Having said that, it would be uncharacteristic of me to continue refusing.
He Ruixue withdrew her hand, pretending to be grateful for what she had received, and said something polite, "When I couldn't find a job, you and my brother worried about me a lot. Why are you being so distant with me?"
"How can it be the same? We are your brother and sister-in-law, and it is our duty to help you. After all, Xiaojie is of a different generation than you."
In Wang Taozhi's opinion, they are all family members, and it is their duty as brothers and sisters-in-law to take care of their younger siblings. However, He Xiaojie's affairs should be taken care of by her parents, and cannot be blamed on her as the aunt.
What's more, they are about the same age and haven't grown up yet, so there is no reason for one to help the other.
He Ruixue took the tea from Lu Lan and asked, "What position did Xiaojie get? You look so happy, it shouldn't be a hard labor job."
"I'm fine. I'm in charge of the warehouse. I'm quite free. What are the requirements? Xiaojie, don't just sit there and talk to your aunt!"
He Xiaojie reluctantly put down the letter of introduction she had just received. Her cheeks were flushed with excitement. "I'm a warehouse manager. My job is to count and inventory incoming and outgoing materials. The amount of grain coming in and out of the warehouse every month is huge, so the calculation must be accurate. Not even a single grain of corn can be missed."
The recruiter also said that my math scores weren't the best among the candidates, but my accuracy was the highest. The stationmaster thought I was careful and reliable, so that's why he chose me."
"You did well on the test. You stood out among so many people. It seems your last-minute cramming the past two days was really effective."
He Ruixue rarely praised anyone, and Wang Taozhi said cheerfully, as if she had drunk honey. "That's right. Xiaojie is not as careless as He Xiaoyou. From childhood to adulthood, she has never lost a mark on any problem she can solve. This job should fall on her."
"Mom, why are you talking about me again?" He Xiaoyou said unhappily.
"How dare you talk back? What did the teacher tell you? It's not that you don't know how to do those questions, it's that you're careless and always lose points on the wrong questions. Learn more from your sister, or you'll be the only one in the family who can't find a job in the future. Don't you think you're ashamed?"
He lowered his head and muttered, "The teacher tells everyone that."
Wang Taozhi ignored him, slamming the table and boasting, "When it comes to abacus calculations, the He family has never lost. Just look at your third uncle. He's been an accountant for so many years and has never made a mistake. Everyone in the village trusts him..."
Your grandfather worked as an accountant for someone else, and the surrounding shops were all vying for him. In order to keep him, the shopkeeper raised his salary three times in two years.
"Really? Dad, tell me about it."
He Xiaojie did not grow up in the countryside and was not familiar with the past of her grandparents, so she became curious when she heard the story.
He Chunsheng fell into reminiscence, touching the wall of the enamel pot, his eyes far away. "Your grandfather was a famous abacus maker in the area in his early years. He was very skilled at making abacus. I grew up listening to the sound of abacus."
Working as an accountant to make a living in the city, the treatment was actually not very good. The family was squeezed into a small wooden house and they were reluctant to light the kerosene lamp.
Later, as there were too many people to live there, they built a shack next to it and used straw as beds. In the winter, when they felt cold, they covered the quilt with a layer of straw mat. They were reluctant to spend the silver dollars they earned, so they hid them in a small hole under the wall.
He has been working as a waiter in a store with his father since he was a child. Later, He Dagen felt that he would have no future if he continued like this, so he decided to find a master to teach him a craft.
At that time, people would choose to learn a craft as a carpenter, chef, bricklayer, etc., but He Dagen had worked in the city for many years, often dealing with all kinds of people, and heard many "big talks" from wealthy businessmen and celebrities.
Therefore, his horizons were broader than those of ordinary people, and he had his own unique ideas about the upbringing of children. He spent a lot of money to send his son to be an electrician.
Thinking about it now, He Chunsheng feels quite emotional. If it weren't for his father's far-sightedness back then, he wouldn't have the good life he has today.
On the eve of liberation, the city was not at peace. Several wealthy people joined forces with the soldiers and bandits from the bald man's side to confiscate silver dollars and jewelry, capture able-bodied men as soldiers, smash and loot, and cause panic among the people.
Later, as the news that the People's Liberation Army was going north spread more and more widely, they fled in a hurry to the port city and Shanghai. As for those local tycoons and landlords who were reluctant to escape or did not escape, they were all sentenced to death, and their property and food were naturally returned to the people.
"The city was in turmoil, and your grandparents were frightened by what was happening. When they heard that land reform was underway in the countryside and everyone was getting a share of land, they decided it was better to work for their own family than for others, so they took us brothers and me back to our hometown."
He looked at He Ruixue. "Mom fainted on the way there at that time. She went for a checkup and found out she was pregnant with you. Dad simply used the money he had saved to build a big house. But by then I had already started working at the textile factory and wasn't very familiar with the village. Your mom took Xiaotuan back to live there for nearly two months."
Wang Taozhi took over his conversation. "There's nothing much to say. After the land was divided, the class status system came into play. At that time, the whole village held meetings every day to decide who was a rich peasant and who was a poor peasant. The village cadres didn't have the final say; it had to be decided by the masses through a vote."
The judgment standard is that those who exploit farmers to obtain more than 15% of their income and do not participate in labor are rich peasants, and those above that are landlords.
"We just came back from the city and hadn't even divided up a few acres of land when this happened. The village cadres said that although we didn't participate in labor, we didn't exploit others either, so we should be classified as middle peasants.
Your grandparents refused to give in, saying they had no money and had already spent it on building a house. She even took the children to eat at other people's houses every day, crying poor and saying, "Whose peasant family can't even afford to eat?"
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