"real?"

When Zhang Yunxiu heard this, she was so happy that she quickly pulled a stool and handed it to Officer Zhao.

She has never been to get the production cooperation and mutual aid club of the Revolutionary Committee and has never been to get the job back, but she just feels that if she has time to peel mica and rub the hemp rope, it is better to find work on the forum to make more money.

Her identity as a martyr's widow is also a good excuse in some respects. Even if she didn't go to find a change for several months, others just thought that the money she had was left to her by the dead man.

The parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, and the Bai family thought that the money she had was left secretly to her by Bai Ting, so although she spent more money these days, it did not arouse suspicion.

However, if there was a formal job, Zhang Yunxiu would definitely not refuse.

"I can still lie to you!" Officer Zhao handed her the pot to her. "Here, this is the pot you asked me to buy for you. Look how it is."

Zhang Yunxiu carried the pot. The iron pot was not big, with an estimated diameter of about 45, which was definitely not as good as the large iron pot on her parents' stove, but it was very suitable for ordinary family of three.

The quality is no worse than the ones sold in the supply and marketing cooperative!

"Thank you, Director Zhao." Zhang Yunxiu put away the small iron pot and then hurriedly asked, "That job matter..."

"You are not sure how difficult it is to find a job in the city with a rural household registration. I don't have the ability to arrange for you to go to the factory directly. However, there is a recruitment exam in the textile factory recently. If you pass the exam, you can go to work. If you fail the exam, I can't help." Director Zhao said with a smile, "By the way, have you studied?"

"Yeah, I've studied." Zhang Yunxiu nodded, "Graduated from junior high school."

The 1966 revolution began, schools across the country were not very careful about teaching, and even the college entrance examination was banned. Those ordinary people who wanted to go to college had to pass recommendations.

During the initial revolution, the students in the school were like crazy, countless people criticizing teachers and reporting teachers. The only teachers did not dare to teach seriously. The second sister-in-law felt that the environment in the school was no longer suitable for her to continue studying, so after graduating from junior high school, Zhang Yunxiu did not continue to go to high school.

"Well, it's okay to graduate from junior high school." Director Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, "I signed up for you. I will go to the factory for an exam at 8 am on the 9th, so you have to remember it clearly."

"Staff Secretary Zhao, what are the tests about this?" Zhang Yunxiu thanked first, and then asked again.

"It's probably just about the knowledge in the book. I heard that it's not that difficult." Director Zhao saw her worried look and patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, there are several workshops in the textile factory that have to recruit people this time, and the exams are just a formality."

Zhang Yunxiu nodded and took seven or eight peeled eggs and salted duck eggs from the backpack for her, "Director Zhao, you have helped me too much, and I don't know how to thank you. You can take these back for a few children to eat. They are all made by my parents themselves, and they are not worth much."

Officer Zhao was not polite, and happily took the things and left.

The smile on Zhang Yunxiu's face slowly disappeared after Officer Zhao left, and she frowned slightly.

"Textile factory... there are several people in the Bai family working there."

She murmured in secretly, but it doesn’t matter in the city and has no connections. It would be good if Officer Zhao could sign up for her, and she was not qualified to choose anything.

And if you can go to the factory to work, your parents, brothers and sisters-in-law in your hometown will have less worries.

As for the exam, Zhang Yunxiu was not too worried. After she made money in her previous life, she also went to night school. Later, the hotel business became bigger and attracted many foreign tourists.

At that time, she met a foreign teacher and learned English and simple French with her.

If the exam questions are really simple as what Director Zhao said, she should be able to do them.

"Zhang Yunxiu...Director Zhao really helped you find a job?"

A delicate voice came from the door, and Zhang Yunxiu didn't have to look up to know who this person was.

There are only two widows living in Jinglou, one is her own, and the other is Wei Peilan, who lives on the third floor. She lives with her two sons on the smallest house on the third floor. She usually likes to visit Liu Huifang's house next door.

Wei Peilan has not had a good relationship with her upstairs and downstairs. Zhang Yunxiu has been living here for a week. It can be seen that this person doesn’t look like a peaceable person, and Liu Huifang doesn’t really like her visiting her.

After all, Zhang Yunxiu alone saw Wei Peilan and Zhou Laosan several times, and Liu Huifang was unable to be unclear at home all year round.

Zhang Yunxiu has no intention of being sympathetic to such people. Wei Peilan has come to visit her several times, and her attitude is lukewarm.

"How is it so easy to find a job? The jobs in the city are not enough to be assigned. Director Zhao just signed up for me. Whether I can get into a textile factory depends on whether I can pass the exam."

Zhang Yunxiu said coldly.

Another problem with this woman is that she likes to eavesdrop on others' words, and a little thing can cause a lot of controversy.

Although he looks delicate when he speaks and looks, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Zhang Yunxiu, why are you so popular with Officer Zhao?" Wei Peilan's tone mixed with a slight jealousy, walked in from outside the door, sat on the stool that Officer Zhao had done just now, held his chin with both hands and said, "Is it because your man is a martyr? It's not that? There is also a man on the streets of the west of our city who died as a soldier. Why didn't he see Officer Zhao taking care of her so much?"

Zhang Yunxiu was stunned, "There is also a widow with a dead man on the street?"

"Yes, they are even worse than you." Wei Peilan curled his lips, "I raise three children alone and go to the streets to pick up garbage every day. The three children don't have enough clothes to wear. I heard that there is no one in my parents' home, so how can you live so comfortably?"

If Zhao Qingping was really kind to take care of the widow of the martyr, why didn’t she take care of the widow of the martyr on the street so much?

If you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal.

Wei Peilan calmly took the expression on Zhang Yunxiu's face into her eyes, and found that maybe this woman really didn't know.

"You, don't be too close to Officer Zhao. Don't be careful that someone will sell it and you will count the money for him." Wei Peilan snorted, "We should be the two families with the best relationship upstairs and downstairs."

Zhang Yunxiu was silent for a while before speaking, "Maybe it was because I and Director Zhao got along. She was very enthusiastic, not as good as you said?"

"I just kindly reminded you whether you want to believe that is your business." Seeing that Wei Peilan was kind enough, she didn't appreciate it, and she immediately shook her face and left.

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Chapter completed!