Chapter 4 Textile Mill Work
Hurtful things can be solved at any time, but plagiarism must be solved with today's momentum.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
Suddenly, the crowd was dispersed, and a middle-aged man entered the courtyard from the outside, he was wearing a Zhongshan suit, with his hands behind his back, and his expression was solemn as he glanced at the people in the courtyard: "It's all scattered, let's disperse." ”
When Wei Jianguo saw the comer, he said first: "Village chief." ”
Zheng Shoucai, the village head, nodded slightly, made a gesture, and went into the house first.
Zheng Shoucai entered the house, and the others in the yard had no choice but to follow up the house.
Inside the house, Zheng Shoucai beckoned to Wei Youran and said, "Youran, I've heard everything about you, you are a good boy, you don't go to high school, my textile factory is just short of people, are you willing to go?" ”
Zheng Shoucai is a good job in a textile factory, Wei Youran must be tempted by such a female doll, what is she studying in high school for, isn't it just to be assigned a good job in the future.
"Uncle ......"
Liu Chunyan, who entered the house with her back feet, looked envious, and hurriedly called the village chief, she also wanted to work in the factory, but before she could say anything, she was covered by Fan Lamei.
Fan Lamei discussed with Zheng Shoucai before coming over, Wei Youran was admitted to Lincheng No. 1 Middle School, if Wei Youran didn't go to this place, let Liu Chunyan go.
The Wei family didn't have much money, so how could they afford their children to go to school, work and study in the city, they knew how to choose.
Wei Youran shook his head, "Thank you, village chief, but I'm going to high school." ”
"High school? Is your Wei family rich? Fan Lamei snorted coldly.
Wei Jianguo stood up at this time and said: "Our Wei family has no money, but we still have money for our children to go to school!" And your Chunyan injured my family, what do you think of this compensation, village chief? ”
Originally, Wei Jianguo didn't want to deal with Fan Lamei, but seeing her arrogant attitude, Wei Jianguo asked for compensation in front of the village chief.
"Reparations? Wei Youran also injured my daughter's leg, we haven't asked for compensation yet, you still dare to speak! ”
"Liu Chunyan, there are a lot of certifications for the two of us, are you sure that I hit your leg?"
Wei Youran's eyes fell straight on Liu Chunyan's body, and he looked at Liu Chunyan as weak-hearted, why is this Wei Youran so bold?
Liu Chunyan kept winking at Wei Youran: "Youran, don't talk nonsense, don't forget what we said!" ”
Wei Youran didn't know what Liu Chunyan was referring to, but she was barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, she said directly: "I didn't say that you know very well, it's better to ask a doctor to come and check the injury." ”
"It's really a lot of poor people, you have that kind of spare work, we don't have it, come and come, medical expenses!" Fan Lamei is really empty, she knows very well whether her daughter is injured or not.
Seeing that she couldn't get any benefits, Fan Lamei put two yuan on the table, pulled Liu Chunyan and left.
Zheng Shoucai, the village head, said earnestly: "Leisurely, you think about it, this is the job that many people want to do, and they want to come to me." ”
Liu Chunyan was directly pulled out of the Wei family by Fan Lamei, she shook her arm reluctantly and said, "Mom, why are you pulling me, I still haven't said anything to Wei Youran!" ”
"You little bastard, you didn't do well in the exam, and now you don't have two dollars, what do you say! Go home! ”
Fan Lamei was waiting for the village chief Zheng Shoucai to come out at the door of Wei's house.