That being said, an apology was made, but He Daqing looked at Sha Zhu's reluctance, which was obviously forced by his wife to apologize, and shook his head with a wry smile. This son of his was a complete failure and he could not be relied on at all.
Sighing, He Daqing waved his hand and said, "Get out. I don't want to see you."
"Just go away. I'm already exhausted after a day's work. I'm going to lie down for a while."
With that, Sha Zhu walked into the house and went to sleep.
Seeing this, Yang Xiuru quickly smiled at He Daqing: "Dad, you know Shazhu's character very well. He is just that kind of person. He doesn't hold back his words. Don't bother with him."
Looking at what his daughter-in-law said and then thinking about what his son said, He Daqing was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.
How could this brat find such a good wife?
Alas, it’s the same old saying, I regret that we didn’t meet before I got married!
He Daqing almost said, "Shazhu is such a bad guy, Xiuru, you should divorce him. He is not worthy of you."
Finally, he left a sentence: "Look at me, I can care for others better than Sha Zhu."
Of course, these words could not be spoken out loud. He Daqing could only think about them in his heart. Then everything turned into a sigh. So be it. He should think about work.
This is the real thing. As long as I have a job and a house, my partner will definitely not be far away.
"Dad, how much money do we need for you to get this level 7 cook job?"
Yang Xiuru suddenly asked, "I just heard you say that a level eight cook only makes 35.5 yuan a month. Wouldn't a level seven cook make even more?"
“It’s definitely a lot more.”
He Daqing nodded and explained, "The salary for a level seven cook is a full six yuan more than that for a level eight cook, which is 41.5 yuan per month. A difference of two yuan a year means 500 yuan."
"Five hundred?"
Yang Xiuru stood up in surprise. Because she was in the house, she was wearing only a small shirt. She stood up too quickly and her chest couldn't keep up, so it swayed for a while!
The two bachelors felt dizzy.
"Ahem."
It was the knowledgeable He Daqing who came to his senses first. He couldn't help but cough, which woke up the dizzy Cai Quanwu. A blush of embarrassment and awkwardness immediately appeared on his face.
There's no way. He's so old, not only is he a bachelor, but he's also a virgin. How can I not feel dizzy?
Not to mention him, even He Daqing was muttering in his heart: "I didn't pay attention to it before, how come I feel a little dizzy with milk?"
"Dad, I just did some calculations. If you were to become a seventh-level cook directly after entering the factory, it would cost less than two thousand yuan in total. That's only four years of your salary."
Yang Xiuru was so shocked by the monthly salary of a seventh-level cook that she didn't notice the two old bachelors' loss of composure and continued to say excitedly, "No, no."
Hearing Yang Xiuru say two things were wrong at the end, He Daqing asked in confusion: "Xiuru, what's wrong?"
"Dad, think about it. You're a level 7 cook now when you enter the factory. What about four years from now?"
Yang Xiuru's eyes were shining: "With your skills, after four years, you should be promoted to the next level, that is, a level 6 cook, and the salary will be..."
She couldn’t continue talking here because she didn’t know the exact salary!
"48.5 yuan."
He Daqing knew the ranks and salaries of cooks very well and could tell them at will.
"That year was..." Yang Xiuru smiled embarrassedly. She didn't have much education and only went to the second grade of elementary school. She couldn't calculate the exact amount of twelve months' salary at the moment.
He Daqing didn't let her continue to be embarrassed, but said, "It's twelve dollars short of six hundred."
"Dad, looking at it this way, the higher the level of cook, the more suitable it is. Who knows if you will reach the level of fifth-level cook in four years!"
He Daqing was very tempted by Yang Xiuru's words, but that would cost nearly two thousand yuan, and he also planned to find a job and a house for Cai Quanwu, otherwise finding a wife would still be a difficult problem.
Whether it is this era or the future, if you don’t have a house or a decent job, how can you still find a wife?
Marrying a man means you have clothes to wear and food to eat. If you have no place to live and no food to eat, you might as well be single for the rest of your life.
Who would marry you? What do they want from you?
Is it because you haven't taken a shower for half a month, or is it because your stinky feet smell good?
"Xiuru, I'm also planning to find a job for your second uncle."
He Daqing looked at Cai Quanwu and said, "You can see that your uncle is not young anymore. It's time for him to find a wife who understands his feelings and live a good life."
"But now I can make some money riding a tricycle, but it's uncertain. Sometimes I make more, sometimes less. That's not the most important thing."
"The most important thing is that no company will allocate housing to us. So, take this opportunity to ask Dongsheng to help find a job for your second uncle. This way, everyone in our family, except you and Yushui, will have a job."
"Then go find it."
Unexpectedly, Yang Xiuru didn't show any embarrassment at all, and said as a matter of course: "Dad, if Second Uncle also gets a job, plus Shazhu's share, our family will have three people earning money every month. It will be hard for us not to live a prosperous life."
"But you heard what Dongsheng said before. You need money!"
He Daqing sighed softly: "Normally, it costs 500 yuan to get a temporary job. I was exempted from this temporary job because Dongsheng needed my skills."
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