Uncle Zheng, do you eat soy products? Tofu, dried tofu, dried bean curd—these things aren't expensive, they can't compare to meat. It just depends on whether you can afford them.
Coal miners put in real physical labor, so the food at the mines is mainly meat-based. Having traded before, he understood immediately. Old Zheng slammed his fist on the table, then slapped his own head a few times.
"That newly opened factory in the military region, isn't it?"
I said, when the people down there told me about this, I felt like there was something I hadn't remembered. You were in the military region over there, weren't you?
"What's wrong? Aren't you... I remember you saying you didn't want to go to work? What's going on? Why are you actively trying to set me up?"
Simply facepalm.
"Don't even mention it. You know I'm lazy. Look at me, I'm always running around after her."
I got up too early today, and the little guy fell asleep before we even got to the coal yard. From the moment we walked in until now, he's been sleeping soundly, lying on Jian Dan's body with his head on his arm. They were talking, and even Old Zheng banging on the table didn't affect him at all.
"Well, as you know, this was spearheaded by the military region's logistics department to address the employment issues of some family members and veterans. My husband is in charge of logistics, so this is part of his job. Tell me, how could I not support it?"
Old Zheng's first reaction was to be stunned.
"Solve the employment problem for veterans? Really? Are you sure they're only hiring veterans?"
A simple nod.
"Yes, this is it. Veterans and their families, and maybe even your comrades-in-arms."
In the past two years, we've been reclaiming land here and making some money. These soldiers also need to eat, so we have to find a way to do it.
It was by chance that we learned some veterans weren't living the life they wanted. So, the military region decided that we need people for everything, and it doesn't matter who we use, right? Even though these soldiers are retired, they were trained by the country and the military, so we can trust them more, can't we?
Besides, as you know, there's a military unit on the other side of the border. There are strict rules, a lot of secrecy, and it's especially cold there. Some people really aren't used to it.
Isn't this a win-win situation?
Old Zheng paused for a moment, wanting to slam his fist on the table, but after glancing at the sleeping child, he softened his blow and slapped the child's thigh instead.
"Great news! Great news! Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"Hey, Uncle Zheng, this isn't your own business. Everything has to be done according to the rules. This factory, although it's not yours, we're the ones in charge. It's set up for them. Even if some leader comes, they can't find fault with it, right?"
Old Zheng was still slapping his thigh repeatedly, muttering to himself.
"What a good thing! What a kind person! Finally, someone remembers these poor people!"
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