"Meizi, let me tell you, we need to work hard to earn the three-dollar wage Ms. Meng gave us. I see this factory is so big, it will certainly need to hire more people in the future. Your daughter and daughter-in-law can work here too," Liu Hehua reminded Wang Hui to work well.
Wang Hui laughed and said, "I was thinking the same thing. When this factory hires more workers, I want my daughter to work here. It would make their lives better."
Then she thought about the fact that Hehua hadn't yet found a daughter-in-law.
"Hehua, now both you and Dazhuang are working in the factory. Before long, matchmakers will start coming to your door. Then you can take your pick," she said.
Liu Hehua had also become wise over the years, "When I find a wife for my son, as long as she is a good person, that's all I want."
While they were talking, they began to tidy themselves up.
The stove was made by Old man Zhao and Dazhuang.
Both men are excellent cooks.
Both pots are simmering.
