Looking at the flower-like Zuo Xianmei, Wang Xiuqin couldn't help but praise her.
"Your girl is so beautiful. She deserves to be a rich girl. We in the village don't look like this."
Now that she has shown up, Zuo Xianmei cannot be rude.
"I've seen... um..."
She didn't know what to call him.
"You can call me Factory Director Wang, Sister Wang, or Lieutenant Wang."
Zuo Xianmei was still not used to addressing women by official position or military rank, so she could only say, "I have met Sister Wang."
Wang Xiuqin asked: "Sister, why don't you come here? It's so nice here. Is Qianzuo not letting you come out? Tell me, and I will help you train him."
Zuo Xianmei was startled and thought to herself, "Aren't you my brother's subordinate?"
How can any subordinate preach to the superior?
Zuo Mengeng quickly defended himself.
"It's not that I don't let her go out. She insists on learning the three obediences and four virtues. She can't go out or take steps at the second door. I'm helpless."
Wang Xiuqin noticed that Zuo Mengeng seemed to be very anxious about this sister.
She rolled her eyes and decided to help.
"Since sister is here, let's have fun and look around. Come on, sister will take you."
Without saying anything, she grabbed Zuo Xianmei's hand and pulled her away.
Zuo Xianmei was in a hurry.
"elder brother……"
However, how could the strength of a charming young lady like her be compared with that of a village woman like Wang Xiuqin?
There was no way to break free.
Zuo Mengeng and Wang Xiuqin still have this tacit understanding.
"It's okay. I'm relieved that Director Wang is with me. You can come out once to relax and enjoy the sunshine."
Zuo Xianmei was about to cry, but felt like she had been kidnapped.
Being dragged along by Wang Xiuqin, he didn't even know where he went. I just feel like it’s so big here and there are so many people.
Wang Xiuqin dragged on for a while, but could no longer see Zuo Mengeng. Zuo Xianmei also accepted her fate and stopped struggling, so she slowed down and stayed with Zuo Xianmei to introduce her to the surrounding situation.
"Look, this is the military camp, full of strong young men. If I look at a pretty girl like you, I'm sure I won't be able to walk."
"Oh, Sister Wang, how can you say these... these..."
Zuo Xianmei had never heard such crazy words before, and her legs were so frightened that they became weak. Her face was red and her heart was beating, and she didn't know what she was being shy about.
Wang Xiuqin saw this and felt secretly happy in her heart.
I didn't expect that the domineering Zuo Mengeng would have such a timid sister.
In today's world, how would such a person live if he were not born into a wealthy family?
Wang Xiuqin pointed to another place where black smoke was billowing and said: "There are factories here, including iron-making, gun-making, cannon-making, and everything. Didn't you see those blacksmiths when they were making iron? Naked, he was as strong as a bear.”
Zuo Xianmei was about to cry.
This sister is so outrageous that she even looks at a man's body.
"Do you want to go see my sister?"
Zuo Xianmei's face turned pale with fright, and she even had thoughts of seeking death.
"Sister...sister, don't say this."
Seeing Zuo Xianmei's unwillingness, Wang Xiuqin sighed, seeming to feel regretful.
Fortunately, she didn't force Zuo Xianmei to visit the factory. Instead, she walked through and went directly to Zhuangzi.
When we get here, the painting style is completely different.
The fields of yellow crops are flourishing. Children's voices could be heard in the distant wind, and the reading of the "Three Character Classic" could be heard clearly.
Many farmers are working in the fields, and the laughter and laughter are intertwined with each other, showing the atmosphere of fireworks in the world.
At this point, Zuo Xianmei finally recovered.
"The crops here are really good. Is it a bumper harvest today?"
Wang Xiuqin was also filled with joy when she saw the heavy ears of wheat weighing down the wheat stalks.
"It's not just that Qianzuo did a good job. In the beginning of spring, we asked everyone to dig ditches and set up waterwheels by the river. This year's drought has been like this. It's only because the land on our farm has been irrigated that the crops have grown so well."
Zuo Xianmei came into contact with crops for the first time, and cautiously moved closer to observe the wheat ears up close.
Although she usually considers herself a lady, she is still a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, with her childlike innocence still intact. For novel things, your true nature will still be exposed.
"I heard that there was a famine last year and many people starved to death. This year we have a good harvest, so we won't be hungry again, right?"
Wang Xiuqin's eyes dimmed and she said softly: "It would be great if it could always be like this."
Zuo Xianmei was wearing a bright and exquisite lady's dress, so she didn't want to be too conspicuous while walking on this country road. The farmers who were working all looked over.
"Director Wang, who is this handsome girl? She is almost the same as the youngest in my family, so tell me."
Zuo Xianmei hid in shame, unable to bear the frankness of ordinary people.
Wang Xiuqin scolded him back on the spot.
"Bah, you white old blind man, you are not wrong. Open your dog eyes and take a good look. This is our Qianzao girl. As a bastard like yours, she is not worthy of being reincarnated."
Upon hearing that she was Zuo Mengeng's sister, the farmers immediately became enthusiastic and greeted her one after another.
Obviously she couldn't stand being stared at by so many eyes, but for some reason, Zuo Xianmei still felt a touch that she had never experienced before when she saw the simple faces greeting her affectionately.
This feeling made her very panicked. She didn't know what to do and was in a hurry.
Wang Xiuqin saw it and was afraid of embarrassing her, so she hurriedly pulled her away.
"Sister, let's go to my clothing factory. There are women there, so you can feel more comfortable."
The two of them arrived at the outskirts of Zhuangzi, walked on a flat path, bypassed Zhuangzi, and soon saw a large courtyard.
The high wall covers a large area, and you can't see what's going on inside. You can only hear the commotion and excitement inside.
There is only one gate on the way in and out. Although it is open at this time, the door is guarded by guards with swords.
As she got closer, Zuo Xianmei was shocked to find that these two guards were also women.
Wearing the same military uniform as Wang Xiuqin, he has a different heroic spirit because of the extra weapons.
Seeing Wang Xiuqin approaching, the two of them raised their hands and saluted, just like the male soldiers Zuo Xianmei had seen before.
Not only that, Wang Xiuqin also pulled Zuo Xianmei to the table next to her.
"Sister, you are not from the factory, so you must register when you enter. Come here, write down your name and identity."
Zuo Xianmei was surprised by the strictness here.
"With my identity, do I have to do this?"
Wang Xiuqin chuckled.
"Don't say it's you, even if your brother comes, you have to register. Qianzao said that a strict management system can ensure everything is foolproof. There are so many people here, and they are made of cotton. If there is an accident due to poor management, there will be losses. Can’t afford it.”
Zuo Xianmei stuck out her tongue, feeling for the first time Zuo Mengeng's military strategy.
She makes pencils, so she knows how to use them better than most people. Seeing the name she wrote on the notebook, Wang Xiuqin couldn't help but be envious.
"Your handwriting is so beautiful. It's not like ours, which is like a dog crawling."
It was obviously a vulgar language, but Zuo Xianmei still laughed, not as awkward as at first.
As Wang Xiuqin walked into the quilt factory, she realized that it occupied a very vast area. There are four or five large factories, and people are always coming in and out from time to time.
There were many carriages parked in the open space, some were unloading cotton and cotton cloth, and some were loading clothes. Without exception, all the people who work are women.
Zuo Xianmei was puzzled when she saw a woman walking in stunnedly carrying two large bags of cotton.
"Why aren't men doing this kind of work?"
Before Wang Xiuqin could answer, someone next to her started shouting.
"How can we make money if we let men do it? If we can't make money, we can't hold our heads up at home. Now we make our own money to support ourselves, and the men at home don't dare to look down on us. If you continue to scold me, look at me. Don't slap him with a big ear-scratcher."
There was so much laughter that Zuo Xianmei thought she was entering a den of female thieves.
But seeing these women bustling about with smiles on their faces, for some reason, it was in sharp contrast to the dull atmosphere at home.
Wang Xiuqin took Zuo Xianmei and showed her around one factory after another.
"This is a cutting factory. You don't need to do anything else. You just need to cut the fabrics. There is a cotton storage factory over there, which is used to fill cotton when making winter clothes. But now that the weather is hot, I wear single clothes. For the time being, Work stopped. There is a sewing factory over there, and all the ready-made clothes come out from there."
After walking around in a circle, Zuo Xianmei probably had a good idea.
"Isn't there thousands of people here?"
Wang Xiuqin said proudly: "A total of one thousand, two hundred and fifty-seven people."
Zuo Xianmei showed admiration for the first time.
"Sister, for a girl, she can take care of so many people. It's really amazing."
Wang Xiuqin didn't have so many feelings.
"There's nothing we can do about it. There was a shortage of people everywhere. I was brave and good at needlework, so I became the director of the factory."
Looking at Wang Xiuqin, who was bright and full of energy, Zuo Xianmei couldn't help but think of the words Zuo Mengeng and Xu Ruolin said in the past.
Why can't women make their own way?
During this random thought, someone came running over.
"Director, these eighty-nine military uniforms can be put into storage. Well... how do you write eighty-nine?"
Wang Xiuqin took the account book and couldn't help cursing after hearing this: "How many times have I taught you, but I still can't remember such a simple number. If you study with all the energy of eating, can you still remember it?"
The man was so ashamed that he was scolded.
"I'm not stupid."
Zuo Xianmei came back to her senses and saw Wang Xiuqin filling in numbers in the account book, writing 89 in Arabic numerals.
She knew it because she was among the first batch of learners.
And when it comes to math ability, she is far better than many people in Houying.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but said: "It's impossible to do the accounting like this. If there is a loan, there must be a loan, and the loan must be equal. Eighty-nine pieces of military uniforms have been added here, so there must be corresponding fabric loss. In this way, the accounts can be clear at a glance, and there is no need to worry about mistakes. "
Watching Zuo Xianmei draw a table she had never seen before in a few seconds, and then fill in various numbers in it.
The originally messy account books immediately became clear, and Wang Xiuqin's eyes straightened.
"Sister, help me quickly. I'm so dizzy with all these accounts and numbers. If something goes wrong, how can I be worthy of a thousand seats? We have strict rules in the back camp, if something goes wrong , but you will be punished. You can’t bear to have your sister punished, right?”
Zuo Xianmei didn't expect that just by expressing her opinion on the account books, she would get involved.
But looking at Wang Xiuqin's pitiful appearance when she begged, she wasn't used to rejecting people.
"That...okay then."
