Chapter 129: Marriage on behalf of the year 7
Lingzhi makes cold noodles with two cold side dishes, which is perfect for summer.
She ate a bowl to satisfy her appetite, and Fei Yunan took all the rest in the pot. After finishing the meal, she held her stomach in her hands and burped. He rarely blushed: "Your cooking is much better than Aunt Lin's. "
Lin Zhi smiled: "Happy I can do it next time." He stood up and looked at him hesitantly, "So, will you wash the dishes today?"
Fei Yun'an didn't expect that he had never been in the bathroom before. Kitchen, "Okay."
He just begged her today not to tell the truth and to wash the dishes as an apology.
Ling Zhi smiled at him and returned to the room.
She took her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Although the Fei family lived in a house in the factory, the interior decoration was different from that of ordinary employees. There were TVs, radios, and even shower rooms and bathtubs in the house. Mrs. Fei There is also a foreign refrigerator downstairs.
While washing, I listened to the bang bang bang bang bang coming from the kitchen. The bowl fell to the floor and broke into pieces. Fei Yunan was cursing.
She pretended not to hear. After washing and putting on her clothes, wiping her hair and going out, she was surprised to see Fei Yunan come out of the kitchen covered in water: "You..."
Fei Yun'an immediately put the bag behind him and said quickly: "I've finished washing. Now I'm going to take a walk downstairs. You can go back to your room and go to bed."
But his eyes fell on the clothes she was wearing. Wearing a white floral skirt, her face was white and tender from taking a bath, revealing her slender limbs. She couldn't help but be stunned, her face became hot, and she was a little embarrassed to look at it.
Ling Zhi did not expose him and nodded: "Okay."
Fei Yun'an watched the door of her room close, came back to her senses, patted her face, and quickly picked up the broken bowl. Floor, threw it into the trash can, then quickly went to my parents' kitchen and brought back several identical ones.
Putting it in the kitchen, he wiped the sweat from his face, looked down at his soaked clothes, and quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The next day, when Lin Zhi got up, Fei Yunan's door was still closed.
She took a look, packed up, went downstairs to have breakfast, then said to Mrs. Fei, the factory manager, and rode her bicycle to work in the garment factory.
The factory is in the west of the city. When you leave the door, the road is full of pedestrians rushing to work.
Most of them are wearing work clothes from each factory, and there are also beauty-loving women wearing floral skirts, eye-catching clothes, etc. There are children on the front and back seats of the bicycles, who are probably going to be sent to school.
Half an hour later, Linzhi arrived at the garment factory, told the guard, waited for a while, and was taken to the recruitment office.
The person in charge was a middle-aged woman with short hair, looking through the information: "Lin Xuejia transferred the job to you? Are you her sister?"
Lin Zhi nodded: "Yes, Director Li, is this okay? "
Director Li looked at her: " It’s okay as long as I’m willing, but she’s a regular employee. If you say she has to work for half a year before becoming a regular employee, do you agree?”
Ling Zhi: “I have no problem.”
Lin Xuejia's job was arranged by the Fei family in return for her.
But she was not arranged by Fei's family, so there wouldn't be much preferential treatment in the factory, but being able to become a full-time employee after half a year was pretty good.
Many people have been working as temporary workers for more than ten years, with no prospect of becoming regular workers.
However, it is already the early 1980s, and soon some poorly managed factories will close down, and many people will be laid off. This garment factory did not seem to last long, and later closed down.
Director Fei's machinery factory, on the other hand, has been doing very well and was later converted into a state-owned enterprise.
But in the original plot, Factory Director Fei had already been promoted back to Beijing.
"Okay, then I'll ask Xiao Xu to take you to the factory." A boy wearing glasses came in and took Lin Zhi out to a workshop, where rows of women were busy on the assembly line.
Xiao Xu called a eldest sister and asked her to take Lin Zhi with her. He watched them working for a while and then went out.
As soon as he left, the workshop became more lively. Sister Wen said curiously next to her: "Lin Xuejia was in your position before, and your hands and feet are much neater than hers. Hey, in your job, shouldn't you Is she a replacement?"
"I saw her coming to the factory to see Director Li yesterday. Is this the case?"
Lin Zhi said: "It is indeed her replacement."
The eldest sister's eyes lit up and she lowered her voice, "Then what is your relationship with her? Is Lin Xuejia really married to the son of factory director Fei next door? ?”
Ling Zhi: “…Uh, who did you hear about this?”
Sister Wen said directly. Said: "That's what Lin Xuejia said. She was also taken care of by me before. She said that this job was given to her daughter-in-law by the Fei family. I didn't believe it at first, but now she asked you to come to work. A few days ago, Director Fei's family held a happy event. Look. She looks like she’s really married, oh, I’m so jealous of her.”
Ling Zhi couldn’t answer this, so she could only smile and start working.
The original owner was in good health and was used to doing this kind of work. After a whole morning, Lin Zhi didn't feel very tired.
At lunch, she followed Sister Wen and several aunts she knew well to the cafeteria to eat. It happened that there were meat dishes today, and the eldest sister said that Linzhi was lucky.
A few people were eating, talking and laughing, when suddenly several people walked straight towards them.
The leader, a very eye-catching woman, stood in front of her. Lin Zhi stopped her chopsticks and said, "Hello, I saw you wearing a green skirt on the street yesterday. Can I ask where you bought it? ?”
Ling Zhi really didn’t expect to meet Fei Yunan’s Qingmei here.
Swallowing the food in his mouth: "I didn't buy that skirt, I made it myself."
Xin Yu was immediately disappointed, looked at her, and said, "Then you make another one of the same kind? I'll give it to you How about your money?”
Ling Zhiyao Head: "Sorry, I just went to work and am a bit busy. I'm afraid I don't have time to do it."
Don't say that she really doesn't have time. Even if she has time, she won't do it for her. And if she knew, it would be a waste of time for her to do it. Yun An's current wife probably hates her to death.
Xin Yu: "Then you sell me that one? Fifty yuan!"
Lin Zhi was a little shocked by her generosity. Now when she went to the store to buy a foreign skirt, it only cost forty or fifty, and she just paid fifty... But when she thought about Fei Yunan spending money for her, it became clear again.
"I'm afraid it won't work either. I made it according to my size. It won't fit you."
Xin Yu's face suddenly turned bad after being rejected one after another. He turned around and stepped on his high heels a little angry. The ground is gone.
A few aunties hurriedly pulled Lin Zhi: "It's fifty yuan, why don't you agree? It's already our monthly salary." Their monthly salary is only more than sixty yuan, and a skirt is fifty yuan. Not for sale.
Ling Zhi could only say: "I don't have many clothes. And the clothes I wear are never suitable for others."
The aunts thought about it, but they were still a little bitter: "That Xin Yu is so rich! I don't know what her family does? I saw her riding in a car with a man before. I guess he is her partner."
Ling Zhi immediately thought of Fei Yunan, and there was no one else except him.
(End of this chapter)