"It's October already, and it's still so hot. I don't know when it will cool down."
One of her colleagues said, "You should hope it's warmer. Winter is hard."
Fang Qing looked at her in surprise.
I have been working here for several years and I know very well whether it is more painful in winter or summer.
"No matter how hot it is in the summer, it only lasts for a short while. We start sweeping in the early morning and move quickly so we can finish the work before the sun comes out. The night shift allows us to leave later and avoid the hottest time. But in the winter, we can freeze to death working outside in the early morning, especially when it snows..."
A colleague told her that the difficulty of work in winter had increased several times, and Fang Qing was so scared that her face turned pale.
She felt that she had suffered enough in the summer. If she hadn't thought about the good days in the future, she would have been enduring it and would have given up long ago.
The suffering is many times worse in winter. How can we live like this?
This job is far worse than the one I had before at the supply and marketing cooperative.
"Fang Qing, to be honest, I think you married the wrong person."
Fang Qing looked at her.
"Look at you, it's so nice to live with your son and get subsidies. Why do you want to get married and take care of your parents for nothing?"
The two of them were in a group, and after getting to know each other, they also learned about each other's family situations.
Fang Qing also needs to complain. When she has nothing to do, she complains to her colleagues about her terrible in-laws, adding fuel to the fire.
After hearing so much, the other party naturally felt sorry for her.
"If it really doesn't work out, then don't live with him. Isn't it better for you to work and support your son at the same time than to support two more elderly people?"
Fang Qing smiled bitterly and shook her head. "How can a military marriage be divorced? I was fooled. When I married him, his parents were healthy, they had fields and land in their hometown, and they were good at work. They could subsidize us from time to time.
Who would have thought that just after they got married, his father would be diagnosed with cancer and his mother cried until her eyes went blind. Not to mention working, they can't even feed themselves. They only have one son, Jiang Ting. What will happen if we don’t bring him home? "
"This... ah, it's all fate. Fang Qing, you're also a person with a hard life."
"Isn't it? If I were lucky, Chenchen's father wouldn't have died. If Chenchen's father was alive, how could all these bad things happen?"
"So is your Jiang Ting nice to Chenchen?"
"He's still good to Chenchen. He and Chenchen's father have been friends for many years. After Chenchen's father passed away, he has been taking care of us. If I hadn't seen that he was good to Chenchen, I wouldn't have married him."
"Alas! It's not easy to meet a stepfather who is good to his children. No matter what, he is good to Chenchen. You can only do this. Just endure it. When the old couple are gone, you will be able to survive."
"Yes."
Of course Fang Qing would not get divorced. She told herself that all the decisions she had made along the way were right.
Suffering is only temporary. As long as you can get through this period, you will definitely not lose.
After getting her salary today, Fang Qing bought a pack of cigarettes.
The old man's eyes sparkled as he looked at the cigarette she had casually placed on the table.
Lu Cong swallowed his saliva and asked, "Fang Qing, why are you buying cigarettes?"
Fang Qing said, "Dad, I didn't buy these cigarettes. They were given to me by my workplace."
"What? The unit is still giving out cigarettes?"
"Yes, rice, oil, vegetables, tea, cigarettes, all are available, in turns."
The benefits of this unit are pretty good.
"Please don't smoke. Jiang Ting said you can't smoke. My sister has to run a lot to help me sell the store. Send these cigarettes to her later. I heard that my brother-in-law smokes."
It’s obvious that these cigarettes are not cheap. Why are you sending them to your son-in-law, a stranger?
What are you thinking?
He didn't dare give this good thing to others, but he didn't dare say he wanted to smoke it either.
Lu Cong had no choice but to agree and said he would send it another day.
It was impossible to send it, so he secretly hid the cigarette. When they were not at home, he secretly took it to the shabby alley behind the house to smoke.
He has been taking medicine well recently and his condition seems to be well controlled, so he should be able to smoke again.
…
The second issue has been approved.
Song Qin took the documents and placed them on Lin Yuyao's desk.
"I went directly to see Director Zhao. At first, Director Zhao was worried that Xiaotong's article was too realistic and that such a tragedy would have a bad impact on today's society. I persuaded him and told him that we should face the pain and resist it. It took me a long time to finally convince him."
Lin Yuyao looked at the approved documents with satisfaction, "Sister Song, thank you for your hard work."
"You're welcome. This is what I should do. That's it..." She sighed and said, "People who live in big cities really only see the tip of the iceberg of this world."
Lin Yuyao: "If you want to write something about this kind of subject, you can go and ask if there are any relevant reporters. We can buy stories from them."
Song Qin shook her head. "Forget it. That kind of place is too dangerous. Reporters will never come back. Besides, there are so many things in the city to report. Who would do such a thankless job?"
That being said, rural suffering literature is still too advanced for today, or it is difficult to resonate with everyone. We have to wait at least ten years.
She knew a lot of melodramatic stories, but a person's energy was limited and she had too many things to do.
After thinking for a while, he asked Ye Xiaotong again, "Xiaotong, can you write an article about reality every month?"
"Is it just this time?"
"That's about right. Use the first person and make it more engaging." After a pause, he continued, "It doesn't have to be so tragic. Just write something positive. For example, a high school student starts to hate school for some reason and skips classes. Later, because of something else, he returns to school, works hard, and gets admitted to university."
When she said this, Ye Xiaotong immediately had a story in her mind.
Returning to school and working hard, isn't this what she dreams of doing?
"Sure. That's fine."
Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "When you finish writing it and it passes Sister Song's review, I will pay you the manuscript fee."
The next day, Lin Yuyao and Song Qin went to the manufacturer to print a sample copy of the second issue, which would be ready in about a week.
That day, Liu Yihuan came to find Lin Yuyao and said that she wanted to rent the house and asked her to act as a go-between.
Lin Yuyao said, "I've already talked to the landlord, just give it to me directly."
"Okay then, shall we sign a contract?"
"No need, I didn't sign the contract later."
"Okay, I'll just pay for half a year's rent."
Liu Yihuan generously gave her sixty yuan.
Lin Yuyao accepted it directly and gave her the key on the spot.
"Sister Liu, you can move over anytime."
Knowing that she was going to rent it, she kept the room clean.
"OK."
After living at home for more than 20 years, I am finally leaving.
No, it should be said that I had to leave.
Liu Yihuan felt indescribable feeling in his heart.
They are all children who grew up in this family, and she is much better than her younger brother.
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