Siheyuan: My Cui Dada is not stealing cattle

Chapter 22 Liang Ladi's Current Situation
At present, workers' salary standards are divided into grades 1-8 according to their skill level. The lower the grade, the lower the salary, and the higher the grade, the higher the salary.

The monthly salary is 19.5 yuan, 27.5 yuan for the first level, 32.5 yuan for the second level, 37.5 yuan for the third level, 45.5 yuan for the fourth level, 53.5 yuan for the fifth level, 62.5 yuan for the sixth level, 72.5 yuan for the seventh level, and 82.5 yuan for the eighth level [-] yuan;
The opposite is true for cooks and other service industries. Level 1 is the highest, level 9 is 32.5 yuan, and level 10 is 27.50 yuan.

On the summit platform, Secretary Jiao glanced at Liang Ladi and said: "Although Liang Ladi is a third-level welder, she is not afraid of hard work, works hard, and usually performs very well. She is even better at work than some gay men. It is even more important, and this quota will be given to her."

If the performance of this farming activity is outstanding, there is no chance of a higher level of work. Liang Ladi followed Secretary Jiao when she was not married.

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After the collective mobilization meeting ended, Cui Dake also let out a long sigh of relief, and prepared to take a break and go to the Pigeon Market.

On the other side, after talking with Secretary Jiao, Liang Ladi dragged her tired body back to the courtyard where she lived, and saw Da Mao and others sitting at the gate of the courtyard.

"Why are you outside? Sister Xiu'er, have you taken care of her?"

Seeing Liang Ladi coming back, Da Mao surrounded Xiu'er, Ermao and Sanmao with his arms in his arms.

"Mom, I made some cornmeal for my sister, but she's too young to eat much."

Da Mao replied aggrievedly.

"Yeah, yeah, Mom, I'm not full yet."

Er Mao also continued.

"Mom, why are you back so late today? Sister Xiu'er is crying from hunger"

Sanmao also had a choked face.

"Hey, there is a meeting in the factory today, I came back a bit late, and there is still a steamed bun, you can share it."

Liang Ladi hugged Xiu'er, who was only seven or eight months old, and took out the lunch box and a steamed bun from her satchel.

Before she could tell, the three boys rushed up, picked up the cornbread and began to eat it.

"Hey, big hair, the buns are too dry, you can soak them in some water and eat them."

"Xiu'er, let's go back first."

My daughter probably panicked from hunger and kept crying, Liang Ladi felt distressed for a while.

Liang Ladi's husband left when Xiu'er was a few months old, and the burden of life fell on Liang Ladi's shoulders alone.

I continue to work in the machine repair shop while breastfeeding. The feeling is really indescribable. I gritted my teeth and persisted every month.

Back home, I came to the small work area where I usually work as a tailor, and quickly lifted up the clothes to feed Xiuer. Seeing Xiuer's obedient mouthful of milk, Liang Ladi's eyes glistened with tears, and she felt a strong The loneliness and grievances surround myself.

Tears kept flickering in her eyes, Liang Ladi bit her lip lightly, blinking her eyes constantly, not wanting to let the tears flow down.

"Liang Ladi, Liang Ladi, are you there?"

A knock on the door brought Liang Ladi, who was thinking, back to reality. Liang Ladi quickly put down her clothes, put Xiu'er, who was full and asleep, on the bed, and after telling Da Mao to take good care of her sister, she opened the door. .

I saw a middle-aged man with a slightly wretched worker's hat standing in front of the door holding some cloth.

"Hey, isn't this Wang Dashun? Are you making clothes out of fabric?"

Liang Ladi knew at a glance that she was also good at tailoring, and usually relied on this to charge some handwork fees to subsidize her family.

"Yes, Liang Ladi, the cuffs of my work clothes are torn, you can change them for me, this time I'm in a hurry, and I'll have them tomorrow, I'm going to wear them to support the farmers in Nantai Commune."

As Wang Dashun said, he handed a piece of clothing and some fabrics to Liang Ladi, and at the same time touched Liang Ladi's jade hand.

Liang Ladi remained calm and blocked Wang Dashun with her arm. Then her eyes lit up and she said:

"Hey, Wang Dashun, you were also selected for the matter of Nantai Commune this time, yes you, let me tell you something, can you use the meal coupons as the fee for this time?"

"Meal coupons? Liang Ladi, what are you thinking, I tell you, it's impossible!"

Wang Dashun, who was already a little angry because he didn't succeed, became a little impatient when he heard about the meal coupons.

This is not an ordinary meal ticket, but a meal ticket that can eat meat and vegetables!
"Oh no, Dashun, I didn't ask for your meal voucher for nothing. Next time, I'll sew five pieces of clothes for you for free, and I'll give you the inner lining. If it's really impossible, you can just lend me five yuan."

Seeing that she was going to Nantai Commune to participate in agricultural support activities, she didn't know how long it would take to come back. Before leaving, Liang Ladi wanted her children to eat more good food.

The money is reserved for Da Mao and the others. I don’t know how many days it will take to support the farmer this time, so I must buy some for Da Mao and the others to prepare for eating.

"Next time? Can you just sew ten pieces of clothes to be worth the meal coupons this time? This is a full 150 catties of wild boar.

There are still five dollars, how can I lend you five dollars. "

Wang Dashun wanted to get back his clothes and fabrics while talking.

Are you kidding me, this time sewing, the remuneration of half a jin of food stamps, what is Liang Ladi thinking?
I also want my own meal coupons, but there are no doors.

Borrowing money is also impossible. The tigress is in charge of the family's money. I, Wang Dashun, don't have five yuan to borrow.

"Ah, you are not, you see we are discussing, five yuan is not enough, two yuan is also fine..."

Liang Ladi said, wanting to get back the clothes and fabrics, half a catty of food stamps is also money.

"Liang Ladi, let me tell you, do you like it or not, and if you don't, I'll go find someone else. I won't give this meal coupon even if my mother-in-law comes today."

"you……"

Liang Ladi's face drooped in an instant, and he grabbed the clothes and fabrics fiercely,
"I'll help you sew it, and it will be ready tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)