Today, Wang Meili had a hard time getting half a day off to accompany her daughter for the art troupe's selection.
Not long after Gu Juan came out, she hurried back to work.
As a temporary worker at the transformer factory, she wore the same clothes as the permanent workers. Every day when she returned to the village, she enjoyed the envy of the villagers with her head held high.
But privately, only those of them who were temporary workers knew the gap between temporary and permanent was more than just a little bit.
They did the dirtiest, most tiring, and arduous work but earned less than a third of what the others did. Even so, they had to endure the disdainful looks and sometimes even scolding.
Just like... a grandson.
It was not as relaxed as working on time in the village back then.
But this path was her choice, and she was determined to see it through even if it killed her.
She couldn't let Gu Chunhai look down on her.
