Chapter 1100
This son-in-law was capable and filial to the elders. Every time he came to the village, he would bring things. Otherwise, who in the village could eat meat every few days, and who could have brand-new clothes for the New Year.
In the current countryside, even if the family had surplus grain, clothes were mended again and again because of the unified purchase and marketing system; without enough cloth coupons, you couldn't buy cloth.
Seeing the Song family, both adults and children wearing new cotton-padded jackets for the New Year, who in the village wasn't envious.
None of the Song family's relatives didn't praise Song Yulan for marrying well, and a group of cousins was even more envious of Song Yulan's good fortune.
Just because Song Yulan married Cao Weiguo, the life of Song Dashan's family had changed drastically.
Not only had the standard of living improved, but Song Xiong had also been moved into the city, eating commodity grain and holding an iron rice bowl.
Now, whenever people in the village talked about Song Dashan's family, their tone was full of envy.
At noon, the mother-in-law and sister-in-law cooked a big table of good dishes, and Song Xiong also took out the good wine he had specially prepared.
Song Xiong's wine was Moutai, which he had gritted his teeth to buy, just to thank Cao Weiguo properly during the New Year.
He wasn't good at talking, but he understood in his heart that without Cao Weiguo's connection, he could never have entered the steel mill, let alone become a procurement agent.
One must know how to be grateful, otherwise, how is one different from an animal?
This son-in-law, Cao Weiguo, was well taken care of at his father-in-law's house.
A roast chicken was served on the table, and the father-in-law immediately picked up the chicken leg for his son-in-law.
This treatment was second to none!
After a lively lunch, Song Dashan's older brother and younger brothers brought their children over to visit.
Song Dashan was the second in the family, with an older brother above him, and two younger brothers and a younger sister below him.
The younger sister married into a neighboring village, and the older brother and younger brothers were in the village.
"Uncle, Happy New Year! Third Uncle, Happy New Year! Fourth Uncle, Happy New Year!"
"Cousin, Happy New Year! Cousin, Happy New Year..."
When relatives came to the house, the sister-in-law and Song Yulan's sisters were busy serving tea and water.
Cao Weiguo bowed and wished them a Happy New Year with a smile, fearing he would lose etiquette.
"Weiguo, Happy New Year!"
"Sit down!"
"Weiguo! This outfit is really spirited!"
"Uncle, have a cigarette."
Cao Weiguo took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, and then the room was filled with smoke, and those who didn't know would have thought it was on fire.
These relatives came to visit at this time, naturally not just for a simple visit.
Seeing Song Xiong working in the city, these relatives also had their own ideas.
In this day and age, earning work points in the commune—it would be a lie to say it wasn't bitter and tiring.
But it wasn't just bitter and tiring, the key was that they were still poor.
Working hard for a year facing the yellow earth and backing the sky, in the end, they would still owe the brigade money and grain.
As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison!
Look at Song Xiong entering the steel mill, with a monthly salary of more than twenty yuan, which was more than two hundred yuan a year, not to mention the various extra benefits.
With such a comparison, who would still be willing to work themselves to death to earn work points?
Knowing that Cao Weiguo would come today, these uncles came over thick-skinned to beg.
They didn't expect their own sons to become procurement agents like Song Xiong, as long as they could have a job in the city, even if it was sweeping the streets or cleaning latrines.
Song Hu said with full desire, "Brother-in-law! I don't know many characters, but I have strength. I can do any dirty or tiring work. As long as you help me enter the city, you will be the benefactor of my whole family."
Cao Weiguo took out a cigarette and handed it to Song Hu, "What benefactor or not, we are real relatives. I will think of a way for you to work in the city. However, jobs in the city are almost all taken, so this matter can't be rushed."
Uncle Song Dajiang smiled, "Don't rush, don't rush!"
Third Uncle Song Dahu said with earnestness, "Nephew-in-law, you put in more effort!"
The wind was about to come, and Cao Weiguo also wanted more reliable helpers around him.
When he wished Factory Director Li a Happy New Year on the first day, Factory Director Li had tipped him off.
There would inevitably be big moves in the steel mill after the New Year, and he told Cao Weiguo to be mentally prepared.
As for what the big moves were? Factory Director Li didn't say, but Cao Weiguo could guess.
Whether it was the committee or the inspection team, Cao Weiguo wanted to occupy a spot.
It didn't sound good to talk about raiding homes, but there were too many ways to do it.
Cao Weiguo didn't want money, he just wanted to try his best to save some precious cultural heritage.
It was a pity that so many precious calligraphy, paintings, books, antiques, and cultural relics were burned to ashes.
To do these things, naturally, he needed some manpower; relying on himself alone would definitely not work.
The most important thing was that these people must be reliable and trustworthy!
Currently, the people he could trust in the steel mill were just his two apprentices and Li Dong and Ma Liang.
He had friendships with others, but he still couldn't trust them.
He couldn't trust these cousins of Song Hu either, but he could carefully examine them in the future.
Whether they could be used or not would depend on their future performance.
Even if some things couldn't be used, if these cousins entered the steel mill, they could also contribute in other places.
As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers; with more people, there is more strength, and things can be done more easily.
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