Chapter 67 Eighth Grade Worker System

It’s early August, a hot summer day.

evening.

In the past few days, it has rained several times in a row, and the air is full of heat and humidity, and a hot and humid gas permeates around the human body.

Wang Mengde pedaled his bicycle carefully, avoiding the small puddles on the road, and rode from Deshengmen towards Nanluoguxiang. Behind him, He Shengnan, with her big belly, hugged his waist tightly.

Ever since his wife became pregnant in January, he basically goes to Deshengmen every day to pick up He Shengnan and take them home together.

It took the two of them twice as long as usual to reach Yuer Hutong. Except for the weekends off, they usually had dinner with their parents in the evenings.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, pushed his bicycle and entered the yard. Ran Xiaomei and her two younger brothers were already waiting for them at the door.

Seeing her daughter-in-law coming back, she asked with concern: "Shengnan, how do you feel today?"

"Mom, I don't feel nauseous or want to vomit today." He Shengnan said with a smile.

She had severe pregnancy reactions since a month ago and vomited several times a day.

"That's good, that's good. Let's eat something light tonight. Tomorrow morning, I'll ask Meng De to go to the market and buy an old hen to stew for you to supplement your nutrition."

Ran Xiaomei felt relieved when she heard that her daughter-in-law's morning sickness had finally passed, and then she started to arrange for nutritional supplements for her.

"Yeah." He Shengnan agreed happily.

She touched her belly, which was bigger than most people's. When she thought that there were two children inside, a maternal glow appeared on her face. As for the fear brought by the twins, it had long been forgotten.

Looking at his wife's happy appearance, Wang Mengde had already accepted this reality.

When they entered the living room, the food had already been placed on the table. Wang Hao was sitting there reading a newspaper. When he saw them come back, he quickly put the newspaper on the long table and prepared to eat.

At the dinner table, Ran Xiaomei served He Shengnan several dishes, then glanced at Wang Mengde and asked, "Mengde, Shengnan, the results of your unit's grading are out, right? What grade are you at?"

In July 1956, the state formally established and implemented an eight-level wage system across the country. At the same time, it carried out wage reform, dividing the country into eleven wage zones, with Beijing belonging to the sixth zone.

In fact, the capital city has been implementing the eight-grade worker system for several years. It has just been unified across the country now, and the grades and salaries have not changed much from before.

"Mom, I usually perform well. This time, the new salary system was implemented and I was converted to a first-level worker one year ahead of schedule. My monthly salary will be 29 yuan from now on." He Shengnan said proudly.

Normally, she needed to complete three years of apprenticeship and pass the assessment before she could become a first-class worker, but she was smart and studious. After less than two years at the woolen factory, she became the backbone of the team.

"Yes, Shengnan is very good." Ran Xiaomei praised her daughter-in-law, then turned to look at her son and asked, "Mengde, what about you? Your father is a third-class 10th-level officer, and his monthly salary is 104 yuan."

Wang Hao and Wang Mengde are both doctors. Their salaries are not based on the standards for ordinary eighth-grade workers, but on the standards for national health technicians.

National health technicians are divided into seven grades and 21 levels. The ranking is different from the standards of the ordinary eight-grade worker system, with the first and second grades being the highest.

"Mom, I became a regular employee at the beginning of this year. I had my own clinic in the past two months. In view of your son's excellent performance, the hospital specially skipped the 21st and 20th levels and rated me as the seventh grade 19th level. My monthly salary is 37 yuan."

Wang Mengde picked up a piece of food and put it in his mouth. After chewing it for a few times, he spoke slowly.

"In two years, I will strive to be promoted to the sixth grade."

The internship period for doctors is different from that for ordinary workers. Nowadays, in most hospitals, the internship period is one year.

"Good, not bad." Ran Xiaomei smiled from ear to ear when she heard that her son had skipped two grades. The Wang family is now living a better and better life. It will be even better if the daughter-in-law gives birth to two grandchildren.

"Hehe, Meng De, you can't be complacent even if you jump two levels. You need to work harder in the future." Wang Hao on the side couldn't help but say something.

"Dad, don't worry, Meng De goes home to study every day."

Before Wang Mengde could speak, He Shengnan spoke first.

“Well, Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and there is no end to learning. In addition to studying hard on your own, you also need the guidance of a famous teacher.

It's a pity that Mr. Cheng has gotten older recently, and his health and energy are not as good as they were a few years ago. Otherwise, I would like you to study with him for a while on weekends. With his guidance, you will definitely benefit from it for the rest of your life."

Wang Hao said with a look of regret.

His son's talent is even better than his. If he has a famous teacher to guide him, he will definitely surpass himself in the future and even become a master-level Chinese medicine doctor.

"Dad, I'm still young and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future," Wang Mengde comforted.

Now that he has a system, he can learn a lot of medical knowledge from it, and he is making rapid progress.

After dinner, Wang Mengde pushed his bicycle, holding a flashlight, and walked slowly towards Yard 95 with his wife.

After entering the courtyard and reaching the hanging flower gate, I heard many people chatting in the middle courtyard. Among them, Jia Dongxu's voice was the loudest:
"My master was rated as an eighth-level fitter in the factory this time. This is an eighth-level worker. There are only a few people in the entire steel rolling mill who can be rated. Even the second uncle in our hospital is only a seventh-level worker.

Even though there is only a one-level difference between the two of us, there is a world of difference between us. From now on, even if the factory director meets my master, he has to be polite. "

"Oh, this old man is really amazing. He actually became an eighth-level worker."

"It's incredible. Our hospital has produced an eighth-level worker and a seventh-level worker. They are much better than those in other hospitals."

"Yes, some factories don't even have a single Grade 8 worker."

All the neighbors praised it.

"Haha, don't listen to Dongxu's nonsense. I am still a worker. By the way, Dongxu, you have to work harder and try to pass the third-level worker exam next year."

Yi Zhonghai said this with a cheerful and modest look on his face, and taught his apprentice something by the way.

"Yes, Master," Jia Dongxu said in a serious manner. Thinking of Yi Zhonghai's monthly salary of ninety-nine yuan, his heart was burning with joy.

Mine, all mine from now on.

Wang Mengde and He Shengnan entered the middle courtyard and nodded to the neighbors in the courtyard.

He discovered that Second Uncle Liu Haizhong was rarely seen in the crowd, and he vaguely heard the howling of Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu coming from the backyard, so he had a rough idea in his mind.

The second uncle probably felt humiliated because he was outshined by Yi Zhonghai in the rating issue, so he took it out on his two sons at home.

The next morning, Wang Mengde pushed his bicycle out. Today he was going to the vegetable market to buy an old hen.

When he went out, he happened to meet Qin Huairu by the pond in the middle courtyard. When he saw him, Qin Huairu opened her mouth to say something, but then she thought of Jia Dongxu's attitude at home, so she lowered her head with a sad face.

Seeing that she seemed to be hesitant to speak, Wang Mengde didn't care. He pushed his bicycle out of the yard without looking back.

(End of this chapter)