Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 391 - 266: Mutual Consultation

Chapter 391: Chapter 266: Mutual Consultation

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"I... I’m in charge of transportation," Da Bao said with a naive smile, scratching his head, leaving Cheng Guo a bit baffled. What was there to be ashamed of about being in charge of transportation? Why were his cheeks blushing all the way to the base of his neck?

The next second, Yao Sini solved Cheng Guo’s confusion. She glanced at Da Bao and said with a sneer, "You make it sound so nice, ’in charge of transportation.’ You’re basically just a guy dragging sacks around in the workshop, you know?"

"That’s still transportation..." Da Bao said sheepishly, his face turning a shade of purple from the embarrassment.

Cheng Guo wasn’t very familiar with the work in the glass factory, and looked at Fourth Daughter uncertainly, "What exactly is this riddle you two are going on about?"

"Him? Clumsy and simple, he offended the workshop director and got moved from security to the assembly line packing bags.

At the end of the assembly line, ordinary workers neatly pack the bottles into sacks, sew them shut with hemp rope, and drag them aside. The packers’ job is to transport the filled sacks downstairs promptly, so they don’t hold up the packing work.

If the packed sacks have nowhere to go and cause bottles to fall off the carousel and break, all the losses are on the packer.

Each packer is responsible for two single machines or one double machine; each cart can carry seven sacks. And every assembly line can fill a sack with bottles every two minutes—that’s thirty sacks an hour, sixty for two lines. With his cart carrying seven sacks, and a round trip taking about eight minutes, this means, from shift start, he can’t stop even for a moment.

Those who do this job are usually illiterate or temporary workers recruited from the countryside. Anyway, everyone knows this is the hardest, most tiring job in the factory with the lowest status and the smallest earnings."

Da Bao couldn’t help but argue a bit for himself, "Other jobs are for just anybody, but not everyone can handle carrying the sack packs."

"Enough with that," Fourth Daughter frowned and glared at him, "Since when is being ’simple-minded and physically adept’ something to be proud of?"

Da Bao’s face fell, and he pouted without saying another word.

They had always bickered like this since they were kids, and Cheng Guo hadn’t expected that they would still be the same after getting married. Could this be the so-called ’happy enemies’? Smiling helplessly, Cheng Guo said, "It’s been years since we last met, and just a word from me has you two going at it like this. From now on, should I visit you or not?"

"Smile!" Fourth Daughter prodded Da Bao’s chin, "Go on, give Brother Guozi a smile, or he won’t take you out to play anymore."

"Hehe..." Da Bao genuinely grinned at Cheng Guo.

"You two..." Cheng Guo, looking at the childish pair, really didn’t know what to say.

"These two, no matter how fiercely they argue one minute, they can be back on good terms the very next," Li Xiaoru eagerly looked at Cheng Guo, "Brother Guozi, can we be like that too in the future, please?"

"Like us, arguing?" Fourth Daughter laughed, "Xiaoru, are you out of your mind? Why on earth would you want to live like us with constant bickering?"

"Not to imitate your arguing, but I like your way of not giving each other the cold shoulder. In my memory..." Li Xiaoru leaned in to listen, and lowered her voice, "every time my dad and mom had an argument, they’d cold shoulder each other for days, and it felt really awful."

"Uncle Qing and Aunt Wan argue too?" Fourth Daughter’s eyes widened, "In my memory, Uncle Qing lets Aunt Wan have her way in everything, how could they possibly fight?"

"Not anymore. They fought quite a lot when they were younger. Don’t you remember, every once in a while, I would cling to Brother Guozi’s place and not leave? That was usually when my parents were giving each other the cold shoulder."

"Wow, Xiaoru, you’re pretty cunning," Fourth Daughter said with a laugh, scratching her, "you never mentioned it, and we had no idea."

"It’s not that I’m cunning..." Li Xiaoru sighed softly, "You know how much my dad loves me, but every time he and my mom argued, he wouldn’t even want to look at me. Every time he ignored me, I’d get really scared, afraid that he’d leave me and my mom. I worried if I told you, you might dislike me, so I dared not speak of it.

Fortunately, they haven’t fought since I started high school, and I’ve grown up. I know they love me, and I can finally face this matter openly."

"So, it turns out every couple argues. I thought only our parents did," Fourth Daughter said, glancing at Cheng Guo, "But Brother Guozi, Xiaoru isn’t as outspoken as I am. When she’s patient, try not to argue with her, or with her nature, she definitely won’t talk to you first if you ignore her."

Da Bao jumped in, "Stop worrying about it. Guozi isn’t like me; he won’t fight with Xiaoru. Right, Guozi? Earlier you were asking if I worked in security, do you need help with anything?"

Not wanting to trouble Da Bao, Cheng Guo said, "It’s nothing, I was just asking casually."

"You looking down on your brother?" Da Bao stared at Cheng Guo discontentedly. "I may have been transferred from security, but my buddies are still working there. If you have something to say, spit it out, Brother Guozi. Even if it’s just to save my face, you’ve got to tell the truth."

"Alright then, I’ll shoot straight—I want one of those big-bellied bottles with a wide mouth. If it’s not too much hassle, you could have someone blow one for me. If it’s inconvenient, forget about it."

"Oh, that’s quite romantic," Fourth Daughter chuckled, tugging at Da Bao’s ear. Before she could speak, Mrs. Guo walked in, "Fourth Daughter, you’re already married and you’re still picking on Da Bao."

Fourth Daughter quickly let go, giggling, "Aunt Xiang, with his size, how could I dare pick on him? I was just tickling him."

"Right, just tickling. A big mosquito bit my ear, and it’s all red. Look, Aunt Xiang," Da Bao said comically, stretching his neck toward Mrs. Guo, who slapped him lightly on the back, "Your skin is too thick for any mosquito to bite through. Anyway," she turned to Cheng Guo, "you need to come over early tomorrow to set the marriage agreement. Stop hanging around here and go."

Li Xiaoru quickly said, "Aunt Xiang, let’s have dinner before we go."

"If we wait any longer, the supply and marketing co-op will close. We have to buy some things for tomorrow’s agreement setting. We may not be extravagant, but we can’t be too stingy either," Mrs. Guo said, glancing at Cheng Guo. "Did you ask for leave?"

"I’ll go ask the teacher for leave now." Cheng Guo glanced at the time and hurried off. "Any later, and the teacher will really be off work."

"Take it easy..." Mrs. Guo hadn’t finished talking when they heard the door slam outside. She smiled helplessly, "Look at this kid, about to get married and still so impetuous. Xiao Ru, you’ll have to take good care of him from now on."

"Aunt Xiang, I will," Li Xiaoru said, blushing at the nod. The thought of the vase Cheng Guo had prepared for her made her feel sweet inside.

Cheng Guo rushed to the hospital in a panic, pushed open the office door, and found only Jingbo by himself. "What are you doing here?" Jingbo asked, glancing at the time. "It’s not the teacher’s night shift today, so why are you running here at this time?"

The anxiety and chaos in Cheng Guo’s mind were calmed by Jingbo’s tranquil eyes. He cracked a smile, "Where’s the teacher?"

"The teacher took the day off for personal matters."

"Squeak!"

As soon as Jingbo’s words fell, the door opened and a clean-cut man in his forties walked in, his face dark with anger. He slammed a notebook onto Jingbo’s desk, "Give this to Jing Zhe tomorrow."

"Yes, Director Lu."

"Also, tell him not to take leave for no good reason. As doctors, patient recovery is our top priority. Leaving halfway through work all the time doesn’t make one look like a doctor."

"Yes, Director Lu," Jingbo responded calmly, looking at Lu Liman. "The teacher wouldn’t have asked for leave if it wasn’t urgent. Please try to understand, Director Lu."

Director Lu shot a grim look at Jingbo and turned to leave.

"Director Lu, please don’t be angry," Cheng Guo quickly tried to stop him. "Jingbo is young and still somewhat naive. Please don’t be angry with her. Our teacher would definitely be very grateful for Director Lu’s help. Having a doctor like Director Lu is a blessing for the patients. Everyone in our hospital knows of Director Lu’s medical skills and ethics—it’s impossible to find fault with them!"

Lu Liman’s expression softened a bit, though his tone remained stern, "Flattery will get you nowhere. I’ll report the situation as it is."

"Director Lu, you’re the one who most cares for the younger generation. Please give us a chance. I beg you," Cheng Guo said, pleading with a flattering smile. "I promise to learn from you and strive to become a qualified doctor as soon as possible!"

Lu Liman’s gaze then shifted to Jingbo.

"I’m sorry, Director Lu. I spoke without thinking. Please don’t hold it against me. I promise to study hard from now on, to learn from Director Lu, and to strive to become a qualified doctor as soon as possible." Jingbo’s reflex to explain was due to her feelings for Jing Zhe. In truth, the moment the words left her mouth, she regretted them. Now that Cheng Guo had negotiated a chance for her, there was no way she would stubbornly resist.

Director Lu, with his rather strong sense of jealousy, harbored endless grievances against their teacher. Jingbo anxiously watched Lu Liman, unclear if he would let go of their "transgression."

"Forget it, just this once," Lu Liman waved his hand dismissively at them. "To argue with you over this would make me seem petty. Just understand that I have your best interests at heart...balabalabala..."

By the time Lu Liman had finished his lecture and left, it was half an hour later. Jingbo lay deflated on the desk, "Cheng Guo, thank you. Otherwise, I definitely would have been reported and fired."

Cheng Guo chuckled, "Reporting us was inevitable, but the director has his own ideas, so firing us is another story. I was just thinking it’s better to keep things quiet, if possible. By the way, do you know where the teacher lives?"

"Yeah, I know." Jingbo looked puzzledly at Cheng Guo. "Do you really need to find the teacher right now? Is it something urgent?"(To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)