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    Chapter 148: Female Educated Youth 18

    Ren Xin had long ago prepared uniform clothing, protective hats, and self-made plastic masks to prevent the spread of droplets.

    She had Fan Zhili distribute them to everyone. “Aunties, when you go home today, make sure to take care of your personal hygiene. Trim your nails and tie your hair up. I’ll have Fan Zhili show you how it’s done right now.”

    Fan Zhili efficiently changed into the clothes, tied her hair back, and tucked it all into the hat so not a single strand was showing. Her hands were also scrubbed clean.

    The aunties looked at the tidy young girl and felt that they would look just as good in that outfit. They didn’t have a single complaint; this setup looked incredibly professional.

    After the aunties went home and finished dinner, they all began tending to their personal hygiene at the same time.

    Their family members muttered curiously, wondering what was going on. It was just making canned fruit—why was it being treated with such secrecy?

    Chen Aiguo also asked his mother in confusion, “Mom, why are you taking a bath so late at night? And you even want the nail clippers…”

    Auntie Chen rolled her eyes at him impatiently. “What do you know? Our little leader, Ren, told us to do this. She said that anything meant for consumption must be kept clean and hygienic. That’s why she issued us uniforms and masks and told us to thoroughly clean ourselves at home. Even if I explained it, you wouldn’t understand. This is our business, so don’t go poking your nose in.”

    Chen Aiguo was speechless. Wasn’t he the highest-ranking leader here? Did he not even have the right to ask?

    Chen Aiguo’s wife pulled at his sleeve and whispered, “This girl named Ren Xin is quite capable, isn’t she? She managed to convince Mom just like that?”

    Chen Aiguo felt the same way. This Ren Xin was a major talent!

    The other households were thinking the same thing. The next day, the men happened to gather and talk about the changes in their mothers, and they couldn’t help but feel a sense of solemn respect for Ren Xin.

    One of the leaders in charge of logistics patted his chest and guaranteed, “In the future, whenever Ren Xin needs supplies, it’ll be smooth sailing with me. Once the cannery is fully established, this talent should come work under me. I’ll mentor her; the kid is clearly a natural for logistics.”

    Everyone else just stared. The sound of his calculating abacus was practically deafening1!

    The first product to come off the line was their flagship item: canned lychees.

    When Ren Xin had made them herself before, her control over the heat hadn’t been quite right. After multiple attempts, she had finally determined the perfect sweetness level and steaming time.

    “Fan Zhili, make sure to record all of this. But we must keep it a secret; these are top-tier secrets that cannot be shared with anyone. Before you leave later, those of you who can write will sign your names, and those who can’t will leave a thumbprint. This is a non-disclosure agreement, a privilege only found in formal factories like ours.”

    The aunties felt as if they had entered a high-stakes munitions factory. The atmosphere was solemn and grave; the weight of responsibility was immense.

    Book Spirit Number One remarked, “Can you stop PUA-ing them? They’re already so pitiable.”

    Ren Xin disagreed. “You clearly haven’t seen the combat effectiveness of these aunties. If you had, you wouldn’t be using the word ‘pitiable’.”

    After signing the papers, the aunties went home and began to look down on their family members. They felt that their relatives weren’t even worthy of sharing a dining table with someone who had signed a non-disclosure agreement.

    Not understanding the change, Chen Aiguo asked, “Mom, why do you keep looking at me like I’m an idiot?”

    Auntie Chen gave a cold laugh and remained silent. She didn’t want to waste a single word on someone who didn’t understand political sensitivity2.

    Chen Aiguo was baffled. It seemed his mother disliked him even more now.


    Translator’s Notes


    1. The sound of his calculating abacus was practically deafening: A common Chinese idiom (打响了如意算盘) referring to someone making a self-serving or overly optimistic plan. The ‘sound’ of the abacus implies that their ulterior motives are obvious to everyone around them.
    2. political sensitivity: In the context of the 1960s-70s in China (the ‘Educated Youth’ era), ‘political sensitivity’ or ‘political consciousness’ was a serious matter of social standing and safety. Here, it is used humorously to show the auntie’s inflated sense of importance regarding her ‘secret’ canning work.

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