This subsidy is for workers to supplement their nutrition.
Because most of the workers recruited in poverty alleviation workshops are from poor households.
Their families are poor and when they get sick, even if the medical expenses are paid by the workshop.
There is no money to buy nutritional supplements.
Nowadays, the poverty alleviation workshop is considered to be wealthy because it holds foreign trade orders.
Taking this into consideration, Li Weidong specifically stipulated that all sick workers can receive subsidies based on the severity of their illness.
Niu Yong is also aware of this system, which is envied by all workers in the factory.
But his face was still ugly, and he sighed and said: "According to the doctor, Niu Meng's hyperthyroidism is congenital. There is currently no treatment in the country and can only be relieved and maintained with traditional Chinese medicine."
Li Weidong's face also became serious.
Hyperthyroidism, as the name suggests, is a condition caused by excessive secretion of thyroid gland from the thyroid gland in the body.
It manifests itself differently in different people. Some people with hyperthyroidism may be afraid of light, shed tears, and have decreased vision.
Some people may hallucinate and suffer from complications such as mania, schizophrenia, depression, and body tremors.
People like Niu Meng who just show a big appetite are rare, and they don't seem to do any harm, they just waste more food.
but.
If hyperthyroidism is not treated in time and the condition continues to worsen, it can cause serious consequences such as thyroid storm, systemic failure, and even death.
"Does Niu Meng know the news?" Li Weidong pondered for a moment and asked slowly.
Niu Yong shook his head: "I personally took her for the examination. In order to prevent her from having random thoughts, I communicated with the doctor. The doctor also knew that this disease is temporarily incurable. If Niu Meng knew the true condition, she would only It can put a psychological burden on her and worsen her condition, so I’m keeping it secret from her for the time being.”
"That's good. Even though she is usually careless, she is actually very thoughtful. If she really knew about it, there might be trouble."
Li Weidong straightened up, looked at the ivy on the wall, and his heart trembled.
He was quite satisfied with Niu Meng, his apprentice. Niu Meng was always very kind-hearted, and she was always the first to rush to help anyone who was in trouble.
Niu Meng is serious and responsible in his work. Ever since he entered the poverty alleviation workshop, he has been like a hands-off shopkeeper who can do some small research and inventions.
And such a good girl actually got an incurable disease.
No, that's not right!
Li Weidong suddenly realized that there was something wrong with Niu Yong's words just now.
He turned his head and stared at Niu Yong: "What did you say just now? There is currently no treatment in the country?"
"According to the doctor, there seems to be a case of successful treatment in Hong Kong City." Niu Yong said with a bitter smile and sighed: "But you also know the current situation. It is impossible for us to think of Hong Kong City. So Niu Meng’s disease is almost like an incurable disease.”
"Gang City." Li Weidong laughed, patted Niu Yong on the shoulder and said: "Old Niu, I have a way to the port city, but it will probably take some time to get it done. Don't worry, I will do my best to get it done. Niu Meng was sent to Hong Kong City for treatment."
Niu Yong was so moved when he heard this that he almost cried.
He also knew that Li Weidong was familiar with the people in Hong Kong City.
But I never thought that Li Weidong would help.
You know, in this era, traveling to Hong Kong City is no longer something that one person can do.
Even Li Weidong had to pay a huge price.
That's why Niu Yong didn't put forward this idea.
Unexpectedly, Li Weidong took the initiative to ask for help after learning the truth of the matter.
This is a true good brother.
Niu Yong's blood surged, and he rushed over and hugged Li Weidong, lifting him high.
"Old Niu, you haven't corrected your problems for many years."
This action reminded Li Weidong of when he first entered the steel rolling mill, and Niu Yong hugged him tightly after he successfully returned.
It's still so powerful that it makes people breathless.
At this moment, a neighbor who went to the latrine came over, and when he saw the appearance of the two people, his expression suddenly changed.
He quickly waved his hands and said, "Hey, keep going, I didn't see anything."
He said that he didn't see it, but his eyes kept peeking.
Li Weidong: "."
He now has the idea of killing Niu Yong.
At noon, the crisp sound of firecrackers sounded outside the door.
This means the party is about to begin.
but.
The first-year banquet in the capital is different from other wedding banquets or white banquets. It has an extra procedure.
The guests did not gather around the table, but crowded into the room.
At this time, Shan Xiaolin's wife was sitting next to the fire bed on the fire bed with her child in her arms. The bed was filled with various gadgets.
There are books, abacus, toys, pens, and seals.
Li Weidong also saw a small iron rocker made of bent steel wire inside.
If the child catches something later, it will explain what career he can do in the future.
If he caught the book, he would be a teacher in the school.
If you catch Abacus, it's most likely an accountant.
The pen is a cultural person.
The seal is for an official.
As for the iron crank, it is naturally the driver.
Of course, this is just a beautiful expectation for the child. If it really works, just put a crown on the kang, and everything will be solved.
As the head of the family, Shan Xiaolin's mother stood up and said with a smile when she saw all the guests had arrived: "Thank you all my relatives and friends for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come to our house to attend my eldest grandson's birthday party. Now please My eldest grandson is starting to have his period."
The old lady is from a rural area and has little education. She cannot speak those refined words, but when she looks at the child, the love that shines in her eyes is so strong.
Shan Xiaolin's daughter-in-law nodded to Shan Xiaolin, and then whispered in the child's ear: "Good boy, you will come back with a seal later, and you will be a high official in the future."
The child is just one year old and cannot understand these things. He can only giggle.
Shan Xiaolin's wife patted his butt gently: "Go ahead."
The child still didn't understand the situation, but when he saw a lot of fun things in front of him, he subconsciously grabbed them.
At the Zhouzhou Banquet, the small items are placed strategically. Small items with the best meanings, such as seals and pens, are placed at the front, while abacus and books are placed further back. As for the little iron shaker It was obviously Shan Xiaolin's insistence that he put it in, and put it at the end.
This way, children can catch the good stuff first.
When Li Weidong saw this, he smiled and asked Shan Xiaolin: "More, what is the child's name?"
"Immortality. Her mother hopes that he will be healthy and disease-free for the rest of his life." Shan Xiaolin stared at the child and said with a smile.
Changsheng, Shan Changsheng, is indeed a good name.
At the same time, it can also be explained from the side that Shan Xiaolin's daughter-in-law is not satisfied with Shan Xiaolin as a truck driver.
Although truck drivers in this era are very popular, they can get a thousand taels of gold as soon as they step on the accelerator, but they won't exchange it for the county magistrate.
but.
The danger is also very high. It can almost be said that every time you run a long distance, your head is hanging on the belt of your pants.
Moreover, he was gone for several days and could not even take care of his family. Shan Xiaolin's daughter-in-law could only support the family by herself.
Naturally, she resented the profession of truck driver in her heart, and did not want Shan Changsheng to inherit his father's business and become a truck driver.
"Hey, this kid is really capable. He grabbed the seal in one go."
"Hey, hey, why did you lose it again? Look, this kid really lost his seal."
"Oh, why did you lose the pen too!"
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Amidst the sighs, Li Weidong turned his head and looked over, suddenly happy.
Shan Changsheng grabbed a small gadget, brought his chubby little hand to his mouth, took a bite, and then threw it aside.
Soon all the gadgets on the bed were grabbed.
This is a good sign. According to Zhuozhou, this kid will be a second-rate guy who can't do anything when he grows up.
Shan Xiaolin, Shan Xiaolin's daughter-in-law, and Shan Xiaolin's mother all turned dark.
"Oh, you kid, don't lose your books."
Seeing that Shan Changsheng dropped his book again, the three people and the guests in the room became anxious.
How could such a smart kid turn into a second-rate kid?
Although this is just a metaphor, on such occasions, people still hope that their children will receive the best blessings.
Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Shan Changsheng dropped the rattle, brush, calligraphy and painting, and finally picked up the rocker made of bent wire.
He held it in his hands and sat on the bed, giggling.
Seeing this scene, everyone was amazed.
"This rocker looks ugly and not a good thing. Why does Changsheng insist on holding it?"
"What are you talking about? This is a son inheriting his father's legacy."
"Shan Changsheng will definitely be as good a driver as his father in the future."
"Yeah, I think being a driver is pretty good. Although it's a bit harder, you earn a lot more."
"The status is still high. If someone has a driver, the neighbors can rely on him."
During the discussion, Shan Xiaolin laughed loudly, rushed up to pick up the child, and kissed the child's little face.
"What a good boy. He is indeed my Shan Xiaolin's son. He is a born truck driver."
The child was hurt by his beard, but he didn't cry and stretched out his little hand to pull out the beard.
Li Weidong was amazed and gave a thumbs up: "This guy will do big things in the future."
Although Shan Xiaolin's daughter-in-law did not want Shan Changsheng to be a truck driver, she did not want him to be a second-rate man. Seeing this situation, the dissatisfaction in her heart disappeared.
Although Zhou Zhao had twists and turns, it finally achieved a satisfactory result.
After catching Zhou, the next step is naturally to eat noodles.
Silly Zhu and his apprentice Ma Hua had already put the dishes on the table.
Looking at the dishes on the table, the guests all gave Shan Xiaolin a thumbs up.
Steamed chicken, Sixi meatballs, elbows, braised pork
Not to mention other dishes, just these few meat dishes are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Nowadays, supplies are becoming increasingly scarce, and it is even difficult to buy meat at the pigeon market. Only truck drivers like Shan Xiaolin can bring back so many good things from other places.
The guests enjoyed the delicious feast and were full of praise: "Xiao Lin's family, take a look, how great it is to be a truck driver. If you were an ordinary person, we would be lucky to be able to eat white flour steamed buns today."
"Yes, yes, yes" Faced with the teachings of her elders, Shan Xiaolin's daughter-in-law accepted it humbly.
Li Weidong also picked up a meatball and put it in his mouth, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.
Don't tell me, I haven't seen you for a few days, and Shazhu's cooking skills have improved again.
At this time, Silhu, who had finished his work, wiped his hands, came over, and said with a smile: "Brother Wei Dong, how are you?"
Li Weidong gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, it's comparable to the skills of chefs in big hotels. Silly Zhu, I think you can continue to be promoted."
"Really?" Silly Zhu was also thinking about promotion these days.
The levels of cooks are different from those of workers. For workers, Level 8 is the highest and Level 1 is the lowest.
There are ten levels of cooks, with level ten being the lowest and level one being the highest.
Silly Zhu is now an eighth-level chef, which is actually a relatively low level among chefs.
This is not to say that Shazhu's skills are inferior. In fact, Shazhu's cooking skills have surpassed those of level 4 or 5 chefs, otherwise he would not be able to win the favor of Director Yang.
It's that this guy is a careless person, and he doesn't pay attention to promotion at all.
It was only now that he was married, as He Meimei grew up and the family's expenses gradually increased, that he felt the pressure.
And if you advance to the first level, you can get at least three more yuan, which is a lot of money.
"Of course it's true. I believe that with the level you are showing now, you can definitely come out on top if you take the promotion exam."
Li Weidong cheered for Shazhu.
Silly Zhu chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll sign up in a few days."
As he said that, he seemed to have thought of something, turned around and waved to Ma Hua: "Ma Hua, come here."
"Here we come, master." Ma Hua put down the plate, wiped his hands and ran over.
"Master, what's the matter?"
Silly Zhu said with a serious expression: "In a few days, we will have a promotion exam for chefs in the capital. I hope you can also take part."
As soon as these words came out, Ma Hua's expression suddenly brightened.
There is shock, disbelief, emotion, and grievance.
Thinking about it, Ma Hua has been following Sha Zhu as his apprentice for four or five years.
He does the hardest and most tiring work every day, but his cooking skills have not improved at all. After so many years, Ma Hua is still just an apprentice, not a chef at all.
The biggest reason is that Shazhu adheres to the older generation's concept of "teaching apprentices to starve the master". He doesn't teach MCA cooking skills on weekdays, and often hides his secrets.
That is to say, MCA is a good kid, but he would have given up his job long ago if he had been an apprentice in Bede.
People come to be your apprentices to learn skills, not to work as coolies.
Ma Hua did not expect that Silly Zhu would suddenly enlighten, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
Silly Zhu patted Ma Hua on the shoulder: "You are not young anymore. You may get a wife in a few years. How can you support your family with your monthly salary of more than 20 yuan?" !”
After listening to this, Li Weidong said in his heart what a good guy.
After Silhu got married, he felt the warmth of his family and became a warm-hearted master.
Ma Hua nodded heavily: "Master, I also want to take the promotion exam, but you also know my skills."
"Hai, you have been with me for so many years, and you have already mastered the basic skills. Master will teach you a few dishes to ensure that you can pass the exam smoothly."
"If my Silly Zhu's apprentice fails the exam, it will be the biggest joke in the capital."
Silly Zhu is full of confidence.
At this time, the fat man also came over from the side: "Master, I also want to take the promotion exam."
"Get out!" (End of this chapter)
