"ah?"
Chu Xia walked over and touched his forehead: "You don't even have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about? Why are you going to die?"
"I pulled out a long worm." Cen Huaian gestured with a pale face. It was indeed very long. He still feels scared when he thinks of that worm now. He would definitely not survive with such a long worm in his stomach.
"Mom, when I die, bury me under that big tree outside."
The more I thought about Cen Huaian, the sadder I felt, and I couldn't help but want to cry.
Chu Xia was stunned for a moment, then she covered her stomach and laughed out loud, and Cen Huaian became even more desperate.
His mother was still smiling happily even without comforting him, and he turned over and faced inward, feeling angry and upset.
Sure enough, his mother just didn't like him.
"Silly boy!" Chu Xia laughed enough and patted Cen Huaian on the back: "You took the anthelmintic medicine, and the worms must be dead and then they will be excreted. This proves that there are no worms in your stomach anymore, and you won't die. Hurry up and get up to eat!"
"Really?" Cen Huaian was surprised and happy.
"real."
Cen Huaian immediately got up happily and followed Chu Xia to get the rice. The meal she made today was simple, yam porridge and fried tomato and egg.
The yam porridge was thick, sticky and fragrant, and the tomato and egg were sweet and sour. Cen Huaian knew that he would not die anymore, so he ate his meal with extra relish.
Section 12
After finishing the food, he even wanted to lick the plate, but Chuxia stopped him.
However, when he went to wash the dishes, he secretly looked around in the bathroom and quietly licked the dishes clean before washing them.
Chuxia couldn't stay at home all the time. She had to go to work before the time for the factory's internal exam was announced.
She really couldn't do the work in the workshop, but she had to do it. Finally, the team leader assigned her the least skilled job - moving cloth.
There was nothing she could do. The chairman had come over to say hello. If Luo Chuxia really fainted in the workshop because of her lack of care, her position as team leader would be over.
The salary of the cloth movers is different from that of the skilled workers, as they are auxiliary workers. In other words, their salary was reduced in early summer.
Others may not be happy about this and would rather work harder than be paid less.
But Chuxia was happy to do so. She walked behind an assembly line without any reluctance and waited for the cloth to be finished so that she could take it away.
The employee who was moving the cloth was a temporary worker and had been thinking about how to learn some technical skills so that he could be converted to a regular employee.
Now that Chuxia had made room for her, she immediately and happily handed the job of moving the cloth over to Chuxia, told her where to move the cloth, and then hurried to learn new skills.
In her heart, she still thought Chuxia was stupid. Technical workers’ wages increased according to years of service and grades, but those who did the cloth-moving job would never get a raise in their entire lives.
She felt that she had gotten a great deal, so she didn't remind Chu Xia.
Chuxia knew what she was doing. If she continued doing the previous job, she would lose her life.
Besides, her future is not in this textile factory. She doesn't care what she does. As long as it doesn't affect her health, nothing else matters.
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The Red Education Class of the Third Textile Factory.
"An An, what are you playing?"
The little fat boy Chenchen saw Cen Huaian flipping over and over the pieces of paper and seemed to think it was very interesting.
Cen Huaian ignored him. He didn't like the crybaby kids in the class and focused on playing his literacy game.