mijobooks Chapter 72 Heartfelt Words
Chapter 72 Heartfelt Words
Last night, Jia Dongjin pondered for a long time in the back room, and finally decided to sell himself and climb the social ladder.
If there is no clear dock for the ship to dock at, no wind is favorable. After careful consideration, he chose Li Huaide as the dock to dock at.
With a storm brewing, Jia Dongjin decided to fight back. The whole yard was full of predatory beasts, and passive defense was a poor strategy. A strategy of hiding was not much better than passively waiting to die. Being proactive was the right way.
"Jia Dongjin, what brings you here?"
Li Huaide was baffled. The person in front of him was just a junior electrician, completely different from him. He had no idea what kind of work he needed to report.
Because of the cover-up with Liu Hong, Li Huaide had approached Jia Dongjin, but the latter refused. However, Li Huaide had no grudge. If it were him, he wouldn't be foolish enough to sign any letter of understanding. The electrician in front of him was a smart man who knew he couldn't go to the security department, otherwise he might suffer a great loss.
"Director Li, I have an idea that could be very beneficial to the steel rolling mill."
Jia Dongjin got straight to the point and directly raised the issue of land reclamation.
There is a lot of wasteland inside and around the steel rolling mill. Many of these lands used to be used for growing crops. We can mobilize the masses to work hard and rely on their own efforts to grow sweet potatoes and other grains or fruits. This will not only respond to the national policy of "substituting vegetables for fruits" but also enable us to be self-sufficient and improve the workers' meals. This will also be considered a work achievement.
Considering the impact of the "vegetable substitute" policy, it is not convenient to plant wheat on reclaimed land, but sweet potatoes can be planted instead.
Sweet potatoes can not only stave off hunger, but also replace grain to some extent. They are easy to grow, and apart from the trouble of clearing land, other work can be easily completed without strong labor.
Seeing Li Huaide hesitate, Jia Dongjin said sincerely, "Quantitative reduction. From now on, all government agencies and enterprises in Beijing will be required to reclaim wasteland for planting. Whoever takes the first step will become a model."
Li Huaide appeared calm, tapping his fingers on the table as if deep in thought, but his heart was in turmoil.
Land reclamation is a major undertaking; if messed up, one's future is ruined; if successful, advancement is inevitable, and it will add an important entry to one's resume.
After pondering for a long time, Li Huaide still couldn't make up his mind, so he could only instruct, "I will consult with my superiors. Keep this matter confidential for now and don't tell anyone. Wait for my news."
Jia Dongjin did not take his leave, but continued to elaborate on his suggestions: "In order not to affect production, all the land reclamation should be undertaken by the families of steel mill workers. The steel mill only needs to provide sweet potato seeds. There are several thousand acres of wasteland inside and outside the steel mill. Calculated at 1000 catties per mu, the annual output of sweet potatoes will be at least 1 million catties. After the sweet potatoes are harvested in September, a crop of vegetables can be planted. The families will definitely be willing to work based on the amount of labor they contribute. The steel mill is likely to make a big splash. I also have a personal, immature suggestion: we can cooperate with the rural areas. The steel mill can provide bran and chaff, which can be mixed with sweet potatoes and sweet potato leaves. The production team can be responsible for raising pigs, and the profits can be divided at the end of the year or wages can be paid."
He knew in his heart that this move was not earth-shattering. In the following years, in order to cope with the food shortage, many units racked their brains and established their own private plots to grow various vegetables. The famous special supply in his previous life was born here. As long as they did not go too far, growing some sweet potatoes was not a big problem.
"Partnering with the production team to raise pigs is definitely not an option. Raising pigs is too sensitive. It's enough to clear land and plant sweet potatoes. You have to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time." Li Huaide shook his right index finger, expressing his refusal directly.
Li Huaide pondered for a moment, then took out a red envelope from the drawer, and after thinking for a while, stuffed some cloth coupons inside.
He walked up to Jia Dongjin, stuffed a large red envelope into his hand, patted Jia Dongjin on the shoulder, and laughed, "Congratulations! You've won the heart of a beauty. Qin Huairu is a good one, but it's a pity she doesn't have any decent clothes. If the higher-ups approve the land reclamation, you'll be a great hero. I, Li Huaide, never mistreat those who have made contributions."
As Jia Dongjin left the office, he opened the red envelope and found twenty yuan and a bunch of cloth coupons inside. He thought to himself, "I knew I made the right choice. This person is easy to get along with and good at winning people over. Director Yang's defeat was not unjust."
He arrived at the third canteen, picked up the extremely anxious Qin Huairu, and amidst the envious glances of the canteen staff and the teasing whistles of He Yuzhu, he clasped his hands in thanks and spun around before riding his bicycle with Qin Huairu to the neighborhood office to get their marriage certificate.
As they left the cafeteria, Jia Dongjin saw Qin Huairu still holding onto the bicycle seat spring for balance, just like always. He laughed and said, "Aren't you going to hold onto my waist? Be careful not to fall."
"Dongjin, why did you take so long?" After the two finished exchanging marriage introduction letters, Jia Dongjin said he had to take care of some things. Unexpectedly, he waited for a long time. Qin Huairu asked casually, cleverly avoiding the topic of Jia Dongjin hugging her waist.
"It hasn't been long. I just checked the cafeteria clock, it's been less than twenty minutes." Jia Dongjin had barely finished explaining when he understood the reason.
Knowing that a woman was thinking about him made Jia Dongjin even happier. As he approached the factory gate, he deliberately slammed on the brakes.
Caught off guard, Qin Huairu grabbed Jia Dongjin's waist in a panic.
The guards at the gate burst into laughter. Jia Dongjin was proposing marriage in public at the courtyard. Qin Huairu's reputation at the steel rolling mill was so great that after only half a day at work, everyone at the mill knew about her and marveled at her, finding it even more amazing than a movie.
One of the security guards deliberately shouted a warning: "It's okay to put your arm around someone's waist in the factory, but not on the street. Be careful, some older women might cause trouble. This is all I can do for you, brother."
"Thanks for the reminder! I'll go get my marriage certificate right away." Jia Dongjin, thick-skinned and unconcerned about the teasing, waved his thanks generously and rode his bike straight to the neighborhood office.
The weather in Beijing had warmed up, and a gentle spring breeze made the two young people feel tipsy.
At first, it was just a light embrace, but as their emotions stirred, Qin Huairu held him tighter and tighter, her pretty face pressed against Jia Dongjin's back, and she said softly, "Dongjin, I will be good to you for the rest of my life, you must treat me well."
"Huai Ru, I will treat you well. Actually, I've liked you for a long time."
Jia Dongjin replied in a low voice that, whether out of pity or affection, now that he had made his decision, he would go without hesitation, and the woman behind him was worthy of him.
A couple's relationship needs to be nurtured and cultivated; he will also say nice things.
Jia Dongjin decided that from today onwards, he would treat his woman well, especially on a spiritual level.
"Dongjin, do you want me to call you 'Master' or just 'Dongjin'?" Qin Huairu asked naively.
Even now, Qin Huairu still feels like she's dreaming. Although her eyes never leave Jia Dongjin, she doesn't dare to be alone with him for even a second, and she no longer has the courage to break into his room at night and force him to do so.
Last night, Qin Huairu didn't even dare to sleep too soundly, always worried that she was really dreaming. For the first time, she hated the night so much, and felt anxious that the night she used to love was so long, so long that she couldn't bear it.
To borrow someone's words, the night gave her black eyes, but she will use them to seek the light.
Happiness is knocking on the door, but the woman feels flustered and even fearful.
Only after breakfast, when the man led her to the marriage introduction letter that she cherished like a precious jewel, did her heart finally settle down a little.
That's why, when Qin Huairu was waiting in the cafeteria with the letter of introduction, she felt that the wait was too long, so long that it made her panic, and she was always afraid that something might go wrong.
Her friend Liu Lan's teasing and congratulations only made her feel panicked. Fortunately, Jia Dongjin came over in time, and the woman rushed to the man's side. Now, holding the man in her arms, she felt a sense of security she had never felt before.
"It must be called the Eastward Advance."
Jia Dongjin couldn't accept the phrase "head of the household," as he kept associating it with himself squatting on the ground smoking a pipe, and he hurriedly tried to stop the tragedy from happening.
"Dongjin, I like you so much. Last year you forced your hand on me, and I hated you so much; that day you were eating steamed buns at Yi Zhonghai's house, and seeing how much you enjoyed them, I stopped hating you; you've become better and better, but you've changed too fast. By the time I wanted to marry you, you had already passed the third-level worker exam, and I knew I wasn't good enough for you. My mother-in-law was also wary of me, and I could only secretly grieve; when you got your new house and wanted to find a partner, I was happy for you, but I cried all night; Zhang Qin is very beautiful, and I was happy for you, but I hid away and grieved for a long time that night; finally, I had no other choice but to consider becoming a..." "Your woman might even ruin your marriage to Zhang Qin; you say the prettier a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive, am I deceiving you? You and Zhang Qin broke up, I'm heartbroken for you, but secretly I'm overjoyed, am I a bad woman? But I just can't help being happy. Originally, I wanted Jingru to marry you, so the two sisters could serve you together, but Jingru is too young, and my mother-in-law couldn't wait. I never expected you to marry me; now that I'm married to you, I don't want my sister to serve you anymore. I can't bear to see you with another woman, not even my sister;..."