The fat woman led Tian Tian to a table and brought a yellow bench for Tian Tian to sit down.

Then, she took a strip of leather three or four centimeters wide from the countertop and showed it to Tian Tian, only to see that she first smeared an appropriate amount of glue, and then, folded in half, then held down the strip with one hand, and hit it with a hammer with the other hand, and gradually retreated to the end, so that they were completely glued together between the upper and lower pieces.

After a while, she asked Tian Tian to learn to do and see. So, Tian Tian operated very seriously step by step. Seeing that she understood and mastered, the fat woman left.

After a while, a girl with a thin face next to her whispered to Tian Tian: "Where are you?"

Tian Tian raised his head and looked at her and said, "Jiangxi's." What about you?"

"I, Sichuan, how old am I?"

"Seventeen years old. ”

Perhaps, because of the newcomers, they are being given special and strict attention.

Seeing that the two of them were whispering, the fat woman immediately walked over and said with a straight face: "Don't talk during work hours!" Seeing that she was caught, Tian Tian's face turned red, and she hurriedly closed her mouth and lowered her head to work.

Perhaps, I am afraid that the workers are too bored, there is a radio in the workshop, I don't know which station, anyway, it is a song program, and the melodious singing is rippling in the workshop, and it enters the ears of every worker without discussion.

Unconsciously, Tian Tian suddenly heard the sound of the electric bell, and was wondering, seeing some people running out of their legs, and then, everyone put down their work, turned off the power, got up and walked out of the door.

It turned out to be off work.

Sichuan girl pulled Tian Tiantian: "Let's go." ”

So, Tian Tian walked downstairs side by side with her. They talked as they walked. Tian Tian found out that the chubby woman turned out to be the team leader, and the woman in high heels was a clerk in the office.

Tian Tian ran to the dormitory to get a rice bowl. Eat winter melon and tofu today. Perhaps, she was hungry, and she didn't think it would be too unpalatable.

After dinner, he passed by the TV room and saw that it was overcrowded, so Tian Tian did not go in, but went back to the dormitory.

Because they only had an hour and a half rest at noon, most people didn't dare to run too far. So, everyone chatted on the edge of the bed in the dormitory, or listened to the radio, or squatted next to the bed to write letters, or washed shoes, or washed hair...... I just don't dare to sleep because I'm worried that I'm oversleeping.

Soon, a rapid electric bell rang, and it was time to go to work. Everyone flocked to their respective workshops from all directions, taking their places in their own positions and continuing to work.

Tian Tian also came to the place where he had sat in the morning. The pungent smell of glue made her almost nauseous, but she silently held back.

Tian Tian covered her mouth in shock, and couldn't help but look at a woman diagonally opposite, because she found that person had a big belly, wouldn't she be uncomfortable? By the way, she glanced at other people, seeing them so indifferent, Tian Tian was really envious.

The countertop worker is to brush the back of the fabric with glue, and then, gluing, folding and other work, it is the previous process of the parking worker. It is conducive to better stitching of lathes, making margins and lines more smooth, uniform and beautiful.

So, Tian Tian applied glue, glued, folded, and beaten every day...... Doing repetitive, monotonous, and tedious work.

However, as each day passed, Tian Tian and his co-workers became more and more familiar. It turned out that there were people from all over the world sitting around their small table, including Henan, Hubei, Guizhou, Sichuan and other places.

Perhaps, it is a newcomer, Tian Tian is sometimes assigned to help in other places, such as pressing buttons, cutting threads, folding and packaging, etc.

On this day, Tian Tian was taken to the workshop on the third floor by the team leader. As soon as I stepped into the workshop, I heard the incessant sound of the tram, which was more crowded and noisy than the upstairs.

I saw that each tram had a parking stall, and there was a large blue basket for loading goods in front of the tram, and there was a tall pile of leather on the right side. Slide into that big basket when it's done.

Tian Tian was responsible for cutting off the sparse thread of the finished handbag.

From the label on the chest of the female lathe worker next to her, I learned that this person's name was Huang Lihua. Because it is piece-rated, therefore, every time they receive a material, they must be truthfully recorded in the notebook, of course, the team leader also has a base list.

Because of different processes, its unit price is not the same. Some are a dime, some are five cents, some are three cents or a cent, or even, two cents.

Perhaps because of the overwork and more pay, the lathe workers will only work hard against time, and have no time to pay attention to others, let alone have a short chat.

Seeing that people were so busy, Tian Tian was embarrassed to disturb, so he had to work silently.

"Oops, I'm annoying!" Suddenly, an angry roar rose from the workshop, causing everyone to look sideways. I saw that a woman over there threw the handbag in her hand to the ground.

It turned out that the team leader asked her to rework again, and it was the fourth time to rework, but she didn't expect it to work, so she couldn't bear it.

When the team leader who had just turned to leave heard the noise, he stopped, gave her a fierce look, ignored it, turned around, and continued to walk forward.

"Dead Eight Woman!"

The female turner muttered fiercely to the team leader's back.

However, although she kept her voice down, she was heard by the group leader who had not walked a few steps, so she turned around sharply.

The fierce god roared viciously, "What did you say?"

Seeing that both sides were tense, the people present who watched the excitement all held their breath and did not dare to say anything.

Maybe I was angry, maybe I thought about getting out, but I saw that the female worker's neck was crooked and shouted: "What if I say it? I will say 'dead eight women', 'dead eight women', 'dead eight women'!"

"Wow, you didn't do a good job yourself, and you still cursed!" the team leader gritted his teeth and slapped the turner mercilessly.

The female turner touched her hot and painful face, and her anger ignited, so she kicked the other party without showing weakness.

And so the war between the two women began.

I saw that the two women writhed together, constantly tearing and shouting, and the scene was chaotic.

After a while, someone called the workshop director, who was a man in his twenties. He shouted "stop", but none of them were willing to let go first, as if whoever let go first would suffer.

Helplessly, the workshop director had to bend down and use violence to separate the two of them, but they were like cattle in a fight, no one was willing to give up, and they glared at each other murderously.

It's really a lose-lose situation, both of them were injured separately, neck, ears, face, arms...... His hair was scratched like a chicken coop.

In the end, the team leader was called away.

The turner sat in his parking space huffing.

Later, after calming down a little, she bent down to pick up the handbag that she had thrown away to be reworked, and then, with small scissors, carefully removed the thread, and was about to re-turn it when she was called by the workshop director who came over with a serious face.