"Jia Dongxu, you have passed the first-class locksmith assessment!”
At the Red Star Rolling Mill, the factory manager read out the list of candidates for this year's assessment.
The surrounding crowd congratulated Jia Dongxu.
"Congratulations, Dongxu. Your days are much better now.”
"The salary has increased from 18.6 yuan to 27.8 yuan.”
"Recently, your wife Qin Huairu gave birth to another child.”
In the crowd, Jia Dongxu revealed a smug smile.
He looked at Yang Jian provocatively.
Yang Jian's expression was calm, and he didn't care about Jia Dongxu's provocation at all.
According to the original plot, Jia Dongxu should not have many days left to live.
"You're about to die. How can you have the confidence to give me such a look?”
When Yang Jiangang transmigrated, he was still not used to the world of the courtyard house.
The system did not load for a long time.
As a result, Yang Jian had to rely on himself for everything.
But later, Yang Jian got used to it.
If the system didn't want to come, then so be it. He was a modern person who had traveled all the way to the 1960s. How could he starve to death?
Yang Jian lived a stable life in this era.
As the timeline was brought forward, Yang Jian went to the countryside to bring Qin Huairu home.
But not long after they got along,
Qin Huairu started to nitpick.
She didn't feel happy being with Yang Jian.
This was an inexplicable unhappiness.
Yang Jian understood.
Over the past few days, Yang Jian had worked even harder, and Qin Huiru could not take it anymore.
She felt that if she was with Yang Jian, she wouldn't have enough money to spend. It would be better if she was with Jia Dongxu.
Jia Dongxu was already an apprentice at the rolling mill, so his mother, Jia Zhangshi, could still help the family.
Unlike Yang Jian, whose parents had died on the battlefield, Yang Jian did not have as much money as Jia Dongxu in the short term.
Yang Jian chose to let go.
She had no feelings for Qin Huairu to begin with.
If it wasn't for everyone saying that Huai Ru's first blood was good, Yang Jian wouldn't even bother to intercept her first blood.
If this woman was a down-to-earth person, Yang Jian might even help her change her fate.
In the end, she still played the game of despising the poor and loving the rich. Then goodbye!
Yang Jian should have been quick.
Even so, Jia Dongxu still held a grudge in his heart.
Qin Huiru's HP was taken by Yang Jian, and Jia Dongxu always felt that he was the one who was framed.
Therefore, Jia Dongxu always wanted to compete with Yang Jian.
Yang Jian had never regarded Jia Dongxu as an opponent.
Jia Dongxu was an apprentice a few years earlier than Yang Jian.
However, Yang Jian had lived in modern society in his previous life. He had knowledge and experience.
Yang Jian had only been an apprentice at the rolling mill last year, and he had applied for the third-grade fitter assessment this year.
In this day and age, the fitter assessment could only be applied once a year, and it was based on one's own standard.
It was just like applying for a university. You could apply for whichever school you thought you could apply for with your score. It was the examiner's business whether you were accepted or not.
On the stage, the factory manager finished reading the list of first-level and second-level fitters.
He began to read out the list of third-level fitters.
The first was Yang Jian.
"Yang Jian, you have passed the third-grade locksmith assessment!”
"Yang Jian, you're the first person in our factory to be admitted to the third-grade fitter at such a young age. You're also the first person to skip a grade and be admitted to the third-grade fitter as an apprentice.”
"Many people have asked me about this talent. Everyone should learn more from Yang Jian! Let's give Yang Jian a round of applause!"
The factory manager took the lead in clapping.
Thunderous applause sounded.
Jia Dongxu's face instantly darkened.
"Yang Jian must be secretly working overtime. I must beat him!”
"I don't believe that I'm inferior to him!"
"Wait and see, Yang Jian!"
That afternoon, Jia Dongxu applied to work overtime.
Yang Jian wasn't as hardworking as him.
After work, Yang Jian took the 34.6 yuan salary of a third-grade worker, as well as the 30 catties of grain coupons, two catties of meat coupons, and one catty of oil coupons issued by the factory…He went to the grain and oil station to buy half a catty of meat, half a catty of oil, and two catties of rice.
It looked like a lot, but it only cost two yuan.
In this day and age, meat was only 84 cents per catty…
Carrying the heavy bag, Yang Jian returned to the courtyard house.
As soon as she entered, she saw Qin Huairu carrying two babies by her feet and one in her arms. She was nursing the babies.
Qin Huiru had already heard about what had happened at the steel mill from Silly Zhu, who had returned earlier.
Silly Zhu even brought her some food, saying that she needed to replenish her nutrients.
Qin Huiru looked down on Silly Zhu.
However, Qin Huairu still accepted the food.
However, he saw Yang Jian carrying bags of meat, food, and oil.
The smugness in Qin Huairu's heart instantly disappeared.
Yang Jian was no longer the same as before.
He had skipped a grade and passed the third-grade worker examination early. His future was limitless.
Qin Huairu smiled and greeted Yang Jian.
"Yang Yang, you're back. You must have had a hard day at work, right?”
Yang Yang.
It had been a long time since she called him that.
Ever since Qin Huairu married Jia Dongxu, she had not spoken to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian smiled faintly.
Qin Huairu turned sideways a little so that Yang Jian could see her cute appearance.
Yang Jian sighed. This woman had turned bad after marrying into the Jia family.
Yang Jian shook his head and ignored Qin Huairu. He walked in the direction of his house.
She would not have given her a chance to seek help.
" It was just for fun, and you still dare to play with me? Hehe…"
Yang Jian did not even turn his head.
Behind him, Qin Huairu's eyes reddened as she felt aggrieved.
If she had known that Yang Jian was talented enough to skip a grade to become a third-grade fitter, she would never have gotten together with Jia Dongxu.
Ironically, the excuse that she used to despise Yang Jian for not having parents to help him had turned out to be her curse.
Jia Dongxu's mother, her mother-in-law, Jia Zhangshi, was extremely harsh on her.
If she hadn't given birth to a boy, she would have been chased out of the house by Jia Zhangshi.
"It's my fault for being blinded by oil back then, that's why she ignored me today.”
"Sigh, it's fine as long as we can live on.”
Qin Huairu could only console herself that it was fine as long as she could live on.
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