Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Other families live happily, but my life is not so good. My husband and I both worked in garment factories, but we both lost our jobs. Our eldest child is in primary school, and our second child is in kindergarten.

The days were gloomy, but things would get better. My husband found a job at a construction site, earning 80 yuan a month. Ma Hongmei went to work temporarily at a kimchi factory, earning 120 yuan in two months. I thought my life would go on like this, but my father-in-law broke his leg while driving a horse-drawn carriage, and my mother-in-law had to go back to the village to take care of him. There was no one to pick up and take care of the children, so Ma Hongmei had no choice but to quit her job at the kimchi factory. My husband was the only one working, and the family of four spent money. Life was tight, and when things got tight, I even had to break open the children's coin jars to deal with emergencies.

Liu Xia Lian asked: "Sister Ma, if I give you the equipment to make popular clothes, cotton-padded jackets and down jackets on the market, can you make them?"

"That's right. I've been doing this for more than ten years. As long as we have the materials and equipment, we can definitely do it."

"This is my good sister, Li Damei, the owner of Damei Clothing Store. I want to open a clothing factory in the industrial park. Can you contact a hundred or so skilled workers?"

Ma Hongmei did not answer immediately. She thought for a moment and then said, "You two are bosses. The most basic workers have a very difficult life. Some families can't even afford to eat. Forget about sewing. Even if you want to recruit someone to clean the toilet, there will be applicants."

Liu Xialian shook her head. "Sister Ma is wrong. Damei and I are both from poor peasant families. We made some achievements by digging ginseng and hunting in Sanlin. We have never forgotten that we are farmers. We know the difficulties of workers, and we know the difficulties of farmers even better."

Ma Hongmei was speechless. Just as what was said, these two people were indeed from peasant families. Although they were rich, they were only just rich.

"Director Li, I wonder how much salary you can offer?"

“How much did the garment factory pay?”

"It ranges from 40 to 55, depending on the level. Very few can get 60. But state-owned factories have some other advantages, that is, they have kindergartens and clinics. Children can go to kindergarten and workers can see a doctor for free."

Li Damei said: "Our situation is different. It's a garment factory opened by an individual. Food and accommodation are provided, starting from 45 yuan, and monthly bonuses are calculated separately. In normal circumstances, the salary is 60 yuan. But there are no kindergartens or health centers."

After hearing what Li Damei said, Ma Hongmei felt relieved: "With a monthly salary of more than 40 yuan, people are lining up to find jobs. Workers are not a problem at all. We can find 200 to 300 skilled workers. Even if there are no skilled workers, we can train them ourselves. The training period for skillful female workers will not take more than three months. So I said workers are not a problem. The problem is whether the products produced can be sold well. The times change too fast. This year this is popular, and next year that is popular. Can the factory survive?"

Liu Xialian said: "Workers are part of the factory, and you should have your own ideas. Give us your opinions and suggestions for the factory production. When everyone adds fuel, the flames rise high."

Ma Hongmei was stunned: "Really? In a privately owned garment factory, workers still have a say?"

"Of course, just like the kimchi factory, we never delay the workers' wages, and the workers can give their opinions and suggestions. Are you still considering looking for a job recently? If so, how about coming here to be a foreman? The salary is 60 yuan, plus bonuses, which is 15 or 16 yuan more than ordinary workers every month."

Sister Ma was overjoyed after hearing this. The pressure of life has put a lot of pressure on her husband. He is in his early thirties and has white hair. He is not as energetic as before. If she can find a job, the family will get better immediately.

"That's great. I'll contact my good sister right away. When will she start work?"

Li Damei thought for a moment and said, "Find four strong female workers and start working and calculating their wages tomorrow. However, they cannot make clothes. You will plan the layout of the factory first. You will be my assistant for the time being."

Sister Ma only felt her mouth dry and she almost shed tears with excitement.

"Okay, I will. I'll find someone in a moment."

Li Damei took out fifty yuan and said, "Sister Ma, you didn't bring much money with you when you went out. This fifty yuan is your advance salary. Take it first and I'll deduct it from your salary later."

"This, this, this is inappropriate. I haven't even started working yet." Sister Ma is not young anymore, so she naturally understands that it was Li Damei who gave the money first because she saw that her family was in difficulty.

"What's inappropriate? Now that you have no worries, you can serve the factory better. The factory should treat you as a family member. If you are bullied or have any grievances in the future, even if your husband beats you, you can come to me and I will take care of it for you."

"Okay, thank you Director Li."

In no time, they found an assistant and the two of them left the garment factory dormitory building.

Li Damei said to Liu Xialian, "It's settled. Just prepare the money. I don't need more, just 50,000. We will start with cotton and down jackets, and also make other clothes for other seasons. I hope we can go further and make the business bigger and stronger."

"Yes, don't worry, take your time. Lay a solid foundation at the beginning, and you will be able to develop quickly later."

Liu Xialian and Li Damei left. Ma Hongmei washed clothes, cooked dinner for the children, and then went out to contact skilled sewing workers. They were all from the same factory, so she knew exactly who was doing what. It felt good to have a job. I felt ten pounds lighter and full of strength. It really fits the saying that it is not the job that needs you, but you who need the job.

My husband works at a nearby construction site and comes home in the evening for dinner.

A few hours later, Ma Hongmei's husband Yang Xiaoniu came home, his gray work clothes were stained with cement and lime, and his hands were even cracked. The three yuan a day was earned with sweat.

"Wow, I smell fried chicken."

"I passed by the vegetable market. The children hadn't eaten chicken for a long time, so I bought half a chicken and made stir-fried chicken with green peppers."

Yang Xiaoniu felt a little helpless. It was a bit difficult for him to support the family alone, but he had to bear it no matter how hard or tiring it was. A man has to stand firm.

I originally wanted to ask my wife to save more money, but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them anymore. My wife is also very busy. She washes clothes, cooks, picks up the children, and tutors them with their homework at night.

"Husband, are you worried about money? I have good news for you. I found a job as assistant to the general manager and assembly line supervisor at Damei Garment Factory. The monthly salary is 60 yuan, bonuses are not included, and breakfast, lunch, and dinner are included."

Yang Xiaoniu pinched his wife.

"Why are you pinching me?"

"I wanted to see if I was dreaming, and it turns out to be real. That's great. I'm going to the balcony to smoke a cigarette."