Cen Huaian's eyes widened, the grievance in his heart disappeared, and he had an indescribable feeling, just like when he ate milk candy, sweet.

"Today, Black Dog's mother came to see me. Did I fight with her?"

Cen Huaian shook his head.

"Did I suffer a loss? No, I even let Black Dog's mother be blamed by everyone. Of course, it was also because she was unreasonable and she offended too many people, so other people spoke for me. There is another important reason, because of your father's relationship, the factory will definitely stand on our side."

Cen Huaian frowned, thinking carefully about Chu Xia's words and her performance in front of everyone just now.

"You want me to pretend to cry?"

Chu Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That's all you saw? I wasn't pretending to cry, I was making full use of my advantage. I'm weak and can't beat Hei Gouzi's mother, otherwise I would have just used force to shock her. So sometimes showing weakness doesn't mean you're really weak and really at a disadvantage, but you can achieve your goal by showing weakness, and the same is true for taking advantage of the situation. Just like when you fight with Hei Gouzi, if you can really suppress him and make him dare not provoke you again in the future, or even want to follow you, then you can just beat him. You can't let him succumb to you by force, you have to think about whether you have other ways to achieve your goal."

Chu Xia broke down each word and told Cen Huaian the reason behind it. She didn't want her son to be someone who only knew how to use brute force.

Although the book said that he was a villain with extraordinary wisdom and could calculate everyone's heart.

But that was something he learned after being deceived countless times and crawling in the mud step by step.

Now that she is his mother, he doesn't have to go through those hardships to learn these things.

She won't teach him to hurt others, but she will teach him how to protect himself from being hurt by others.

Cen Huaian fell into thought.

Maybe he doesn't understand some of the things Chu Xia said now, but it doesn't matter. When he grows up and goes to school, these things will be useful to him.

"Okay, think about it slowly. Take off your clothes and I'll wash them for you. Go brush your teeth, wash your face, and go to bed."

Cen Huaian's body froze, and he saw Xiao Kan'er, who was covered in mud and dirty because of the fight, and some places were torn.

He felt so distressed that he kept touching the torn places with his hands, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Mom, I shouldn't fight."

Chu Xia's hand that was about to pick up the aluminum kettle stopped, her pupils trembled, and a shocked expression appeared on her face.

Cen Huaian actually called her mom?

She sighed in her heart: Is this what it feels like to be a mother? Suddenly she felt that she had a heavy burden on her shoulders, and she was forced to carry it.

But since she had picked up a life for nothing, she had to do what she should do. Chu Xia quickly adjusted her mentality. Isn't it just being called mom? How many people dream of being a mother painlessly.

The water in the aluminum kettle was warm, just right for washing her face. She waved to Cen Huaian: "We've already fought, what's the problem? Hei Gouzi's mouth really deserves a slap."

Cen Huaian suddenly felt less uncomfortable.

He had never brushed his teeth before, so Chu Xia taught him and asked him: "Brush your teeth every morning and evening, and rinse your mouth after meals."

Cen Huaian almost vomited when he brushed his teeth for the first time, but he held back and said "hmm".

Chu Xia followed him to wash up.

After cleaning up, she looked at where Cen Huaian had washed away the red medicine, applied it again, and sprinkled some medicine powder in his mouth.

"Go to bed." Chu Xia patted his back and took the clothes to wash.

Cen Huaian lay in bed but couldn't fall asleep. He couldn't hear the sound from the bathroom. All he could think about was how his mother looked today and what she had just said.

It would be nice if his mother would always be like this today. The pancakes are so delicious, I don't know if I can eat them tomorrow.

Cen Huaian didn't fall asleep until Chu Xia rinsed all the clothes of the day in the bathroom and hung them outside the window of the inner room.

Chuxia didn't notice that when she went to bed, Cen Huaian closed his eyes very tightly and stood very straight.

Chuxia felt exhausted after cleaning for a while. Housewives are really great. She missed the fully automatic washing machine.

The weather was very hot at this time of year. Chuxia didn't have a fan in the house, but fortunately it was on the second floor. There were tall and lush trees planted all around the family building, so it was not so hot at night.

She hugged Cen Huaian inside, covered them with a thin quilt, and fell asleep quickly.

Cen Huaian didn't know when he fell asleep.

While sleeping, suddenly, he felt as if he was entangled by something, and his whole body was tight and hot.

He opened his eyes and saw his mother, who had been quite far away from him before going to bed, now holding him tightly in her arms, with her legs pressing on his legs.

It was too hot, Cen Huaian pushed Chu Xia hard.

Chu Xia grumbled and turned over, and Cen Huaian felt that he was finally relieved.

He continued to sleep, and just as he was about to fall asleep, his mother pressed on him with one leg again.

Cen Huaian stretched his legs hard again.

Not long after, Chu Xia's hand came over again.

Cen Huaian: ... He didn't remember that his mother was so dishonest when she slept before?

Later, Cen Huaian was too sleepy and really didn't have the energy to care, so he let his mother sleep freely.

The next day, Chu Xia woke up in the sound of birds chirping.

It was already daybreak outside. Chuxia subconsciously reached for her phone, but she couldn't find it. She only felt a fluffy head.

Oh yes, she was in a book.

There were no smart phones in the 1980s, and she didn't even have a watch, let alone how to tell the time.

It's not advisable to eat too much greasy food in the morning, and Chuxia felt that her mouth had no taste, so she didn't want to eat white porridge.

So she just kneaded some dough and made hand-rolled noodles.

There were no eggs or tomatoes, as she forgot to buy them yesterday. There were a lot of things missing at home, and there wasn't much oil left, and she had to go to the market today.

So except for some chopped green onions and salt, Chuxia didn't add anything else to the noodles, but it was still fragrant. It would have been even better with some sesame oil.

Cen Huaian woke up to the aroma of rice.

He got up from the bed, holding his rumbling stomach. There was another set of his new clothes on the bedside, which were already dry and smelled of soap.

But his mother was not in the room.

Cen Huaian panicked for a moment, quickly put on his clothes, put on his shoes, and ran out.

As soon as he opened the door, his mother stood by the coal stove and looked over with a smile: "Wake up, go brush your teeth and wash your face, and come over for dinner."

It was like a scene from a dream.

But this time it was not a dream, it was real!

Cen Huaian's heart suddenly swelled up, he couldn't describe this feeling, he just wanted to run fast.

He really ran, ran very fast to get the toothbrush and basin and then ran quickly to the bathroom, Chu Xia behind him shouted at him to slow down.

As soon as the food was served, Chu Xia first warned Cen Huaian not to eat it like in the state-owned hotel.

"The noodles are very hot, if you get them in your mouth again, you won't get any delicious food!"

This threat was very effective, Cen Huaian's movements immediately slowed down, and he would blow on the noodles before eating.

The noodles were very simple, without soup, not even a single vegetable, and not much salt.

But they were very fragrant, with a light saltiness and the wheat aroma of the noodles themselves, and a strong and chewy texture. Chuxia and Cen Huaian both enjoyed the meal.

"We have to divide the housework in our family. I cooked the rice, I washed the pot, and you wash the dishes, can you do it?"

There were only two bowls, Cen Huaian nodded, picked them up and went straight to the bathroom.

A neighbor squatting in the corridor eating outside joked with a smile: "Chuxia, can a five-year-old kid wash dishes? Don't break the bowls again."

"No." Chuxia said calmly: "Even if he broke it, you can just buy another one. Children can't learn to be lazy."

As usual, I boiled the medicine and took it twice a day, and one pack of medicine can be boiled twice.

It was still as bitter, and I couldn't eat sugar, for fear of affecting the medicinal properties.

Cen Huaian is not old enough to go to primary school, but there is a child rearing class in the third textile factory, and many children in the family compound are sent there.

Especially for dual-time workers who have no one to look after their children at home, they have to send their children there when they are just one year old. There is nothing they can do about it.

The original owner wanted to send him there before.

But her mother said that the child rearing class was useless and was just for looking after children. She would help her and she would just give her the money.

Later, Cen Huaian could remember things and knew that his grandmother treated him badly, so he refused to follow Wang Yulan.

Wang Yulan found various excuses to take the original owner's money, so sending him to the child rearing class was left unfinished.

However, Chuxia was going to send Cen Huaian to the child rearing class today. She didn't go to work in the factory yesterday, and she couldn't explain why she didn't go today.

It is definitely not possible to take the child with her. She is also worried about leaving him at home. If Wang Yulan comes again, Cen Huaian will definitely suffer when facing an adult like her.

It is better to send him directly to the Yuhong class.

The Yuhong class charges two yuan. There are no winter and summer vacations. When the employees are on vacation, the Yuhong class is also on vacation. After all, it is run by the factory for the convenience of employees.

So when Chuxia took Cen Huaian there, they only said that the transfer class will also be charged on a quarterly basis, and there will be no reduction in the time not attended before.

Chuxia agreed, and the Yuhong class accepted Cen Huaian.

Cen Huaian used to envy the children in the Yuhong class, thinking that they must be very happy there.

But when he was led in by his mother, he saw the sound of children crying non-stop, and the teacher couldn't soothe them. The noise was so loud that his ears were about to go deaf. He felt so terrible and didn't envy the children in the Yuhong class at all.

But the money had been paid.

Cen Huaian was five years old and was assigned to the middle class. The children in his class were all older and there were not so many crying. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chuxia looked at the children in the middle class, and the teacher pointed to an empty seat in the middle back row to Chuxia: "From now on, that will be the seat for little Cen Huaian."

"Okay, thank you teacher."

Before leaving, Chuxia stuffed a handful of candy into Cen Huaian's pocket and whispered to him: "Remember to share the candy with other children."

Cen Huaian nodded, but in fact he didn't hear what his mother said, his mind was all on the candy.

Toffees, all of them!

As soon as Chuxia left, he quickly stuffed one into his mouth before entering the Yuhong class.

As for giving it to other children, he didn't hear it.

Chuxia went straight to work after she came out.

The division of labor among weavers in a textile factory is different. Chuxia is in the fine yarn workshop, handling various crisscrossing threads while the machine is running, and her hands must be fast.

This job doesn't sound easy, and it's easy to burn your hands, which is especially testing for people's patience and carefulness.

To be honest, there are so many workshops for textile workers, and there is no job that is not hard, just the degree of hardship is different.

Chuxia knew she couldn't do it as soon as she took over.

She has the memories of the original owner, but not the skills of the original owner. She tried once, but she couldn't even connect the thread ends, and she almost burned her hands.

The female worker next to her looked at her strangely: "Chuxia, what's wrong with you? You didn't come yesterday, and you can't even do the work today?"

Chuxia rubbed her fingers, smiled weakly and said to her: "I'm weak and haven't recovered yet."

After that, she went to ask for leave from the team leader. If she didn't ask for leave, she would be exposed as soon as she did the work.

The team leader looked unhappy, but still approved her leave, including yesterday's leave.

"You skipped work yesterday and asked for leave today. If you ask for leave tomorrow, I won't approve it. Go to the factory manager!"

Standing outside the workshop, Chuxia was worried: she couldn't be a textile worker. Not to mention the skills, her body couldn't bear the intensity.

Normal female workers would be exhausted with backaches at the end of the day, let alone her.

But if she didn't work as a textile worker, what kind of work could she do?

The original owner graduated from high school. Why was her mother so patriarchal that she and her eldest sister could both go to high school?

Because Ms. Wang Yulan wanted to sell her two daughters at a good price.

After graduating from high school, and with the outstanding looks of the two sisters, Wang Yulan was confident that she would marry them to someone with a better family background, and then help her mother's family later.

Chu Xia's eldest sister and the person she married were indeed as good as Wang Yulan expected.

Her eldest sister married the son of the secretary of the No. 1 Textile Factory, and the original owner was able to marry Cen Zhengnian because of her father's relationship.

Luo's father is a veteran. He was in the same class as Cen Zhengnian's father. He even saved Cen Zhengnian's father's life and was forced to retire because of missing one of his hands.

With the help of this life-saving grace and careful planning, the original owner met Cen Zhengnian when the Cen family returned to their hometown to worship their relatives, got engaged, and got married within a year.

Now Chuxia is grateful that the original owner has a high school diploma, at least she can choose to go to college.

She knows that this era is actually the best time to go into the business world. In the future, the economy will be more open, and there will be countless opportunities in Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

But Chuxia also knows that she does not have the ability to do business.

It is difficult for a woman to do business in this era, not only to be tactful, to have connections, but also to have strong means to protect herself.

What's more, there is also a crackdown on speculation and profiteering. It is like putting your head on your belt. If you are too aggressive and compete with state-owned enterprises for business, the police will arrest you and sentence you to speculation and profiteering.

This is not something she can do.

With her weak physique, she might fall down halfway before she even gets to Guangzhou.

Not to mention the other petty thieves and hooligans. This is the best of times, but also the most chaotic of times.

So after thinking about it, there is only one thing she can do, which is to go to university and do her old profession.

However, Chuxia, who was exhausted to death by continuous operations in her previous life, no longer wants to study Western medicine.

She doesn't want to be exhausted to death, she just wants to live well, make a little money in this era, buy a few more houses while the house prices have not risen, and collect rent by lying down.

She plans to study traditional Chinese medicine, and she will study it slowly, and the focus is still on taking care of her body.

Chuxia, who has figured it out, is ready to find the human resources of the factory to see if she can transfer to a relaxed department and get less money.

If she can't transfer, she will think of other ways. If it really doesn't work, for the sake of her life, she can only resign.

As soon as she raised her foot, she heard a loud female voice calling her: "Chuxia! Wait!"

Chuxia turned around and saw a woman in her thirties wearing a white dacron shirt and dark blue pants, with a slightly square face, walking towards her quickly.

Then she grabbed her wrist, smiled warmly and said: "It's a coincidence that I ran into you, so you don't have to go to the workshop to look for him. Chairman Zheng is looking for you. Let's go to the union for a cup of tea."