Chapter 452

Although they were all workers and could be on the job after training at the food factory, this required talent, and training alone wouldn't work.

Fan Xiaoyu praised her: "Nanyang has a demand for orders in this area. You are very amazing; you could weave it even without having seen it."

At this time, Zhao Xiaoman felt as if she were in a dream.

On the way, Lu Qiaoge told her about establishing a branch factory and asked if she was interested in joining. If she joined, she would fight for worker benefits for her, and if she wanted to go further, there would also be opportunities.

And the opportunities were very big.

At that time, she understood the meaning of Lu Qiaoge's words as soon as she heard them.

But she didn't dare to think about it at all, not even about the treatment of a worker.

She even felt, was this not a dream?

Looking at Shao Le and Shao Yonggang, it seemed they didn't know either.

They just followed along to the team headquarters like this.

At this time, she felt a bit dazed, and her walking felt light and airy.

Although she had some mental preparation, this progress was too fast, right?

It was almost New Year, and there would be a holiday, so it was probably going to wait until spring.

So shouldn't they go back and study it before talking?

But she couldn't say anything. At this time, she heard Lu Qiaoge ask Old Jiang with a smile: "Team Leader, you know that our food factory also has a craft factory, right?"

"I know, I know. By the way, aren't you using grass to weave crafts? It's said they are all exported. Can this corn husk... can they be favored?"

"There is also a lot of Jinjin grass around our village. We cut a lot in the autumn. This year, our members also benefited a lot from your food factory."

Team Leader Jiang was a bit excited and appeared incoherent, but what he said was the truth.

Lu Qiaoge smiled and said: "Manshan Commune strongly supports our military factory, so naturally we must give back. This is all what we should do."

Team Leader Jiang asked tentatively: "Young Factory Director Lu, what are your plans now?"

Lu Qiaoge pondered for a moment and said: "The craft factory is preparing to open a branch factory."

Team Leader Jiang asked with some shock: "Open a branch factory? Is your craft factory also going to open a branch factory?"

"Yes, and I want to set the location of the branch factory in our Manshan Commune. However, before opening the factory, we must first build a training class. I just talked to Zhao Xiaoman. Her corn husk weaving skills were learned from Grandma Huang, a five-guarantee household in your village. I plan to hire Grandma Huang as a consultant, but considering Grandma Huang's old age and inconvenience in traveling, it is best to set up the training class in your Wogouzi production team. I just want to ask if there are any difficulties regarding the venue and so on. If there are difficulties, I won't mention your team and will let President Zhu arrange it otherwise."

Lu Qiaoge didn't pause, nor did she deliberately keep people in suspense; she directly stated her plans.

The content wasn't much, but it was shocking enough.

Especially to the dumbfounded Team Leader Jiang.

First, build a branch factory, and then establish a training class in their small, broken village?

That... that...

They had no money and no things, but they had plenty of space.

Without even thinking, Team Leader Jiang agreed: "There is definitely no problem on my side. Next door is the former canteen, and the space is not small. It's not afraid of being cold in winter; we have ground fire dragons, and if we burn them now, it will be warm in a while..."

Why would one refuse such a good thing? That would be having a sick brain.

If a training class were really held here, all the skilled craftsmen in the entire commune would come. This was such a glorious thing, and also capital for bragging in the future.

Moreover, being close to the water, one gets the moon first. The members in the village, including his own wife, could follow along and learn to weave with corn husks. Perhaps they would also be favored by Lu Qiaoge just like Zhao Xiaoman.

He couldn't help but look at Zhao Xiaoman with envy.

Was this about to turn around?

Since Team Leader Jiang fully supported it, Lu Qiaoge said: "Team Leader Jiang, if you agree, let's go to the commune with us now. Let's study the specific implementation methods with President Zhu and the others. Strive to build the branch factory as soon as possible."

Team Leader Jiang was too happy. He could even go to the commune together; that was too face-saving.

But he still calmed down and suppressed his excited mood, saying: "Can we go after we finish lunch?"

Zhao Xiaoman also excitedly invited: "Go to my house to eat. I'll wrap dumplings for you to eat."

Subsequently, she added: "I'll wrap them with oil-dregs and sauerkraut filling; I guarantee they are delicious."

This was sincere.

She really hoped they could go to her house for a meal.

Lu Qiaoge shook her head with a smile: "No, let's go to the commune first."

However, before going, Lu Qiaoge prepared to go to Grandma Huang's house.

Shao Fu and Shao Yonggang didn't go and stayed at the team headquarters with the two children.

Qin Heng naturally wanted to follow.

However, he didn't enter the room.

The houses of the entire Wogouzi production team were broken and old, and Grandma Huang's house was the same.

Grandma Huang had no children and was a five-guarantee household in the village. Although there was nothing in the house, the room was cleaned very cleanly, and it wasn't cold inside. There was hot air rising on the stove. The old lady sat on the edge of the kang wrapped in a quilt, twisting ropes. This was castor, which could be used to make ropes after being split. There was a lot of this in the Northeast, and many people used it to sole shoes.

Grandma Huang thought it was the commune leaders who had come to visit her. Hadn't the commune come once a few days ago?

Team Leader Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. Actually, he didn't pay much attention to Grandma Huang, mainly because Zhao Xiaoman took care of her. Although the old lady's legs and feet were inconvenient, it wasn't that she couldn't do anything.

As long as he did his best not to deduct the old lady's rations and subsidies, he could be considered to have done his best.

But before entering the room, his originally excited heart suddenly became uneasy.

Although the cadres of the military factory couldn't manage his area, if they saw the old lady's bad state, where would he put his face?

But he still thought in his heart, Zhao Xiaoman wasn't someone who forgot favors. Even if she didn't come to see her every day, it was almost the same.

It shouldn't be very bad, right?

Then they entered the room, and Team Leader Jiang was relieved.

The meal had been cooked, and the kang had been burned. No need to think, this was done early in the morning.

Getting married today, Zhao Xiaoman should come to see Grandma Huang.

Very good, very good, Zhao Xiaoman was very good and didn't make him lose face or feel embarrassed.

After knowing the purpose of these people, Grandma Huang looked at Xiaoman lovingly and agreed fully: "Fine, fine, fine, as long as you don't mind, I'm fine with everything."

As a lonely old woman with no children, she had been able to live until now, except for Xiaoman, all thanks to the public taking care of her.

This was also a favor.

Lu Qiaoge smiled and said: "How would we dare to mind? We are too happy to be in time."

The room was too small. The old lady was happy, but also a bit reserved.

The old lady was dexterous. The shoe soles placed to the side had very even stitches, just like those made by a machine.

Lu Qiaoge talked to the old lady affectionately for a few words, praised her a few times, and then took the lead to walk out of the room.

Zhao Xiaoman stayed behind, her eyes shining as she nodded vigorously at the old lady. Grandma Huang also nodded, and then smiled and signaled her to follow quickly.

Team Leader Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought in his heart, he must not be slack in the future.