Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All Chapter 1790 - 1330: You All Have Been Adored by Them

While sweeping the kang, Cai Xiufen muttered under her breath.

Captain Kang heard this, and though he said nothing, he agreed in his heart with what his wife said.

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The night was silent, the moonlight like frost spreading across the ground, as if the whole earth had sunk into sleep. Kang Li lay sideways on her bed facing the window, not yet asleep.

Speaking frankly, tonight’s mention of starting a clothing factory wasn’t just a whim. Kang Li truly wanted to rely on her own strength to bring development to her hometown.

This was the place where she’d grown up; she had deep feelings for this land. She wanted the people here to live a good life, wanted the children to be full of hope for the future, especially the girls... She wanted them to have a chance to study, to live a different kind of life when they grew up.

Kang Li knew that the original owner of this body—herself—was lucky. She had been picked up by her current parents, cherished and doted on by the whole family, never suffered as a child, and when it came time for school, just like the boys in the village, carried her little satchel to class.

But she was lucky; there were many girls who weren’t.

From birth, most were seen by their families as "money losers," and even during their childhood, those three words followed them all the way until they married.

Compared to these girls, the ones who were strangled or drowned as infants were no doubt even more unfortunate.

To truly change the fate of the girls here, it wasn’t enough to open people’s eyes with education. The local economy had to improve. If a family lived comfortably and could look beyond the village to see a wider world, they’d understand the importance of schooling, recognize that girls and boys were the same, and their mindset would gradually shift. No longer would girls be seen as "money losers," as if raising them was just for another family.

So, establishing a clothing factory, recruiting more female workers, giving priority to those who could read and write—this would surely have a bigger impact than hiring at the canning plant.

As long as a woman in the household was literate, she had a chance to become a worker, to earn a monthly wage, with extra benefits during holidays. Who wouldn’t be interested?

Especially with the canning factory setting an example.

Any family in the village with a daughter or daughter-in-law working at the canning factory would be overjoyed when payday came—the happiness was obvious. The envy from neighbors made the family feel even more proud.

And that’s not all—especially when the factory handed out perks, like during the Mid-Autumn Festival, when Kang Li’s factory gave every employee a pound of fresh pork, five pounds of rice, five pounds of flour, plus two pounds of cooking oil. The staff were beside themselves with joy.

When they learned that outstanding employees, workshop leaders, and managers got an extra pound of pork compared to regular workers...

The ordinary staff acted as if they’d been injected with adrenaline, determined to work hard, aiming to become outstanding employees, eager to be promoted to team leader...

In short, the factory created an environment for healthy competition. If you were willing to work, worked steadily, and put in effort, promotion was absolutely possible.

The factory had a suggestion box, and all staff—including managers—supervised each other. Anyone caught violating factory regulations could be reported anonymously or with their real name. If confirmed by the office, no misconduct was ever tolerated.

With strict rules in place, Kang Li’s canning factory had a clean atmosphere.

These days, whenever it’s time for shift changes, the factory gates open and a crowd of workers in blue uniforms stream out, cycling or walking on the wide smooth road, making them a beautiful sight in town.

The surrounding villages, and even young people from other townships, all envied Kang Li’s canning factory workers, hoping someday to join them, believing that working at Kang Li’s factory was more prestigious than working at any factory in the county seat.

So, when news spread that Kang Li’s integrated livestock and crop Ecological Recycling Park needed workers—even for feeding animals, poultry, or cleaning pig pens—young men and women competed to sign up.

Everyone knew that both the Ecological Recycling Park and the canning factory belonged to Kang Li, so working at the park meant the pay and benefits wouldn’t be bad either.

Who wouldn’t want such a good job?

But with limited positions, those hired were overjoyed; those not selected were obviously disappointed, hoping they’d get a chance next time.

If Kang Li opened a clothing factory in her hometown, it’s easy to imagine just how lively the scene would be.