Chapter 2: This kid's mud can't hold up the wall!

After Xu Qiang figured out the usefulness of the system, he decided to spend three gold coins to buy six catties of pork.

One dollar and one gold coin, one gold coin and two catties of pork.

According to the current market price, a pound of pork is seven cents and eight, and you can earn two cents and eight cents by buying one catty, and three cents and four cents can be earned.

The system is so caring, knowing that you are poor, let yourself earn more money.

After buying six catties of fat and thin pork, Xu Qiang was ready to go to work.

This week, he will not be able to hand over the supplies required by Corey, and his job as a temporary worker will not be saved.

The original owner, Xu Qiang, graduated from junior high school, and as soon as he entered the material department, he was valued by Section Chief Sun, and wanted to train him as a successor.

After all, a bunch of big men in the material department have no culture, and they run the material industry, so if you want to say that it is impossible to be a deputy section chief or section chief.

The rolling mill is a department-level unit, and the section chief and deputy section chief are equivalent to the section level, and the deputy section-level cadres are at the same level as the township head and deputy township head.

Corey's gang of big men have no culture, no administrative establishment, and none of them can take over.

It was easy for Xu Qiang, who graduated from junior high school, to come to Xu Qiang, of course Section Chief Sun was happy, and he cultivated like an eyeball.

Outcome......

This kid can't hold up the wall!

I don't do anything every day, I eat and drink with a group of fox friends and dogs, and I don't care about the things I explain at all.

If you don't pay attention, you can't even complete the material tasks that the material department has to hand in quantitatively every month.

The material section has a rigid rule that if the task cannot be completed for three consecutive months, it will be rolled up and rolled out.

Section Chief Sun cherished his talents, and Xu Damao invited him to drink from time to time and send some local products, so Xu Qiang's matter dragged on for half a year.

This is already the last week, and if the task is not completed this week, Xu Qiang will really be fired.

Xu Qiang shrunk out the door, thinking about this in his mind as he walked outside.

At this point, everyone in the courtyard should have gone to work early, but he and He Yuzhu were the last to go.

He Yuzhu is a cook in the rolling mill, his cooking skills are good, but his brain is a little bright, and everyone in the yard calls him a stupid pillar.

When he passed through the weeping flower gate to the middle courtyard, the stupid pillar happened to come out of the house, and when he saw Xu Qiang, he sneered and asked:

"Silly Qiang, I heard that you will be fired if you can't turn in the task this week?"

The weather was too cold, Xu Qiang shrunk his neck, put his hands in his sleeves and didn't want to take care of the stupid pillar at all, but just said as he walked:

"Silly Zhu, if you want me to say, you are not too young, it's time to find a daughter-in-law, don't always stare at Widow Qin. Jia Dongxu has been dead for less than a year, and Widow Qin will definitely not look down on you! ”

Qin's widow's name is Qin Huairu, who also lives in the middle courtyard, and her husband Jia Dongxu is a fifth-level worker in a rolling mill, who died of a work-related injury a few years ago.

left three children, an old lady, all dependent on Qin Huairu to raise.

It's just that Qin Huairu married from the countryside to the city, she is beautiful and has a sweet mouth, but she has no culture and no strength.

After Jia Dongxu's death, in accordance with national regulations, she entered the factory to take her husband's shift and fiddled with machine tools in the workshop.

Poor Qin Huairu, a pretty widow with delicate skin, can't fiddle with machine tools, can't read drawings, and is still an apprentice.

The stupid pillar has been hungry for a long time, and the leftovers from the kitchen are brought back in the lunch box, and all the water flows to Widow Qin's house.

Don't underestimate the leftovers in this kitchen, which are all leftovers from the leader's entertaining guests, not to mention the oil in it, and sometimes there are slices of meat.

In recent years, many people haven't seen a bit of meat for three or two months, and Qin Huairu naturally thinks about the stupid pillar's lunch box.

Give him some sweetness from time to time, Silly Zhu's own sister is hungry and yellow-skinned, but the three children of Qin Huairu's family plus a mother-in-law eat mellowly.

It's just that the stupid pillar has always been colored, but not colored! Now when I heard Xu Qiang say what was on his mind, his face suddenly turned red:

"Silly Qiang, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Xu Qiang laughed "hehe" and said casually: "You know best whether I am talking nonsense or not!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, the person had already left the middle courtyard and walked out to the front yard.

It took twenty minutes to walk from the courtyard to the rolling mill, Xu Qiang stepped on the heavy snow, and the sound of "squeaking" came from time to time under his feet.

Out of the courtyard and into the alley, Xu Qiang looked at it while walking:

The alleys are lined with gray brick walls with red-letter slogans such as "Serve the People" and "Great ###万岁" written on the walls, and many places have been covered in snow.

The roof was littered with tangled wires and smoking chimneys. On the ground are dusty poles.

Many old men in the alleys wore big cotton jackets and locomotive hats, leaning over and walking forward with their hands in their sleeves.

There are neighbors and co-workers who are familiar with each other, and while walking and talking, white gas comes out of their mouths.

Children in twos and threes, with red cheeks on both sides, and two big snots hanging on them, were having snowball fights in the alley.

Xu Qiang looked at the scene in front of him, it was obviously very clear and close at hand, but he didn't know why, he always felt that all this was far away from him.

It's as if you're looking at this scene full of fireworks through old black and white photos.

An inexplicable sense of alienation came to him, and he felt that he was out of place with the people and environment around him.

Just as he was in a trance, he suddenly felt a cold on his neck, and when he reached out to wipe it, a fist-sized snowball hit his neck.

"Hahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

Xu Qiang turned around, and several big children behind him were pointing at him and clapping their hands and laughing.

He saw that the one who laughed the most was the stick terrier who enjoyed the reputation of "thief saint" in the courtyard, and he was also the son of the widow Qin.

Xu Qiang glared at the stick terrier fiercely, and quickly walked out of the alley to the street.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

The crisp bell rang, Xu Qiang followed the sound and looked over, and saw a trolleybus swaying and swaying.

Most of the passengers on the bus were men, wearing tunics inside and tweed coats with fur collars on the outside.

I don't know if it's warm or not, anyway, the demeanor is there.

In these days, a trolleybus ride costs two cents, and ordinary people can't afford to sit on it.

On both sides of the street are small, dilapidated courtyards and courtyards, and the smoke from the roofs is carried by the cold wind as soon as it rises.

Xu Qiang stopped at the public-private bun shop at the corner of the street, took out his trouser pocket and bought three meat buns.

No way, he's not hungry for egg soup!

After gobbling it up, he felt a little heat coming out of his stomach, and then he walked quickly to the rolling mill.

From a distance, he saw two security guards at the gate greeting him.

Xu Qiang was really cold and didn't want to move, so he waited until he got closer to talk to the two:

"Huazi, Jiezi, are you two on duty today?"

"Hey, what's the situation with you kid? Is there a door to something? I've heard that if you can't hand over anything this week, you're leaving! ”

It was Liu Hua who spoke, who seemed to care about Xu Qiang, but in fact there was a bit of schadenfreude.

Xu Zhijie just pursed his lips and looked at Xu Qiang without speaking, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Qiang glanced at the two of them and frowned slightly.

These two often eat and drink with the original owner, and every time the original owner pays for it, especially Liu Hua, who gets a lot of good things from the original owner.

Not to mention the small pieces of dishes and chopsticks, towels, kang mats and the like, the low cabinets, camphor wood boxes, and official hats and chairs given by the old man when they were separated were all pairs.

Xu Qiang went to work in the material department for less than a month, Liu Hua said that he got married and had a lot of things at home, and there was no place to put them, so he borrowed a low cabinet and a camphor wood box from him.

Knowing that this guy was still thinking about his family's pipe hat chair, Xu Qiang said impatiently:

"Huazi, you don't have to worry about my affairs, return my low cabinet and camphor wood box this week."

After speaking, he stopped talking to the two of them, raised his legs and left.

Seeing Xu Qiang's appearance, Liu Hua's cheeks twitched violently, and he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm towards the back of him leaving:

"Phew, dog meat is not on the table, I want to see how you got out of here today!"

Xu Qiang didn't hear the words of these two people at all, and what he was most concerned about now was to hurry up and hand over the six catties of pork to keep his job as a temporary worker.