The cannon fodder female supporting role stirs up trouble in period literature

Hua Dahua's voice came from the other side, "Then why don't you open the door."

Hua Jianshe looked at the door opposite and saw that it was still locked from the outside.

After opening the door and letting the girls out, Hua Jianshe winked at the three girls. Xiaohua was a good and honest child, so she came over with her hand outstretched, "Dad, are you blind? Let me blow it out for you."

Hua Jianshe was speechless. Didn't he want the girls to praise Zhou Laiying later? Why were they so tactless?

"No, you two lazy girls, go wash your faces and hands quickly. What will it look like if someone comes to visit us later?"

The innocently scolded Hua Dahua pouted: She and Xiaohua don't have to go to work or school, the land outside is not cultivated yet, and there is no place to dig wild vegetables, so why get up so early? Dad is biased!

Zhou Laiying used bean dregs, cornmeal and soaked and chopped dried vegetables to bake a dozen dry cakes of different sizes. After the food was served on the table, she urged Dahua and Xiaohua to serve the porridge, while she pulled Hua Jindong and said with great joy, "Erhua, how did your aunt handle this matter?"

Hua Honeysuckle gave her a thumbs up and said, "Aunt, you are so awesome! I will learn from you in the future and never let anyone bully me."

Zhou Laiying was stunned for a moment, then said awkwardly, "It's better not to be bullied, but don't learn from your aunt. She's an old country woman who can't read or write. She curses people with a swear word. People can say whatever they want. You're a young girl who hasn't married yet, so don't learn from your aunt to curse. If your reputation is ruined, it will be hard to find a husband."

"What's wrong with country people? Those dirty-hearted people still need to be treated by auntie!" Hua Rendong held Zhou Laiying's hand with earnest eyes, "When you have time, auntie, teach me a few more words, just pick the ones that are not dirty, otherwise I will be so dumb that I won't know how to scold back when I get bullied outside. I will really become a softie, and I will be bullied by my husband's family after I get married."

"Ah? You're right! Then teach me a few words?"

"Yeah, I know that my aunt loves me the most."

My aunt was flattered so much that she agreed without thinking.

Hua Dahua brought in the porridge, made faces at Hua Rendong, and silently uttered three words with her mouth: Flatterer!

Hua Honeysuckle stuck out her tongue at her, earning a roll of the eyes from Hua Dahua.

After breakfast, Uncle Hua Jianshe, who never had to get up early to go to the factory, changed his clothes and stood at the door and shouted, "Second girl, uncle will take you to the factory, don't rush to pack."

Hua Jianshe is an eighth-level technician in the machinery factory. In that era when the level of mechanical manufacturing was far from as precise as in later generations, most of the parts in the machinery factory that required high precision were polished bit by bit by senior technicians like Hua Jianshe using lathes and rulers.

There are only a few old darlings of this level in the entire city. Usually, except when the factory needs him or he goes to help sister units, no one dares to say whether he is in the factory or what time he arrives.

At this time, he proposed to go to work with Hua Rendong, also wanting to make those who were gossiping behind her face to face the reality: Hua Rendong was his niece, Hua Jianshe, a child he raised like his own daughter. With him as a backer, anyone who dared to gossip behind her would have to think twice.

Hua Rendong agreed, let her long hair loose and tied it into two fluffy pigtails. She tied the red scarf that the three sisters bought together last year, put on her coat, and looked at herself in the mirror with the big prize printed on it on the wall.

Before going out, I picked up a few sprouted soybeans from the pot of bean sprouts at the edge of the kang.

She came through yesterday evening, and was waiting to get off work as soon as she came through. Since then, she has not found a chance to test her space and supernatural powers.

The workstations in the workshop where she worked were not close to each other, so she could do the experiment away from other people's eyes.

Hua Jianshe was already waiting outside. He was wearing the military coat that Hua Aiguo brought back from his family visit, and an old green woolen hat knitted by Zhou Laiying on his head. He was sitting astride the bicycle with one leg on the ground.

After Hua Rendong sat in the back seat of the bike and held onto Hua Jianshe's cotton coat around his waist with both hands, Hua Jianshe pushed his feet and the bike drove out of the family compound.

The wind was strong on the road, and the father and son were choked by the few words they said. It was not until they reached the factory gate that Hua Jianshe greeted the workers passing by enthusiastically, unlike usual.

"Hey, why did I come to the factory so early? My second daughter's bicycle was taken away by that kid Li Dongfeng. It's so cold, I can't bear to let my child walk here, so I'll give her a ride along the way."

"What about the mother and daughter? Oh, they haven't taken advantage enough. The three turns and one ring and four seasons of clothes my family gave as a dowry are not enough. The bicycle I bought for the second girl will also be his. And they only asked him for a hundred yuan as a betrothal gift and are still complaining. It's not like my second girl can't get married."

"Yeah, my family has called off the marriage. I'll wait for his family to return the borrowed money and bicycle. I won't have anything to do with them anymore. It's too upsetting."

"Ah? You don't know yet? Li Dongfeng said he needed furniture for the wedding, so he borrowed 200 yuan from my second daughter, saying he would pay it back when he had the money. I see he has no intention of paying it back. Even if his family really gives that 100 yuan as a betrothal gift, my second daughter will still have to pay 100 yuan when she marries him."

"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right. We must stay away from people who pretend to be good people in public but ruin others' reputations behind their backs."

"As the saying goes, old ginger is the wisest. No one in my family has your vision for people. When your granddaughter is choosing a partner in the future, you can give her some advice. It will definitely be right."

"Oh, then I won't say any more. I still have to send my second daughter to the workshop. You can go get busy too. Now that this batch of machinery has been assembled, let's go home and have a drink together."

"Okay, let your niece-in-law cook a few dishes to celebrate the second girl's escape from suffering."

Similar conversations took place from the moment one entered the factory gate to the door of Hua Rendong's workshop. This distance, which usually takes only a minute to ride a bike, took Hua Jianshe more than ten minutes.

After dropping her off, Hua Jianshe reminded her to wait for him to pick her up after get off work in the evening, and then he rode his bicycle to his lounge in the factory.

Looking at the watch, there were still thirteen minutes left before work time. Not many workers had arrived in the workshop. Hua Jindong changed into work clothes, put a few soybeans in her shirt pocket, then took her enamel water tank to fetch water from the boiler room.

There is a bathroom next to the boiler room. Workers who had just finished their night shift came out of the bathroom and greeted Hua Rendong when they saw her. Although they didn't know what had happened at the Hua family this morning, they had all heard about what happened at the factory gate last night.

Those who had been saying something bad about Hua Rendong because of the bride price now realized that they had been scolding the wrong person, and their greetings this morning were particularly sincere.

Hua Rendong didn't blame these people for being brainless. After all, most people back then were still very naive. They believed whatever others said and might not be able to see through Xu Xiangfeng's green tea tactics.

But you should stay away from people who are so naive that they can be used as a tool by others. Otherwise, if you are really hurt by them, you will have no one to complain to. After a quarrel, they may even feel wronged.

While Hua Rendong responded one by one, he did not forget to use the rhetoric he had just learned from Hua Jianshe to play the victim.

While these people were cursing Xu Xiangfeng and her mother for being shameless, Hua Rendong took the water with a smile.