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The woman confidently assured, "You can rest assured, Miss Liu, over the years I've worked as a woman in the fields just as hard as any man. Please accept me."
This woman was none other than Widow Tian, who had a son.
At this moment, Liu Qingxi carefully examined her. The woman was in her thirties but appeared older than her peers. Her hair was dry and yellow, with hints of gray at the temples. Her skin was dry with a highland flush, and her lips were slightly thick.
Her palms were calloused, and she wore simple clothing, indicating a difficult life.
However, the one thing that stood out was that this woman held her back straight from beginning to end. Though her words carried a sense of pleading, her body language made Liu Qingxi realize that she had a strong sense of pride.
Sometimes it wasn't just pride; being a widow often attracted gossip. To avoid this, she tried to appear strong and rarely asked others for help, fearing negative remarks.
But the work here was widely recognized as good work, and since the Boss was a woman, there shouldn't be too much gossip.
That was why she sought this opportunity; life had shaped her into a capable individual who could handle any task without fail.
Yet, being a woman meant she still fell short in many aspects compared to men and could only barely maintain their livelihood.
"I may not be able to do other things, but I can help with cooking for the big Kid. I'm quite good at it," she suggested.
Cooking! Liu Qingxi suddenly slapped her forehead. She had been thinking all night and completely forgot about this: "That's a great idea, Aunt Tian. You will be responsible for cooking for the big Kid, and we will bring our own food supplies."
"Really?" Widow Tian had said it casually, thinking that Liu Qingxi would likely assign her to help with building houses. She didn't expect to receive an even better opportunity.
"Can I really cook for the big Kid?"
"Of course you can, Aunt Tian. This is something I overlooked." Previously, with twenty or thirty people around, it was usually the family hosting the construction that managed the meals. If they were generous, there would be some meat; if they were stingy, it would just be plain cornbread and cold water.
Once or twice is fine, but everyone is doing physical labor. How can they work if they don't eat well?
Liu Qingxi reflected on herself: "I didn't consider this matter thoroughly." She deeply examined herself and gradually improved her abilities in both life and work.
It's like forming a Construction Team; at the beginning, how could she cover everything? Only through the continuous cycle of identifying problems and solving them can they overcome difficulties and gradually strengthen the team.
"Aunt Tian, how about this? You cook, and the uncles will give you eight wen. How does that sound?"
Tian's straight back suddenly began to tremble. Her calloused hands quickly covered her reddened eyes, and tears gradually slipped through her fingers.
A soft sobbing sound emerged, with drops of tears seemingly flowing out all the pain buried deep within her heart.
For several years, she had never dared to cry, never wanting others to see her weakness.
Today, in front of Liu Qingxi, she couldn't hold back her tears. At this moment, for some reason, her most vulnerable side was exposed.
Liu Qingxi knew nothing about Widow Tian's situation, but she had heard quite a bit over time. She genuinely admired this woman who raised her children through her own strength.
After a long while, she finally managed to stop crying, wiped her red eyes, and sniffed: " Miss Liu, thank you. I will definitely work hard."
Eight wen is absolutely a modern white-collar level income for a woman; how could she not be excited?
Liu Qingxi shook her head. With the same surname Tian, how could the difference be so vast?
Widow Tian was so strong and independent, while that other Tian only thought of underhanded schemes.
It was already clear during the recruitment process; only those willing to partner in rebuilding houses after the earthquake were considered. As for those who were unwilling to join and thought they could do it all alone without valuing cooperation, they were simply not taken into account.
While Zhang Erdan and a few other troublemakers took advantage of Zhang Wuliang's busy state, unable to distinguish one thing from another, they submitted their names.
However, when Zhang Wuliang began the selection process, he easily uncovered this loophole.
Those individuals were naturally excluded, but Tian was unhappy. Why should all the good opportunities go to others? Encountering someone with a fiery temper led to the events that followed.
"Aunt, how about this? Please help me find some cooks. Our village has nearly two hundred members in the construction team, and we definitely need enough food prepared. Can you find ten people for me first?"
Preparing meals for two hundred people is no small task. To ensure timely meal preparation, at least ten cooks are needed.
"Aunt, once you handle this well, you'll be the head of the kitchen, earning a bit more than the others."
"Isn't that a bit much?"
"What's wrong with that? This is what you should do. With Stone Child growing bigger every day, it's good for you to save a little."
"Thank you, thank you! You're such a good person, going out to work and even bringing cooks along."
"What’s there to worry about? We're all family. The issue is that our big kid is doing all the heavy lifting; he needs to eat well."
In Tian's mind, Liu Qingxi had become a god-like figure.
" Miss Liu, just wait! I'm going to find people right now; I will definitely find reliable and hardworking ones."
The woman seemed to have been entrusted with an important mission as she left Liu Qingxi's home with determination, as if heading into battle, ready to complete her task perfectly.
Having lived in the Village for so many years, she was well aware of everyone's temper and disposition. There was no need to make an announcement; she could simply ask each person individually, and she believed no one would refuse.
At the village chief's home, Liu dropped the cloth he was wiping the table with with a thud: "Tian, you can't lie. Qingxi isn't with us."
After all, when the Construction Team members were gathered yesterday, Liu Qingxi hadn't mentioned anything about recruiting a Cook. How could they suddenly change their minds?
Widow Tian anxiously started to stomp her feet: "You go ahead, I just came from Miss Liu's place, and it's true. She asked me to help find ten people."
"Our Construction Team can't always rely on the main household for food; the nutrition isn't enough, and we can't fill our stomachs. How can we have the strength to work otherwise?"
Widow Tian repeated Liu Qingxi's explanation. In short, it was all for the safety of the Construction Team members.
"Are you coming or not? Eight Copper Coins is not a small amount."
What was there to hesitate about? Countless people were eager to join.
Liu finally believed Widow Tian's words, clapped his hands decisively, and nodded: "Alright, count me in."
Thinking about it, once he became the Cook for the Construction Team, earning eight coins would be comparable to Zhang Wuliang's income, which would help support his family.
He opened his mouth as if to say something more, but Widow Tian hurriedly left: "I won't talk to you anymore; I'm off now. You get busy."
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