Chapter 8 Work
Li Guangming left full of anticipation, while Liu Xingchun, who overheard the whole thing from around the corner, felt somewhat distressed.
My aunt said she would find her a boyfriend from the city and forbid her from associating with young men from the village.
She also wanted to marry a city man like her aunt, have a job in the city, and live a good life.
She came in a hurry this time, and her uncle's instructions were vague, but from the exchange of glances with her aunt just now, she knew that her aunt's target must be that person named Li Guangming.
Li Guangming is even fairer-skinned than her, and he looks like a city person. She doesn't need to know anything else; she's satisfied with his appearance alone.
Besides, her aunt found her a boyfriend, so his conditions must be pretty good.
Back in her ward, she whispered what she had overheard.
Liu Mei squeezed the back of her hand. "Don't worry about anything else. Just take good care of me and the others in the ward these next few days. Help anyone who needs it. Be proactive and enthusiastic. Sick people like to be greeted with a smile."
When choosing a wife, one should choose someone who is diligent, filial, and virtuous. First, win over Sister Li, then she can persuade Song Lubai to disagree, and then proceed slowly.
With enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle.
Even if it takes a year or six months, it's worth it as long as the goal is achieved.
After leaving the hospital, Song Lubai went to a department store and bought a peach-colored butterfly hair accessory before heading to the No. 1 Middle School staff quarters area.
Ms. Zhao Fang was her former homeroom teacher and also a good friend of her second uncle's cousin. Ms. Zhao Fang took good care of her when they were in school.
Teacher Zhao Fang's eldest daughter, Huihui, is six years old this year. She's reached the age where she understands beauty and ugliness, loves to look pretty and is vain. The butterfly hair accessory was bought especially for her.
The No. 1 Middle School staff quarters consist of single-story houses, with each household having a yard of several dozen square meters. Compared to the tenement buildings, the single-story houses with yards look more spacious.
Teacher Zhao Fang was washing dishes under the tap, and I was quite surprised to see her.
What brings you here?
"But it's just in time; I was just about to go see you."
Zhao Fang tidied up the pots and pans, and then washed her hands with soap.
Seeing her daughter admiring her hair accessory, Zhao Fang looked disapprovingly at Song Lubai, "Buy her less of these things in the future. How much money do you earn? You're such a waste!"
Song Lubai hummed, "I just want to buy it for her. I wanted it when I was a kid but I didn't have it. No matter how much money I have, buying this won't leave me penniless. I'll be happy, and I'll be happy too. So the money will be well spent."
Huihui, wearing a hair accessory, grinned from ear to ear, saying, "I like Sister Song the most!"
Teacher Zhao Fang's husband is also a teacher. He wears glasses and looks very serious. When he was at school, the students were all afraid of him, and Song Lubai was mostly in awe of him.
At this point, he disagreed, saying, "Regardless of whether or not economic value is created, people should learn to be diligent and thrifty. Song Lubai, I have to say something to you. Your thinking is too casual and is wrong."
Song Lubai straightened up. "Okay, Teacher Wu, I understand."
I know.
But next time she comes, she will still bring Huihui a little something.
She loved hearing Huihui say, with her big, bright eyes, "Sister Song is the best!"
Zhao Fang interrupted Wu Xianbing, "Alright, let's get down to business. If you don't come today, I'll have to come find you after school lets out tomorrow."
"What's up, Teacher Zhao?"
Zhao Fang poked her head dismissively, "You're not worried at all. You've been idling around for over a month, why aren't you thinking about work at all?"
Why doesn't Song Lubai want to work?
But thinking about it won't help.
She had problems with her exams and didn't pass the college entrance exam, so she could only get a high school diploma.
Although high school students are highly valued and are given jobs, the jobs they are given are not ideal.
She had a good first job, but she quit it impulsively.
As for the others, they either went to the countryside to become village officials or to teach in towns.
The difference between the city and the village was too great, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to come back, so she didn't agree.
Her mother had broken her leg, and she worked as a temporary worker at a food factory. After her mother fully recovered, she lost her job again. If the food factory were to hire, she would definitely apply.
"Teacher, what kind of work is available? It's not that I'm picky; I can go to the county town or the town, but not the village."
Zhao Fang was surprised and gave a sarcastic "heh," "Why did you suddenly decide you're willing to go to town?"
Didn't you always refuse to go before? Now you realize how hard it is to find a job?
Song Lubai was able to understand entirely because of that dream and the atmosphere at home.
Although she wasn't afraid of Lin Dahai, she felt ashamed to continue eating for free.
Having a job is the most important thing.
"Teacher, please tell me quickly, what kind of job does it?"
Zhao Fang gave her a smug look. "You're just lucky, and we're just thinking about you. This job is in high demand, and you don't have to go to the town or the county seat. Can you guess what it is?"
Song Lubai was extremely anxious. "What? What? Stop keeping me in suspense! You're driving me crazy!"
Zhao Fang glanced at her husband, Wu Xianbing, and said, "Old Wu got this job through his uncle. If word gets out, who knows how many people will be vying for it."
Teacher Zhao was still keeping her in suspense, so Song Lubai suppressed her impatience and solemnly bowed to Teacher Wu, saying, "I will never forget Teacher Wu's kindness!"
Wu Xianbing scoffed, "Don't give me that. Once you're in your post, do your job well and establish a frugal lifestyle."
Now, no matter what Teacher Wu says, Song Lubai can only respond with "uh-huh".
Seeing that Song Lubai had calmed down, Zhao Fang smiled and said, "I'm not teasing you anymore. Your new job is as a street registration officer at the Qiyi Street Office. How about it? Want to take it?"
Song Lubai, the household registration officer, is no stranger to this.
During holidays and festivals, someone is guaranteed to come to your door to register and investigate. On ordinary days, whenever someone has a relative visiting, the household registration officer is always able to get the news immediately and come to inquire.
She can do this job!
"Let's do it, let's do it, we have to do it."
She was very satisfied with the job.
Sitting next to him, Teacher Wu said in a fatherly tone, "Work hard. If you hadn't graduated from high school, you wouldn't have been able to get this job. If you do well in the future, you can pull some strings and get transferred into the public security system and become a government cadre."
Song Lubai wanted to look up at the sky and sing a song to express her overly excited feelings.
She excitedly said, "I'm going to buy Huihui lots and lots of pretty hair accessories in the future, and when I have money, I'll buy her clothes too. And thank you so much, Teacher Zhao and Teacher Wu! I'll wait until I get my first paycheck..."
Before he could finish his grand pronouncements, Wu Xianbing covered his ears and said, "It's so noisy. You'd better leave now and report to the street office on Monday."
Song Lubai saluted. "Understood. I'll be leaving now. Goodbye, Teacher Zhao!"
She ran out of the yard like a gust of wind.
Song Lubai, who had run all the way to the street, smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling as she supported her leg.
She was not afraid of Lin Dahai, but the economic base determines the superstructure.
Without a job to earn a living, she was always inferior to Lin Dahai at home.
Although she was eating her mother's portion, the invisible pressure in the air automatically enveloped her, making her feel inferior to everyone else.
With a job, she can stand tall again.
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