The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

"People working in the shoe factory can earn forty to fifty yuan a month."

"That’s not all, Ma Laoliu from the next village made seven to eight hundred last year! He brought back a thick stack of bills, which made his wife so happy that her smile was crooked."

Listening to two female workers discuss this with envy, Shen Mingzhu asked indifferently, "If the shoe factory makes so much money, why didn’t you both try to go there?"

The two female workers hesitated, "We wanted to go, but they only hire male workers, not female workers, so we had to come back here."

So her food factory was just their second choice.

Without further ado, Shen Mingzhu announced the good news that the production license had been obtained, sticking to the original plan.

Shen Chaobei and Du Juan were especially excited, and even Daya, who was playing with a toy horse cart on the side, clapped her little hands knowingly.

However, the two workers didn’t react much; either they had become listless from a month of idling at the factory or they were depressed for not having gotten into the shoe factory.

With such attitudes and states of mind, it would be impossible to do the work well.

"Once the food factory officially starts operation, as long as you work diligently and obediently, I can guarantee that your monthly income will not be less than forty, even more," she said.