The atmosphere in the female educated youth dormitory was awkward, and the male educated youth were also behaving strangely.

Lin Haiping, as the person in charge of the educated youth settlement, wanted to repair the relationships among everyone, but the girls in the dormitory simply ignored him.

Ever since Liu Ruo found her watch, she locks the door whenever she leaves. In addition, she also secretly observes the other people in the dormitory.

"Rong Hui, who do you think it could be?"

Lu Ronghui shook her head. She didn't know and had no evidence to suspect anyone.

Liu Ruo is very distressed. Although she is the victim, everyone's attitude towards her has become very strange. If she stares at someone for a few more seconds, that person will get angry and think that Liu Ruo is suspicious of her.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was too stagnant, and everyone tried to find a chance to hide outside for a while. Among them, Bai Rongjun was the one who hid the most.

She really couldn't do the work in the fields, and often had to rest after only a short while. Others were probably jealous that she had it so easy, and they kept making sarcastic remarks about her.

"Some comrades are just lucky; they can even wear skirts when they go to the fields, acting like pampered young ladies."

“They don’t have to work like we do; they still get work points even if they don’t work.”

She simply couldn't stand working all day without changing her clothes. She only had two pairs of pants, and if her clothes weren't dry, she could only wear a skirt.

As a result, not only did the villagers gossip, but even the educated youth were filled with jealousy.

That day, after she finished showering, she discovered that the soap was missing. She asked around in her dorm if anyone had seen it, but no one paid any attention.

"If anyone has taken my soap, please return it as soon as possible."

The people in this dorm are outrageous. They stole someone's watch, and now they've even stolen soap!

A bar of soap can be bought for just a few cents.

"Zhou Han, I don't want to go back."

Although Bai Rongjun did little work, her hands still had several cuts and were quite rough to the touch.

With so much work to do in the fields, people hope to have a good environment to rest in the dormitory, but some people have poor hygiene habits, and the whole dormitory has an unpleasant smell.

Most importantly, no one was talking to her. There were conflicts between the old and new educated youth, and everyone else had formed their own cliques.

“We can’t move out yet, Rongjun, please bear with it a little longer.”

It was very difficult for educated youth to move out; even if the village agreed to the move, there still needed to be a place for them to go.

He had almost spent all the money he had earned on the black market, and now he only had a little over a hundred dollars left.

Bai Rongjun shook her head with tears in her eyes, afraid that she would be driven crazy if she stayed any longer.

Zhou Han felt heartbroken and secretly resolved to earn money quickly and move her out, as the environment here was too bad.

Dog left him his contact information before he left. There are other people involved in smuggling here who are short of manpower. He originally wanted to wait until he was familiar with the situation before starting to look for people, but now he can't wait any longer.

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"An'an, come here and dry your hair." They had just returned from the bathhouse, and An'an was jumping around on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Mom, we're going to Auntie's house tomorrow."

An'an had been attending preschool for many days and was finally looking forward to the holiday. She couldn't wait to go to Aunt Tian's house to play.

"I'll take you there tomorrow, and we'll visit your aunt on the way."

They recently switched to a new shampoo, which they bought at a department store and has a floral scent. An'an especially likes the smell.

Song Qing stood there drying her hair, and the girl hugged her mother's neck and sniffed her hair like a silly little puppy.

Lu Yang came in from outside. The weather was much warmer now, but the kang (a heated brick bed) still needed to be heated at night, so he added some firewood to the stove.

"Dad, when are we going to the zoo?"

Song Qing grabbed the girl and slapped her bottom. "Didn't we say we're going to Auntie's house tomorrow? And now we're going to the zoo?"

Lu Yang's holiday didn't overlap with An An's. He smiled and cruelly told his daughter that the zoo would probably have to wait until her next holiday.

An'an stared wide-eyed, and after a long while, she lay down on the quilt in disbelief.

The rest of the time was spent chatting between the father and daughter. Song Qing began to organize her books. The package her cousin had sent her yesterday had arrived, containing a letter and several books.

My cousin borrowed them from the technicians at their factory. Song Qing, being a complete novice, found some of them quite difficult to understand.

She frowned, holding a pen and paper, taking notes as she read.

"I heard from our regimental commander that the textile factory is going to be built in front of the family compound?"

"Yes, we just had a meeting today, and we've already started surveying."

After negotiations between the military region and city leaders, the final decision was to jointly establish a factory. 30% of the positions in the textile factory will be recruited from the public, while the rest will be decided internally by the military region.

Song Qing also worked non-stop for several days. They communicated with the state-owned cotton mill by phone. The state-owned cotton mill made a list, and Zhao Qin's father helped solve most of the machinery purchases. The rest they had to communicate with machinery factories in other cities.

The textile mill needs cotton, which is grown by some communes in the city, but the output is small and not on a large scale. They have been negotiating with communes in other cities to supply the raw materials.

As for Nivelon fiber, there is a dedicated factory in Black Province. The textile mill has signed an agreement with them to supply Nivelon fiber. After the textile mill produces the fabric, they will buy it back. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement, and the price is very reasonable.

Lu Yang couldn't help but admire these women; their organized and swift actions were truly impressive.

"It's like your factory is going to open tomorrow."

Song Qing smiled and said, "It's not that easy. We've already started taking measurements, and we expect to start building the factory soon. In addition to our military region's construction team, we'll need to call in more people from outside."

The military region's top leaders were in a great hurry, hoping that the textile factory could be built and started as soon as possible. They kept asking about the progress, making the group of women wish they could sprout wings.

Song Qing was studying the debugging and operating principles of the cotton cleaning machine. Her cousin's letter mentioned that different manufacturers produce different cotton cleaning machines. She sighed, meaning that reading this book might be useless.

But there's no way around it; currently, only this book has this machine.

Seeing her scratching her head, Lu Yang quickly poured her a cup of hot water.

"You'll have a mentor when you go to the factory to learn, there's no need to rush."

Now, whenever she has free time, she opens those books to read, and sometimes she even mutters to herself. Lu Yang is afraid that she is working too hard.

"There's no point in me doing this on my own now. I should save it and ask the master craftsman at the factory."

In the end, she put down her book and went to tell stories to the father and daughter. After An'an fell asleep that night, Lu Yang's hands began to wander.

An'an had no idea that every night someone would carry her to her side, and Lu Yang would even bury his head in the sand and stack several pillows next to her.

"no"

Song Qing bit the blanket and secretly pinched him. Lu Yang let go, feeling a little aggrieved. She had been reading for the past few days, and he hadn't dared to bother her.

"Go next door"