The more recent the year, the colder the weather in Olotai becomes.

There was another light snowfall last night, and to this day there are still scattered snowflakes.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the fresh snow was swept forward along the street by the wind, like a rushing river, constantly gathering on the side of the street.

There were hardly any pedestrians on the street, and even if it was past ten o'clock in the morning, and occasionally people passed by, they were in a hurry, with their hands in their trouser pockets and their necks shrunk.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the street, walking extremely slowly, and walking a little staggering.

Gradually, the figure walked in, and it turned out to be a young woman, with rare tear stains on the corners of her face, but it turned into ice ballast, even on her eyebrows.

She had a patched headscarf, which was relatively long, and when wrapped around her head, she could wrap it around her neck.

Apparently, though, she didn't notice this, and she didn't even pay much attention to the cars that sometimes sped down the street, perhaps not caring about her surroundings.

The car honked hard, and she was still walking slowly in the fast lane.

Drivers with good tempers, thinking that they might encounter deaf or mentally ill people, quietly go around the past.

The temper was almost a little worse, and when I opened it, I wanted to scold, but when I saw that this woman was still in a two-point posture, the prepared national scolding was taken back, and it turned into a slightly gentle "Can you not take the fast lane".

People with a little culture, when they see this young woman, they can't help but think of a character in a novel, Lu Xun's Xianglin sister-in-law.

Her name is Zhou Jingqiu, a slightly poetic name.

Speaking of which. She is two years older than Wu Shan, a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Prefectural Party Committee, and has experienced going to the mountains and going to the countryside, and participated in the first year of the college entrance examination. It's a pity that the name falls to Sun Mountain.

Before they arrived in Wushan, not to mention Hefeng County, that is, the entire Ouluotai region, which was a relatively backward place in the entire Victoria Province.

The people's living standards are backward, and the education level is even more stringent, not to mention the university, but it is very good to be admitted to a junior college or technical secondary school. The whole of Northern Xinjiang will become a celebrity.

Zhou Jingqiu's husband Zhang Minghui, who was her classmate in junior high school, went to the countryside to the farm in Qinghe County together.

One by one Red Guards. When I was in junior high school, I didn't learn anything at all, and I ventured to go to university, and the results can be imagined.

Wushan's college entrance examination that year, although the questions were very simple. But it's not something that a person at the elementary school level can answer.

But said that after the college entrance examination. Before the exam, Zhang Minghui went to Ouluotai No. 1 Middle School to get a high school diploma.

At that time, Oulothai was considered a high-level intellectual.

It is said that on the day of the release of the college entrance examination results, many units came to recruit people.

Nima, a high school graduate, can enter any unit at will, even if it is to work in the prefectural committee.

After the special period, two young people who are hungry for knowledge. I have a special desire for books.

Where do you have the most books? Naturally, it is the place of origin - the printing house.

The two hit it off and became workers at the Olotai printing factory.

Zhou Jingqiu is responsible for typesetting work in the typesetting workshop. Don't look at Zhang Minghui as a man, he is more careful than many women and has become a proofreader.

The old factory director retired soon after recruiting two people, and the new factory director took office, and the two of them disdained the new factory director because of the high level of "intellectuals".

Slowly, the technical backbone became marginal figures, with women pushing paper in small carts and men cutting paper with paper cutters.

They were disappointed that in the printing house, they could not access the books.

The Ouluotai Printing Factory is a purely state-owned enterprise.

Outside the window, reforms are being implemented in all walks of life across the country. The regional agricultural machinery factory separated by a wall has long been restructured and merged into the Ouluotai Machinery Manufacturing Company.

In the printing house, there is only two jobs a year.

One is the primary and secondary school textbooks and workbooks to be printed during the Spring Festival, and the other is, of course, autumn.

In addition, at other times, the machine is idle, and workers go to work every day to chat, read the newspaper and drink tea.

It cannot be said that the factory has not been restructured, but has been reformed, and the wages are divided into basic wages and benefit bonuses.

Those who are close to the new factory director will naturally be able to do the private work in the factory in three days or two days.

As for marginal characters like Zhou Jingqiu and his wife, they can't get any oil and water.

There are also changes in the factory, for example, it used to be called Ouluotai Printing Factory, and now it is Ouluotai Printing Co., Ltd.

Originally, there was only one jeep in the company, but the new factory leader waved his hand and replaced it with a high-end Yanhuang car.

People who are familiar with the old printing house say that Cui Xuyi has courage.

Yes, the new factory director, no, the general manager of the company is called Cui Xuyi.

Don't look at the backwardness of Oulothai, there are still many cultural people who have worked here.

When the 359th Brigade entered Xinjiang, many officers and men took up guns and were soldiers, and when they laid down their arms, they were intellectuals.

Whether it is Zhou Jingqiu or Cui Xuyi, they are all officers and soldiers who stayed here, and they were given names.

And those who know the inside story know very well that the printing house itself does not have much money, and it was lost by the surname Cui.

The debts in the bank have not been repaid and the new ones cannot be borrowed, and they often need to be reported to the administrative office by the regional education bureau, so that the bank can give alms like squeezing toothpaste.

A small part of the money taken over was taken out to provide living expenses for employees, and most of it was in Cui Xuyi's hands.

As for what he did with it, no one knows.

Anyway, no matter what the company's operation is, General Manager Cui still eats and drinks spicy food every day.

The average worker's living expenses are 20 yuan per month, and the invoices he has to pay for refueling every month are more than 500.

As for the food expenses to be reimbursed, one month is enough for the workers' living expenses for the whole year.

No, seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, the wages of workers have not been opened for a month from the beginning of the year to the present.

To say that in the past few years, the life of these employees is still very comfortable, as if they have endless energy and endless work all day long, and sometimes they get bonuses, which makes the workers of other factories red-eyed.

For a dual-income family like Zhou Jingqiu, this kind of day is really terrible.

At home on both sides, I didn't know how to get the money many times.

Sometimes it's two pieces. In case of special circumstances, eight of the ten pieces have been taken.

Since he claims to be an intellectual, he disdains the food that comes to him. The family's face is also difficult day by day, and the two of them know it.

There is no way, it is about to be the New Year, and there is not a grain of grain or a drop of oil at home.

Early in the morning, Zhou Jingqiu, who was woken up by hunger, came to the general manager's office early.

She knew that Mr. Cui would come to inspect her territory at ten o'clock in the morning every day.

Zhang Minghui was in a hurry to use money because his daughter Zhang Hui wanted to go to school in the autumn. When they asked him for a salary, the two had a big fight.

As a result, I took ten dollars from the finance, but I couldn't give up my face to quarrel anymore.

Winter in Olothai. It was lit up late, and with the snow, it was almost nine o'clock before I could see the road.

At this time, Zhou Jingqiu had been staring outside the general manager's office in the company for a long time.

The old king's head in the guard's room. It's a snob. Seeing that Mr. Cui didn't deal with his own family, he didn't give himself a good face.

Otherwise, how could a day dripping with ice be waiting outside?

"Mr. Cui!" Seeing the pot-bellied man shake three times and finally go upstairs, Zhou Jingqiu's mouth was a little unable to open, it was frozen.

"You are?" The head wrapped in a turban, with only two eyes on the outside. Cui Xuyi didn't recognize it.

"Zhou Jingqiu!" She put her hand in front of her mouth and blew a few hot breaths and took off her headscarf.

I saw the little daughter-in-law in front of me. Rao is Cui Xuyi has seen many beauties who have slept with them, and he is also a little amazing.

"Ah, Comrade Jingqiu, sit in the house quickly, how cold is it outside?" For a moment, he seemed to have become a leader who cared about his subordinates, and immediately opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

This is the first time she has come to the general manager's office, and it is much more luxurious than when she was the old factory director.

The leather sofas on both sides, which should be wiped down at all times, sparkle in the fluorescent lamp.

The mahogany desk, facing the door, is a little high, and there is always a sense of condescension when sitting in a high chair and looking outside.

Today, Mr. Cui, who likes to put on music, did not sit on the leather chair and pointed to the coffee table to signal her to sit down.

"Mr. Cui, I'll take the salary of the two of us this year." After just a minute or two in the house, Zhou Jingqiu felt hot all over her body.

It may be that it has been frozen for too long, and your face, ears, and fingers are still a little hot.

"Salary?" Cui Xuyi looked at this delicate face greedily and deliberately lengthened his voice.

Zhou Jingqiu suddenly felt that her feet, which had been unconscious at first, were also warm, and she did not speak.

"Comrade Jingqiu," Cui Xuyi said very sincerely, "I tell you the truth, this year's salary will never be opened again." ”

"What then?" Zhou Jingqiu's face was anxious, and she never asked for help, she knelt down with a puff: "Mr. Cui, please think of a way, I know you must have a way." ”

In the winter, she hasn't bought clothes for several years, her body is a little thin, showing a somewhat delicate figure, and she is a little proud when she takes a bath.

"Well, there are ways!" Cui Xuyi swallowed greedily: "It's up to you to cooperate?" ”

"I will definitely cooperate," Zhou Jingqiu was about to cry: "Mr. Cui, you don't know, my younger brother is married, and when I am a sister, I have to get at least thirty or twenty." ”

"Besides, after the Chinese New Year, adults' clothes are no longer needed, but what about my children? Our family Huihui hasn't worn new clothes for two years, and her dad and I have changed their old clothes into smaller ones. ”

"You get up first," Cui Xuyi took advantage of the situation to take her two hands and slowly went up to the bottom of the pancreatic fossa: "Get up and talk, others still think I'm bullying you." ”

This posture looks very **, Zhou Jingqiu is a little unaccustomed to it, but she still stands up under the pull of the other party.

"That's right!" Cui Xuyi's hand was still under her pancreatic fossa, and seeing that the other party did not resist, he actually gradually moved towards his chest.

"Don't, don't!" Zhou Jingqiu's chest is the most sensitive, and in the steaming house, she feels flustered and irritable.

"Stay with me once, fifty will be yours!" Cui Xuyi's face was next to the face of this little daughter-in-law.

"Otherwise!" He changed his face and took out fifty yuan to tear it up: "I'd rather lose it than give it to you!" ”

Looking at the workers, peasants, and peasants on top of the ten yuan and the heads of several ethnic minorities behind him, Zhou Jingqiu's heart trembled violently.

As a result, the scene at the beginning of this chapter occurs.

Walking on the street, she lost her soul, and always recalled the sentence in her ears: "In the future, fifty at a time, if you need money, just come!" (To be continued......)