Chapter 221 Rumors

Liu Qingqing and Old Song, who were far away in Xiping, had the same idea.

No matter what they lacked, as long as they were alive, that was enough.

As for feelings, it was not without some.

But she was used to being cold-hearted and had a strong ability to accept things.

Of course, she still hoped that the other party would be well, but at this time, a lot of rumors had been spread in the military compound.

It was said that Song Jinglin and his group had sacrificed a lot.

Compared to death, she would rather the other party be missing arms and legs, at least the child still had a father.

If the children of this generation knew who was a single-parent family, they would gather in a circle and repeat this sentence every day.

Not only did they laugh at others for not having parents, but many families at this time did not pay attention to their children's illnesses.

Many people have had their heads burnt by fever, and some little brats are making fun of others.

It is not necessarily that the children are bad at heart, but they are ignorant, uneducated, and of low quality.

It is not that I cannot bring up and educate my children well.

But the effort must be doubled, and the children are also sensitive and introverted.

And as Mrs. Liu said, when you are young, you can't be without grandfathers in the family.

Even if one is gone, you can't have peace. Not only are there matchmakers coming to the house every other day, but there are also those shady people hanging around in front of and behind the house.

Even if you find another one to put at home as a mascot, life may not be comfortable.

Wu Sufen's lover in the transport team was also among them, and heard the gossip circulating in the family compound.

She had a sad look on her face for several days in a row. No matter how careless the others were, they couldn't just laugh and chat like nothing happened.

While comforting Wu Sufen, Liu Qingqing was not left behind.

This was a tangle. If you said "nothing, nothing", you would appear heartless.

If you learned to be sad, you would be really exhausted.

She simply took a day off and planned to go shopping in the city.

Everyone thought she was sad and wanted to talk to relatives and friends.

Those who understood her stopped comforting her. Maybe the young master (master) was not familiar with this group of people and wanted to find someone closer to release her introversion?

Then, Wu Sufen was the only one left to be comforted.

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Liu Qingqing originally wanted to take Song Xiangyang out to play.

But the child had no interest in going out and only liked the nursery life.

When Xiaoxue knocked on the door in the morning, Song Xiangyang slipped off the chair, picked up the kettle and messenger bag from the cabinet beside the door and ran out.

Liu Qingqing followed him to open the door: "You really don't want to go to the city with me, the nursery is so fun?"

Song Xiangyang nodded: "Fun."

It's so pitiful that mom can't go to the nursery.

He sympathized with his mother for a second, and then was attracted by Xiaoxue's voice, and ran over to hold her hand.

"Sister Xiaoxue, I'm here."

Xiaoxue smiled and said hello to Liu Qingqing: "Auntie, we're leaving."

The two little people walked away slowly, talking and laughing. Liu Qingqing blinked. How can I say this?

I suddenly felt like a left-behind elderly person.

After locking the door again, she focused on being casual and relaxing this day.

She would lie down for a while and go shopping after lying enough.

She would go to the state-owned hotel for lunch.

While thinking, she pushed the left-behind elderly out of her mind. Isn't this a good life? She doesn't have to worry about cooking for the children (she didn't cook every day before).

After entering the space, she wandered around and checked her current supplies.

"Wow, I'm really rich. Among all the rich women in the West, I'm one of the best."

Having a child is not a loss at all.

The money was spent, and the things were real.

I wanted to lie down, but when I saw these things, I couldn't help but want to classify them.

Just when I was consciously collecting the supplies and working hard, there was a knock at the door and it came into the space.

Liu Qingqing broke away from the joy of sorting. After leaving the space, she heard Song Jinglin's voice: "Qingqing, are you home?"

Liu Qingqing walked hurriedly, opened the door and looked out - there was no missing arm or leg.

I looked around from head to toe, it was quite complete.

Finally, my eyes stopped at the middle.

Song Jinglin felt his abdomen tighten, and hurriedly said: "Wife, you have worked hard!"

Chapter 222 I can't strangle you to death

Liu Qingqing smacked her eyes and came back to her senses.

She opened the door to let him in.

According to traditional couples, she would definitely say "It's not hard, you do it for everyone, I do it for our little family, etc."

But she couldn't let the other party feel at ease with just one sentence.

What? If I say it's not hard, then it's really not hard?

"You've been hard outside this year, too. I'm okay here. A lot of big and small things happened this year, but I finally made it through."

The words "made it through" expressed all the sadness. Song Jinglin's eyes were red, and he stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms: "Or, I'll transfer to civilian work."

I don't know how his wife made it through this year. She was alone in a military compound where she was unfamiliar with the place, and she had to raise a child who was less than one year old.

This is what my job is like. I have to go on a mission from time to time, and the duration varies. If I want to take good care of my family, I must change my job.

Liu Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. She didn't try very hard, so why did she want to change her career?

No, no, no, she doesn't need it.

Liu Qingqing said sullenly on his shoulder: "Don't talk nonsense. When the country needs you, you can't back down. You have to go on a mission. As long as you lend a hand more when you are at home, and cultivate your relationship with the children more."

Song Jinglin's heart softened. His wife has never been vague about anything, and her quality is first-class.

Liu Qingqing, who wanted to knock the other party again, gave up.

Let's take it slowly in the future. This person's brain is amazing.

What's in your head is always different from what you think.

Although the specific situation is unknown, you can tell from the haggard face that this trip is also very hard. The facial features that used to be tough and good-looking are now discounted, and it's the kind of supermarket promotion.

After thinking for a while, he said with concern: "Do you have anything else to do in the army today? If not, take a shower and rest for a while."

Song Jinglin paused and let go of the soft person in his arms.

He wanted to continue holding her, but the army really had something to do: "Well, there's something else there. I have to come back in the evening, so I have to go now."

Liu Qingqing imitated the eyes, watched the person go out the door, and then breathed a sigh of relief. This is the first time I've performed this, I don't know if I've learned it well, let's see how it goes. Anyway, judging from Song Jinglin's expression, he shouldn't have collapsed.

She chuckled as she remembered something.

Oh my, he's actually competing with her in strength, you little brat, I can't strangle him to death.

Song Jinglin looked back every three steps before leaving the door.

His wife's reluctant look really made him feel uncomfortable.

He was almost out of breath when she hugged him just now, it shows how much his wife has missed him in the past year!

A sour feeling kept coming out of her heart...

Liu Qingqing glanced at her watch, wow, it's already two o'clock.

No wonder she felt hungry.

I had already made a plan for the day, but now most of the day has passed and I haven't left the house yet.

I shook my head, procrastination makes me happy.

Even if I don't go anywhere, as long as I feel comfortable, it's fine.

She took out a cooked corn from the space and started to eat it.

Generally speaking, whether Song Jinglin comes back or not doesn't have much impact on her, because she cooks three meals a day.

It's just a little more.

In fact, she only cooks once when she has something she wants to eat.

On weekdays, when she cooks, the pot is full of water.

Every time she cooks, the amount is sufficient, and she divides out the amount for one meal and stores the rest in the space.

Now the food stored in her storage room can be used to arrange a few tables for the wedding banquet, all of which were saved before.

Although the space storage room can keep food fresh, it is not the way to store it.

She has been clearing the space for a while, but the amount of food that mother and mother eat is limited.

Song Jinglin came back this time, and the speed of cleaning was much faster.

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Song Xiangyang and his classmates were chasing each other on the way home from school, and they heard a few familiar ladies laughing and shouting: "Xiangyang, your father is back!"

Song Xiangyang was a little confused all the way home, he had forgotten such a person.

Now think about it, it seems that everyone should have a father, eh? Why didn't he think of this problem before.

He was too lazy to play with his friends anymore, so he hurried home with his short legs.

Xiaoxue followed closely behind him: "Brother Xiangyang, you miss your dad, don't worry, run slowly, you'll see him when you get home."

Her mother kept saying at home that Xiangyang's dad and his friends had been away on a mission for more than a year.

She secretly thought that if her dad had been gone for more than a year, she would be so sad.

Although she didn't have the concept of a year in her mind, she thought it should be quite a long time based on the time between the last New Year's Eve dinner and the next one.

Song Xiangyang shook his head: "No, let's see."

Whether she wanted to miss him or not, she had no impression of him after all.

But he had to go back quickly to see what his father looked like. It turned out that he still had a father!

Chapter 223 The Grandfathers Meet

Song Xiangyang rushed into the house like a cannonball, and asked Liu Qingqing who was putting dishes on the table: "Mom, I have a dad."

Liu Qingqing: ...

Who can not have a dad? This question is ridiculous.

It's not that she didn't tell the child.

When he was a few months old, he didn't understand when she told him.

Later, the child didn't ask, and she didn't mention it, mainly because she didn't think about it.

Here, here, here, she just told Song Jinglin how much the child missed him, and asked him to spend more time with the child and cultivate more feelings.

The character didn't even take root for a few hours, and it was about to collapse?

Is it too late to make up for it now?

Liu Qingqing put down the things in her hands and seized the time to transfer her memory: "Son, your father went on a mission before and just came back today. Do you still remember your father?"

Song Xiangyang shook his head. What impression did he have? He couldn't even remember his face.

Liu Qingqing quickly explained: "You know that in our military compound, the fathers of the children are all soldiers, right? What do soldiers do?"

"Protect the homeland." Song Xiangyang puffed out his chest.

"That's right~! Your father went to defend the country before, and now he has completed his mission and is back. Dad and other uncles are heroes who protect the homeland. Do you understand?" Liu Qingqing smiled and finished explaining.

Song Xiangyang pondered his mother's words and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong.

He went back to the door and put away his army green small bag and water cup. Then he remembered a question and ran to Liu Qingqing again: "Mom, you didn't say it."

Liu Qingqing understood what he meant: "I told you that when your father just left, you were eight or nine months old. At that time, you always asked me what I often told you. Maybe you forgot it. But it's okay. Children have bad memories. You asked mom this time. Didn't mom tell you again? Mom doesn't blame you. If you can't remember, just ask me!"

Song Xiangyang scratched his head. It was indeed not mom's fault. It was all his fault for his bad memory.

Liu Qingqing burned her son's CPU and turned around to leave. If she stayed for another second, she would easily laugh out loud.

She poured out six dishes of the dishes she didn't like to eat in the space. The portions were not too large. According to Song Jinglin's appetite, there should be no leftovers.

Song Jinglin walked in and saw his son who could walk and run, and he was a little dazed.

When he went on the mission, he was still so small. Now he is taller and his face has changed.

Song Xiangyang heard the noise and looked back.

The two looked at each other.

Liu Qingqing broke the strange atmosphere between the two when she served the dishes: "What are you two doing? Hurry up and wash your hands and eat."

Song Jinglin was the first to recover and quickly called his son: "Come on, wash your hands with Dad."

Song Xiangyang followed behind with his short legs, obedient like a little chick.

Song Jinglin's eyes were full of smiles. After washing his hands, he didn't just look at his son. His wife was still busy in the kitchen, so he hurried over to serve the plates and bowls.

Song Xiangyang nodded his head and expressed satisfaction with his father.

This father looks okay, much better than Xiaoxue's father.

"Wife, why did you cook so many delicious dishes? You must be exhausted!" It is estimated that the wife has not been idle since he left. His wife really misses him, and he is touched.

Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled: "You know I'm busy all afternoon, so you should eat more."

Song Xiangyang felt that the atmosphere between his parents was a bit entangled, and he couldn't get in.

He immediately spoke to attract their attention: "Mom, I eat too."

"Yes, yes, you eat more too." Liu Qingqing quickly picked up a chopstick of eggplant for him.

Song Xiangyang frowned, why didn't he pick up meat for him?

He looked at his father again. There was nothing in his bowl. Well, there is a comparison, so eat it.

The warm family of three eating time made Song Xiangyang's eyes sparkle.

Although there was only one more person than usual, why did it feel different from before?

Noticing his son drifting over from time to time and meeting his dodging gaze, Song Jinglin raised the corners of his lips and followed Liu Qingqing's example to pick up a piece of food for him.

Song Xiangyang looked at the vegetables in the bowl and then looked at his father.

Okay, pick them all for him, he has a special status.

Song Jinglin glanced at his wife and son from time to time. This was the feeling of home, and his heart was filled with the two of them.

Chapter 224 Right Track

After Song Xiangyang fell asleep, Song Jinglin immediately replaced his son's position with his own.

The couple got into the same bed, but did nothing.

Liu Qingqing didn't fall asleep this time. She started talking about the flood, transporting fellow villagers, returning to Wuning, visiting Song's father and mother, going to work, and so on.

She talked about the situation at the Song family in detail.

Of course, she kept beautifying her image during the period. People need to beautify even when taking photos.

For example, what she carried, what she brought, and what she said every time she went back.

The greeting letters before going back were always sufficient and heavy.

For example, she never delayed the pension for the New Year, and gave it on time.

Anyway, don't worry about how other fathers and sons, mothers and sons get along. There's nothing wrong with her.

This is her way of life. To be honest, she doesn't think there's much to be angry about in her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problem.

If you can't get along, just maintain a superficial relationship. In the 1970s, whether it was going to school or working, you had to have a good reputation. It was the time to pay attention to a positive image.

She didn't spend much effort to maintain her image.

Hearing that Song's mother was paralyzed, Song Jinglin had a lot of thoughts for a while...

Liu Qingqing didn't disturb him. After talking, she was sleepy. She found a comfortable posture and performed a trick of falling asleep in seconds.

Song Jinglin didn't have any other ideas. He just had a lot to say to his wife, but he didn't know where to start.

Listening to his wife recounting the big and small things that happened in the past year one by one, he seemed to have a sense of participation. With a calm and peaceful heart, he quietly hugged Liu Qingqing's waist and closed his eyes. He just hugged her and didn't dare to move. Song Xiangyang woke up in the middle of the night and found that he had run to one side when he was sleeping in the middle. After groaning, he quickly climbed onto the bed and used his small body to squeeze the two people hugging each other apart. Liu Qingqing squinted his eyes and slightly opened a crack. Seeing his son arching around, he patted his butt: "Go to sleep quickly." Little Song felt wronged and glared at his father who had also woken up. He quietly slept next to his mother. ——————————

Song Jinglin followed his wife's advice and told his son stories and played games with him every day after school.

The relationship between father and son quickly warmed up.

He secretly admired his wife's methods of educating children, which were all very effective.

After everything returned to normal, Song Xiangyang's spirit was obviously better than before.

He used to be a lazy little guy, but now he is a meat ball who can show off and loves to show off.

(After getting rid of supplementary food, he has indeed gained a lot of weight.)

Old Song received his son's letter and almost cried with joy.

As soon as he squeezed the envelope, he felt different in his heart.

Knowing that his son came back safe and sound, he felt much more at ease.

When he entered the house, he saw Zhang Daqin changing clothes for the old woman, and nodded with satisfaction.

Originally, he went there for his own sons and nephews, and wondered who from Xiaowu's family or Xiaowen's family could take over the stall.

Unexpectedly, Xiaowu's wife asked Zhang Daqin to come.

He originally refused in his heart, as they were not relatives, and it would be bad if outsiders had something to say.

However, Zhang Daqin was really good at taking care of paralysis. Her old men lived for so many years after being paralyzed, and they died a while ago.

It can be said that she took good care of the old woman.

After all these years, she has a lot of experience.

After Zhang Daqin put a large piece of plastic paper on the bedding, the old woman's mattress was much cleaner.

The other thing is that he is very quick and nimble, and comes here after work. In a short while, he can clean up the old woman.

"Brother Song, I can clean up the old sister-in-law here, and I will be back today!" Zhang Daqin finished hanging the cloth in the yard, and today's work was finished.

Old Song had just entered the house not long ago, and he agreed and went into the house.

In order to avoid suspicion, he would linger in the field for a while after work before coming back.

It was just right for Zhang Daqin to finish the work and leave.

As for cooking...

What are you thinking about? It's not the old society. Can you still hire someone to cook for you?

He has practiced well recently, at least he eats very deliciously.

As for the old woman, she has been much more honest after the eldest daughter-in-law stopped caring about her. She knows that if Zhang Daqin is driven away again, it is estimated that the old man will have to go into battle himself.

Thinking of the scene of vomiting, she silently swallowed the curse in her throat.

Chapter 225 The Shy Faction

Although the textile factory built by the army has housed many people, it is a division.

Just building a textile factory is far from solving the employment problem of all family members.

Before, they were either stuffed into canteens, nurseries, service centers, or connected with various units in Xiping City.

But since they all came to follow the army, they must want to be with men and children.

So after the textile factory was saturated, a clothing factory was organized and built.

Textile factories and clothing factories can complement each other.

Military shirts, work clothes and other uniforms can also be undertaken by the army clothing factory itself.

The idea was good. After the garment factory was established, it was discovered that several old machines in the textile factory needed to be replaced.

The textile factory had limited production and a single fabric category. Apart from supplying other factories in the market, there were almost no surpluses.

When the textile factory was first built, due to limited conditions, the textile machines were also pieced together.

The years, styles, and models were varied.

There was even a cotton carding machine that was older than the factory.

At this time, the production equipment was simple, the capital was small, the technology was backward, and the raw materials and equipment were all imported.

The country could not be self-sufficient for the time being.

The three new machines that were exchanged were finally evenly distributed from Xiping Textile Factory.

A group of textile factory employees gathered to watch the installation of the new textile machines and learn the operation knowledge of the new machines.

Liu Qingqing and several other members of the transport team originally wanted to come to help, but now it seems that they are just joining in the fun.

Wu Sufen approached Liu Qingqing and smiled innocently: "Master Liu, we will be in the same shift tomorrow."

Wu Sufen at this time was far from the listlessness of the previous two days.

Her husband also returned safely.

There were many casualties in this troop mission.

Even in the peaceful times after the founding of the country for many years, there have been continuous large and small battles.

There is a group of people who have been working hard in places unknown to ordinary people.

"Why don't you take a break for two days to accompany your lover?" Liu Qingqing squinted.

Wu Sufen's face flushed, and she slapped Liu Qingqing on the shoulder: "Master Liu, what are you talking about?"

Liu Qingqing was almost knocked to the ground by her tall and resentful apprentice's sudden shyness.

"Oh my!"

Fortunately, she was in a crowd of people eating melons, and she didn't fall down.

Wu Sufen also realized that she was reckless again, and quickly reached out to pick up the person who leaned to the side, and said hesitantly: "Master Liu, are you okay? I didn't pay attention for a while..."

Liu Qingqing: ...

Wu Sufen hugged Liu Qingqing tightly in her arms, fearing that she would fall down.

She has suffered a lot from this. She once accidentally took a photo of her neighbor in the backyard and lost several eggs.

Seeing that she was already crying, Liu Qingqing waved her hands.

I really didn't expect that Wu Sufen, who usually looks quite majestic, is actually a shy person. Thinking about what she just said, she didn't say anything yellow waste...

Liu Qingqing rubbed her shoulders.

She is just strong, but her defense is not good.

This is her shortcoming. When can she draw a diamond bone pill?

While thinking about it, Li Goudan, who has a demonic aura, appeared in her mind. She shuddered and shook her head immediately.

What is the indestructible body of King Kong? It's too unreliable.

Wu Sufen was in no mood to watch the machine tool being installed. She surrounded Liu Qingqing, asking about her health and serving tea.

After working all afternoon, even though Master Liu said it was okay, she still felt guilty.

She secretly slapped her right hand hard. Why can't she control herself? . . .

Liu Qingqing couldn't resist the other party's enthusiasm.

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On the day of delivery, Wu Sufen, who usually rushed to work, was even more active, trying not to make Master Liu tired along the way.

Liu Qingqing also followed her and sent a bag of biscuits to her house the night before.

She couldn't stop him, so she put it in the main hall and ran away.

If she is not allowed to do it, she might have to give her something else.

When the two of them were together before, Wu Sufen was always working hard.

This was the first time Liu Qingqing met someone as interesting as Wu Sufen.

There was a kind of contrast.

The destination of the two of them this time was the Xiping Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

It was not far from the guesthouse where Liu Qingqing often hung out, but this time she did not plan to trade.

Now that she had another identity, of course she had to let everyone she knew see her.

"Sister Sufen, do you want to go shopping here at the supply and marketing cooperative?" They were talking about their own things. Wu Sufen called her Master Liu and she called her Sister Wu Sufen.

Wu Sufen shook her head. There was nothing to go shopping for. What's the point of doing it without buying anything?

If you really need something, the compound service center also sells it.

Seeing that she really didn't want to go shopping, Liu Qingqing nodded and got into the driver's seat.

"Master Liu, let me drive." Wu Sufen saw it and quickly said that she must not let Liu Qingqing get tired.

"Let's stop by the guesthouse on the way, talk a few words and leave."

Wu Sufen smiled and got into the car.

Liu Qingqing didn't lie, she really said a few words and left.

After the truck stopped at the door of the guesthouse, she honked the horn.

When Sun Nancy and Lu Juan in the house stopped to see what was going on and came out to check, she pushed open the car door and jumped out in two steps.

Strive to look handsome.

As a result, her heels felt numb, and she tried her best to control her facial expressions so as not to grin...

Sun Nanqian looked around the car and found that there was nothing on the door. She was a little disappointed: "Sister Liu, you are here for business!"

Liu Qingqing smiled and said: "Well, I am now an employee of the textile factory's transportation team."

Before the two of them said anything, she continued: "But my eldest brother is still doing procurement at the supply and marketing cooperative. If you need anything, just come to me. Besides, I am also in the textile factory now. If there are any benefits or defective products, I will think of our sisters."

After a few pleasantries, she waved and got in the car and left.

Leaving the envious duo behind.

Chapter 226 Stocking up on autumn vegetables

All the vegetables planted in the yard this year have been successfully harvested.

Guo Fengjuan finally stopped complaining about the loss of half a year's harvest.

Of course, this amount of vegetables is not enough to survive the winter.

We still need to stock up on autumn vegetables.

The autumn vegetable troops also distribute some, including cabbage, potatoes, and carrots.

They are several dozen kilograms each.

But these are still not enough for families with a large population.

The service agency also sells autumn vegetables, but the supply is far from enough to satisfy so many households in the family compound.

Liu Qingqing's eyes flickered when she heard what Guo Fengjuan said.

She has vegetables, and quite a lot.

But how to get them out is a problem.

This matter is still not possible through private transactions.

Liu Qingqing mentioned this to Wu Wenli, an older member of the transport team, while at work: "Our autumn vegetables are hard to buy, and the villagers actually want to sell some autumn vegetables to generate income."

Wu Wenli perked up: "Not bad, my family doesn't have enough vegetables, I have pickled all the cabbage distributed by the team, and I have to buy some more to put in the cellar."

Several other people also came up to discuss.

Liu Qingqing occasionally interjected: "Our team is not too busy recently, why don't we apply to the army and go to the nearby village to purchase in the name of the factory?"

Wu Sufen assisted: "Master Liu used to be a buyer in the supply and marketing cooperative, so he has experience."

Liu Qingqing smiled and said: "No, I have been running around the villages for two years to purchase, so I know a little bit..."

Wu Wenli thought about it for a while, and then took Liu Qingqing to find Director Sun of the textile factory.

Director Sun's wife is the director of the political department of the army here, so it is just right to find her.

After Liu Qingqing and the others reported their work, they had nothing to do.

This matter is not a big deal, and it was also a spur-of-the-moment idea.

The clothing factory was getting started, and Director Sun was assigning some people to take charge of both.

So she was a little speechless about the fact that the textile factory had nothing to do and interfered with the work of the service center.

Now the textile factory and the clothing factory were busy as a pot of porridge. She thought that among the whole factory, only the few people in the transport team were idle, since some of them had this experience.

After talking with her man, Director Sun nodded and approved the note.

As for the other people, they couldn't be divided.

Liu Qingqing didn't show it on her face, but she was very happy in her heart.

She just mentioned it, and after reporting it, she felt that it seemed unlikely that she was operating behind the scenes.

Unexpectedly, she caught up with the good time!

She did what she said, and while everyone else was busy, she had to get things done quickly.

Liu Qingqing was very familiar with the surrounding villages, not only the terrain, but also the people.

She had met everyone before the flood.

Her photographic memory allowed her to remember the village chiefs of each village.

Negotiating purchases was her specialty, and Wu Sufen and Wu Wenli were with her.

As for the other four people, the textile factory had to keep two cars, right? Business was more important.

Three people with one car, very easy to operate.

A total of 8,000 kilograms of autumn vegetables were purchased from five nearby villages.

These quantities were just right for the more than 400 households in the military family compound.

Although this job didn't seem easy, Liu Qingqing only earned less than 100 yuan.

It was really hard for farmers to make money. A pound of cabbage was only one cent, and potatoes were only eight cents.

Even in later times, these vegetables only cost a few cents from the vegetable farmers. It can be seen that after 40 or 50 years, the price of vegetables is the most stable...

Chapter 227: Do you want a second child or not?

"Your Xiangyang will be four soon, why don't you have another one?" Guo Fengjuan asked while knitting.

Liu Qingqing was speechless for a moment, and looked at her child squatting like a ball.

I don't know why the age of children here is so strange.

When a child is born, he is one year old.

During the Chinese New Year, he gets one year older.

So Song Xiangyang was born in November, and just a few days after his first month, he automatically became two years old...

Now it's the Chinese New Year again, so he's almost four years old.

But this is different from her understanding of four years old.

Liu Qingqing stroked it, um, it's right that he just turned two weeks old.

Just celebrated her birthday two days ago.

So according to their calculation, it seems that it is not too late for the child to go to primary school at the age of eight or nine.

Seeing Liu Qingqing shaking her head, Guo Fengjuan did not say anything. Her family only had two children.

She wanted one, but there was nothing she could do if she could not get pregnant.

After thinking about it, maybe Liu Qingqing was like herself, with a constitution that was not easy to get pregnant, so she changed the subject.

As for the issue of children, Liu Qingqing and her husband had not thought about it yet, but the neighbor Jia Wuning began to inquire about it.

It was indeed rare for a family to have only one child at that time.

But Liu Qingqing felt that she could respond to the call of the country.

As a person who read newspapers when she had nothing to do, she did not miss any current affairs reports.

At the end of last year, the National Family Planning Report Conference proposed the policy of "late and few"

"Few" means that a couple should have no more than two children.

Although there is no mandatory requirement at this time, there is already a trend.

When promoting advanced individuals in the unit, having few children at home has become an advantage.

Liu Qingqing has thought about this problem before.

There are several considerations for having only one child.

Educating children is very laborious, even though she is like a stepmother "pua" Song Xiangyang all day long.

In fact, she is also trying her best to guide education.

And she heard that in a family with two children, the younger one is always sweet and coaxing, and the older one is stubborn.

So naturally, the one who can talk is more likely to be favored by the parents.

Looking at her own son, he is still a stubborn one.

She was an only child before, and she might not be familiar with the relationship between two children, and she could not guarantee that she would divide her motherly love equally between the two children.

Another thing is that she thinks that it is better to suffer once when it comes to having a child.

But this is just her idea, and the other party should also express their opinions.

Of course, he only has the right to speak.

In the dead of night, Song Jinglin took the small umbrella from his wife's hand.

He hurriedly put it on.

Liu Qingqing asked with a smile: "Do we want another child?"

Song Jinglin had no other thoughts at this time, and he didn't think at all. His mind was blankly sending out signals to listen to his wife.

He hurriedly stroked it again.

Liu Qingqing was confused by his action for two seconds, and then rolled over with laughter.

Song Jinglin quickly reminded: "Wife, laugh less, you will wake up your son."

He pulled the quilt over himself.

Otherwise, the son would see his father's flying stick as soon as he opened his eyes.

Fortunately, Song Xiangyang slept soundly and was not disturbed by his mother's "puff" and "puff" laughter.

Liu Qingqing restrained her expression, oh, it was too embarrassing.

But the picture was too funny, she really couldn't help it.

After straightening her expression, she hugged the person and comforted him gently.

Just like Liu Qingqing's little wife.

Song Jinglin's slightly lost mood suddenly became happy.

The two of them regrouped and chatted for half the night.

Liu Qingqing picked up the topic again, talked about her own ideas, and then asked him.

Song Jinglin had never thought about it before.

After listening to his wife's words, he nodded and agreed: "We just need one."

He had never thought about the issue of parental love that his wife talked about before, nor had he ever come into contact with it.

Thinking back to himself at this time, he thought it made sense.

He cultivated his relationship with his son every day, but he still felt that time was not enough.

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After the Chinese New Year, Song Xiangyang's speech became more and more flexible.

He used to speak in short sentences of a few words, but now he speaks much more fluently.

And he is very good at coaxing people.

His little mouth speaks like honey, which makes people listen.

Neighbors, even those who have a mediocre relationship with Liu Qingqing, all like to listen to his little chatter.

Little Song Xiangyang has raised his mother's reputation by himself.

Liu Qingqing sometimes laughs and ridicules him: "You are such a little kid, you keep complaining everywhere every day. Who do you take after?"

Song Xiangyang thinks with the innocence of a child: "I am my mother's child, so of course I take after my mother."

Liu Qingqing∑(っ°Д°;)っ

Chapter 228 Let Mom Come

Taoshan Village

Tian Cuixiang waited for a while and found that Zhang Daqin had continued to do it.

And the old Song next door didn't curse people.

She was angry and thought that she could curse her, but she would stop if it was someone else.

Not to mention the loss of income.

At the end of last year, her family also carried hundreds of kilograms of grain.

She cried to Song Jingchun several times, and Song Jingchun complained with her at first.

Now he doesn't want to listen.

Tian Cuixiang exhaled a foul breath and went to visit the next door with a basket of rags.

Not long after, rumors about Zhang Daqin and Old Song spread in Taoshan Village.

One of the daughters-in-law was paralyzed, and the other lost her husband.

How can you not get into trouble if you hang out with them every day?

Old Song has no source of information. He usually works with a few old men in the village, smokes, and doesn't listen to gossip.

But Zhang Daqin is different. She used to be the news spreader in Taoshan Village. Any gossip must go through her.

Before Tian Cuixiang came to her, she took her son and daughter-in-law to the Song family.

The two daughters-in-law held Tian Cuixiang, and she went up and attacked.

The sons stood at the gate, waiting for Song to take action.

Song Jingchun's heart was pounding, and he shouted: "You guys have no law."

But he stood far away and didn't dare to reach out.

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When Liu Qingqing received the letter from Old Lady Liu, she was furious.

What a mess the old Song family has been making all year round.

She had to talk to Song Jinglin about this matter and let him handle it himself.

She estimated that the Song family would not mention these things when they wrote to her.

At the same time, she also received a letter from Fu Meili.

Fu Meili had a daughter as she wished.

She named her Xu Yujie.

Liu Qingqing could feel her joy from the thickness of the letter she sent.

She glanced at her kid squatting in the yard playing in the mud.

His aunt Meili was thinking about getting this little mud boy engaged again.

Liu Qingqing was against this kind of hobby between adults.

When it comes to big things, she is definitely not a mother who pits her son.

"Mom, can you talk to dad and only train you and not me?" Song Xiangyang softened his voice and discussed with his mother in a soft voice.

Since the weather got warmer, he was trained by his father to squat and run every day.

Originally, he was looking forward to growing up, but now he thinks that growing up is too miserable.

Liu Qingqing thought: "Little Xiangyang doesn't want to learn martial arts?"

Song Xiangyang shook his head: "Practicing martial arts is too difficult."

"If you don't learn it, how can you protect your mother if someone beats me in the future?" Liu Qingqing tried to coax him with her only parenting knowledge.

"Mom, didn't you learn it? You can beat the bad guys yourself."

Liu Qingqing's smile was about to fade: "What if someone bullies you?"

"I can ask mom to help me beat the bad guys away."

"..."

Liu Qingqing turned around and complained to the child.

"Master Xiao Liu, I guess we will be free again in a few days." Sun Haiyun from the transport team was eager to find someone to chat before he even stepped into the house.

"Didn't you get back to normal two days ago?" When he first took office, he was so busy that he drove almost every day.

Now, only two cars are driven away.

She, Wu Wenli, and Sun Haiyun are all idle people.

Sun Haiyun sighed. She was not afraid of being busy but was afraid of being idle, as if she had received her salary for nothing: "The machine in front broke down again, and the maintenance worker didn't fix it properly."

The new machinery in the textile factory broke down more than once or twice.

Liu Qingqing stood up and stretched her muscles, then walked to the factory: "I'll go take a look."

Sun Haiyun sat down on the chair: "There's nothing to see. I've been fixing it for a while, but there's still no response."

She picked up the teacup and drank half a cup of water.

Wu Wenli waited until she put down her hand before reminding her: "Please drink slowly. Every time I hear you drinking water, I feel like you're going to choke."

"I won't choke. I remember when I was by the Qiantang River..."

Without waiting for her to say the second sentence, Wu Wenli followed Liu Qingqing out of the lounge as if he was escaping for his life.

Chapter 229 Learning Skills

Two maintenance workers in the factory were still buried in the various black parts. Yu Xiaohua, the workshop director, was flipping through the manual in his hand, but he was at a loss.

"Master Li, if it really doesn't work, don't do it for now. Let's ask someone from Xiping Textile Factory to take a look."

Master Li's forehead wrinkles were about to pile up. Hearing this, he stuck his head out, wiped the oil that had rubbed against his mouth, and said "Puh" twice before saying: "I think there might be a problem in Xiping, otherwise why would it break down every two or three days here. Our old guys didn't break down as quickly as this one."

Yu Xiaohua also thought so, but the machine was a good machine, and it was also their factory director who got it with great difficulty.

She went to the leader at this time, which was a slap in the face.

If it really doesn't work, she still has to go to Xiping Textile Factory. They could repair it before, and they should be able to do it now.

When she looked up, she saw Liu Qingqing and her partner who came to see the excitement: "Sister Wu, Xiao Liu, you two came at the right time. Who of you will take me to Xiping Textile Factory later?"

Liu Qingqing nodded: "Go and hire a repairman?"

Yu Xiaohua said "hmm".

Wu Wenli frowned. This is not an easy job. Xiping Textile Factory is the best at making trouble. I'm afraid that Director Yu may not be able to hire someone.

"Okay, Director Yu, are you leaving now?"

Yu Xiaohua put the manual aside: "Let's go now."

The two of them set off immediately after making a decision.

One person is enough to drive the car, and there will be no room for more people in the front: "Then Xiao Liu, Sister Wu and I will go over."

Liu Qingqing agreed and walked around the machine a few times.

The two maintenance workers knew that she could repair cars, but repairing cars is different from repairing cotton spinning machines.

Master Li wiped the black oil on his hands and asked: "Xiao Liu, do you want to get started?"

"I just want to take a look. I have never touched this thing before and I don't know how to repair it." Liu Qingqing touched the manual and took a look. No wonder it was put aside and was full of old-timer language.

It was the time to "smash American imperialism and its running dogs". There were such articles in the newspapers every day. You can speak foreign languages that you don't usually use!

I'll criticize you to death.

At this time, except for universities that don't specialize in English, there is no place to learn such knowledge. There are no English classes in high schools and junior high schools.

Liu Qingqing quickly flipped through it and put it aside.

Her photographic memory skill made her very awesome.

Master Li didn't take it seriously. He had just flipped through the old bird language and didn't understand a word.

Xiao Liu probably just wanted to see something new.

Liu Qingqing came to Master Li again: "Master Li, is there any problem with the circuit?"

It's admirable that a young and beautiful girl can repair cars, and she still remembers these machines.

Master Li smiled and his face was full of wrinkles: "There is no problem with the circuit. I have checked it."

Zhang Fusheng slowly came back to his senses from behind the two people. He was standing next to his master just now. When did his position get taken away?

He stepped back again in confusion, watching his master carefully explain the parts to him.

What to do? His position seemed to be in jeopardy.

Liu Qingqing recalled the cause of the machine's failure to start as written in the manual.

She "stole the teacher's knowledge" while asking questions.

Master Li just perfunctorily answered her at first, but after several questions in a row, he also took it seriously.

This disciple is smart and sensible, which is different.

Not only does it save worry, but it also gives a sense of accomplishment.

Glancing at the apprentice who looked like a papaya behind him, he realized that it was really tiring to take care of him.

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Yu Xiaohua and Wu Wenli returned empty-handed.

Xiping Textile Factory really didn't let them go easily, and they didn't say they couldn't let them go.

They said the factory was busy, it was under repair, etc.

Finally, they asked them to pick him up in three days.

Yu Xiaohua was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.

As soon as he entered the factory, he found that the faulty machine had already started running.

Yu Xiaohua was surprised and said, "This, Master Li fixed it?"

"Master Xiaoliu fixed it." The female worker standing next to the cotton spinning machine took over the conversation and excitedly told Director Yu what happened just now.

"I was standing by the side. At first, Master Xiaoliu and Master Li learned for a while, and then they discussed for a long time. Later, Master Xiaoliu started to fix it. Not long after, it was fixed! It's really amazing."

Yu Xiaohua was confused. Master Li couldn't understand what Xiaoliu could do.

Although Wu Wenli was also curious about the specific process, he nodded firmly at this time: "Master Xiaoliu has a way to fix the big liberation. All the people in our transport team worship her as a master and learn from her."

Chapter 230 Salary Increase

Yu Xiaohua nodded. Maybe she has a talent for repairing equipment.

People's talents are really hard to explain. Take Wu Sufen from the transport team for example. She started out weaving beds in a textile factory.

As a result, she ruined a lot of things with such a simple job. Most importantly, she didn't learn it.

Later, seeing that she was tall and strong, she was transferred to the transport team. After learning from Wu Wenli, who was half-baked at the time, for a while, she could drive easily.

She was even better than Wu Wenli.

Yu Xiaohua thought about it randomly and went straight to the rest room of the transport team next to him.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wu Sufen wandering around Liu Qingqing.

Yu Xiaohua...

As expected, talented players have a sense of oppression towards people around them. Look at how attentive Wu Sufen, a big fool, is.

She is usually the most tactless person.

Wu Sufen was the first to notice someone coming to the door: "Director Yu, why are you here?"

Yu Xiaohua...

Still speechless and choking as always.

Liu Qingqing heard the voice and immediately stood up to greet him: "Director Yu is back, the cotton spinning machine has been repaired. You must have received the news. Just now I wanted to call Xiping Textile Factory to inform you, but we don't have the conditions here..."

Yu Xiaohua didn't have much contact with her. I always thought that she was a down-to-earth, hard-working and taciturn person.

Oh, I was wrong.

"Xiao Liu, I've always heard that you're good at repairing cars, but I didn't expect you can also repair the machines in our factory?" Yu Xiaohua ignored her words and went straight to the point.

Liu Qingqing smiled and said modestly: "It's not that great. This is my first time to do it. I didn't expect it to be successful. I studied it today out of curiosity, but Master Li explained it to me in great detail. This is all thanks to Master Li's selflessness. He taught me this repair skill without blinking an eye. If it were someone else, they might have to hide it."

Yu Xiaohua nodded. Although the young comrade is a bit talkative, he is not the kind of person who takes all the credit. Very good.

"Xiao Liu, you are really good. I will report to the factory manager and transfer you to the repair department." The transport team is so idle, it would be a waste to leave it here.

Liu Qingqing shook her head like a wave drum: "Director Yu, repairing machinery is a job that only professionals can do. I am just an assistant. Of course, if I am needed, I will come immediately, but my main job is in the transport team."

Yu Xiaohua frowned, and before she could say anything, Sun Haiyun and Wu Sufen beside her also spoke loudly to express their affirmation.

"Director Yu, our Master Xiao Liu is the pillar of the transport team, and she is indispensable for the automobile industry."

Wu Sufen: "That's right, that's right."

Yu Xiaohua thought about it and said nothing more. This was just her idea, and she had to report it to the factory director.

She said a few more words of praise and encouragement, and then left the lounge.

Liu Qingqing sent Yu Xiaohua away, silently organizing her words in her heart and preparing a draft.

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Director Sun is a man in his forties who is not serious about his words, and he doesn't like to make connections or use backdoors.

Liu Qingqing has a different attitude towards such a leader.

Flattery is not suitable for everyone. There are many people who want to flatter Director Sun, and he has no shortage of flattery, and even doesn't like it.

If she flatters him again, it will be like hitting the horse's leg with flattery.

Director Sun looked at the employee sitting upright and with a correct attitude opposite him, and nodded in his heart.

The young comrade is very good, and he is not impetuous.

"Comrade Liu, you may have to work harder in the future. While doing a good job in transportation, you should also take care of the maintenance work in the factory and learn more from Comrade Li Shiyou."

Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and showed a shy smile: "Thank you for the trust of Director Sun. I will definitely study hard, overcome all difficulties, and strive to solve the problems for the factory as soon as possible."

Director Sun nodded again with satisfaction: "The young comrade has the spirit of not fearing hardship and fatigue, which is very good."

"Director, there is actually an explanation It is not difficult for Master Li to repair machines, but no one knows the manual, so they can only repair them by trial and error. Although I graduated from high school and learned a few words from the teacher, the school did not have this course later, so I did not learn it again. I could not understand the manual, which had some influence..."

Sun Changcheng pondered for a moment: "Okay, I know, Comrade Liu, go back to work."

Liu Qingqing greeted shyly and left the factory director's office.

From then on, she was a woman who earned 80 yuan a month, which was a very explosive existence in major factories.

Of course, these were not her main purpose.

After learning from Master Li legitimately.

Li Shiyou taught more carefully, and it was hard to find a good apprentice.

This clever boy is interesting to teach.

Zhang Fusheng: He is no longer the master's favorite baby. ε(┬┬﹏┬┬)3