Watching the rise and fall of the tube-shaped buildings.
Gu Lingling felt a pang of regret, "I didn't even catch up with this wedding craze. All those who have jobs are married. What am I going to do in the future?"
What did Song Jiayu say at that time? She said, "Don't worry, Gu Siyi won't chase you away for the time being. He'll wait until you've raised Xiaotian and he's old enough to go to elementary school before you consider which restaurant to go to."
Knowing she was joking, Gu Lingling also thought about what Song Jiayu said, and finally clapped her hands with a smile: "I think I can stay at my brother's house for ten years or so. You see, when Xiaotian starts elementary school, he will be seven years old. Then I can let Lin Xue get pregnant with the second child, and I can take care of him until he is seven years old."
Song Jiayu laughed, "You think it depends on whether Lin Xue agrees or not."
"Oh, so, I've been thinking about it. My mother will nag me about whether to have another child or not, but I don't care. It's all business between my brother and Lin Xue." Gu Lingling was also talking with a smile. How could she really live in her brother's house forever? She still had to find a partner and get married quickly.
However, Gu Lingling doesn't like staying at home. Ever since her eldest brother married her eldest sister-in-law, the home where she has lived for more than 20 years no longer feels like her home. Not only does her sister-in-law dislike her, but even her eldest brother dislikes her.
My parents were also worried every day about my inability to get married. Living in that family felt like there was a Five Finger Mountain pressing down on my back every day, making it hard to breathe.
Gu Lingling didn't complain about these things to Song Jiayu too much. Just saying it occasionally was enough. If there was anyone in her second brother's compound who could get along with Song Jiayu, she must not let him run away because of complaints.
"Wow~"
A baby's baby talk could be heard from the room. Xiaotian had woken up. Song Jiayu knew that Gu Lingling was busy taking care of the child, so she didn't disturb her and left the main hall of the Gu family.
As soon as she came out of the house, the cold wind outside made her face hurt. She quickly hid half of her face in the scarf, and her beautiful eyes stared at the snowflakes falling from the sky.
They fell from the sky one by one, looking like goose feathers.
No wonder people use goose feathers to describe heavy snow.
It's not appropriate to describe such a thick snow as duck feathers.
Ahem, she didn't have any literary and artistic brain cells for romance, so she used duck feathers to describe it, ruining the scene of heavy snow.
After returning to her room, Song Jiayu lit the charcoal brazier and sat aside to prepare the two pig's trotters she had bought (taken out from the system warehouse), preparing to braise them later.
But Wen Yun's voice came from outside the courtyard, and each word of "Jia Yu" was louder and louder. Without using your eyes, you could tell that Wen Yun's feet seemed to be sparking in this cold winter, and he walked from outside the courtyard to the door of the main hall with big steps.
Seeing the two large pig's trotters in Song Jiayu's hands, Wen Yun remembered his friend's cooking skills and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He smiled and said, "I'm here today. I can definitely eat a piece of your pig's trotter."
After saying that, she looked outside the door and saw that there was no one there, so she closed the door to the main room.
There was one downside to the room at that time, which was that the windows were small, not like the modern rows of transparent glass windows. Once the door was closed, the brightness in the room would drop by several degrees.
Just like now, the main room became dim, and Song Jiayu, who was sitting beside the charcoal brazier, had a layer of warm red rouge on her face by the red flames, which looked beautiful.
Wen Yun was stunned again, and said with a heartache: "If only I were a man, I would definitely marry you before Jiang Baizhou and make you my wife."
Song Jiayu slapped the man's hand that was about to pinch her cheek and retorted, "You like me, but I don't like you. I don't want you if you're not good-looking."
It was already the 1960s, and she didn't think that like modern people, she could live alone without getting married.
Since I'm going to get married anyway, I might as well find someone good-looking. Wen Yun is not bad looking and has a blessed face, but can she compare to Jiang Baizhou?
That was absolutely impossible. She had never seen anyone more handsome than Jiang Baizhou in modern times.
Wen Yun was not angry at being rejected, he just pursed his lips and said, "Alas, how come you are just like me, judging people by their appearance?"
He slapped his forehead right after he finished speaking. Song Jiayu looked at him and smiled, thinking that maybe the Iron Head Skill was achieved by slapping his hands? Listening carefully to Yun's words:
"Look at my memory. I'm here to tell you good news. The state-owned restaurant in our county is hiring a chef. I heard that everyone thinks the food is delicious, but the supply is insufficient to meet the demand. If you go too late, you won't even get any soup. So they're looking for someone who can cook. I think you can do it!"
Song Jiayu is very happy to have a friend who is dedicated to helping you make progress, no matter in the previous life or this life. However, if it was in the previous life, she would be happier because she and her best friend could form an ambitious and motivated group, making great achievements in their respective companies and complementing each other.
In this life, no matter how hard Song Jiayu tried, that was all. The economy was not opened up until the 1980s, and she was already 40 years old by then. Well, 40 is not bad, as people still say "a 50-year-old woman guarding the country's borders." It was the age for her to venture out into the world.
But will her future life develop as she wants?
This author can’t do that either.
An incident that happened three years later gave her a boost of energy and enhanced her life value.
I've gone off topic. Song Jiayu was thinking about all sorts of things but not the real business.
Wen Yun waved his hand in front of his friend, "Why aren't you talking?"
"Um, I was thinking about what you said. How did you know that the state-owned restaurant was recruiting?" Song Jiayu didn't want Wen Yun to find out that she was distracted, so she quickly changed the subject.
"Who am I? I have friends in the supply and marketing cooperative, and of course I have friends in the state-owned restaurant. You're also on good terms with Chef Xu, right? Hurry up and find someone for me. With Chef Xu speaking for you, you can go straight into the kitchen of the state-owned restaurant."
Urged by Wen Yun, Song Jiayu put down the two pig's trotters in her hand, thought about it, and decided to give it a try.
Do you want to ask her if she is planning to turn things around?
Definitely not. A salted fish turned over is still a salted fish.
She doesn't have the fighting spirit from her previous life, and she can't use it at the moment.
Human energy is limited, and it will not be fully replenished just because she changed her body. This is also one of the main reasons why she became lazy after becoming Song Jiayu.
"I'll be there in a minute. You really deserve a piece of the pig's trotter today. Wait for me during dinner."
Knowing that Song Jiayu agreed, Wen Yun was happy. She didn't think that Song Jiayu's current life was not good, but as a woman, if she had a job and a salary, she would have a say in her husband's family, and she could eat or buy whatever she wanted. If someone gossiped about her, she could always retort, "What's my salary to you?"
After placing the processed pig's trotters on the table in the main hall, Song Jiayu saw Wen Yun off, put on a hat, scarf and gloves, picked twelve ripe strawberries, and rode her bicycle to the state-owned restaurant.
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