Zhuang Chaoying's family of four does not have their own housing and can only live in the dormitory of the work unit. Naturally, it is impossible for only one family to live in a dormitory. It is common for three or four families to squeeze into one dormitory.
In this era, there is a shortage of housing, and each family has a large population. Zhuang Chaoying's parents and his third brother Zhuang Qianmei's family lived in the house, and he couldn't even get a room.
The same goes for Huang Ling. Her family has a large population and she is the daughter of a foreign marriage. She can only live in the factory dormitory with her children, while Zhuang Chaoying lives in the dormitory of his work unit. The couple has been living apart for a long time.
Fortunately, the cotton spinning factory where Huang Ling works will be allocated a house, and the list will be announced in two days. As a model in the factory, and with a large family, Huang Ling has a good chance of being allocated a house.
Zhuang Chaoying went to the cotton mill dormitory to teach the children a lesson, which immediately attracted the attention of others.
As soon as Wang Gang asked Zhuang Xiaoting to go to the kitchen to cook for the adults, the eyes of the people around her changed when they looked at Zhuang Chaoying.
Zhuang Chaoying is a middle school teacher. She has always regarded herself as an educated person and is usually very kind to his wife and children. No one expected that he would let his six-year-old daughter cook.
"Teacher Zhuang, Xiaoting is still young, and the kitchen is still very dangerous."
"No, don't listen to the kid's nonsense. Xiao Ting just went into the kitchen to help Huang Ling, and no one let her cook." Zhuang Chaoying said bitterly.
Wang Gang continued to finish the meal and said: "My mother and sister worked hard for a long time to cook, but in the end my grandma rushed me to the kitchen to eat, and they were not even allowed to serve. How can there be such a reason?"
The dormitory is in a state of chaos.
"Ah, we still don't want anyone to come to the table to eat!"
"Teacher Zhuang, is your mother going too far?"
"Are you still a teacher? I didn't expect that there are still old feudal people at home."
"You are a role model for others, and you are like this."
"It's so pitiful for Sister Ling to have such an evil mother-in-law!"
The gossip around him made Zhuang Chaoying feel ashamed. How could he not know that Zhuang's mother did something wrong? It was just that he was a filial son and did not dare to oppose his mother.
Zhuang Chaoying has always been respected by others because of her status as a teacher, but this is the first time she has been besieged like this, so naturally she feels very uncomfortable.
Wang Gang saw Zhuang Chaoying's face turning blue and white, and felt much relieved.
Today at his father's and grandma's house, he finally felt better after being depressed all day.
Huang Ling felt distressed again when she saw her husband being verbally criticized by her co-workers.
"Don't get me wrong, children can't talk, that's not what happened." Huang Ling took the initiative to explain to Zhuang Chaoying.
"The space at home is small and there is no room for the table, so Xiaoting and I eat in the kitchen."
Worker Huang Ling said: "The table is small so you can take turns eating. Why go to the kitchen? I think Teacher Zhuang looks down on women. He thinks women have no status and cannot eat at the table."
"He is also a role model! How can such a person teach his children? Should he teach his children to favor sons over daughters and teach those feudal dross?"
Words from people around him were like knives piercing Zhuang Chaoying's heart.
After all, Huang Ling's co-workers are all around him, and they are all women. Why should women embarrass women? Naturally, they all target men.
?Zhuang Chaoying can barely be considered a "son-in-law", and he will definitely not get support, not to mention that he is unreasonable.
"Teacher Zhuang, a great man once said that women hold up half the sky. Your behavior is wrong."
"The factory has always promoted that working people are the most glorious. Teacher Zhuang, you are still a teacher. Don't you understand this?"
At this time, Zhuang Chaoying already understood what social death meant. The mouth of a female cotton mill worker was much more powerful than the pen of a literati, so he quickly fled.
Huang Ling wanted to chase her, but was held back by Wang Gang.
"Tunan, why are you holding me back?" Huang Ling blamed her son.
"Mom, don't swallow your anger like this. My dad did something wrong today."
"Tu Nan, he is your dad after all." Huang Ling hugged Wang Gang and said: "Your dad values filial piety the most. You threw the chopsticks and plates today, which made him very angry. Moreover, the family scandal cannot be publicized. You should not expose it in public."
Dad is embarrassed."
Wang Gang said directly: "Mom, I can't see you and Xiao Ting being wronged. When I grow up, I can protect you!"
Huang Ling opened her mouth, looked at Wang Gang with a moved face, and hugged Wang Gang tighter.
"Good boy, good boy." Huang Ling shed tears excitedly.
"Mom, don't cry." Zhuang Xiaoting's little eyes turned red when she saw her mother crying.
Huang Ling also took her daughter into her arms, holding back her tears and not letting her child see her weak side.
How could Huang Ling not be aggrieved by what happened today? What she aggrieved most was not the oppression from her husband's family, but her husband's indifference.
Huang Ling didn't dare to show her grievances in her heart. In the final analysis, she still wanted to do it for her children.
Divorce is not a trivial matter in this era, and it is even more difficult for a woman to raise her children. Huang Ling has endured it for many years for her children. Today, for the first time, she feels that everything is worth it.
The family of three finished the remaining half bowl of noodles, and Huang Ling went to fetch water for her children to wash up. Wang Gang took the initiative to help get the washbasin and towels, and first helped Zhuang Xiaoting wash up.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, the lights in the dormitory were turned off, and a family of three squeezed into a small bed, making it difficult to even turn over.
Wang Gang lay in bed unable to sleep for a long time, thinking about how to improve the lives of his mother and sister.
He just sensed the space and found that the gold and jewelry were still there, as well as tens of millions in cash, but it was not convenient to take them out.
Putting aside the fact that Wang Gang is only ten years old now, he suddenly took out a large sum of money, which cannot be explained at all.
Moreover, it is now 1977, an era with great limitations. It is inconvenient to do whatever you want, and there are fewer formal ways to make money.
Fortunately, Wang Gang has experienced too many storms and waves, and has encountered no matter how difficult the start is, so naturally he will not be at a loss.
What's more, his current conditions are not too bad.
Huang Ling is a female worker in a cotton spinning mill, the kind with a formal establishment. In this era, the status of a female worker is very advantageous.
Zhuang Chaoying is a middle school teacher. The country will soon resume the college entrance examination. In the next thirty or forty years, teaching will be a very popular profession.
You must know that there are still a small number of families where both parents are working and both are employed. Especially when young people who go to the countryside will return to their hometowns one after another, the employment pressure will increase. Families like the Zhuang family are actually pretty good.
What is holding Wang Gang back now is his age. Ten years old is too young and he is limited in what he wants to do.
Early the next morning, Huang Ling called Wang Gang and Zhuang Xiaoting to go to school. The moment Wang Gang saw the elementary school textbook, he made up his mind to skip a grade.
It is really a torture for him to sit in a classroom with a bunch of brats!
Huang Ling bought two steamed buns from the cafeteria, gave one to Wang Gang and Zhuang Xiaoting for breakfast, and then told Wang Gang:
"Tu Nan, you can take your sister to school later, and then take her back to do your homework after school, and wait until mom gets off work to take you to the cafeteria for dinner, okay?"
"Well, I will take good care of my sister." Wang Gang said while holding Zhuang Xiaoting's hand.
Huang Ling said happily: "Tunan is so good. Today the room allocation list in the factory came out. We will have a new home soon. Then you won't have to share a bed with Xiaoting."
Wang Gang raised his eyebrows. He had no expectations for the house allocated by the factory. If he were not too young and the housing trade had not been liberalized, he would have wanted to buy a big house directly.