Because Jiang Shiyue compensated Wang Hong and Da Liu with a new bicycle, the broken bicycle repaired by Chen Shanhe belonged to their family.
In order to make it more convenient to take Yangyang out in the city, Jiang Shiyue gritted her teeth and rode her bicycle to take Yangyang into the city.
Yangyang’s exclusive seat is shaped like a corner of a pizza and can be easily attached to the front beam.
It takes an hour to drive to the city, and Jiang Shiyue, who is not a very good driver, rode for most of the day.
We set out before dawn and arrived around noon.
When he stopped the bicycle, Jiang Shiyue felt like his legs were not his own and were a little out of control.
Xiao Yangyang's legs were numb and he limped when he was taken down from the front seat.
Jiang Shiyue held Yangyang in her arms, gritted her teeth and walked forward with a smile on her face.
There was no way out. Director Chen came with a group of people to greet her, and she couldn't just grin at them.
Some people from the garment factory pushed her bicycle, others hung a wreath on her head. The wreath was probably woven from wildflowers and grasses picked from the roadside, the main idea being that the gift was small but the sentiment was great.
There was also a yangko team with drums and gongs, setting off at the factory gate.
It’s so lively.
The workers who came to greet her looked eagerly, and they looked at Jiang Shiyue as if they were looking at a savior.
Jiang Shiyue felt guilty about the situation at the factory and asked the factory director in a low voice, "Director Chen, isn't this a bit too much?"
She hasn't done anything yet!
Director Chen shook his head. "Not really, not really. You're the hope of our entire factory!"
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
Suddenly I felt a heaviness on my shoulders.
Lunch was eaten in the factory cafeteria. A table was specially prepared for Jiang Shiyue, and Director Chen and several cadres were in attendance.
Jiang Shiyue counted them and found there were eight dishes, mostly green vegetables and less meat.
In June, the vegetables and fruits in the vegetable garden have begun to be harvested one after another, and are not as scarce as they were in February and August.
There are only two or three dishes that can be considered meat.
A dish of pickled pork, a bowl of mutton soup, and a dish of scrambled eggs can barely be considered a meat dish.
The banquet was not of high standard, but Jiang Shiyue knew that this was the limit of what Director Chen and his team could do.
Director Chen said sincerely, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, I know that the food we have on this table isn't good enough for you, but this is the only offer we have right now. When we can get back on track, we'll definitely host a banquet for you, and you'll be well fed and well-drinking."
Jiang Shiyue smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Director Chen, I really don't deserve your kindness. I agreed to help the factory out of selfish motives. It would be more appropriate to call it cooperation."
This kind of kindness is a bit high for a partner.
An old man, much older than Director Chen, with a graying beard, waved his hand. "Given our factory's current situation, who would be willing to cooperate with us? You're already doing us a huge favor by helping us sell our clothes. You're a great benefactor to our factory!"
Director Chen hurriedly introduced Jiang Shiyue, "Mr. Hu is my master and the former director. Even after he retired, he still worries about the factory every day. I came here today to thank you."
Jiang Shiyue was about to speak when she heard a commotion outside the door.
She heard a loud female voice calling Director Chen.
"Chen Guojun! Chen Guojun, our house has been robbed! Go home and check."
Director Chen's face changed drastically, and he quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and rushed out. As he stood up, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside.
Jiang Shiyue saw a woman with an anxious face rush in and shout directly at Director Chen: "Chen Guojun, I'm telling you, our family has lost money! The two kilograms of meat coupons I saved are gone! Then..."
Her eyes fell on the dining table.
Director Chen subconsciously took two steps forward to block the woman's view.
"Get out of the way!" The woman pushed Director Chen aside and pointed at the Lanzhou pickled pork on the table, shaking with anger. "You're such a scoundrel, Chen Guojun! You turned out to be a thief!"
Director Chen tried to pull the woman away, "Pearl, if you have anything to say, let's go home and talk!"
"Why go back home?! I'm telling you this right here!" The woman shook off Director Chen's hand. "What? You dare to steal money from home to buy meat, and you're afraid of others finding out?"
Everyone in the room except Old Hu was Director Chen's subordinate. Especially in front of Jiang Shiyue, he felt a little embarrassed and scolded, "What do you mean by stealing? Don't say such harsh words. As the head of the family, how can I be considered stealing if I take some meat coupons?"
"You're the head of the family?" The factory director's wife said rudely, "Pooh!" and sneered, "You say you're the head of the factory, and I don't object. But you say you're the head of the family, but what have you done for your family since you became the factory director? Have you ever taken care of the children? Have you ever done housework? As for making money to support the family, how long has it been since you brought money home? Not only do you not bring money home, you even use money from your family to supplement the factory.
I didn't bother with you before, but you have to give me back these two pounds of meat for whatever you ate! I saved up for six months to celebrate my grandson's first birthday. And you bought the meat and brought it to the factory to eat and drink?! What kind of head of the family are you?
Chen Guojun, let me tell you this: if you don’t bring the money and meat back to me today, you will never be allowed to enter this house again!”
Everyone at the table felt somewhat awkward.
Should I not persuade them? It would be inappropriate. Should I persuade them? They ate the meat, but they couldn't afford to give money to the factory director's wife, so nothing I said would be appropriate.
They all lowered their heads.
Jiang Shiyue calmly picked up a piece of pickled meat for Yangyang, and his eyes swept across everyone's faces.
There were eight people at the table, men and women, young and old, and at the moment everyone had only one expression: embarrassment.
A penny can make a hero fall.
Director Chen's face was completely torn apart. He simply gave up his airs and begged for mercy in a low voice, "Can you please stop making trouble? Today is a special situation..."
The factory director's wife interrupted him directly, "Ever since the factory's poor performance, when have you ever taken money or supplies from home to the factory without claiming it was a special case? Chen Guojun, you don't need to tell me all this nonsense. Either you return the meat coupons and money, or we get a divorce and you live with the factory!"
"Auntie, don't be angry! I'll pay for it."
Everyone looked at Jiang Shiyue.
Jiang Shiyue took out money from his outer pocket, counted out two yuan, and took out two pounds of meat coupons. He stood up and walked around to the factory director's wife, stuffing the money and coupons into her hands, "Excuse me, this meal today is for me. So, please sit down! This meal is on me!"
The factory director's wife slapped the money out of Jiang Shiyue's hand and said, "I don't want your money, vixen!"
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