Chapter 8: Day 1 of Work 1

Although the current policy required one person from every household to go to the countryside, the Song family had some connections in Xinghai City, and since both Song Suisui and Song Niannian had formal jobs, those looking to make things difficult for them might not necessarily succeed.

Song Suisui's choice of a procurement job was also calculated; this job involved business trips, which would allow her to use the pretext of work to see other cities in this era.

At the same time, it would allow her to avoid certain envious people in her family.

In fact, if possible, she would have preferred to move out; after all, the Song family home was truly quite far from the machinery factory.

However, this was not something to be rushed; she could plan it out slowly.

Because she had chatted with Zhou Xiuna for too long, Song Suisui missed the last bus. By the time she returned to the Song house, everyone in the family had already come back and was waiting for her to start the meal.

The moment Ma Xiumei saw her, she immediately scolded, "Where have you gone to mess around, you brat? Why are you back so late?"

"Mom, I was wrong!" Song Suisui apologized quickly, then said with a smile, "I'm late, but I ran into something good."

As she spoke, Song Suisui closed the door, took the household registration booklet she had swiped that afternoon out of her bag to return it to Ma Xiumei, and then handed her a piece of paper.

Upon seeing it, Ma Xiumei let out a sudden cry of surprise, "You found a job at the machinery factory?"

Song Suisui nodded. "Yes, I'm going to report for duty tomorrow."

Since their daughter had found a job, Ma Xiumei and Song Jianjun were naturally happy, but the couple was clever; after calming down and thinking it through, they found everything felt a bit strange.

"Suisui, is the source of this job legitimate?" Song Jianjun looked at her.

Song Suisui wasn't intimidated in the slightest; she and Zhou Xiuna had already discussed their story.

"Dad, I guarantee the source of this job is proper..."

Song Suisui gave a brief explanation of Zhou Xiuna's situation at home. After finishing, she said with a sigh, "I've made an agreement with her. After she goes to the countryside, I'll send her ten yuan every month from my salary. If she needs any help, I'll help her."

After listening, Song Jianjun nodded. "She's letting you have the job, and you're helping her out; that's only right."

"Then, sister, have you two agreed on how long you'll be sending the money?" Song Bai asked.

"She said she'd sell the job to me for four hundred yuan. At ten yuan a month, it'll be about done in three and a half years or so."

Hearing this, Song Bai also felt relieved; he had been afraid his little sister would have to support the other person for a lifetime because of a single job.

Once the Song family had finished their questioning, Song Suisui said to Song Jianjun, "By the way, Dad, the policy is that every family must have one person go to the countryside. None of our four children have gone; will that affect you?"

"Don't worry about that. I'll go find someone to talk to tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Seeing that both her daughters had found jobs, Ma Xiumei's heart, which had been anxious these past few days, finally settled. With a face full of smiles, she said, "We've been talking for so long that the food has gone cold. Let's eat quickly."

Only then did everyone stop talking and hurry to eat.

Although dinner was cold, the whole family was very happy.

Song Niannian glanced at Song Suisui from time to time, somewhat confused as to why Suisui, who hadn't found a job in her previous life, had managed to find one now.

Could it be the butterfly effect of her rebirth?

If that were the case, she was more than happy to see it happen.

In this life, she only wanted her family to be reunited, healthy, and safe.

After dinner, they cleared the table, and after washing up, Song Suisui returned to her room to draw blind boxes.

However, she didn't know if her luck had run out, but the three blind boxes she drew tonight were all just small items.

Song Suisui simply put them into her system backpack, pulled up her quilt, and went to sleep.

She used to be a night owl, but after coming here, she had grown accustomed to a regular routine of sleeping early and waking up early within just a few days.

Song Jianjun and Ma Xiumei were currently lying in bed, discussing Song Suisui's job.

"Wife, tomorrow go find some cloth and cotton to make a thick quilt. If there's any left over, make a cotton jacket as well."

"Why make those?" Ma Xiumei was a bit puzzled.

"To send to that child, Zhou Xiuna. You heard what Suisui said tonight; her family probably won't prepare much supplies for her."

Hearing this, Ma Xiumei said, "Since we're going to prepare things, why don't we prepare some other supplies for her as well?"

"Do as you see fit, don't be stingy."

Upon hearing this, Ma Xiumei raised her hand and slapped Song Jianjun. "When have I ever been stingy?"

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Song Jianjun quickly apologized.

And while the Song family entered their dreams, Song Niannian was busy working within her space.

That's right—as a reborn woman, how could she not have a space?

Song Niannian couldn't remember how the space came to be, but in her previous life, she had heard the girls at her company mention it, and she had occasionally read web novels during her leisure time. So, aside from her initial surprise, she was later filled with joy.

...

Early the next morning, Song Suisui was the first to wake up because she had to draw her morning blind boxes, otherwise, the time would pass them by.

She felt that the morning blind boxes had cured her years of being a late sleeper.

"Let me see what we have this morning!"

After selecting a blind box, the others dimmed, and Song Suisui began to open it.

Since she hadn't drawn anything good last night, Song Suisui was still somewhat expectant this morning.

She was going to rely on the Salted Fish System to get rich!

After finishing the unboxing, the look of bewilderment on Song Suisui's face was almost tangible.

It was one thing for the first treasure chest to open into a suitcase, but the second and third chests actually yielded the exact same thing.

At most, the colors were different.

What identical thing had she drawn?

Hehe... she had drawn two crates of fabric!

Each crate contained 50 bolts of cloth, so two crates meant 100 bolts.

Although the fabric was good, Song Suisui suspected the Salted Fish System was intentionally being lazy and cheating.

Because the 100 bolts of cloth were all the latest patterns from the textile factory this year, and these patterns were high-end goods provided to big cities like the Capital and Shanghai.

If she dared to sell them on the black market here, then... well...

With an expressionless face, she put the items into her backpack, pulled back the quilt, got dressed, and got up to wash.

Although the 100 bolts of cloth couldn't be sold right now, she would know once she went on her business trip.

She kept the items from the blind boxes in her system backpack.

Her own important items were kept in her storage ring.

After all, the system backpack could not hold external items.

Since she woke up early and the others hadn't, she started boiling water.

Before long, the family members woke up one after another, and Song Niannian made breakfast with Ma Xiumei.

Because it was the first day of work for both Song Suisui and Song Niannian, Ma Xiumei couldn't help but pull them aside to nag them about "social etiquette and worldly affairs."

Song Suisui almost missed the first bus.

At the entrance of the First Machinery Factory of Xinghai City, people were bustling about for work.

Because most people in the machinery factory knew each other, Song Suisui's unfamiliar face drew quiet attention from many people.

But Song Suisui had thick skin and was not at all intimidated by these scrutinizing gazes; she arrived at the Personnel Department with a confident expression to report to Zhong Zhengmin.

Then, she followed Zhong Zhengmin to the Procurement Department.

(End of Chapter)