Chapter 387: Chapter 387: Pleading for Mercy
'I know, I know,' Chengcheng from my second uncle's family shouted from the small table next to me, 'this is the weasel paying New Year's greetings to the chicken,' he added, 'it's what the book says,' his face full of the look of I'm right, you guys praise me quickly.
'You're right,' the adults laughed when they heard him say this, and Mei Jianzhong praised him, "Chengcheng is good, he has still read some books into it,'
and his aunt's face also had a light, but she tapped him on the head and laughed, "What are you doing, comparing your uncle to a chicken?'
Hearing her divine unfolding like this, "Poo," Cai Hong buried her head on her aunt's shoulder and couldn't stop laughing.
Well, women and men are creatures from two different planets. Men care about why Wang Ganqing made a senseless phone call, while women are amused by the words of a little brat.
In any case, Mei Jianzhong in the main seat was happy.
Today, the children's cars are parked in front of the threshing floor, and everyone says that his children and grandchildren are very successful. Many people don't have a clear idea, but seeing so many nice cars in the threshing floor is the best proof.
In recent years, with one daughter and four sons, the family's life has been getting better and better year after year. The original discord between the daughter-in-laws has now disappeared, and each one of them is more filial to him than before.
Although the grandchildren's grades are not as good as their only grandson's, they are still quite good. Moreover, with Feng Yiping as an example, who got into a famous university in China, none of them want to stop studying and are all quite hardworking.
All of this made Mei Jianzhong unable to be unhappy.
Feng Yiping was sitting next to his mother. Since he had returned, Mei Qiuping's gaze had never left him. She picked up a deep-fried dumpling in his bowl at this time, looked at his clothes, and scolded, 'I don't know why you don't buy more clothes. You're still wearing the same clothes you wore last New Year's Eve!'
'Buy more? Do you think I'm your sister? Besides, the clothes are fine, what's wrong with them?'
Third Auntie added, 'Yiping, you're the same. Things are different now. You can afford a few clothes. If we'd known you were so stingy, we would have bought them for you.'
Feng Yuxuan tugged at the clothes on Feng Yiping's body and said, 'Mom, Auntie, don't let him fool you. The clothes on his body may look inconspicuous, but they're actually not cheap. Just this one set of clothes is enough for me to buy several sets.'
'Really? What brand is it?'
'I must explain that my clothes, unlike my sister's, don't change much in style. So instead of buying one hundred dollar items every year, it's better to buy a three hundred dollar item and wear it for three years.' This is indeed Feng Yiping's spending philosophy when it comes to clothing.
'So these,' he said, pulling at the clothes on his body, 'are a bit more expensive, but they are actually still a good deal,'
'You're right,' Cai Hong said, "your clothes don't pay attention to style, but the material and workmanship of a 300 yuan shirt is definitely much better than a 100 yuan one.'
Feng Zhenchang had drunk some wine, and it was too unsafe to walk at night, so that night, the Feng Yiping family rested at their grandfather's house.
He took the time to go out and call Huang Jingping, "Are you sleeping?'
'Lying in bed watching TV, it's too cold, so I'm still warm in the covers,' Huang Jingping said.
Feng Yiping looked around and saw that there was no one else around, and he laughed, saying, 'It's warmer lying next to me. I'm your winter heater and summer air conditioner.'
'You're so silly,' Huang Jingping laughed.
'I'm going back to the village with my parents tomorrow, so I probably won't be able to come and see you.'
'My family is doing the same. My parents have already packed up everything and are going back to the village early tomorrow morning. Who told you to come back so late?'
'It's fine. I'll go to your house to pay New Year's visits in the first month,'
'Yes,' Huang Jingping replied softly, 'I don't know what's going on, but I feel like my father came home from work today very unhappy.'
'Did you get a small bonus?' Feng Yiping joked. 'I have a plan for what I told you about your father. We'll see how it turns out next year. It's better if you don't tell him just yet.'
'Then I thank you, Yiping,'
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Following behind his mother and sister in the car, Feng Yiping drove into Fengjiawan. No matter when it is, no matter what the hometown is like, as long as he returns here, Feng Yiping always feels very comfortable. The same cold air seems to be different from anywhere else.
The village has really changed a lot, as evidenced by the eight vans parked in the planned parking lot. These were bought by people who used to run noodle shops outside. Before, they never even rode a bicycle, but now they have directly switched to four-wheeled motor vehicles.
It was a cloudy day, and no one was out basking in the sun. But when they heard the family returning, the people along the road left the warmth of the fire pit and came out to greet them. Feng Yiping's parents now live in the city year-round, and their greetings are always about Feng Yiping and his sister, asking about their studies and business, and so on. At the end, they always invite Feng Yiping to dinner at their home.
Back home, Feng Hongbing had just spoken to Feng Yiping for a few minutes, and the fire had not yet been lit, when a villager that Feng Yiping did not know well came to the door with a gift.
'Third Uncle, my worthless bastard of a son knows he was wrong. Can you give him a chance? He swore to me that he would never make the same mistake again.'
'Mengchuan, you know, I'm not an unaccommodating person, but, as you know, I really can't interfere with the management of the cabinet factory. Besides, the factory has not given him no chances before, and he himself didn't grasp them, right?' Feng Zhanchang gave him a cigarette and lit it with his lighter.
'I know you don't have anything to do with it, but if you talk to Mr Cai, he won't refuse to give you face, will he?'
'The rules and regulations are there, and no one's words count,' Feng Zhenchang was polite to him, but he never relented.
'Brother, have some tea,' Feng Yiping served the tea. There was no choice; after returning home, things like serving tea and pouring water naturally fell to Feng Yiping.
'By the way, Brother-in-law Yiping, please say something. Hongqi is your primary school classmate. You remember, right? She was fired from the cabinet factory in the twelfth lunar month. I know you are the boss of the cabinet factory. If you say something, Mr. Cai will dare not not listen.'
This Meng Chuan seemed to be in a hurry, and he didn't care if Feng Zhenchang heard these words in front of him.
Red flag? Feng Yiping seemed to have some kind of impression, but why was he fired? Feng Yiping looked at his father and said, 'Brother Mengchuan, my parents make all the decisions in our family, so you'd better discuss it with them!'
'Meng Chuan, this is your fault. Yiping doesn't understand anything, and you let him speak. When you entered the factory, you were repeatedly reminded that the cabinet factory is a smoke-free factory. Your family has been red-flagged three times, and one of the times was in the workshop. What if something happens? The factory burns down, but the goods are fine. If someone gets hurt, and everyone who works in the factory is from our village, who can bear the responsibility?'
Hearing this, Feng Yiping probably understood what was going on. Cai Lei was right. A person like this should be fired.
Feng Yiping was the main drafter of this system. For a factory like a cabinet factory, you can imagine that a total smoking ban is a given.
Of course, it's not that there's no chance. For the first offence, the team leader will have a talk with him; for the second offence, the workshop director will have a talk with him, and he will have to give a review at the pre-shift meeting. If he commits the offence for the third time, then sorry, he will be fired directly, and there is no discussion.
'But he really knows he was wrong, and he has repeatedly assured me that he will never do it again. It's not easy to find a job that is close to home and pays well. As you know, Hongqi's mother is not well, and our family really can't do without this job. Please help, Sanba!'
It seems that this Meng Chuan is not the first time he has come to Feng Zhenchang and the others.
'Meng Chuan, the system is the system, it is not a joke. Since Hongqi has repeatedly broken the rules, he has only himself to blame for being fired. It is impossible to change a decision made yesterday today. Who will obey the system in the future? How can Manager Cai manage the people in the factory?'
'But Hongqi really does know he was wrong, and we really can't do without this job.' Meng Chuan was like a tape recorder.
Feng Yiping began to resent Hongqi, who he could barely remember. How could he not show up for something like this? He just pushed his old father out in front, and even came to the family home to plead for him just before the New Year.
'In that case, the cabinet factory, Hongqi is definitely not going back. I'll ask other companies again, and I'll definitely arrange a job for him after the New Year, okay? In that case, you can go home and have a good New Year, right?' Seeing Meng Chuan's unyielding look, Feng Yiping said, 'But let me put it bluntly. No matter which company, there are systems in place, and if Hongqi doesn't follow them, he might get fired.'
'Can't it be a cabinet factory in the town? If you go to the city or the province, it will be far away from home.' Although Feng Yiping's answer made Meng Chuan's eyes light up, he was still undaunted.
Now, Feng Yiping was also a little annoyed. His approach was a bit like the gentleman deceiving the other party. "Forget about the cabinet factory, it's definitely impossible," he said decisively. 'You go back and discuss it properly. Okay, our family also wants to celebrate the New Year.'
'Okay, no matter what, we still have to thank you. I'll go back and discuss it with him, but I still want to trouble you to say a few words in front of President Cai.'