After noon, Jia Dongsheng prepared a meal for the guests in the afternoon, and then they spent the rest of the time drinking tea and chatting.
At five o'clock, it was time to get off work at the steel mill.
Jia Dongsheng rode his bike and took Qin Huairu home.
"Dongsheng, this kitchen job isn't as difficult as I thought."
Qin Huairu put her arms around Jia Dongsheng's waist from behind and gently talked about her thoughts on working in the cafeteria.
"Of course it's not difficult. If it were difficult, I could transfer you over."
Feeling the soft and firm back, Jia Dongsheng no longer resisted. There was no way he could resist Qin Huairu's enthusiasm.
"If you were to take over the normal shift at the locksmith workshop, it would be difficult. As a woman, you don't have much strength in your hands, so you wouldn't be able to do locksmith work at all. Even if you worked for 10 to 20 years, it would be difficult to get promoted to the second or third level."
These words are not empty talk. In the play, Jia Dongxu died in 1960, but the play started in 1965, and Qin Huairu was still a first-class worker. From this we can see that Qin Huairu is really not suitable for being a fitter.
But it is not that difficult to adapt to working in the kitchen. After all, Qin Huairu cooks every day at home.
When I got to the factory, I simply went from cooking for a few people to cooking for hundreds of people.
"Well, thank you Dongsheng."
Qin Huairu was even more grateful to Jia Dongsheng. Ever since Jia Dongsheng came back to this family, she really felt that all the hard work had paid off. A man like this made her more and more obsessed, but she knew it was impossible. However, what she could get in her hands was real.
Having made the decision, Qin Huairu hugged Jia Dongsheng even tighter with her arms and pressed her body even closer to him.
Feeling the changes in Qin Huairu, Jia Dongsheng didn't say anything else. He found that Qin Huairu was still a very emotional woman.
"Sister-in-law, wait for me for this period of time. Please hone your cooking skills and improve your cooking skills in making big pot dishes. Then I will go to the director and ask you to be the head chef of the No. 1 canteen."
"Really?"
Qin Huairu cried out in surprise, then asked with some lack of confidence, "Can I?"
"sure."
Jia Dongsheng nodded and gave Qin Huairu a piece of affirmation: "I have eaten the dishes you cooked at home, and they tasted really good. It seems that you have a talent for cooking. You just need to work hard on it for me."
"Yeah, I'll study hard."
Qin Huairu knew how good Jia Dongsheng's cooking skills were. Since he was willing to teach her, she must study hard to live up to Jia Dongsheng's good intentions.
The two chatted as they headed home, and it didn't take long before they arrived at Nanluoguxiang.
At this time, Qin Huairu began to pay attention consciously. She hugged Jia Dongsheng's waist tightly, then slowly loosened her hands and started to support him lightly.
Feeling Qin Huairu's self-awareness, Jia Dongsheng smiled. A woman who knows her limits is really good.
When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Jia Dongsheng pushed the cart and walked into the yard with Qin Huairu.
"Hey, Dongsheng, is Huairu getting off work?" Yan Fugui was still maintaining his patchwork car. He cleaned the car three times a day, before going to work, after going to work, and again when he came back.
Jia Dongsheng even doubted whether the bike could be damaged by him instead of being ridden to pieces.
"Uncle San, are you cleaning the car?"
Jia Dongsheng responded and said with a smile.
"Right, this bike, just wipe it down and maintain it every day, so that you can ride it longer."
Yan Fugui pointed at Jia Dongsheng's car while speaking: "Look at your car, it's covered in dust. If you don't maintain it well, it will become an old car and worthless."
"Haha, whether it's worth it or not, I don't plan to sell it."
Jia Dongsheng laughed heartily, and without hesitation, he placed the car in front of Yan Fugui: "Since Third Uncle cherishes cars so much, why don't you help maintain mine as well? When the time comes, we can go fishing and I'll share the fish with you."
"Get lost, you little brat! You only know how to ask me for help with that missing fish. Don't forget, you still owe me a fish."
Yan Fugui waved his hand in annoyance and said something dissatisfied, but his body was still very honest. He took the car directly and agreed to do the job.
"Don't worry, Uncle San. It's just two fish. I've been too busy these past two weeks and haven't had time to go fishing. If I had the time, I could catch as many fish as I want. I'd be able to catch them all."
"Alright, alright, I know you're capable, so stop bragging in front of me and delay my work."
Yan Fugui interrupted Jia Dongsheng's seemingly boastful words and looked at Qin Huairu: "Huairu, how was your first day at work? Are you used to it?"
"It's OK. I'm still in the adaptation stage. Fortunately, I have Dongsheng's help, so I shouldn't make any mistakes."
Qin Huairu smiled. She was also a worker starting today. She felt that her status in the yard was different and had improved a lot.
"That's good, that's good. Once you start working, your family will become a dual-income family. Sigh, I don't know when mine will become a dual-income family."
Yan Fugui showed a worried look. There was nothing he could do. He was an elementary school teacher, earning only a little over 40 yuan a month, but he had to support a family of six and barely prevent them from starving to death.
After all, the minimum consumption in this era is five dollars per person, but this is just to prevent people from starving to death, not to ensure that they have enough food.
If you want to have enough food every day, it is probably impossible without seven or eight yuan per person per month.
It was indeed difficult for the Yan family to have enough meals every day.
However, even in this situation, Yan Fugui was still able to save money to buy a car, a radio, and even a sewing machine at home. Are you impressed by his ability?
After chatting about family matters with Yan Fugui for a while, Jia Dongsheng and Qin Huairu returned home together.
As soon as he entered the door, he heard a familiar female voice calling out to Jia Dongsheng and Qin Huairu: "Brother Dongsheng, sister."
This person is indeed Qin Jingru.
"Jingru, why are you here?" Qin Huairu asked curiously when she saw Qin Jingru.
"whee."
Qin Jingru didn't say anything, just stood there looking at Jia Dongsheng, laughing non-stop, with innocence and happiness in her smile.
This look made Jia Dongsheng understand that the matchmaker must have come to the door, and the Qin family also agreed. After all, they were Qin Huairu's in-laws and knew her well.
So, Qin Jingru followed the matchmaker to come for a blind date!
"Jingru, come in and sit down."
Since Jia Dongsheng had already agreed to marry Qin Jingru and live together, he naturally showed his intention to get close to her. However, this simple sentence made Qin Jingru even happier.
She felt that she was really happy. The last time she followed her aunt into the city was really the best decision she had ever made in her life.
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