Chapter 211 Getting on the Train

Apart from other things, Liu Qingqing had no worries about train tickets.

It was because soft sleeper cars were not allowed to be purchased these days, otherwise she would have been able to buy soft sleeper tickets.

Just like when she came, she carried a large bag with her and got on the train with ease.

Liu Dongfang, who was ready to sprint, had no place to use his skills.

He had already made a plan in his mind, and he would open the window before rushing in, put the luggage in place, and then jump directly...

Liu Qingqing quickly stuffed the luggage under the bed, opened the window, and shouted, "You guys go back, I've settled everything here."

Mrs. Liu didn't cry like other people when she saw them off at the station, she had a good attitude.

Whenever she wanted to go, she could just pat her butt and leave.

Next time, I will do the same as the old lady and not take too many things.

This will save me from sleeping restlessly at night and always wanting to sit up to check my luggage.

Oh my, she even took the train by chance. She is really a knowledgeable old lady.

"Old lady, send me a telegram when you get there. Don't call me. I won't be able to reach you. I will come to see you after a while."

Liu Qingqing: (￣ェ￣｀lll)

Telegrams are also a show-off item.

Liu Dongfang...

The phone will fall into my hands.

The train stopped for two minutes, and before everyone could say a few words, the train started with the whistle.

Liu Qingqing waved her hand: "Go back, I'll come back when I'm free~!~!"

Liu Dongfang shook his head, this mother and daughter are really interesting, one said she was going, and the other said she was coming back.

If you don't know, you would think they don't like each other.

After the train accelerated, Liu Qingqing calmly turned back to her lower bunk. She really didn't like the farewell of the train. It was just that Mrs. Liu was open-minded.

Otherwise, she would get on the train by herself without being sent.

Wuning Station is not far from the starting station of this train.

There are not many people in the sleeper compartment. There is no one in the upper bunk where she is, only a lesbian in her twenties in the lower bunk opposite.

Seeing her sitting down with the child in her arms, the other party took the initiative to greet her and exchanged a few simple pleasantries: "Comrade, are you visiting relatives?"

"Yes, comrade, are you on a business trip?"

The woman smiled and said with some complacency: "I guess so. The factory sent me to college."

"Comrade, you are really amazing." Liu Qingqing praised her slightly.

Song Xiangyang was very curious when he got to the bed. He probably forgot that he had been on a train before.

Touching here and looking there, he had fun by himself.

Liu Qingqing talked to him while looking at the child.

The two chatted with each other.

Mainly, the other party wanted to show off.

The Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University was another blind spot in Liu Qingqing's knowledge.

She was also quite interested and happy to hear her show off.

In the past few years, the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University only recruited graduates who were "poor, hard-working, red and professional", and no older than 20 years old.

After a few years, it was no longer limited by age.

Each factory also had the quota to recommend its own employees to go to university.

In this era, it was not easy to become a worker, peasant and soldier university student. What mattered was a clean family background. If you were born in a poor middle peasant family, the details of the family background were no different from the political review of the military.

But the academic foundation of today's college students is uneven, most of them are at the junior high school level, and not all of them study professional knowledge in college.

It is basically based on course management education, while also learning some "business courses" combined with scientific research and production.

Chapter 212 It's not easy to be a supporting actor

In addition to the normal two-year and three-year college students.

There are also one-year intensive classes.

The woman's name is Ma Huixin. She is in this one-year intensive class. After graduation, the students have to return to the original factory to work.

She has eight years of working experience, so she goes to school with a salary of more than 30 yuan a month.

If the workers, peasants and soldiers students do not participate in the work, they will enjoy state subsidies, more than 16 yuan a month.

Tuition, accommodation, and book fees are all free.

16 yuan a month is enough as long as you don't eat a lot of fish and meat every day.

If you spend carefully, there will be some left.

Liu Qingqing was a little envious.

Who wouldn't be tempted by such good conditions? This is like going to work with salary!!!

But it is really hard to get in.

The identity check is secondary, and it is very difficult to get this recommendation.

Those who can get the qualification must have some strong connections.

Of course, not all of them are like this, but they are a few lucky ones.

Ma Huixin's inner world was greatly satisfied, and the mother and daughter opposite were both good listeners.

Whether it was the yearning in their eyes, the words of agreement, or the attitude of listening carefully, it made her heart hot, and she wished she could make friends with them.

Especially the chubby kid, who was ignorant, but also knew to clap his hands.

"You keep talking about me, sister, what are you doing?" Ma Huixin moved her position again and got closer.

"My husband is in the army. My mother and I just came back from visiting relatives in our hometown." Liu Qingqing responded with a smile.

"It's not easy for you, sister. You have to go back and forth with your child alone." As a military dependent, she was full of bitterness. It was all thanks to her that she refused to agree to her family's introduction. Otherwise, she couldn't bear the hardship of following the army and had no warm bed all year round.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt sorry for the mother and daughter opposite. ,

Liu Qingqing smiled shyly. She didn't have a big mouth and told others everything.

It wasn't someone who needed to be intimate with, so she just chatted for a few words.

The topic then turned to Ma Huixin...

From work to classmates.

From school to family.

The whole day, both of them felt that time was passing quickly.

Ma Huixin held the big teapot and drank a cup of water in one gulp: "Sister, would you like to pour some water? I'll help you."

"No need, Sister Huixin, I still have water in this cup."

"What's the point of being polite? When you go out, it's only right to lend a hand to each other." Ma Huixin waved her hand and took the teapot on her table.

Liu Qingqing didn't drink the water directly from the other party just because she acted like a silly girl.

Besides, it was just boiled.

She put the big teapot to the window and took out the thermos cup in her small bag.

She could keep refilling the water in this small cup. Anyway, she would never put anything that had passed through the hands of a stranger into her mouth.

They chatted for a while.

Ma Huixin was going to the dining car to eat, and wanted to invite Liu Qingqing, but Liu Qingqing took out a lunch box.

She took a look and silently swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

Well, take back the idea just now.

Being a military dependent is not that pitiful, and the conditions are also good.

Ma Huixin arrived at the station early the next morning, and they exchanged addresses before getting off the car. Liu Qingqing was not afraid of this, because the security of the military family compound was good.

After getting off the car, Ma Huixin turned around and waved, and even felt a little reluctant in her heart.

I really like talking to Liu Qingqing.

Chapter 213 A detour

After getting off the bus, Liu Qingqing was not in a hurry to go back to her family compound.

She found a place with few people, unpacked her luggage, and pulled out a folded empty bag from it.

After shaking it open, she carried it and moved directly to the ticket window.

"Hello, comrade, may I ask if Wang Baiying is at work today?"

The man at the ticket window raised his eyes and looked at her: "Yes, do you have anything to do with her?"

"Nothing, I just brought something for my cousin." Liu Qingqing smiled honestly.

The other party nodded, it turned out to be a relative.

When Wang Baiying was called out, she was still a little dazed.

Who is it? He called her cousin, and I don't even remember that there is such a relative!

Liu Qingqing reminded him cryptically: "Cousin, we separated at the supply and marketing cooperative guesthouse last time, and we haven't seen each other for a while."

Wang Baiying was the railway station relationship she was going to maintain.

The sleeper ticket from Xining to Wuning depended on her.

When she lived in the Xiping Supply and Marketing Cooperative Guesthouse before, the cousin's wife who was the waiter in the guesthouse was even more remote from her, but in her mouth, she was her own cousin's wife.

After all, she had only met Liu Qingqing twice, and more than half a year had passed, so Wang Baiying had forgotten about her. Now that she mentioned her, she had a vague impression of her.

"Cousin, look at me, I didn't expect it would take so long to return the woolen material you asked me to bring back..."

Wang Baiying was speechless. What kind of weather is this? It's almost spring, and you're still returning the woolen material.

She complained, "Sister, you took too long to deliver the goods. It's been half a year. How can you still use the woolen material?"

Wait until next year? What's the point.

Speaking of woolen material, she remembered everything.

In the early autumn of last year, she was looking forward to it, but she didn't see anyone. When she asked the man's cousin, she also said that she didn't see anyone.

After a long time, she forgot about it.

Liu Qingqing grinned: "I didn't expect it, but I thought, if I can't use it, I have to give you an explanation, right? It's also a good opportunity to ask you if you like this new fabric from Huating City." As she said that, she pulled a seam out of the bag, revealing a corner of the fabric inside.

"This material is just the right thickness, it can be worn in the spring, and even in the summer, it can be worn in the morning and evening."

Wang Baiying's eyes lit up, and she rubbed it with her hands. Oh, the fine hair felt: "Sister, is this from Huating City???"

"Not so good, it's a hot item in big cities, we can't even see it in Xining. Do you have other places here? It's not convenient for me to take it out here." It's hard for her to label the things she drew before, otherwise even if she has a photographic memory, she will be dizzy.

Wang Baiying happily let go of her hand and pulled Liu Qingqing and her mother to the back: "Yes, yes, come with me, your son has grown up so big? I didn't dare to recognize him just now. Look at how strong this boy is!"

Song Xiangyang is used to his mother taking him around. For him, meeting people he doesn't know at all is a piece of cake.

Although he couldn't understand the complicated conversation, he still understood the auntie praising him.

There was no way, this kind of praise was too common, he often heard it.

He happily gave the other party a cute smile.

Then he sat obediently in his mother's arms.

Wang Baiying blinked her eyes. Did this kid just flirt with her? ? ?

Entering the lounge at the back, Wang Baiying was dazzled by the selection of goods.

Liu Qingqing had just changed the things in her bag, and now she saw all the good things.

"Sister, you must have traveled all over the country! Can you run all these?" If she hadn't seen the work permit, she would have suspected that this person was engaged in speculation.

Liu Qingqing smiled and said, "It's not all me who takes care of them. I usually run around the market, and my eldest brother from my mother's family runs farther. After all, there are many male comrades in our purchasing department, and they all take turns to run the business."

Wang Baiying...

Is she a hereditary purchasing agent? The whole family is on the battlefield?

It's really amazing.

But if you think about it again, it's true. For example, her father worked at the station, so he tried his best to get everyone in the family in.

At that time, every family was like this, but in comparison, the identity of the other party's supply and marketing cooperative was more popular.

Chapter 214: The Journey of Selling

Liu Qingqing watched her rummaging around, and put the unwanted items into another empty bag.

The two of them avoided other people. Wang Baiying didn't want to attract attention. It was not worth it to be accused of something at this time, even if she could explain it clearly.

As for Liu Qingqing, bringing goods to "relatives" was different from selling them openly.

Wang Baiying was lucky that she had just received her salary and had money with her.

Although she wanted to see everything, the money in her pocket was limited after all. Besides, she couldn't have everything she wanted. If she spent it all, she wouldn't be able to live.

After she finished shopping, Liu Qingqing carried two loose luggage bags out of the ticket station.

Wang Baiying was still a little reluctant: "Sister, come again when you have time."

"Okay, cousin, don't see me off. I'll come back to ask for your help later."

The two waved goodbye warmly.

Others were not surprised. It was not uncommon for relatives and friends to ask them to help buy tickets at the station.

The next stop was the supply and marketing cooperative guesthouse.

Although they only looked for fixed people, these people all had certain purchasing power.

As for how to deal with so many purchases and who to sell them to?

That had nothing to do with her.

After passing through several deserted alleys, the bag in her hand slowly filled up.

After entering the door of the guesthouse, Liu Qingqing casually put the two bulging bags on the side of the counter.

Sun Nanqian greeted the visitor warmly: "Sister Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

She was about to book a room for Liu Qingqing, but Liu Qingqing quickly refused.

"Sister Sun, don't bother. I came here to see you. I will go back to the army later."

Sun Nanqian was a little surprised. When did the relationship between the two become so good?

Is it worth it for the other party to come to see her?

She seemed to have missed something.

"Sister Liu, please come in and sit down. Your son has grown up so much..." Oh my god, what is Sister Liu's child called? She couldn't remember it. Forget it. Just call her son.

Song Xiangyang: The same conversation, a bit boring.

Liu Qingqing smiled, all clichés. I understand. When she was not so eloquent, she would talk to people every day.

She was not polite at all and sat at the back with her child. It was more comfortable here than at the train station.

Little Xiangyang ran freely, but he would never run. It was better to sit than to stand, and it was better to lie down than to sit.

It had been a long time since he sat, so he stood up and straightened his back.

He would sit again in a while.

Liu Qingqing and the other party sat on the lounge chair hand in hand: "Sister Sun, you have been doing well these days, right? I see your face is much more beautiful."

"No, but Sister Liu, your previous vanishing cream is really useful. I'm almost finished with it." Sun Nanqian touched her face a little embarrassedly.

"It's a good deal. It's very popular in Jicheng. You may not be able to buy it even if you queue up."

Sun Nanqian nodded repeatedly.

This is true. In the supply and marketing cooperative here, even some rare and useful facial creams are also in great demand.

"But I brought back a few more this time..."

Liu Qingqing said a few words and turned the topic around to her two large luggage bags.

Sun Nanqian became more and more excited as she listened, but she had limited money in her pocket.

She had a little money in her pocket, but she didn't have the habit of carrying it with her.

Liu Qingqing saw her embarrassment: "Sister, you pick it first, and keep the ones you like. I'll come back to get the money in two days."

Sun Nanqian was a little moved. Sister Liu was really a good person. She actually trusted her so much.

"Don't worry, Sister Liu, I'll write you a note."

Liu Qingqing smiled and said, "There's no need to do this, but if you feel bad, I won't argue with you."

Meanwhile, Lu Juan and a few others heard the noise and came over.

Liu Qingqing looked embarrassed: "I'm bringing this for my sister. We are not related, so it's not easy to bring it to you."

Anyway, she didn't mention "selling" anything.

"What do you mean by not related? Xiao Liu, you are our relative."

"That's right, just like my own sister."

"..."

After Liu Qingqing nodded, a few people came to the side of the luggage bag, shouting "ah" and "ouch".

Chapter 215 A Small Fight

Liu Qingqing agreed to let them join in, firstly, they all belonged to the supply and marketing cooperative, although they were non-staff members of the supply and marketing cooperative.

But they all knew the rules of the supply and marketing cooperative, unlike the outsiders, who were surprised and felt that buying something from outside was a big deal.

In addition, they had dealt with each other last time, although they mainly sold some bills last time.

But they were all old acquaintances.

If these people owed money again, it would be impossible.

When there were many people, there would be many things to do.

Even if they all wrote IOUs, she didn't want to accept them.

Even if Sun Nanqian watched her take it, she only took a bottle of vanishing cream, and the money in her pocket was not enough. She cleaned her pocket and then secretly wrote an IOU and stuffed it into Liu Qingqing's pocket.

Even so, her face flushed. It was the first time in her life that she had bought things on credit. She couldn't let her mother know, or she would spank her.

This time, she had prepared a lot of things. She earned four or five hundred yuan and cleared out the inventory. These things were placed outside the storage room. They would be fine for a year or two. If they were kept for a longer time, they would fade and become old.

Of course, these things were just small things. Compared with her inventory, they were insignificant.

After leaving the guesthouse, she went into the supply and marketing cooperative.

She strolled around and went to the area where bicycles were sold.

This was the only means of transportation her family lacked. It was too strenuous to go out.

Although it was painful to spend money, she only had bicycle tickets in her hand, not bicycles.

Moreover, this thing needs to be registered and filed.

Even though it may be cheaper on the black market.

But it is very troublesome.

Let's go through the formal channels.

As usual, find the salesperson, yell at the sister, and then take out your work ID to make a relationship and show your identity.

If you don't use connections, even if there is a bicycle there, the salesperson can roll his eyes and say "no stock", which is the bad thing about the supply and marketing cooperative.

Successfully bought a bicycle, and it took a lot of time to file and license it.

Lunch and dinner are all solved in the state-owned hotel here.

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"Sister-in-law Guiying, long time no see." Liu Qingqing greeted acquaintances as she rode her bicycle.

"Hey, but, sister, did you just come back?"

"Yes, I just arrived today."

Before I reached the door, I met Guo Fengjuan again: "Sister Guo, are you off work?"

"Oh my God, sister is back, where did you get the bike?" Guo Fengjuan didn't know whether she was surprised that she came back suddenly, or surprised by the shiny bike under her buttocks.

"I just bought it. We are too far away here. It's hard to go out."

Guo Fengjuan felt a little distressed: "It's a waste of money. When I need it, I can just go to my sister-in-law's house and push it."

"Haha, that won't work. I'm wandering around all day. If your bicycle falls into my hands, you won't be able to touch it."

Guo Fengjuan said with a smile: "You are always talking nonsense. Have you two eaten dinner?"

"Yes, I ate in the market and came back."

Laughing all the way, when they arrived at the door, Guo Fengjuan hurried home to get her house key.

After entering the yard, Liu Qingqing parked the car by the side and threw the luggage bag outside the door.

Then she began to unload the children on her body, put Song Xiangyang on the ground, and did not rush into the house.

No one has been in this room for a while, and there are so many germs. "Sister-in-law, I will leave the child at your house for a while. I will clean up the house first and then pick him up." Guo Fengjuan rolled up her sleeves cheerfully: "Okay, let Xiaoxue play with him, and I'll help you clean up." "No, no, we've both finished eating now. We can clean it up before night. Sister-in-law, hurry up and do your work. You have to cook at this time. If the child is left at your house, it will save the boss a lot of trouble." Guo Fengjuan nodded: "Okay, if there's anything you can't do yourself, just call me. I'll come over and help you when I'm done." Song Xiangyang decided for himself after just a few words from these two people. He hadn't said yet whether he was going or not.

Her eyes rolled around, and she started to explore around her yard.

"Xue, Xiaoxue! Come out and play with your brother Xiangyang for a while."

Xiaoxue ran out in a flash. She still remembered that if she coaxed her brother Xiangyang well, she would get candy.

"Mom, where is she?"

Guo Fengjuan pointed at her with her eyes: "Cheer her up, don't be so angry, okay?"

"I know, I know."

"Sister Guo, you are wronging our Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue has such a good temper, isn't she."

Xiaoxue nodded with a slightly red face: "Hello, auntie."

She rushed to Song Xiangyang: "Brother, you will leave soon! Do you still remember me? I am your sister Xiaoxue."

Song Xiangyang blinked, not knowing whether he remembered or not, but he was happy to accept that a little kid wanted to play with him, and the two little guys soon played together.

The two little ones got familiar with each other, and Guo Fengjuan didn't stay for long, she really had to hurry up to cook.

"Xue, take your brother back to our place. Your aunt needs to clean up the house. Don't stay here. It will be dusty soon."

"Got it! Go to Xiaoyang, brother. Let's go to Sister Xiaoxue's house to play. I have toys there..."

Chapter 216: Strong on the outside, but not real

As soon as her troublesome son left, Liu Qingqing opened the door and threw the little white mouse in.

She decided to wait until the "cleaning expert" finished his work before going in.

She locked the door and went into the space.

She picked out the supplies for her own home from the piles of supplies in several rooms.

She quickly stuffed them into her luggage bag.

As for someone who heard the news and came to visit?

She didn't do anything out of the ordinary in this family compound.

But with the promotion of Lu Erjie and Bai Xiaodi, her popularity was pretty average.

She and Old Lady Liu were both "sexy" and would not only be merciless but also physically mean.

People who were unfamiliar with her gradually kept their distance.

To be honest, Liu Qingqing thought it was good like this. No one should mess with her, and she didn't want to be too friendly with everyone.

Why bother to maintain superficial friendship when there is nothing to do?

She really liked this kind of life.

She didn't even let Guo Fengjuan when she wanted to complain for her.

That would just cause trouble for herself.

Guo Fengjuan was too easy to talk to. She could find her for any trivial matters in the family compound.

But fortunately, she enjoyed it. Both husband and wife were rare service talents with a spirit of dedication.

Liu Qingqing admired them, but she didn't yearn for them.

She flashed out of the space when she thought it was about time.

The little white mouse was already pacing in place with its tail drooping.

He looked around the house. Hmm, the cleanliness and the filter made it sparkle.

After taking the little white mouse back, he opened all the windows for ventilation.

After the house was flooded, most of the things in the house were gone.

I guess they were all washed away.

The furniture and other things were still fine.

Perhaps because they had experience in dealing with furniture after flooding, they did not pull these things out to expose them to the sun, and they were dried by natural wind, so there were no cracks or deformations. The maintenance team even repainted it.

While filling the cabinet, Liu Qingqing took a wet towel to wipe it.

When Guo Fengjuan came over hurriedly and knocked on the door, she had almost finished cleaning.

"Sister, you are so lazy at work. I've been cooking and eating for so long, and you've almost finished cleaning?"

"I didn't clean anything." She looked at the cabinets that were not as clean as before after she wiped them. Alas, she is not a hard worker.

Guo Fengjuan looked around and found that there was really nothing she could do, except for these cabinets. The watermarks on the windows were quite obvious.

She was about to take the rag to help.

"Sister-in-law, let's do this first. Let the air out so that the children can sleep well later." Liu Qingqing took out the trough cake wrapped in brown paper from the luggage bag.

Pulled Guo Fengjuan to her home.

"Hey, what are you doing with this? Go away and save it for the child."

Liu Qingqing locked the door and said with a smile: "It's not for you, it's for the child."

"Look at you, you have a lot of things to spend money on this time, you have to be careful, don't take anything from my house."

Guo Fengjuan found that Xiao Liu was just a loose person. She just helped a little during the renovation, but she gave her such a big bag of snacks. She complained on the surface, but she was happy in her heart.

At least she was grateful for her worries.

Liu Qingqing handed the oil paper package to Xiaoxue, which made the child very happy.

Taking good care of her brother really got delicious food.

She had already declined several times, and the fixed program was over.

Guo Fengjuan sighed, "It's not convenient for me to say more when writing. You don't know that many people had gastrointestinal diseases at the end of last year, and some of them were seriously ill and almost died."

"Really? Nothing happened, right?"

"That's not the case. The army hospital made a lot of soup for us, and those who were not sick took precautions. We felt much better after the New Year."

Guo Fengjuan seemed careless, but she paid attention to details.

Since Liu Qingqing came back, she has never mentioned Song Jinglin, and even took the initiative to avoid the topic.

She even sent her husband away.

She was afraid that Liu Qingqing would be upset. Her husband had been away on a mission for such a long time without any news.

How could she not care about him?

It's just that she was strong on the surface.

Liu Xindaqing happily chatted at Guo Fengjuan's house for a while, and heard a lot of trivial things in the compound.

Then she went home happily with her child in her arms.

After putting Song Xiangyang to sleep at night, Liu Qingqing looked at the places she had cleaned up and felt more and more dissatisfied.

She pulled out the little white mouse again.

Professional work needs professional mice to do it.

The little white mouse fell to the ground and turned around.

After scanning, it turned around again.

These places seemed to have been cleaned up not long ago...

Looking at the little white mouse working "grunting", Liu Qingqing nodded.

No wonder bosses want employees who don't cost money and are capable.

She can now understand this mentality.

Chapter 217 Happy

Liu Qingqing was even happier after receiving Song Jinglin's salary for the past few months.

In addition to benefits and salary.

In fact, there is also a considerable mission subsidy.

But it is estimated that it will take time for people to return to receive it.

In addition, due to the disaster last year, the army also distributed food and vegetables to the families, as well as post-disaster subsidies.

At that time, it was about 100 kilograms of autumn vegetables such as cabbage and potatoes.

At this time, there is food, but there are definitely no vegetables.

Liu Qingqing did not force it, and took a few wilted cabbages and a bag of food.

She returned home with the remaining cash.

Her family had everything except money.

After a while, I received the parcels I sent back one after another.

I was finally able to arrange everything at home.

It was May again. Guo Fengjuan was tidying up the yard while thinking about the vegetables she planted last year: "My corn, potatoes, and cabbage were wasted. I didn't even get to eat a few cucumbers and beans. I worked hard for several months, but they were all wasted."

Liu Qingqing pursed her lips. She had been saying this over and over again since Mrs. Guo started digging the ground.

She had agreed with him a few times before, but now she was tired of hearing him.

Song Xiangyang stepped deep and shallow in the trench of the field.

He dug holes and threw seeds like his mother.

Liu Qingqing planted vegetables casually, just putting a few shovels on them and planting.

Guo Fengjuan envied her. She saw her planting like this last year. At that time, she was not very familiar with it and did not dare to say it in detail. She always felt sorry for her family's land in private.

As a result, after two months, other people's land grew better than her own carefully tended land.

This year, she saw her planting method again and wanted to learn it. After trying it a few times, she still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. Oh, the land was too messy. What if it didn't grow well?

Through the transparent fence, she glanced at the situation on the other side while working. Not only were the adults taking care of it carelessly, but the children also ruined it.

"Sister, don't let the child play on the ground. Look at the clothes and shoes. I have to go back to take care of him later."

Liu Qingqing looked at her son who looked like a clay monkey she made: "It's okay, sister-in-law, let him play. Don't worry if it gets dirty. It's good for children to be in touch with nature."

Anyway, she doesn't have to clean it up.

Guo Fengjuan once again felt that her and Liu Qingqing's ideas of raising children were different. This one would rather let the child eat all over his body and face than feed him.

Tell me, how good it is to feed him, it's fast and clean, and it saves a lot of trouble.

Let him eat by himself, and the time to clean up the clothes, table, and ground is enough to feed him five or six times.

But sister Liu thinks that children can get exercise by eating by themselves.

Alas, eating is an instinct for children. They will learn it when they get older. Look at my own Xiaoxue. She has learned it slowly without anyone teaching her.

The little white mouse said: It is easy to eat without her doing anything...

This is the fundamental reason why Liu Qingqing does not want to maintain a good image. Mrs. Guo is not a talkative person. She will also give some parenting suggestions from time to time.

If she is too popular, she will be criticized every day. She can't be idle and play with people every day.

Xiao Xiangyang's ability to express himself has gradually improved in the past few months, and his walking has become more stable. Liu Qingqing began to think about sending the child to a nursery.

There is no child of the same age who is idle at home in the whole family compound. Her son is now at a stage where he has no friends to play with.

It's not good to always be with her, it's better to send her to play with other children.

When Mrs. Guo heard her asking about the nursery, she immediately became excited: "Sister, I thought you were reluctant to send her to suffer. I tell you that the nursery is good, the food and drink are good, often better than our own food, and you know Zhang Tongfang, she is very patient in taking care of children..." She mentioned it once last year, but Sister Liu said she was worried, and she never dared to mention it again.

Liu Qingqing listened to her and then said, "Xiangyang can walk and talk now, and he knows to call for help when he goes to the toilet. It won't cause trouble for others if he goes now. Besides, I am also thinking about finding a job. It's not good to stay like this all the time."

She chose the service agency in the army. Through her good friend Lu Guiying, she has already made most of the service agency employees familiar with their faces, and she often uses her work ID to get closer to them.

She plans to find out if there is anyone who needs to take over.

This adds another highlight to her temporary job career.

Guo Fengjuan slapped her thigh and said, "You should have said this earlier, sister. It's not easy for you to find a job with only a high school diploma. I'll ask the textile factory for you tomorrow."

Without waiting for Liu Qingqing to say anything, she added, "Of course, you can't be an ordinary employee with your diploma."

Liu Qingqing swallowed back the words she was about to say and laughed, "Look at what you said, sister-in-law. I don't care about any job. I am just a brick of the revolution. I will move wherever I am needed."

Guo Fengjuan praised her for her insight.

Chapter 218 An Unintentional Result

Liu Qingqing originally had her eyes on the service agency.

And she secretly infiltrated the inner circle.

As a result, the intentional planting did not blossom, but the unintentional planting did grow into a shade.

The next day, she got a formal job as a transporter in a textile factory. PS: The key point is formal.

She completely ignored that the military family status has certain conveniences in the army. If you want to find a job, the army will try to arrange it according to your own conditions.

The textile factory was established by the army in order to solve the employment problem of family members.

So most of the employees here are female comrades, including the transporters who drive trucks.

But after all, only a few can drive cars.

The first requirement is to be strong. Even if you are not fat, your bones are taller than those of ordinary employees. Liu Qingqing looks thin and small when she stands in the room.

Well, mainly because she is short...

The reason why she got this job is because during the flood, Liu Qingqing drove fellow villagers for a whole day, and even had the ability to repair cars, which left an impression on the leader.

The transporters here all learned to drive from the soldiers in the army. To be honest, the soldiers know almost the same skills in driving, and they are not as experienced as those in the regular transport companies in repairing cars.

The female employees of the textile factory transport team had no way to learn, and it was troublesome to report to the army every time.

Therefore, Liu Qingqing, who was able to drive and repair cars on her own, received a certain amount of attention.

As soon as she heard that she was looking for a job, she was immediately assigned to the transport team.

When Liu Qingqing faced the leader, she spoke a lot of words about her love for her job.

The leader thought that this delicate and weak female comrade might refuse this hard work.

Unexpectedly, the little comrade looked frail, but had a high level of awareness.

Since he was going to work, Song Xiangyang had to start school.

The little comrade was a little confused about the school his mother mentioned.

But when he heard that Sister Xiaoxue was also there, he nodded happily.

The nursery was in the military compound.

It was only two hundred meters away from the military service center.

Except for some very young children, those around two years old could go to and from school by themselves.

When Guo Fengjuan brought her daughter to visit, she saw Liu Qingqing busy preparing this and that for the child. He smiled and said, "Sister, you don't have to worry about it. Just let Xiaoxue take him to and from school."

Liu Qingqing looked at her kid who was less than one meter tall, even though they were in the military compound.

There were soldiers standing guard at each gate, and the public security was first-class.

But she was still worried.

Not to mention her era, when children went to high school, their parents would pick them up.

Even she herself was sent to school by her mother when she was in the first and second grades of elementary school.

That was six or seven years old.

Would it be too early to let go now?

Seeing that Liu Qingqing was worried, Guo Fengjuan could understand, after all, Liu was such a child-friendly person.

"Why don't you follow her from a distance tomorrow? My Xiaoxue is already a six-year-old girl. She can take good care of her younger brother, right?"

Xiaoxue nodded vigorously: "Auntie, I can take good care of my younger brother Xiangyang."

Liu Qingqing praised her immediately: "Oh, our Xiaoxue is so amazing. She is a little warrior."

Xiaoxue raised her head proudly. Little Xiangyang was obedient and honest. He was never dirty and running around like other little boys.

The most important thing is that if you take good care of your younger brother, your auntie will give you delicious food.

The next morning, Song Xiangyang put on his messenger bag and followed Xiaoxue to the nursery.

Liu Qingqing followed behind with a cloth bag, which contained his spare clothes, water bottle, lunch box and food.

After the child entered the nursery without looking back, Liu Qingqing handed the things to Zhang Tongfang: "Sister-in-law, please take care of him."

Zhang Tongfang took it with a smile: "Well, sister, you are welcome, you can rest assured that the child is with me."

"I am afraid that he will not be able to adapt on the first day, I will come to pick him up at noon."

"Okay, there are also many children who go home for lunch." Eating in the nursery requires handing in food, and some families think that their children eat less, so they don't want to hand over the food.

Chapter 219 Officially on the job

On the first day of her job as a transporter at a textile factory, Liu Qingqing discovered that her salary was much higher than that of other transporters.

Her job started with the attention of six tall military wives and ended with a sense of unfinished business.

"Master Liu, can you tell me again? What other parts do you need?"

"Master Liu, I didn't expect you to be so strong with your thin arms and legs."

"Master Liu, I have replaced the cylinder gasket on this machine."

"Master Liu, I have tightened the screws."

"Master Liu..."

Liu Qingqing talked with these transporters for a while and found that they were all down-to-earth and hardworking, and they didn't have any twists and turns in their minds.

It was quite pleasant to get along with them.

Liu Qingqing felt that she was not here to do transportation, but to teach.

But she was not stingy with her knowledge of car repair.

She just kept talking and let the others take care of her, and occasionally she would lend a hand.

And after the first day of teaching, her status in the textile factory improved rapidly.

In this era, if you want to learn skills from the old master in the factory, you have to give gifts to become his apprentice.

But Liu Qingqing was a latecomer and was young.

It was really impossible to pay homage to the old master like she did to the old master, but the other party had the ability, so everyone gave gifts. In terms of address, the older ones called her Master Xiao Liu, and those who were not much older called her Master Liu directly.

The car repair class was only open for two days, and the enthusiasm of the transporters gradually faded.

The three cars have been fully maintained, with the screws installed and the parts replaced. There is no combination of theory and practice.

It is difficult for them to understand just by describing the car.

And there is work to do, and a bunch of people can't be here endlessly.

The transport team is a team of two to carry out transportation work.

In the next few days, Liu Qingqing started the transportation work.

Her partner changed frequently, one is to help her get familiar with the transportation route and the handover factory.

The second is to learn skills from her. What if the car breaks down on the way? That would be a ready-made learning opportunity!

Six people scrambled to be in the same group with Liu Qingqing every day.

They had never been so eager that the car would break down on the way.

Finally, they didn't have to bother the transportation department every time.

A week later.

Liu Qingqing understood their specific work content thoroughly, and she was like an eggplant hit by frost.

All of this was transported and delivered through approval documents.

The cloth transported each time was a fixed quota.

There was no room for maneuver!

The main thing was that she didn't handle the money, but things were in the hands of people, and she would get to the center of power sooner or later.

Now she was not short of money ((￣.￣)).

After comforting herself for a while, Liu Qingqing started to think about other things.

I have a big car and a work permit.

There are also many conveniences that can be created.

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Song Xiangyang's nursery life was somewhat pleasant.

Except for the first two or three days, Liu Qingqing took him home for lunch at noon.

After that, he lived a life of eating a big pot with other children.

The meals in the nursery were not bad at all, and were even more exquisite than those in the army canteen.

Only after tasting it did Song Xiangyang realize that life was so wonderful after saying goodbye to the complementary food made by his mother.

He always thought that sticky corn crumbs and apple puree were delicacies in the world.

Now he knows that there are so many more delicious things with a delicious taste.

After a few days of nursery life, Song Xiangyang grew up quickly.

He no longer accepts complementary food dinner.

Being stared at by her son with a reproachful look.

Liu Qingqing touched her nose, and from then on, the mother and son ate the same meals at the table.

She only remembered that the child had to eat complementary food, and the food had less salt and no ingredients.

As for how old he could eat with adults, she didn't know!

She did watch it at first, but it was just for fun.

On the one hand, he wanted to raise children scientifically, and on the other hand, he didn't know anything.

In this case, let's just go with the flow!

He would do what the children in the family courtyard did.

Liu Qingqing thought that if he couldn't raise the child according to the book, he would raise the child like a pig.

Immediately let it go and let the child do what he wanted.

By the way, the basins of various vegetable purees and mushy noodles in the space, which were filled with a bowl every day, were thrown to the livestock assistant.

Feed them all to the pigs!

Song Xiangyang was in a state of bliss without knowing the inside story.

He enjoyed eating delicious meals and playing fun games. This is what a good life should be like.

Chapter 220 Just Live

The Song Family in Taoshan Village.

Even though Old Song was suppressing the eldest and his wife, Old Song's wife suffered a lot.

It was not an easy job to take care of a paralyzed old man. After Old Song's speech function recovered, her temper became worse.

Every now and then, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would quarrel.

Old Song felt annoyed, and scolded and persuaded them to quarrel.

"Eldest wife, just pretend you didn't hear what she said."

His own old wife always cursed when she got angry, and he couldn't say anything.

Tian Cuixiang curled her lips. For such a small amount of money, she had to take care of everything.

She had already served enough.

"Dad, I'm deaf, how can I not hear?" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his butt and left.

Old Song was really troubled. This old woman was already old, but she still didn't understand things: "You used to be the best with this daughter-in-law, why are you not so good now? This made you angry and left, who can serve you?"

Mrs. Song knew this in her heart, but this person couldn't move, and she couldn't control her temper.

"You, you change my pants for me."

Old Song...

He came closer and pulled down the pants of the eldest daughter-in-law, and his face changed immediately.

The evil spirit surged up his throat and he vomited the meal he had just eaten in the evening on the old woman's pants and legs.

Before she could recover from the shock, she saw something even more disgusting than before...

A vicious cycle.

The scolding of Mrs. Song and the hiccups of Old Song intertwined.

Tian Cuixiang next door grinned. Whoever did this job would feel uncomfortable.

She didn't know what was going on day after day. She could use her as a slave just by paying her some money?

She could just dream about it.

Old Song's face was pale as he rolled up the pile of pants that he couldn't count, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed them into the stove.

Fortunately, the old woman didn't wear any good clothes after she lay down, otherwise it would be a big deal to throw them away.

But it won't work. If he looks at me again, he'll die.

This is still warm weather. It's even worse in winter.

He hesitated for a while, but still walked to the old house with his hands behind his back.

"Old house, are you home?"

Tian Cuixiang smiled: "Yes, Dad, it's not that I'm unfilial, you see my mother, she doesn't like the work I do..."

Old Song interrupted her: "Five yuan a month, no more."

Tian Cuixiang raised her eyebrows, five yuan?

The second son and his wife sent them one hundred yuan a year.

If I go there, I will take care of the paralytic, cook for the old man, and clean the house.

Where else can he spend money?

Besides, they must have had some backup before!

"Dad, it's not about money. I can't handle it. I have to do some work after I come back from the fields."

Old Song raised his eyelids and took a deep look at his eldest daughter-in-law.

The eldest son was even less reliable. The whole family still ate in his room.

After eating, he patted his butt and disappeared.

"Okay, we don't need you to come over there anymore. And let the eldest son send last year's food to us. It's all written in the old-age care agreement. If you don't give it to me, I'll ask the village chief to deduct it from my work points." After saying that, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Tian Cuixiang's face changed several times.

Since serving the old lady before the New Year, their family has been eating there.

Otherwise, I can't run back and forth to cook.

Are you trying to control yourself with food?

She was just waiting for the day when the old couple couldn't stand it anymore.

"Bah!"

Old Song paused when he heard the noise behind him.

It seems that the eldest couple can't be relied on. Even if they are dangled with money, it's useless. Their appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

Old Song went straight to the home of his eldest brother's eldest son. His eldest brother and second brother and their spouses are much older than him. It's too late, and now there are only a few young people left: "Xiao Wu, are you home?"

Xiao Wu looked at the door and quickly stood up and greeted: "Uncle San, come in quickly, what's the matter?"

Old Song sat in the house, pondered for a moment and looked at Xiao Wu's wife: "This is what happened, you know your aunt is paralyzed, and the eldest daughter-in-law said she is not feeling well and can't take care of her. Xiao Wu, you two can ask who in the village can help, and it won't be in vain, just like when the eldest daughter-in-law took care of her before, 30 kilograms of rice a month."

It means four yuan a month, but in order to avoid trouble and being accused of hiring long-term workers, if they buy anything privately, they use grain as the unit.

Xiao Wu's wife smiled and agreed: "Okay, Uncle San, I'll go ask for you now."

Old man Song left his nephew's house, worrying about himself as he walked.

Now that the old woman has passed away, at least he can keep an eye on her and take the trouble to find someone to take care of her.

Who knows what will happen to him when that happens.

He wanted to think about his second son, but sighed again.

This month's greeting letter was still written by his second son's wife, and he pinched it and didn't want to read it.

Now he doesn't even think about relying on his second son.

He just hopes that he is still alive.