Jiang Dapeng is right. As for work indicators, as long as you apply for them, you will get them.

However, he did not mention the situation of too many people and too little food.

What's more, leaders who do ideological work always mobilize everyone to consider people in difficulties.

When Hu Xiuqing brought her two daughters to the army and applied for work quotas, Jiang Dapeng waited obediently for assignment. He waited for more than a year before he got the assignment. The factory was an explosives factory in a mountain village, more than 20 miles away from home, and it took two hours to ride a bicycle there.

Around the time Jiang Guoqing was born, Hu Xiuqing had an accident and spent over six months recuperating in bed. With three young children, Jiang Dapeng had to care for four of his five children. Every time Jiang Dapeng returned home from a business trip, the family would be filled with tears, filled with grief and worry. It wasn't until a colleague reported Hu Xiuqing to the leadership that the personnel department finally managed to transfer Hu Xiuqing to the bedding factory.

Jiang Dapeng had no experience at all in asking people for gifts. He just relied on his unlimited trust in the organization.

Hu Xiuqing complained to him that the journey was too long and the work was too tiring and she wanted to transfer her job. He simply comforted her by saying that if others could do it, she should do it too and that we couldn't get any special treatment.

So now I'm full of expectations and ask him to find a way to arrange a job for Jiang Furong. Of course he agrees, but he uses the same old method.

Grandma Jiang didn't understand the trick, she only knew that once Jiang Dapeng agreed, it meant that the problem would be solved.

In Grandma Jiang's eyes, having one more person working in the family means an extra income, which can greatly reduce the pressure of family life and also means that Jiang Furong will no longer have to suffer from Hu Xiuqing's anger.

Thinking of this, Grandma Jiang looked at Xiao Baoying with particular favor and teased the child with a smile: "This aunt has to go to work tomorrow, Xiao Baoying, what are you going to do?"

Little Baoying didn't understand what was going on. He just saw the adults laughing and he was happy too.

Jiang Xiaocui squeezed cabbage stuffing in the kitchen and came out and said, "Brother, we're running out of flour. We need to buy some quickly, or we won't have enough time to make dumplings."

Jiang Dapeng stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go get the grain certificate right away."

Jiang Furong took the initiative to ask: "Dad, can I go with you?"

"No, it's cold outside." Jiang Dapeng refused the offer, as he had never been allowed to go shopping for rice or noodles. "I'll go to the office right after I finish shopping, and it's a good time to ride my bike back. There's a child here!"

Jiang Dapeng already knew that the nanny was Jiang Furong, not Grandma Jiang. He reminded his daughter to be loyal to her duties and not to delegate her own affairs to others.

This is treating her like an adult!

Jiang Furong smiled and said yes. The way the father and daughter interacted had changed, which was a good thing. Her efforts had finally paid off.

"Everyday progress," Jiang Furong pointed to the notebook and taught Xiao Baoying to recognize the characters: "Study hard and make progress every day."

Learning common words in life, memorizing the multiplication table, and remembering addition and subtraction within 20 as if they were words are very helpful for enlightenment learning. In her previous life, Jiang Furong benefited from these solid foundations when she was a child. The more important the work, the more sensitive she needs to be to details.

Little Baoying seemed to feel the adults' joy. He followed the recitation aloud while stomping his feet in circles in the living room.

It made Grandma Jiang and Jiang Xiaocui laugh.

Jiang Zhaohui felt it most strongly. Looking at the light on Jiang Furong's face, he said enviously, "Sister, it would be great if our dad could arrange for you to be a teacher in our school. Then I could go out and come home with you every day."

Jiang Furong never thought about becoming a teacher. When she led a team, she was known for being strict and picky to the point of being unkind. People who focus on efficiency are not suitable for jobs that require great love.

"You'll graduate next year. If you don't go to high school and join the army, won't I be the only one going to and from get off work?" Jiang Furong easily dismissed the question: "Besides, we have to ask others to arrange jobs, it's not like they can give us whatever we want."

Grandma Jiang said, "Yes, yes, it's just a matter of asking for help! Furong, you have to hurry up on this matter. Look at your father, how calm he is. I'm afraid that good things will fall on other people's heads."

Jiang Furong felt warm in her heart: "Remember it!"

Jiang Xiaocui was full of confidence: "Mom, you don't have to worry about this. I think Furong will be a cadre material no matter where she works in the future. If I were a dozen years younger, I would go to work in her unit and let her be my backer."

Jiang Furong couldn't help but laugh. If it were a few decades later in that economically prosperous era, she could guarantee that she could help Jiang Xiaocui build her business.

But now she has only just escaped from a life of hunger for two or three days. Once she leaves this family compound, it is hard to say whether she can gain a foothold in the outside society and start a career.

What she hoped more was that Hu Xiuqing would not have any emotions about arranging work.

"Auntie, after lunch I'll go see if anyone from Captain Qian's family has returned, and I'll also look for Zhang Haiyan." Jiang Furong was a rational person. Whether she was happy or unhappy, she could quickly return to reality and focus on the pressing issues. "We'll go there later, pushing little Baoying along."

Jiang Xiaocui rubbed her hands together, her face full of enthusiasm: "Okay, okay! Actually, just now, I wanted to talk to my brother and ask him to help me check the work quota."

Jiang Furong smiled, but because Jiang Zhaohui was also present, she didn't say much: "I'll ask again when I have the chance, so as to avoid slamming the door at home."

The best solution right now is to have ready-made skills and be able to find a way out immediately.

They discussed the future so enthusiastically, and unknowingly fantasized about their ideal life in the future.

Grandma Jiang was relieved. She studied hard, worked hard to become a city dweller, worked hard to find a good job, lived a good life for her family, and had no worries about food and clothing. This is a life with a future.

If this family can continue like this, then her trip to the army to visit her relatives was right. When she returns to her hometown, she can tell her husband that she has no regrets in this life.

Just as he was talking, Jiang Dapeng came back with 50 kilograms of rice and 20 kilograms of flour on the back of his bicycle. He called out to someone at the door, "Xiao Cui, come and help carry it."

Grandma Lu from across the street came out to watch the fun: "Wow, you bought so much?"

Jiang Dapeng said, "It's not much. We don't eat much at home. Later, Lao Li's family bought 200 kilograms of rice and 50 kilograms of flour and pushed them back on a tricycle."

Grandma Lu clapped her hands and said, "Oh, what about Old Li's three sons? The oldest is in his early twenties, and the youngest is sixteen or seventeen. They're all growing up. The eldest still plays basketball. I heard he can eat half a pound of rice in one meal, which is more than a cow."

Jiang Dapeng nodded and said, "Their basketball team receives subsidies, which is different from other teams."

There are so many good things happening in other people's homes.

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