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Chapter 197(1/2)

: Eating Melon in the Age of Literature (9)

The large courtyard where the Qiao family is located was originally a two-entry courtyard.

Both the front yard and the back yard are not big:

There are three main rooms and two wing rooms in the east and west.

Because it is close to Five Star Machinery Factory, the street and the factory arranged for many workers to come in.

Depending on length of service, grade, etc., some employees are allocated one room, and some are allocated two rooms.

There are about ten households in the two courtyards.

Although Old Man Qiao's level is not very good and his skills are average, he has seniority.

He used to be an apprentice in a foreign machine factory. After liberation, he became a veteran of the Five-Star Factory.

When the house was divided, he got the two main rooms in the front yard.

The guest house also has some benefits, and she can support a family of four by herself.

After entering the door, when she saw Gu Qingcheng and Qiao Qiao, Bai Sini didn't ask any questions and just greeted her politely.

A young man in his twenties came out of the house carrying a basin of water.

There is a wooden bed placed against the west wall.

The bed was made very clean.

Gu Changhe's eyes glanced at the small bundle hanging on Gu Qingcheng's arm, and he suddenly realized, "Xiao Ni, it wasn't your family that was making a fuss just now, was it?"

Widow Liu opened her mouth and swallowed all her words of advice.

The speaker was Li Hongmei, the eldest daughter-in-law of Zhu Jinshui, the man in charge of the backyard. She was in her thirties and had a thin mouth. She looked like a shrewd and sharp-tongued person.

Gu Qingcheng said sincerely.

Want to share a room?

As she spoke, Widow Liu stood up and took out another pillow from the cabinet, "I've washed the pillow cover, it's not dirty!"

"Xiao Ni, do you really want to go back to your parents' home?"

Widow Liu's man is also an old man from a machinery factory, but he is a few years later than Old Man Qiao.

Bai Sini and Gu Changhe were inside.

"The job in the machinery factory was left by your Jianguo family. How can you say that you just give it to others?"

"Xiao Ni, let me tell you, don't be stupid!"

"Brother Changhe!"

"Oh, you kid, why can't you make sense!"

My father and mother feel distressed, but can my sisters-in-law be happy?

Otherwise, they are just neighbors of the Qiao family, and they will watch the excitement and make peace with each other.

Gu Qingcheng greeted the young man.

However, he still "beared it", forced out a smile, and found the steps by himself, "Hey! You guys come in the house!"

"Mom, you're back! What's going on in the front yard? I heard it from a distance!"

"Yeah!" Gu Changhe responded casually, lowering his head, his entire face hidden in the shadows, making his expression unclear.

According to the seniority in the village, Gu Xiaoni calls Gu Changhe brother.

There are also two rooms, one is used as the main room and the other is the back room.

Now that Gu Qingcheng has obtained the employee quota in the machinery factory, he needs to transfer his household registration here.

At night, you can unroll your bed and sleep.

Gu Qingcheng said nothing.

After Gu Qingcheng entered the house, he also noticed the movement outside.

With Gu Changhe's relationship as a matchmaker and some kinship, it is not too much for Widow Liu to act like an elder in front of Gu Qingcheng.

The pillows belong to my wife, and we don't prepare new bedding specifically for guests these days.

The eldest daughter and the three daughters got married one after another, and only one of the younger daughters found a son-in-law at home.

As Bai Sini's daughter who wanted to adopt a son-in-law, she took over Bai's father's job and worked in the guest house under the machinery factory.

The Bai family's house is neither big nor small.

"Auntie, look what you said! You were kind enough to keep me and Qiaoer here. I can't even thank you enough. How could I dislike you?"

Shui Shui, who was locked up in a small dark room:...Huh, you have been kicked out of the house by your husband's family, so you still have the heart to take advantage of others?

so--

Gu Qingcheng glanced at it and could roughly guess that this bed should belong to Widow Liu.

The decoration of the main room is similar to that of Qiao's house.

Old things, wash them clean and they can still be used!

Widow Liu took Gu Qingcheng and her daughter to the front of her house. Before she could open the door, the door was pushed open from the inside.

Bai Sini spent most of her family money to get Gu Changhe a temporary job as a cafeteria worker.

"Others don't know Jianguo's father's temper. As an old neighbor, don't you still know it?"

The bedding was folded into square squares, with pillows placed on top. The pillows were also covered with pillow covers embroidered with red plum blossoms.

Widow Liu is an aunt who can be beaten with eight poles.

After all, a son-in-law who comes to the house is the same as a daughter-in-law, who is "married" into someone else's family.

Not ugly, not beautiful, just an ordinary person.

The former is a collective household registration, and the latter is an individual household registration.

However, there are fundamental differences between a son-in-law and a daughter-in-law.

When the factory recruits workers, they can apply for single dormitories when they enter the city.

Outsiders can talk about the parents-in-law, but Gu Qingcheng, as a cheap daughter-in-law, cannot.

Having said this, Widow Liu couldn't help but shook her head.

Once you have saved up enough years of service and level, you can apply for housing allocation, or apply for family members to be transferred from rural to non-agricultural land!

As a "specially recruited" employee of the machinery factory, it is not easy for Gu Qingcheng to have a formal establishment.

If the identity is changed: Widow Liu is not the mother-in-law, but the mother-in-law, and she is not treating the son-in-law, but the daughter-in-law, which seems normal and reasonable.

Widow Liu felt a little pity. She had just lived a good life in the city for a few years, but now she had to go back in despair with her daughter.

These days, if you want to eat commercial food, there are two ways:

The first is to become a formal employee of the factory through recruitment;

"We beat and beat all day long, and we yell and drink at every turn... Oh, my child and I just want to live a quiet life!"

However, Gu Changhe is a grown man after all, and he cannot really be a househusband at home.

As he spoke, he stepped aside.

Bai Sini's son-in-law is Gu Changhe, a relative of Gu Xiaoni's village.

Widow Liu was a little impatient and waved her hand, "Hurry up and get some water. Xiaoni and I will go into the house and talk!"

She looked at Widow Liu with grateful eyes, "Auntie, thank you!"

Because of the requirements of this era, when the original customer Gu Xiaoni got married, her household registration remained with her parents' production team.

When he said the last sentence, Gu Qingcheng's face was filled with surprise, ridicule, and even more disheartened: "Forget it! This Qiao family really can't stay here any longer."

So Gu Qingcheng still had to go back to his hometown to go through the formalities.

Only when I was washing the dishes, the bang bang bang clang sounded a little harsh in the yard in the evening.

If you do well, you can become a regular employee.

Looking up and seeing Widow Liu, the young man asked casually.

Haha, just wait and see.

But when she mentioned "washing dishes" and said "son-in-law", "careful people" would easily think too much about it.

Then, she added, "But let's forget about it."

After that, Gu Changhe took the basin to the water house in the yard.

"Oh, let's talk about it after we get in!"

"Now that there is another Qiao Tongsuo, Jianguo's father can actually say ridiculous things that I have never thought of!"

However, with the factory's collective household registration, you can eat commercial food.
To be continued...
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