The counterattack begins with Fan Shengmei in Ode to Joy

Chapter 298 Fiery Hope

Wu Qian greeted the back, "Juan'er, I'm here to pick me up on National Day, I'm leaving first! Sister, hurry up."

Two more voices sounded in the darkness.

"Okay, you go first."

"wait for me!"

Zheng Juan and Xiao Guoqing's family parted ways, and Xiao Guoqing, his wife and sister pushed two tricycles and walked on the street of optical film.

The streets in the optical film have been dirt roads for decades, full of potholes, and will become muddy ponds when it rains.In the past two years, the educated youths have returned to the city one after another, and the housing of each family in the optical film is more tense than before.

Many people built and built randomly without permission, not only occupying the street, but also had to dig some on the road without soil for building the house.

The result of this is that the streets are full of potholes. Some people are as diligent as Zhou's family, and they will choose to fill the pits with burnt slag in winter, but most people don't care.

You have to be careful when driving during the day, and it is even more unthinkable to ride a bicycle at night. You may overturn in that pit, or it will be safe to push the bicycle.

All the way home cautiously, it was past ten o'clock, and the family members had already laid down, but the two women, Wu Qian and Xiao Aiying, were so excited that they couldn't sleep.

"Don't look at the two of us earning 20 yuan in 30 days, but compared with Zheng Juan, it's nothing at all."

"Isn't it? National Day, do you know? How much money does Zheng Juan earn these days?"

"How much money do you make?"

"More than 45 yuan, more than two yuan a day."

Xiao Guoqing was also told by his sister and daughter-in-law that he couldn't sleep.

I earned more than 20 yuan in 40 days, and I worked so hard in the timber factory for less than 30 yuan a month. Now the factory is not profitable, and I haven’t been paid for three months.

Doesn't that mean that Zheng Juan set up a stall for a month and worked hard for two months?
"How can you earn so much?" Xiao Guoqing asked.

"Take the share!" Wu Qian still couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart when she thought of today's scene, "Bingkun and his wife are good at thinking, and when Mr. Zhuang asked us to choose from the beginning, they recognized it. As for the share, we are the stupid people who still keep the dead wages. I don’t even think about it, if the dead wages are reliable, can we still live like this?”

"Why so much nonsense, hurry up, that's how much money you make?"

"Of course I made money. If you make 100 yuan from setting up a stall, Zheng Juan can share 40 yuan. The stall is owned by the boss, the dishes are researched by the boss, and the ingredients come from the boss. You don't have to worry about anything, just set up a stall to sell. Good thing, do you think you can take the 40 yuan to your heart's content?"

Wu Qian's tone was full of envy.

Xiao Guoqing nodded and said: "Indeed, I knew that we would also choose the share. By the way, Wu Qian, can't we also choose the share?"

Wu Qian gave Xiao Guoqing a supercilious look, "Why are you being the boss? They didn't set up a stall before, and no one knew whether they would make money, so the boss is willing to give everyone a share, and he can share some risks! Now it is obvious About money, why should people change it for you? Do you think money is burning your hands?"

Xiao Guoqing thought about it for the same reason, and sighed, "Why didn't we think of that at the beginning!"

At this time, sister Xiao Aiying said: "National Day, don't listen to Wu Qian teasing you, the boss agreed to change the share for us."

Xiao Guoqing was puzzled, "What's going on?"

Xiao Aiying was a little embarrassed, and Wu Qian said: "What's going on, we all want to change the share. I guess the boss didn't want to make everyone upset because of this, so he changed the share for everyone. But this time it's [-]%. It is also clear that [-]% is for Zheng Juan. Now it is obvious that the business that makes money can only give us [-]%. This share is definitely not as good as Zheng Juan, but it is definitely better than taking dead wages."

Xiao Guoqing frowned and said: "Accordingly, everyone has spoken beforehand, and even if the boss doesn't change it, we can't find any reason. Now that they have changed the share, we have to accept their favor."

"That's for sure. Zheng Juan's family gets 60% when they don't have a stall. We can't compare with others. Now I can get [-]%. We have just launched the stall, and the business will get better and better in the future. If it goes well, we can share five or sixty yuan a month!"

"If that's the case, that's fine!"

Xiao Guoqing's tone was full of longing.

There are only two rooms in their house, but the square footage is much smaller than that of Zhou's house. The total area is less than forty square meters, and there are two parents, three members of my own family, the eldest sister's family, and the second sister's family, a total of twelve people.

He and Wu Qian hoped to have a house of their own all the time, even if it was a little smaller or dilapidated.

Some time ago, Wu Qian's job in the state-run hotel was almost lost. He was also waiting to die at the Red Star Timber Factory. He couldn't get paid for several months. Their life seemed to have become a stagnant pool without any waves.

But today, when Wu Qian paid her salary, it was like throwing a stone into a calm lake, causing ripples.

If they can earn 50 yuan a month, 600 yuan a year, their family can build a house in less than two years.

Or you can buy it, no, it should be "exchanging", exchanging a house for someone else.

Xiao Guoqing had an idea, and said to Wu Qian, "Hey, Wu Qian, what do you think I'll go out with you too?"

"What?" After several minutes of silence, Wu Qian felt exhausted and almost fell asleep, but was awakened by her husband's words.

"I said I'm going out too!"

Wu Qian turned over and looked at her husband with shining eyes in the dark.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Guoqing asked impatiently, "How is it? Are you talking?"

After Wu Qian hesitated for a while, she said, "At least you are doing a serious job in the timber factory. It is enough for our family to set up a stall by myself. After all, setting up a stall is not a serious job. If something happens in the future, we will There is no guarantee at home."

If placed in later generations, Wu Qian's point of view may attract many people's rebuttals, but in the 80s Ji Chun, it was an extremely orthodox statement.

But at this time, Xiao Guoqing seemed to have turned on a certain switch in his mind, and asked: "But even if we both work formally, we don't see how our lives are going to be any better?"

Xiao Guoqing's words left Wu Qian speechless.

Yes!

Even though the wages are low, she and Xiao Guoqing's small family is a dual-career family after all. They have been married for four or five years, and they work hard to earn money, but what happened?
It’s not that hard to live, let alone buying a house, I can’t even save money to rent a house, so I can only squeeze a family of more than a dozen people into two small bungalows.

Wu Qian thought of the 30 yuan she got today, which was the money she used to earn in a state-run restaurant for more than a month.

She thought about the future, even if it was calculated based on the dead wages from the stall, she and Xiao Guoqing would be 90 yuan a month, and 80 yuan a year.

You can build a bigger house with two years of savings.

Thinking of the house, Wu Qian's heart was full of fire.

So what if you have a serious job?Don't you have to be poor?

In this case, why not go to sea at all!

(End of this chapter)