At the end of the fifties.
Old Jing.
Outside the Red Star Rolling Mill.
Qin Huairu came again.
Like a beautiful morning glory blooming in the field.
Chen Ping saw her from afar.
He was a little excited.
Why?
Because today was the day of the showdown.
More than a month ago.
Qin Huairu had been arranged to go on a blind date in the city with Jia Dongxu, the fitter of the rolling mill.
After the two met, Jia Dongxu was very satisfied.
He was about to bring Qin Huiru home for dinner.
When they arrived at the Red Star Courtyard, Qin Huiru bumped into Chen Ping, who was washing his hair outside the door.
The scene at that time was extremely shocking.
It was winter.
Chen Ping was washing his hair outside the house. His upper body was bare, and the steaming hot water splashed on his head. After washing off the soap, he stood up and dried his hair with a towel.
At that moment, Qin Huairu was stunned.
She saw a strong and perfect physique.
He saw the exaggerated shape of his rhombus muscles.
He saw a tiger's back and a bee's waist.
He saw a slender figure.
He saw the bulging muscles when he raised his arms.
Chen Ping was 1.85 meters tall.
His figure was very standard.
When he stood, his back was straight like a javelin.
When Chen Ping finished drying his hair and turned around to pour the water out of the basin, Qin Huiru saw his face and instantly fell for him.
His sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes were the words to describe him.
That day, Qin Huairu did not go to Jia Dongxu's house for dinner.
Instead, she stood at the door and chatted with Chen Ping for two hours.
They chatted like fangirls.
Jia Dongxu was so angry that he almost vomited two liters of blood.
Later on, Qin Huairu became Chen Ping's girlfriend.
The two of them had been together for a month.
Chen Ping received Qin Huairu's first blood.
It was that simple.
Therefore, today was the day for the two of them to lay their cards on the table and discuss their marriage openly.
After all, in this day and age, getting a partner without the goal of marriage was considered a hooligan.
Chen Ping was looking forward to it because he had a secret.
He was not from this era.
He was an elite white-collar worker in the 21st century.
He graduated from the National Defense University and served for seven years. After he changed jobs, he started his own business. He relied on the knowledge and connections he had learned to complete a gorgeous transformation and become a boss.
In the end, an accident happened and he transmigrated.
He traveled back to Old Jing in the late 1950s and lived in the Red Star Compound, becoming the most inconspicuous ordinary resident.
He had no choice!
Transmigration was something that could only be encountered by luck.
Since he was here, he should take it as it was.
Chen Ping had read a lot of online novels in the past, especially the Doujinshi novels of the Siheyuan. He had read a lot of them and knew the plot and timeline of the original work clearly.
Therefore, he relied on the professional knowledge he had learned in university to get an electrical job in the rolling mill.
He was now a first-class technician with a monthly salary of 22 yuan.
Everyone might not know much about electrotechnicians.
In the 21st century, the grading system for electrotechnicians was from level one to five. Level one was the highest, and it was called advanced technician.
Level 5 was the lowest, and it was only considered a beginner skill.
However, in the 1950s, the lowest level of electrical work was Grade 1.
Why was this happening?
It was because in 1956, in order to establish a skill recognition system corresponding to the wage distribution system, under the overall planning of the labor department, the country gradually established technical level standards for various types of work by industry and department.
Therefore, all kinds of professional title evaluation and promotion systems came into being.
At that time, the technical level of workers was usually level eight.
Level 1 workers were the lowest.
Level eight workers were the top few people in the pyramid at that time.
It was almost synonymous with a top-notch craftsman with exquisite craftsmanship.
The grade-8 workers in the 1950s and 1960s were the peak of industrial workers 'skills at that time.
At that time, it was already very rare to find level four and level five technical workers in ordinary factories.
In a large factory with tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people, only a single digit of the workers could reach Level 8, and most of them were concentrated in the military and heavy industry.
The Red Star Rolling Mill had grade-8 workers.
Like the one in the courtyard| Master Yi Zhonghai.
He was a grade eight worker.
Therefore, Yi Zhonghai had a high prestige in both the steel mill and the street office.
It was because of his skill level.
As for Chen Ping, because he had just joined the rolling mill not long ago, he was only a first-class technician for the time being. His monthly salary was about 20 yuan.
It was considered relatively rare.
It was precisely because Chen Ping was a transmigrator who was familiar with the plot of the original novel and had read countless doujin novels that almost everyone was criticizing Qin Huairu.
He said that she despised the poor and loved the rich, that she was selfish, and that she was not good in all aspects.
In fact, when he read novels, many of the main characters in the novels even wrote that Qin Huiru fell into Jia Dongxu's arms again after receiving her blood.
Just for the extra ten or twenty yuan betrothal gift.
Therefore, Chen Ping did not know what choice Qin Huairu would make when he met her.
The Qin Huairu he knew was in the prime of her youth, charming, and charming. It was undeniable that she was quick-witted. Otherwise, she would not have rejected Jia Dongxu immediately and turned to attack Chen Ping.
However, in the more than a month that the two of them had been together, Chen Ping did not find out how much she despised the poor and loved the rich.
Qin Huairu was just a simple village girl.
She wanted to marry into the city.
That was all.
Ever since she had taken Qin Huiru's blood, she had been shy and had hidden in the countryside for a few days. Before she left, she had said that she would come back in a few days to discuss marriage.
He finally saw her back today.
Chen Ping slowly walked out of the factory's main entrance and stood in front of Qin Huairu. He reached out and gently stroked her hair."Have you thought it through?"
"Yes."
The corners of Qin Huairu's lips curled up, and her smile was extremely alluring.
"Don't you regret marrying me?"
"I don't regret it."
"I'm only a first-grade worker now. I only earn more than 20 yuan a month. The house in the courtyard only had one bedroom, which was the smallest. You don't mind?"
Qin Huairu bravely took a step forward and raised her head to look at Chen Ping. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she said softly,""I don't mind. I was afraid that you would despise me for being a village girl.”
"Hehe, if I disliked you, I wouldn't have dated you back then.”
"That's good."
Qin Huairu hugged Chen Ping's waist sweetly and leaned her head against his chest as she whispered,""In this life, I'm definitely following you."
"Alright, let's go home."
Chen Ping let out a long sigh. He reached out and wrapped his arm around Qin Huairu's shoulders as he strode towards the courtyard house.
At the same time.
In the courtyard of the Red Planet.
Under Jia Dongxu's constant coaxing and pestering, Jia Zhangshi finally took out another 20 yuan from the cabinet and handed it to him.
"Here. Let me tell you, the Jia family can only give you a betrothal gift of 20 yuan at most. You have to know that according to tradition, a village girl's betrothal gift is at most ten yuan.”
"Aiya, Mom, I know."
Jia Dongxu was extremely excited. He felt that he was almost certain that he would win the 20 yuan.
He was still staring at Qin Huairu.
Back when he went on a blind date with Qin Huairu, he had actually fallen for her at first sight.
In the end, she wanted to bring her back for a meal, but she was actually seduced by that no-name Chen Ping from the quad.
How could he swallow this?
He was a third-grade fitter, so what was Chen Ping?
Grade 1 Electrician.
It was only twenty yuan a month.
Can he compare to me?
He had just heard from a few neighbors who had just returned that they saw Qin Huairu outside the steel mill's compound and that she was talking to Chen Ping.
Therefore, Jia Dongxu also threw caution to the wind.
He was prepared to intercept them tonight.
He didn't believe that a 20-yuan betrothal gift wouldn't be enough to win over a village girl.
Actually, he had ten yuan hidden in his pocket.
Therefore, if it didn't work, he would add another ten yuan.
A betrothal gift of thirty yuan was absolutely foolproof.
Just wait!
Qin Huairu, you're destined to be mine.
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