Travel through the 70s, marry the king of soldiers, and become the richest man with space

"Aunt Wu, Fuyu, morning."

"Good morning~"

"Sister-in-law Liu, sister, have you had breakfast?"

"After eating, please stop being busy. We don't want to drink tea or anything."

Liu Aihua helped her sit on the chair and prevented her from doing anything.

"Oh, don't treat me like a porcelain doll. I took X-rays when I was discharged from the hospital and it's almost healed. Otherwise, the doctor wouldn't be able to let me back."

"No, you can't work yet."

"Before we came, your family Yan Tuan specifically told us not to let you work. If he knew that you were busy working for us, we would probably be turned away by him like other people in the family home. outside."

"Don't listen to him, he's a little too worried."

Having said that, Song Fuyu still sat on the chair honestly.

It was obvious that both of them, including Aunt Wu, were united with Yan Ziyuan. The main purpose is not to let her work.

"No one is working overtime this week, right?"

"No more overtime. After what you said last week, everyone will get off work on time every day and never dare to work overtime again."

It is true as Fuyu said, from morning to night, embroidering for more than ten hours all day long, my eyes really can't stand it.

They are indeed eager to make money, but it should not be based on harming their health.

After Liu Aihua and Wu Da Niu returned from the hospital, they had a serious talk with other people the next day, and finally everyone agreed to get off work on time.

"Is the worksheet finished?"

"The statistics are ready."

Liu Aihua handed Song Fuyu a registration book that recorded how many clothes everyone made every day, what clothes they were, and how much they cost.

She is currently maintaining this form alone. Originally, according to Song Fuyu's intention, she and Wu Da Niu were responsible for registering this matter together. However, Da Niu cannot read a single Chinese character, and now she can only barely recognize the numbers from one to ten. .

"I counted the clothes and money everyone made last night. There is a total at the bottom of the paper. You can count it again."

"Okay, let me take a look first."

She flipped through page after page, and Mrs. Liu's registration was very detailed.

"Is everything okay after checking the clothes?"

"Don't worry. Sister Da Niu and I will check it carefully before registering every day. Whether there is a problem with the stitching or the button is crooked, we will return it and let them rework it."

"I'm afraid there will be problems in the future. At present, we put the clothes made by each person separately, not together. When you are well, you can go and check them carefully."

"It's not so harsh. With your ability and level of care, you two found no problem after checking. I will definitely check again and the result will be the same."

She trusts Sister Liu and Sister Da Niu very much. Of course, this trust is not blind, but they are indeed worthy of it.

As team leaders, the two of them are not only strict with what others produce, but they are also extremely strict with themselves. They will never take advantage of themselves as team leaders, and they are both very upright people.

"I can't tell, Sister Fang is so powerful."

He doesn't talk much, but his efficiency is so high.

Since she started working, she has accumulated overtime hours, 23 working days, and earned a total of 42 yuan and 50 cents. If you work for a full month, your income can reach [-] yuan, which is higher than the income of ordinary factory workers.

"She is indeed very capable and works very seriously. She has never returned to work this month."

After reading through everyone's work content and salary, she also calculated the total.

"The total salary of everyone this month is 240 yuan and [-] cents. I will give the money to you. I will not go to the studio tomorrow. Please pay it on my behalf."

Ziyuan would definitely not agree to her going out, and she didn't want to go out right now for fear of meeting other people from the family home.

"Remember, those who receive the money must put their fingerprints behind their names."

She went back to her room, took out the money and handed it to Liu Aihua.

"Don't worry, we will all comply with your request."

Liu Aihua's hands were still shaking after receiving so much money.

"Don't be so nervous. This is just the first month. You will all make more money in the future."

"I had never thought that I would have the opportunity to make so much money like this. Even last month, I was immersed in the worry that the match factory would one day not give us the opportunity to outsource matchbox pasting."

"Me too. Although I only earned more than ten yuan this month, my inner happiness is completely different from going to a match factory to settle my wages."

If we really go by Wu Da Niu's ability to make clothes and how hard she works, she will definitely earn more money than Zhou Fang.

But her most important task now is to learn embroidery well and strive to earn more money in the future.

"Sister Da Niu, your current task is the most difficult of all."

"Not only do you have to practice embroidery hard every day, but you also have to learn how to read the characters. Otherwise, there are things I want to entrust you to do, and you won't be able to do them because you don't know the characters."

"Our fourth child is in the first grade. Now I study with him every night, trying to learn the words as soon as possible."

"Then come on, keep an eye on you."

When it comes to reading, Wu Da Niu gets a headache.

She, Wu Da Niu, was a good hand at making clothes and doing housework. Even when she was doing farm work at home, she thought she was no worse than men, but she failed at reading.

She had never thought that she would need to read in her life. In the previous literacy classes organized by the village, she only used to play with them and chatted with them. Except for numbers, she did not memorize any Chinese characters taught by the teacher. live.

But things are different now. She is the team leader of the studio. As a small leader, it is really embarrassing not to know how to read.

"Do you need to replenish the fabrics?"

"Yes, the white lining fabric is almost gone, and there is only one piece of fabric left for the blue coat."

"Give me the notebook and pen."

She took the notebook and wrote a series of phone calls on it.

"This is the phone number of Zhao Da's office, deputy director of the Qin City Garment Factory. You saw him last time he came here."

"Sister-in-law Liu, give him a call tomorrow and tell him if you need anything."

"By the way, ask me how the fabric I asked the textile factory to produce in the letter I sent him last time is progressing. If it has already been produced, ask him to arrange for some to be shipped over."

"Okay, I'll call him tomorrow morning."