This year's weather was a little early, but the sun was a little hot at noon in mid-April. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

On the square of Xinglongchang, Zhuang Bohua, deputy director of the factory, sat on the stage and said enthusiastically to the forty or fifty new female workers below, welcoming to join.

Liang Chaxiang stood in the crowd, facing the scorching sun, a little absent-minded.

Today is her first day of work, she got up from bed before dawn and cooked a pot of millet porridge, and before she had time to eat two bites, she was pulled out by Wang Camellia, saying that she would take her to the factory to familiarize herself with the environment.

In Qingxin Girl's Middle School, Liang Chaxiang has learned to spin and weave, and she is not curious about this, plus where is she going to work?

She was not very interested, but looking at Wang Camellia's energetic appearance with a spring breeze and unwilling to brush off her kindness, she was happily pulled away.

What drying, sorting, boiling cocoons, ropes, silk reeling until the finished silk inspection is a decline, and the exaggerated legs are running down in a circle.

I thought that this ceremony would pass in a few words, but I didn't expect Zhuang Bohua to say that he hadn't stopped talking for almost two hours, and the two mouthfuls of millet porridge in the morning had already gone somewhere, and he was singing about the empty city plan in his stomach.

The girl standing on Liang Chaxiang's left side with two ponytails pursed her lips and smiled at the protest of her belly, and quickly stuffed half of the gray multigrain steamed bun into Liang Chaxiang's hand.

Liang Chaxiang, who was dazed by the sun's eyes, was awakened by the other party's sudden action, and looked down at the hard erection in his hand, and couldn't see that it was a steamed bun, and looked at the other party suspiciously, and a pair of clear eyes came into view.

The round face, the eyes are clear, the two short ponytails are like two little sparrows jumping on the head, and the half-new twig placket rounded top and azure trousers are generous. Just one glance at Liang Chaxiang had a good impression of the other party.

Seeing Liang Chaxiang coming over, Zhu Zhenzhen smiled at her kindly and made a gesture of eating.

This morning, she came back from hunting pigweed, picked up a bun and rushed to the town, and it was not good to be late for the first day of work.

Hurry up and eat while walking, and when she arrived at the destination, there was still one unfinished, she saw that there was no one on both sides, and she put most of it directly into her mouth, and put the rest in her pocket.

If she hadn't heard Liang Chaxiang's stomach rumbling, she would have forgotten about it.

Liang Chaxiang was hungry with gold stars in her eyes, and she didn't be polite to Zhu Zhenzhen, nodded to her, picked it up and quietly bit it hard.

She thought that this miscellaneous grain is not a good thing, and if she has anything delicious in the future, remember to give her a copy, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't know anyone yet, everyone will work in a factory in the future, and everyone who looks up and doesn't look down will always know which workshop she is in.

Those who give don't care, those who eat don't care, but some people are not happy.

Sun Guihua looked at the two people in the front row who were "eyebrows and eyebrows", and sour water was gushing out of her stomach.

Since she was a child, her mother and her milk fell to her, she loved to compare Zhu Zhenzhen.

"Why are you so lazy? The sun is drying your fart/shares, and you can't get up in bed, you see that Zhenzhen is several months younger than you, and you are not ashamed to cut back two large baskets of pigweed. ”

"How old are you? Even a meal will be burned, you see people Zhenzhen, 7 years old can cook rice. ”

“……”

So she hated Zhu Zhenzhen since she was a child, even if you are very capable, can't you keep a low profile? The whole village knows what to do.

She often thinks that if there is no Zhu Zhenzhen in this world, then her life will be much happier.

Of course, she also understood that this was impossible, and then she wanted to endure it again, and it would be good if they were not in the same village after they got married.

I didn't expect ......

Because of her hard work, Zhu Zhenzhen got a good family affair and became the most enviable girl in the village.

Thinking of this, Sun Guihua's face was even worse, and her hands involuntarily twisted together.

She hates it when she talks about it!

Originally, this family affair was introduced to her by her aunt, and rural people have a custom, whether it is a man or a woman, the matchmaker likes to find someone to inquire about the details of the other party first, and then find another matchmaker to make an appointment with the original matchmaker as a matchmaker for the woman or the man.

The man invited his relatives to go to the village to find a familiar one, and it was broken!

fell in love with Zhu Zhenzhen, so Haobai picked up a bargain.

For this, his father and mother did not leave her alone, "The boiled duck flew into someone else's bowl." ”

Now this annoying Zhu Zhenzhen has entered the same factory as her again

It's just a matter of entering the same house, and I hooked up with a little sister not long after I first came

The most infuriating thing is that the man actually took Zhu Zhenzhen's broken grain steamed buns and gnawed on a fragrant one.

This Sun Guihua is also stunned, people eat multigrain steamed buns, what are you doing!

Besides, there is always a reason why good things fall on others!

But Sun Guihua obviously didn't think so.

Zhu Zhenzhen pressed her for everything, and now she found a companion in the factory before her.

She remembered the disdain in the eyes of a few newcomers like her when she entered the factory this morning, when they saw her coarse clothes and rough shirts......

The half-old willow leaf green clothes are not embroidered, but the texture of the clothes is soft, and this soft material is made into underwear and worn by the flesh, who can have one or two pieces at home, it is definitely the object of envy of brothers and sisters, but this person is made into a coat with great thorns, and it is still the kind that is worn for work.

The person wearing such clothes did not dislike the multigrain steamed buns of Zhu Zhenzhen's family......

The more Sun Guihua thought about it, the more angry she became, her heart was bubbling like boiling water, her throat was dry and astringent, and she couldn't help coughing.

Zhuang Bohua was talking on the stage, and suddenly a loud cough sounded below, and his face immediately turned blue.

I don't take him as the deputy director in my eyes!

His eyes couldn't help but shoot towards the place where the sound came from.

Sun Guihua's face was swollen and red.

"It's none of my business, it's them who steal the steamed buns."

She was ashamed, anxious and angry, and pointed to Liang Chaxiang and Zhu Zhenzhen in the front row hatefully.

It was these two people who made him make a fool of himself.

Zhuang Bohua looked at Liang Chaxiang and Zhu Zhenzhen who were standing in the front row, and his face turned green with anger.

The two of them stood with solemn faces.

His angry eyes shot over, just warning her not to talk anymore, but he didn't expect this stupid donkey to be unrepentant and even put the blame on someone else.

He didn't care whether the two of them ate steamed buns or not, he only knew that this stupid village girl ruined his perfect speech.

But as a leader, he had to maintain his image, so he could only swallow this breath stiffly.

In this way, he was not in the mood to say any more, and Yu Yu said a few words and hastily dispersed, wasting the manuscript he had prepared for a night.

The workshop director who was waiting for the leader on the side looked at Sun Guihua sympathetically.

Everyone in the factory knows that Zhuang Bohua is the boss's cousin, thinking that he is superior to others, always likes to hold a shelf in front of people, and looks invincible.