What we prefer, however, is that my mother is extremely responsible and meticulous in her work. She never does anything that harms the interests of the factory and the country, and she resolutely resists any behavior that harms public utilities.
I remember one afternoon last year, the bell rang in the factory, and my mother was packing up in the laboratory to go home. Suddenly, her good friend Aunt Chen Ling hurried in and said, "Sister Liao, please take care. The director asked you to accept a batch of ceramic raw materials bought by the supply and marketing department. " Without saying anything, my mother took Aunt Chen to the raw material inspection office.
Mother stood in front of a pile of ceramic raw materials, gently holding a khaki raw material and studying it carefully. She looked at it and frowned, thinking, is this the wrong color of raw materials? This must be an inferior raw material, which is unqualified. With the change of mother's expression, some people in the supply and marketing department are also nervous. They were laughing just now, but now they are smoking with sad faces. It turned out that they colluded with some foreign speculators to buy unqualified raw materials and wanted to get them delivered after work, but they didn't know that my mother was so serious and responsible for her work. My mother continued to think: although this is inferior raw material, it is all empty talk. "good!" The director agreed. My mother left the laboratory with the samples. The people in the supply and marketing department were even more panicked when they saw that the factory director approved my mother to go to the laboratory. You look at me, I look at you. I quickly followed her to my mother and said with a smile, "Alas, Comrade Liao, the factory is closed, and it's time for you to go home for dinner. The raw materials are guaranteed to be fine, so why bother? " Mother ignored this, stared at them with faint eyes and said seriously, "Eating is a trivial matter, business is business!" " "Hearing this, they had to walk away despondently.
Mother returned to the laboratory, first put the raw materials into the balance to weigh, then put them into the test tube with reagents, then poured them into the beaker and burned them in the furnace. After a long time, mother turned on the stove and took out the raw materials. Mother poured the raw materials in the beaker into her hand. At first glance, it was really inferior raw materials. Mother immediately reported to the factory director, who immediately refused to receive the goods, thus avoiding losses for the factory and the country.
Whenever I see the certificate of "excellent chemist" under the glass on my mother's workbench, I feel extremely proud and can't help but say, "Mom, you are really my good mother!"