Siheyuan: Sizhu starts blindly and takes a new path

Qin Huairu closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were already filled with hot tears. She said, "Brother Meng, you don't care about the friendship we have had for so many days, and you just left me behind like this?"

"Huai Ru, I have no choice. I originally thought I could stay with you forever, but your family is too burdened. It's more than 300 yuan in half a year. I can't afford it. You should think of another way." After saying that, Zhao Meng took out 6 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Qin Huai Ru. "This is all I have in my pocket. I give it all to you. If you really need help in the future... forget it. Don't come to me if you need help. I can't help you."

Qin Huairu held the six yuan in her hand, feeling melancholy. Her family's life had finally improved thanks to Zhao Meng's support, but now they were going back to the previous situation. She didn't know if the old and the young could bear it.

Qin Huairu returned home empty-handed again. Seeing this, Mrs. Jia started to nag: "If that man doesn't give you money and things, you should stop following him. You can't waste your time."

"I won't be riding my body anymore. Even if I want to, no one will want me."

"What? What's going on?"

"What could happen? She just ran away. She doesn't want me anymore. She hates me." Qin Huairu said to Mrs. Jia and Xiaodang and Huaihua who were playing on the kang.

Mrs. Jia said indifferently: "This is good too. It saves me from having to look at this face every day, and I also have to worry about taking pictures of other people's wives all day long."

"Yes, you all have to have shame, but I don't. Who am I doing this for? If I hadn't learned to be a bad boy and stabbed someone, would I have to pay him 300 yuan? If you weren't reluctant to take out the money, would I have to borrow from the factory? If my family was burdened with heavy expenses, would I have to flirt with a bunch of stinky men to keep my job? Am I a born bastard with no sense of shame?"

Seeing Qin Huairu's eyes red and her voice getting louder, Jia Pozi knew that she was really angry. If she continued to add fuel to the fire and scold Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu might walk away, and then she would be in trouble. Although she was strong and domineering in front of Qin Huairu, she also knew how to relax and control her temper. "Huairu, it's my fault that I lived too long and ate too much every day. I couldn't help you solve your problems. It's all my fault. Why didn't God take me away?"

After hearing what Mrs. Jia said, Qin Huairu had to swallow her anger and said, "Mom, don't talk nonsense. I don't mean to blame you. It's my blessing that you are alive, and you can help me take care of the children."

Xiaodang secretly curled her lips at the side: Who has she ever taken care of? It seems that there is no one else except Banggeng. Now Banggeng doesn't need her anymore and even thinks she is annoying.

"Now that we don't have that person's support, what should we do in the future?" asked Mrs. Jia.

Qin Huairu said: "What else can I do? I will just continue to live a hard life. It's not like I haven't experienced it before."

"Why don't you look for another uncle and see if he is willing to teach you a skill?" Mrs. Jia gave a suggestion.

"I don't think that's possible. Haven't you noticed that the old man has been paying less attention to the affairs of the yard recently? He doesn't seem to be as willing to meddle in other people's affairs as before."

"It seems so. Since his family celebrated the New Year with Sha Zhu's family, they have changed a lot, especially towards our family." After saying this, Mrs. Jia cursed again: "Damn old loser."

At night, Qin Huairu took out a cloth bag from under the noodle jar. It was the money she had saved. She counted it and found that it was 207 yuan in total. Adding the 6 yuan Zhao Meng gave her today, it was 213 yuan in total. She took out another 3 yuan to prepare for emergencies. She put the money back and went back quietly. When she got on the kang, she called Jia Pozi twice. Seeing that she didn't respond, she went to sleep peacefully.

Director Pang has been in charge of the allocation of substitute chefs for more than three months. Although he has been managing the canteen for many years, he knows the ability of each chef and the allocation was quite reasonable at the beginning. As the service team became more and more famous, banquets of different grades came one after another. The difference in substitute chef fees between good banquets and bad banquets was sometimes only about one yuan per table. It was not obvious when there were few banquets, but when there were many banquets, the difference in income was huge. Some chefs could earn 15 yuan per substitute chef, while some could only earn 4 or 5 yuan when there were few banquets and the price was low. In this case, if the two chefs were of similar level, they could just switch to balance it out next time. I don't know if Director Pang didn't notice it or if there were other reasons. Anyway, there was no balance. The one who earned more kept getting more, and the one who earned less kept getting less. The chefs who earned less were not satisfied. Not only the chefs were not satisfied, but even the kitchen assistants had opinions. They were all in pairs, and their income was naturally low because the chefs had low incomes.

These low-income chefs did some calculations and found that after deducting the proportion of the service team, their current income is not a bit lower than when they were their own private chefs. Although it was a little less in the first month, it was not too much different. This month is not even as good as last month. Moreover, I heard that some chefs earn a lot more than before.

They went to Sha Zhu to report the situation. After all, when the service team was first established, Sha Zhu promised that the income would increase. Sha Zhu did not expect that Director Pang would make the chefs angry after only one month. He did not know what he was thinking. He promised the chefs that he would discuss with Director Pang how to deal with the situation, and then went to find Director Pang.

"Director, these past two days, Lao Zhang and his friends came to tell me that they were earning too little as substitute cooks and they didn't want to do it anymore."

"How is that possible? I asked Lao Zhang a few days ago, and he said it was pretty good, easier than before, no need to worry about anything, just cooking and collecting money, it was pretty comfortable." Director Pang was a little excited, "This guy really says one thing to you and another to me, it's not honest at all."

"Director, please don't worry. I just looked at the shift schedule. The arrangements made by Lao Zhang and the others are a little off. Please think of a way to adjust them a little. As long as they don't raise any objections, we can all agree." After all, this power was given to Director Pang, and Director Pang's position was higher than his. Sha Zhu could only persuade the other party first. "During this period, Xiao Chen and Xiao Qiu have learned well. Let's try their dishes in a few days. If it works, we can arrange for them to work later."

"That's great. With the new recruits, our service force has increased. When Xiao Chen and Xiao Qiu become more capable, if Lao Zhang and the others keep nagging, we'll just put them in the cold for a while to let them know who's the boss."

Sha Zhu smiled but said nothing. He understood that Director Pang must be a little self-inflated now.

A few days later, Sha Zhu met Lao Zhang and asked him if there was any change in the shift schedule. Lao Zhang stammered, "It's time, it's time. Thank you Director He for your concern. Thanks to Director He." After that, he took out five dollars from his pocket and handed it to Sha Zhu.

"what do you mean?"

"It's just a token of my appreciation, nothing else."

Sha Zhu glared and said, "No, I don't need your kindness. If I accept it, I will lose face. The proposal of my service team will not be to serve the people, but to exploit the workers."