She thought Song Qingdai would be bored at home alone, so she decided to go together.

"Comrade Song, Comrade Ren, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I would never have been able to appeal for this injustice in my lifetime."

Since Zhuang Mingxiu was arrested, Zhao Xiumei was able to appeal her grievances, and the military district published her story in the newspaper. The purpose of this series of warnings was to warn those who wanted to take shortcuts, and to tell them to restrain themselves.

Don't take advantage of your power and wealth to oppress the common people.

Now is a new era, which is different from the old society.

It will never be possible for capital to exploit ordinary people!

Zhao Xiumei carried her things and followed them to the art troupe.

She didn't have much stuff and no savings, just one or two sets of clothes. The people who came explained it to her clearly that the art troupe provided food and accommodation.

Zhao Xiumei is an educated person and has worked as a teacher in a village primary school. She can survive in the art troupe.

"You are too polite to say that. They did something wrong in the first place. Besides, it's not us who are responsible. It's the country that is dissatisfied with their behavior."

"I know. I know."

Zhao Xiumei wiped her tears as she spoke.

Of course she knew that it was the country that was paying, but without the help of people like them, no one would have paid attention to her grievances even if she shouted at the top of her lungs.

Not to mention, there was a group of people from the banker waiting for her, waiting for an opportunity to kill her at any time.

She has nothing to give back, and now she just wants to work hard, give back to society, and give back to the people.

I will try my best to get into university next year and become a useful person to the country and society.

"Comrade Zhao, are these the only clothes you have?"

They sent Zhao Xiumei to the dormitory building, and she had to prepare her own bed and quilt, unless she was a female soldier in the art troupe, she didn't have to prepare anything herself.

However, Song Qingdai has already asked someone to buy it and it will be delivered soon.

Zhao Xiumei clutched her bag tightly. She felt a little embarrassed. Her clothes and pants were all patched up and did not fit in with the image here.

"Comrade Zhao, don't think too much. I'm just worried that the weather has gotten colder. The winter in the provincial capital is particularly cold. I happen to have a lot of my old clothes at home. You see, I'm pregnant now and have gained a lot of weight. I can't wear them at all."

"Comrade Zhao, if you don't mind, I'll wash it and bring it to you."

We are all lesbians, and women should always be more empathetic to each other, especially to women who have suffered the most.

A woman's gentleness and kindness are all hidden in her chest.

Zhao Xiumei's throat was choked with sobs and she couldn't speak.

"Comrade Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

"Thank you, thank you..."

Not only did they find a work dormitory for her, they also took care of these details.

Ren Nana smiled and said, "We are all women, so we should help each other. The people in the art troupe are very nice. If you have any difficulties, go to the troupe leader."

"The leader is such a nice person!"

Speaking of which, Ren Nana really likes Li Fang.

"Comrade Zhao, your quilt!"

People from the art troupe came to deliver quilts, and brand new bedding was laid out. There were other people living here too.

The dormitory is quite spacious and has everything.

For meals, everyone eats in the cafeteria.

"Thanks."

Zhao Xiumei wiped her tears. This simple and pitiful woman finally had her own place in the provincial capital.

As for her unhappy marriage, Ren Jianjun also stepped in to file for divorce.

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