Chapter 38 Not even as good as Xia Fanxing's little finger
The radio station manager said coldly, "This is an order from the organization. How can you refuse to go just because you say so? Get going!"
Organizational orders?
Upon hearing this, Qiao Feitian's heart, which had been at ease, started racing again.
Is this a punishment from her superiors?
But this punishment is too harsh!
In an agricultural area like that, people do rough and heavy work. She's a radio station employee, and she's very delicate and frail. How could she possibly handle that?
After confirming that the punishment was given by the regimental leadership, Qiao Feitian tried to use Xie Jingchen's name to smooth things over.
She slipped two pieces of sorghum candy into the stationmaster's pocket and said affectionately, "Stationmaster, you know who my fiancé is. The agricultural corps is really suffering. Why don't you help me plead with the leaders? I will never forget your great kindness in the future."
Unexpectedly, the stationmaster took out the sorghum candy and handed it back to Qiao Feitian, dropping another bombshell.
"Comrade Qiao, the order for you to work a day at the agricultural company was given by Commander Xie through his messenger. Go quickly, don't delay their start time."
The stationmaster has left.
Qiao Feitian felt weak all over and almost fell to the ground.
She waited all night but there was no movement, so she thought Xie Jingchen didn't know or didn't care.
Little did I expect the punishment to be waiting here.
Not only was it a severe punishment, but the messenger was also instructed to directly notify the broadcasting station so that all colleagues would know.
Not only will she be physically ravaged by heavy labor, but her face and dignity will also be severely trampled upon!
Qiao Feitian couldn't believe that Xie Jingchen would be so cruel to her.
She was "the woman from that night," the wife Xie Jingchen was about to marry.
Why doesn't he show any tenderness towards women?
It seems Xie Jingchen didn't consider her one of his own at all!
Even if Qiao Feitian harbored many grievances against Xie Jingchen, she still had to go to the agricultural company.
She lingered as she walked to the irrigation canal, where she saw Xia Fanxing and a group of ordinary workers, as well as Zhang Renmin, the leader of the agricultural company.
"Company Commander, I'm following orders from my superiors and have come to the agricultural company today to do a day's work," Qiao Feitian said to Zhang Renmin.
"Hmm." Zhang Renmin received the message early in the morning, which was also relayed by Xie Jingchen's messenger.
To be honest, he really disliked people like Qiao Feitian.
Yesterday, seeing how Qiao Feitian and Liu Neng treated his company's men, he was so angry he wanted to take action.
But despite his dislike for it, he wouldn't bring that negative emotion to his work.
Therefore, as a newcomer, Qiao Feitian's process was the same as Xia Fanxing's.
Zhang Renmin found an older employee and asked her to take Qiao Feitian to work while he went to check on the situation at another section of the channel.
The veteran employee diligently explained and taught: "This is a pickaxe. Watch me use it first, then you can learn from me."
Qiao Feitian gripped the pickaxe handle with her fingers, her face full of resistance and disgust.
Apart from model workers like Zhao Niu who can modify tools, most of the tools in the company are shared.
Tools don't need to be pretty or clean; what matters is whether they work properly.
Therefore, the handle of the pickaxe looks dark and dirty, and you can smell a faint odor of sweat when you get close to it.
Qiao Feitian felt like she was about to throw up.
"Okay, try it yourself." The veteran employee had already demonstrated it once.
But Qiao Feitian was so focused on how dirty the pickaxe handle was that she didn't pay any attention to how the veteran workers were using the pickaxe to break through the frozen soil.
Qiao Feitian couldn't possibly say she couldn't.
She had a natural arrogance towards these grassroots workers in the agricultural company.
Not only because she was a radio station employee, but also because she was a modern person who had transmigrated from a book, she believed that she knew more and was more capable.
Qiao Feitian raised her pickaxe high and smashed it down.
But she was already annoyed that her hands were dirty and she wasn't gripping them properly, so she used the pickaxe incorrectly and it slipped out of her hand!
Luckily, the pickaxe head hit the ground, not her foot.
Otherwise, she would have to repeat Zhao Niu's miserable state yesterday.
Even so, Qiao Feitian was still not feeling well.
Her hand was jolted and felt numb, accompanied by a slight stinging sensation.
She was dressed in clothes that, while in modern times, would only be considered a middle-class family, but in the 1970s, her body was so pampered that it was no different from that of a capitalist's daughter.
"It hurts so much..." Qiao Feitian clutched her hand, tears welling in her eyes.
"It's like this the first time you use a pickaxe, it hurts a little but you'll get used to it." The old worker picked up the pickaxe and handed it to Qiao Feitian.
Qiao Feitian said pitifully, "Comrade, my hands hurt so much, I definitely can't work now. Can you put it aside for now, and I'll continue later?"
Before the veteran employee could speak, a sneer came from the side.
Xia Fanxing turned her head and saw Zhao Niu returning in a wheelchair.
She also happened to see Zhao Niu roll his eyes at Qiao Feitian.
Xia Fanxing frowned. "Comrade Zhao, you should be lying in a hospital bed right now. Have you forgotten what I told you?"
Zhao Niu's face instantly turned into a smile when he faced Xia Fanxing.
“Comrade Xia, I’ve kept everything you said in mind. I really have been resting well. You can ask Xiuxiu if you don’t believe me! But I really can’t stay still during the day. So, I saw a wheelchair in the hospital and thought I’d come back in it. Although I can’t do heavy work, I can still help move some stones or something. I can do something.”
Xia Fanxing sighed helplessly, "Alright then, just don't secretly do any heavy work."
Otherwise, how could Zhao Niu be the company's model worker?
Even when injured, he still cares about his work. With this awareness and drive, he is undoubtedly a model worker.
Zhao Niu glanced at Qiao Feitian, who was still pretending to be pitiful, and deliberately said loudly, "Comrade Xia, why is there such a big difference between people?"
"When you first arrived the day before yesterday, you weren't being coy at all. You swung your pickaxe with incredible speed and dug the ground so fast that I almost lost to you."
"Why are some people so delicate? They deliberately drop the pickaxe after only the first chisel stroke and pretend their hand hurts."
"Comrade Xia has dug so much ground these past two days without uttering a sound, and he's still working hard today. Some people really can't even compare to one of Comrade Xia's little fingers!"
Anyone with eyes can see who the "some people" Zhao Niu is referring to are.
Qiao Feitian originally made her eyes look watery by deliberately not blinking, creating a pitiful effect.
Now, after being mocked by Zhao Niu, I feel really wronged, and tears are welling up in my eyes.
She lowered her head and sobbed softly.
Other employees in the company who were unaware of the truth couldn't stand it and told Zhao Niu to stop talking and give the young girl some face.
Zhao Niu not only didn't shut up, but also pushed his wheelchair around, talking about what happened at the regimental hospital yesterday.
He happened to be a wounded soldier who was only there to help with the work, so he could run around and talk as he pleased. Before long, the news of Qiao Feitian's "glorious deeds" spread throughout the entire company.
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