70's Raising a Child: I'm done with cannon fodder female supporting roles

Chapter 34: Don’t you mind getting your hands dirty if you hit him?
The first person's resistance quickly led to the support of the crowd.

"Yes, I have to feed my piglets in the morning. If I don't, the piglets will have no one to feed them and they will starve to death.
Who will be responsible for the compensation then? The working hours have been set, and now they are 40 minutes earlier. "

"My family is the same! We are busy in the morning.
If my dad knew that I came to work at 6:30 to do some morning exercises and didn't get paid, wouldn't he break my legs with his slippers? "

Su Qian held the document in her hands and looked at the dissatisfaction and resentment on everyone's faces. A hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared on her face.

Before Shen Nanqiao came to the steel plant, as the most beautiful girl in the factory, everyone would agree with whatever she said, and her work had always been smooth sailing.

The factory manager naturally favored her, gave her a high salary, and often invited her family to dinner.

I don’t know how many young women are jealous and envious of this.

Especially the men in the factory, every time she dressed up carefully and came to work, their eyes were like being glued to her by 502 glue, tightly glued to her and unable to move away.

But now, the situation is completely different.

Everyone looked at her with dissatisfaction and doubt, as if even looking at her was full of opinions and prejudices.

Su Qian had never suffered such an injustice before. Her eyes suddenly turned red and tears welled up in her eyes:

“Don’t be angry, I know how you feel, but I am just following the instructions of the factory director.

If you ask why the factory manager is so angry, it's because he had an argument with Shen Nanqiao this morning..."

"Shen Nanqiao came to the steel plant for the sake of novelty, and he didn't care whether he could stay for a long time, so he dared to talk back to the factory manager, and his working hours were therefore moved up."

This statement clearly puts the blame on Shen Nanqiao.

Sure enough, everyone present was immediately outraged:
"It's Shen Nanqiao again! How many times will she have to torment me every day before she's willing to give up?

If you keep going like this, I’m really going to hit the woman!”

"Can you please get her out of the steel mill?"

Inside the workshop, everyone echoed blindly, and the voices were noisy.

Su Qian raised the corners of her mouth slightly, pursed her lips, and her eyes flickered. She looked innocent like a pure white rabbit, but in fact she had ulterior motives.

Tian Dazhuang's brows were tightly knitted together, his burly body was shaking with anger, and his face was as red as a volcano about to erupt.

He held it in for a long time, then shouted in a muffled voice: "Shen Nanqiao would not do such a thing. She was helping everyone yesterday, why would she do this today!"

Everyone in the factory knows that Tian Dazhuang is Jiang's father's favorite disciple.

While others were struggling as entry-level workers, he was taken care of by Jiang's father and trained as soon as he entered the factory. He was about to be promoted to a seventh-level worker, while others still had to struggle in this sea of ​​hardship for another two years.

Many people brought country eggs to beg Jiang's father, but he refused, saying that if everyone learned this skill, there would be a surplus of level 7 workers and the factory director would lay off employees.

He can't ruin other people's jobs.

After all, the steel mill is the town's only source of livelihood.

Jiang's father accepted Tian Dazhuang as his apprentice because the Tian family's situation was too dire.

Tian Dazhuang's parents died when he was less than 20 years old. He had an 80-year-old grandmother at home who was one-eyed and frail.

Father Jiang often felt sorry for the pitiful back of his grandmother as she leaned on crutches to go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables.

Tian Dazhuang also has a four-year-old sister who suffers from cerebral palsy and cannot walk or eat.

The Tian family had no money to treat the disease. They went to the village clinic, but this congenital disease was extremely difficult to treat.

Tian Dazhuang followed Jiang's father to learn skills, and after becoming a regular employee, he could get a salary of several hundred yuan per month.

For the Tian family, this is life-saving money.

Tian Dazhuang was often bullied in the village. His parents were not around and he had no one to protect him. His grandmother was old, so his neighbors often advised him to just endure it.

After Jiang Zhe was discharged from the army, he was taught how to defend himself. From then on, he no longer allowed himself to be beaten or scolded.

Otherwise, he would have been beaten to death at the age of fifteen.

At this moment, he defended Shen Nanqiao, and the pent-up jealousy and resentment among the crowd erupted like a volcano, and they spoke harshly:

"Tian Dazhuang, you are trying to learn Chinese traditional arts from Jiang Zhen, don't think we don't know what you are thinking. Now you are still speaking for Shen Nanqiao, are you trying to have a flirt with her while Jiang Zhe is not around?" These words were unbearable to hear, like sharp blades, piercing Tian Dazhuang's heart.

Tian Dazhuang's expression suddenly changed. He was already tall, and at this moment he rushed forward and grabbed the troublemaker by the collar:

"Don't you dare to talk nonsense again! My master taught me the skills, I am grateful, and Brother Jiang Zhe is also very good to me. If you spit dirty water on the Jiang family again, don't blame me for being rude!"

The man sneered even more disdainfully, and winked at everyone:

"Look at how anxious he is. People who don't know would think he is a dog raised by the Jiang family. He is so protective of his master."

"Hahahaha!"

Tian Dazhuang's face turned even redder as he listened to everyone's ridicule.

The fist, which was as big as a sandbag, was clenched tightly, and the joints made a crackling sound.

But the master's teachings are echoing in his ears. Next week he will be able to become a regular employee and officially receive the 100 yuan salary.

Then I can buy new clothes for grandma, improve her food, and save some money to take my sister to the city for medical treatment in the future.

however……

Tian Dazhuang rolled his eyes and warned fiercely:

"Long Yihang, shut up! If I hear you slandering my master again, I will never let you off easily!"

Long Yihang was determined today to make it impossible for Tian Dazhuang to get a permanent job.

He had already figured out the factory director's temper and had given him many gifts in private. As long as Tian Dazhuang beat someone up in the factory and got into trouble, he would go and make a scene, and Tian Dazhuang's promotion to a regular employee for the seventh-level job would be in jeopardy!

Tian Dazhuang learned the craft for free for so long, but in the end it was all in vain. The Tian family should just fend for themselves. This is the fate they deserve!

Therefore, Long Yihang challenged more and more arrogantly:

"Come on, hit me if you dare. I'll call you a dog. What's wrong? You are the dog of the Jiang family!"

"Long Yihang!"

Tian Dazhuang completely lost his mind, and his raised fist was about to hit Long Yihang...

"Tian Dazhuang!"

Shen Nanqiao's clear voice suddenly rang out, breaking the tense atmosphere.

She had just gone to memorize technical materials and was not in the workshop. She never expected to see this scene when she came back.

She heard Long Yihang's words clearly. After all, Tian Dazhuang was her father-in-law's apprentice.

Moreover, Long Yihang was obviously dissatisfied with the fact that Tian Dazhuang learned from Jiang's father and was deliberately looking for trouble.

If Tian Dazhuang, a straightforward man, fell into the trap, then all his free apprenticeship for so long would be wasted.

Tian Dazhuang's hand, which was hanging in the air, suddenly stopped. He was stunned and slowly turned to look at Shen Nanqiao.

Long Yihang panicked even more, his voice changed, and he grabbed Tian Dazhuang's arm and pulled him towards him:
"Tian Dazhuang, aren't you going to hit me? Come on! I told you that you are the Jiang family's dog, what's wrong?
You are protecting Shen Nanqiao so much, do you want to do something with her in the bushes..."

Tian Dazhuang clenched his fists again.

Although he didn't like Shen Nanqiao, the troublemaker, she was Brother Jiang's wife after all, and she had to give Brother Jiang enough face in public.

"Tian Dazhuang! Don't you mind getting your hands dirty if you hit him?"

When Tian Dazhuang heard this, his eyes reddened slightly. He looked down at his rough, dark, calloused hands.

Even after washing, it still exudes a sense of vicissitudes.

But since Shen Nanqiao had spoken, he somehow subconsciously obeyed.

At this time, Long Yihang tried his best to pry Tian Dazhuang's arm, but found that the arm was as hard as iron and did not move at all.

His face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Shen Nanqiao walked over quickly and when he came to Tian Dazhuang's side, he raised his eyes and glanced at him.