she became rich, she was a bit lazy for a while, so she wrote fewer articles.
"Then you can tell us what the manuscripts you write are like." The old lady started working while speaking.
Zhou Yian began to talk, and the first thing she brought up was her experience as an educated youth in the countryside.
Several aunties were also amused by her light-hearted words. At first, they thought that this person was very studious. Knowing that the work in the cafeteria was easy, they thought about working there.
Unexpectedly, she might be a capable person. Even the sour lady changed her opinion a little. Some of her relatives were unemployed. If she didn't come to grab the job in the cafeteria, there would be no need to target her.
Zhou Yian really didn't want to work in the kitchen all the time. If she needed to do these odd jobs in the kitchen all the time, she might as well stay at home. Anyway, she had a lot of money, so it wouldn't affect her life and she wouldn't be short of money.
If that doesn't work, let Song Songbai continue to support the family.
We are working for a few days now because we are new here and everyone is helping to build the house. Maybe this will also be taken into consideration when the houses are distributed.
"I didn't expect that as an educated youth going to the countryside, you could see so much information about the countryside," the old lady sighed a little. You know, there were many educated youth around her, but sometimes they only heard about how hard life was in the countryside. However, for an old lady who had worked in the countryside before, this was not something she could accept.
In fact, in my childhood memory, the countryside was also very nice and interesting.
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