“Secretary, my family has no overseas connections.” Li Xia refused to answer the phone at the crucial moment: “It must be a wrong number.”
In the late 1980s, in addition to the craze for going abroad, there was also a craze for investment.
Factories along the coast are all trying to attract foreign investment, like a blind cat trying to catch a dead mouse. What if they succeed? So the secretary covered the phone and said sternly, "Comrade Li Xia, this task is very serious. You must remember it."
Her family certainly doesn't have any overseas connections; otherwise, her younger brother wouldn't be eyeing her husband's meager salary.
Could it be related to the Chen family's overseas connections?
Li Xia suddenly remembered something. She remembered that her husband had a younger sister-in-law who used to dance ballet in the Capital Cultural Troupe. It was said that she was later sent to Shenzhen for labor reform, and later swam across the river to Hong Kong. Her name was... Yes, Chen Juan.
Because he escaped from a labor camp, it would affect Chen Ke's personnel file, so the military intervened and directly cancelled his household registration.
Things are different now. People who couldn't make ends meet and left are now living a more successful life than those who stayed in China.
The Party Secretary and the factory director were both watching closely when Li Xia picked up the phone: "Hello?"
Holding the microphone again, she tried to ask, "Excuse me, are you... Chen Juan who went to Hong Kong?"
Chen Rou called her mother because if she were born in this life, she would be three months old now.
She discovered while researching Chen Ke's life that her mother had always lived in extreme poverty.
She didn't know the specifics of her family, so she turned to the factory, hoping to find a way to get investment from her company, given the current investment boom, so that her factory leaders would take care of her.
She hadn't decided yet, and just wanted to vaguely say that it was a distant relative.
But upon hearing the name Chen Juan, she suddenly realized something, because the original owner's mother in Hong Kong was named Chen Juan.
Could it be that many things are somehow connected in some mysterious way?
Chen Rou said, "I'm Chen Juan's friend. Hello Li Xia, I'd like to ask on Chen Juan's behalf, how are you feeling?"
Speaking of her health, Li Xia reached out and touched her belly, unable to suppress her sadness, and tears welled up in her eyes.
The Party Secretary was banging on the table, the factory director was glaring, and she choked back tears, saying, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."
Having lived two lives, this was the first time Chen Rou had heard her mother's voice, and hearing her choked up made her very sad. She pressed her nose and said, "We want to give your factory some investment funds. You can discuss the specifics with the leaders. The amount you want is up to your leaders. Also... I will personally go to your factory to visit you in a while."
This is the most reasonable way for her to see her mother; she should lay the groundwork first.
Li Xia was still in a daze when the leader and the secretary exchanged a glance, feeling as if she had fallen into a warm, dirty dog poop.
"Then I'll..." Li Xia didn't know what to do and said, "Hang up?"
Chen Rou hadn't asked the questions she was supposed to: "By the way, we heard you recently had a baby..."
Li Xia could no longer hold back and reached out to throw the phone, but the secretary grabbed it and handed it to her, glaring at her.
Overseas connections, Hong Kong businessmen, if they want to invest, they can give them whatever money they want. There's no way she'd hang up the phone first. Besides, Li Xia should answer whatever they ask. And it's just that she lost a child, she can get pregnant again, what's there to hide?
Pressed by her superiors, Li Xia reluctantly forced a smile and said, "That's all!"
With her husband away and no close relatives around, she had been holding back for months, but finally couldn't take it anymore. She said, "I could still feel the baby moving before I gave birth, but there was no breath at all after I was born. My child is gone."
No wonder Chen Ke was in a bad mood when he passed through Hong Kong, and Li Xia was so sad. The child she was carrying for ten months was gone, and Chen Rou, who grew up in an orphanage in her previous life, was never born in this life.
To be honest, Chen Rou wasn't surprised.
She always thought that she would be born again in this life, and that she would be able to see her childhood self again. But it seems that there is only one soul. If the original body that was kidnapped did not die, she would not be born again in this life.
She said softly, "Sister Li Xia, don't be sad. You will have children again, and they will come back to you."
With the two leaders watching, Li Xia burst into tears: "I've never done anything bad in my life, I don't know why God treats me like this."
Even her sister-in-law mocked her, saying that losing her child was her retribution.
But Li Xia believes she has always been kind to others and has never done anything wrong, yet she lost her child, and she is more heartbroken than anyone else.
Chen Rou quickly said, "It's just that you weren't meant to have that child, but you'll have more children in the future. Don't cry."
"Thank you. You're Chen Juan, right? How are you doing?" Li Xia asked, still confused.
Everything is a circle. The original owner's mother, Chen Juan, was Chen Ke's aunt. Although the original owner and Chen Rou lived in two different eras, they only had one soul. Therefore, when Chen Rou woke up in the original owner's body, she would never be born again in this life.
She neither confirmed nor denied it, only saying, "We are both fine, and I will come to see you in a while."
Li Xia said "okay" and then "goodbye." Although her boss glared at her repeatedly, she still hung up the phone first.
She had just hung up the phone when her sister-in-law, Yan Fengqin, called out from the factory compound: "Li Xia, have you been slacking off somewhere again? Li Xia, you can't keep slacking off at work all the time."
Then, deliberately speaking sarcastically, she said, "Really, Li Xia isn't worried about being laid off at all."
How could Li Xia not worry about losing her job? Her husband is always on dangerous missions, and she has no family to help her. She lives in a dormitory, and if she loses her job, she won't even have a place to live.
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