Sixty hot wives have space

When Du Ruo arrived at the Latiao Factory, he found that the old branch secretary had arrived, wearing a brand new Chinese tunic suit, and always had a smile on his face.

Du Ruo joked with a smile, "What's the happy event for the old branch secretary today, so happy?"

The old branch secretary said with a smile, "Good thing, good thing, there is a young man in the village who is getting married today, please let me be the witness."

Du Ruoxi said, "This is indeed a good thing, then take it easy and don't drink too much."

The old branch secretary said happily, "The young people in the village have been seeing each other recently."

"In the past, others thought our Niujiawan was poor, and no woman was willing to marry here."

"Now, our Niujiawan is rich and rich, and many women are willing to marry here. The good young people in our village finally don't have to be bachelors. I'm so happy!"

Seeing the vigor of the villagers getting better day by day, and the village getting richer day by day, Du Ruo was also in a great mood.

It is a sense of accomplishment that cannot be described in words.

In the next month, the village was often full of joy, firecrackers blared, and many new daughters-in-law.

After the number of orders increased, delivery became a bit inconvenient. Du Ruo picked a few down-to-earth and hard-working young people from the village to drive the bullock carts to the surrounding counties or supply and marketing cooperatives to deliver the goods.

Pay them according to the number of deliveries they make.

Young people in this era, especially those in rural areas, are not afraid of suffering, they are afraid that they will not have the opportunity.

Workers in the hot strip factory are hard to come by now. It is not easy for them to be favored by Du Ruo and get a job opportunity.

There are Sun Dalu and Sun Xiaolu, two brothers, driving an ox cart, starting before dawn and returning to the village after dark.

They didn't feel tired either. Since they got this job, although Du Ruo said that the work was intense and they could ask for leave to rest, the two brothers never took a day off.

As long as you work every day, you will get money, and fools only rest!

It's that time of year again for monthly payments.

After the factory got off work at six o'clock that day, Du Ruo and the old branch secretary stood in the open space of the spicy strip factory. There was a table next to them. Tidy workers.

At this time, the hot strip factory has grown to a size of 45 workers.

The old party secretary put the pipe in his hand on the table, and waved to Chen Min who was standing in the first place:
"Your sales team has done well this month. Your salary plus bonus is a total of 120 yuan. Count it up!"

When Chen Min heard that his salary plus bonus was a full 120 yuan, his face turned red with excitement, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

When she took the money, her hands were shaking.

120 dollars!
This is comparable to the senior engineers of those big factories in the capital, right?

She wanted to be an ordinary employee before, but no factory was willing to take her, but now she can get a salary of 120 yuan!
Chen Min walked back in a daze.

The other workers also had fiery eyes.

Du Ruo looked at the crowd with a smile, and said loudly, "Zhou Zhen."

Zhou Zhen endured his excitement and stepped forward. Du Ruo handed Zhou Zhen the eleven cards that he had prepared.

"This is your salary plus bonus for this month, a total of 110 yuan."

Although it is ten yuan less than Chen Min's, it is 110 yuan a month, which is not much worse than his father's previous salary.

Next is Xu Wei, 105 yuan!
Wang Shuhui, 100 yuan!
Sun Road 55!
Sun Xiaolu 55 yuan!
After the two brothers got the money, they seemed to be stupid. They looked down at the money in their hands and counted it over and over again, as if it was not enough.

As they counted, the eye circles of the two brothers suddenly turned red.

If this factory could be built earlier, maybe their parents would have the money to see a doctor and buy food, and they would not have to starve to death.

There were also a few young people in the village who received the money, and they were a little confused.

But soon, the atmosphere in the crowd became active again, laughing and talking, how to spend the money?
As usual, Du Ruo asked the workers to get off work early after the money was distributed today.

The workers are also familiar with it, and they raised objections at first, but now they can happily say hello to Du Ruo and go home.

Du Ruo, the factory manager, received 150 yuan this month, which is extremely high.

Du Ruo returned to his office, packed up his things, and planned to go back to the educated youth spot.

Unexpectedly, before she left, she heard noises coming from outside.

Du Ruo frowned, opened the door and walked out.

After leaving the office, the noise outside was even louder, and the noise was somewhat familiar. Du Ruo listened carefully, isn't this the voice of Mrs. Hu?

What is she doing here?
When Du Ruo came to the gate of the factory, many people had already gathered here.

The workers who were supposed to disperse and go home gathered here to watch the excitement.

"Let me tell you, you are still the daughter-in-law of my Cui family," Mrs. Hu pointed at Bai Chunliu with a menacing expression on her face, "You have to do whatever I tell you to do!"

"Why do you need so much money as a widow? Raise a man?"

"Let me tell you, although my son is dead, you, the daughter-in-law, will also support me until the end of my life."

"I don't want too much. Just keep ten yuan for yourself and give me the rest."

Ouch I'm going!

Listen to what this said, what do you mean, let Bai Chunliu keep ten yuan for himself, and give her the rest?

This is so generous!

Mrs. Hu looked at Bai Chunliu for granted, "You are a widow, for your sake, I don't want to leave you a penny,"

"But look, for the sake of your honesty and duty in the past few years, I still left you ten yuan."

Du Ruo was speechless, good guy, you took away more than half of Bai Chunliu's salary, and you still have to make Bai Chunliu appreciate you?
When the people around heard this, they also felt that Mrs. Hu was a bit too much;

If it was in the past, they would be happy to watch Bai Chunliu, a widow, live happily. They just stayed in the hot strip factory for a few months and were often educated by Du Ruo's thoughts, so that these women finally awakened a little self-consciousness as women.

"Ms. Hu, what you said is too much. Chunliu got 50 yuan salary this month, and you only leave [-] yuan for others. It's outrageous!"

"That's right, which old man asks his daughter-in-law for 40 yuan for retirement?"

"You still have three sons. How can you let your daughter-in-law take care of you?"

"Chunliu's ability to raise your Miao Miao is already worthy of your Cui family."

Mrs. Hu didn't expect so many people to jump out against her. When she was training the widow, these people watched the fun and were very happy.

What's going on today?

Even Bai Chunliu herself calmed down quickly after the initial anger, and she thought over and over again what Du Ruo had said to her.

"Mom," Bai Chunliu clenched his hands into fists, his body was visibly trembling nervously, but his expression and eyes looked extremely resolute and brave at this moment.

"For the sake of Yingjie's own mother, I will call you Mom."

"You want me to take care of you, but you won't forget what you said a few years ago when you kicked Miao Miao and me out of the house, right?"

When Mrs. Hu saw that Bai Chunliu was starting to turn over old accounts, she couldn't help but thump in her heart, and shouted in a shrill voice,
"What? What did I say about me?"

"I said a lot at that time, which sentence are you referring to?"

Seeing that Mrs. Hu seemed to want to renege on her debt, Bai Chunliu couldn't help but sneered, "Mom, it's okay if you didn't remember, I will."

The more Bai Chunliu said, the more anger gushed out of her body, but she calmed down instead.

"You said at the time: Since Yingjie died, I am no longer a member of your Cui family, and you don't care whether I live or die from now on."

"Mom, I'm no longer a member of your Cui family. Why should I give you a gift and support you?"