The next morning, Wei Aiguo went to the commune after breakfast. Song Yan saw that his basket was filled with grain. When Wei Aiguo returned, he brought back a lot of good food and a piece of floral cloth, saying that Song Yan should make clothes for him.
The background is light pink with large red flowers.
Can clothes made from this floral fabric be worn in public?
It wouldn't be right to refuse such a kind offer. Song Yan couldn't remember who told him, but he always encouraged men who bought him gifts. After a moment of stunned silence, Song Yan took the floral fabric.
"You don't like it?" Wei Aiguo asked.
"No!" Song Yan immediately denied.
It's obvious that I don't like it.
Wei Aiguo took out two bracelets from his pocket, one gold and one jade, but the jade quality wasn't very good.
Song Yan first took the gold bracelet and examined it. This bracelet was quite heavy, and the pattern was very beautiful.
Song Yan was all smiles at that moment; this was true affection.
Wei Aiguo took a box from the basket, opened it to reveal eight hairpins of various sizes—clearly a set. The key was the color… “This is kingfisher feather inlay…”
Influenced by Song Yan's mood, Wei Aiguo was also happy. "My wife really knows her stuff!"
"So beautiful!" Song Yan wanted to touch them, but suddenly felt it was inappropriate. She found a pair of gloves and put them on, carefully examining each piece of kingfisher feather inlay. Song Yan's eyes seemed to shine; she looked so beautiful!
She liked these things, and Wei Aiguo felt he should find a way to get some more. He didn't know if he'd have another chance to make his wife happy! He wanted to make her as happy as possible now.
Wei Aiguo felt a pang of sadness, so much so that he almost asked, "Wife, will you stay with me for the rest of your life?" He forced himself to hold back.
After Song Yan had looked at everything, Wei Aiguo finally spoke, "Keep all these things safe, and don't let anyone see a single one!"
"I know!"
“From now on, not a single pound of grain in our family can be sold,” Wei Aiguo said very seriously.
"Why?" Song Yan asked, then remembered that Mao Dahai was stealing and selling grain. If an investigation were to begin, all areas dealing with grain would be thoroughly investigated!
Song Yan immediately added, "We're not selling them anymore. What about the bean sprouts...?"
“It’s better to be cautious. This way, he can focus entirely on his studies, isn’t that great?” Wei Aiguo said. “I’ll also talk to Xiaohu and make sure he doesn’t touch it at all.”
What Wei Aiguo didn't say was that he needed to find a way to get Sixth Brother away. Only if Sixth Brother was free would Xiao Hu be absolutely safe.
…
The educated youth were all studying, and time was quite tight. But Song Yan and Jiang Xiaoxiao still insisted on teaching the students.
Studying hard can get you into university. These children now have a learning goal and are studying even harder than before. Their families are also encouraging them.
"...Your teachers, Jiang and Song, didn't study first, but still insisted on teaching you. You must study hard!"
"...After the educated youth left, there was no one to teach you. If you study hard, we'll send you to the commune; if you don't study hard, you'll come home to work..."
Song Yan taught the children a saying: Knowledge changes destiny.
Ji Chunyang repeated one sentence to himself countless times.
…
Time flies when you're studying hard. There are only two days left until the exam. Song Yan told Wei Aiguo to go home two days early. But Wei Aiguo didn't return even after dark.
Song Yan felt a little flustered.
"Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"
When Song Yan went out, he saw that it was Wu Dayong who had arrived.
"Patriotic wife, Patriot just called and said there's an urgent mission at the arsenal, and no one can leave. He can't come back."
Song Yan: "We can't come back! What about the exams?"
Wu Dayong didn't know how to answer, but he knew these educated youths were studying like their lives depended on it. "I... I'll go back first."
Jiang Xiaoxiao heard it too. She was worried when she saw Song Yan's expression, but she didn't know how to comfort her.
Song Yan returned to his room without saying a word.
Now she is particularly wary of the words "arsenal".
The arsenal has a mission? That means they need frontline workers, technicians, or leaders. Wei Aiguo isn't even a cook; does that mean he's too busy with missions to come back?
Thinking of He Zhiqing's fountain pen, Song Yan felt uneasy. Was it related to this matter?
…
Wei Aiguo came up with countless excuses to explain why he failed the exam. But he never expected things to happen so suddenly.
Mao Yiheng, who was still in prison, and several others who had been sentenced, such as Mao Libin, were interrogated.
They couldn't withstand interrogation and confessed everything. They did help Mao Dahai transport grain, and more than once.
Mao Dahai would always give them a share of the money. That's why they listened to Mao Dahai so much.
Mao was very stubborn, but so many people admitted to transporting the grain. He couldn't deny it anymore, so he said he really didn't know anything.
Mao Yiheng felt that since his son was dead, there was no way to verify the story.
When the professionals interrogated him, he couldn't hold back and eventually confessed what he knew.
Yang Jiang wasn't the only one involved in grain reselling at the arsenal. Mao Dahai said there was another person following him, and it seemed Yang Jiang had to listen to him.
Mao Yiheng had personally witnessed Yang Jiang come to collect the grain, but he had not seen the other one.
He Zhiqing was a very intelligent person. That autumn, the brigade accountant fell ill, and she and a young man from the Mao family helped record the data of the grain entering the warehouse.
After deducting the grain that was handed over to the state, the rest was distributed among the people of the production brigade.
When it came time to distribute the grain, He Zhiqing discovered that the amount of grain was incorrect.
She started by secretly looking through the grain storage records behind her back. She even checked the previous records.
Mao Yiheng heard from his son that it was Mao Libin who discovered that He Zhiqing was looking through the records.
He Zhiqing discovered that the records of the quantity of goods entering the warehouse that she had recorded were now in the handwriting of the person who had recorded them with her.
She did most of the work recording the grain entering the warehouse. But in the end, she realized that her own records only accounted for a small portion. The rest were mostly other people's notes.
Their method was simple: they altered the amount of grain stored in the warehouse. They would write 700 jin when it was actually 800 jin. They could then sell the extra 100 jin privately.
He Zhiqing herself couldn't remember exactly how much grain was put into storage each day, but she remembered the total amount.
Mao Yiheng didn't know what else happened during that time; he only heard from his son that He Zhiqing couldn't stay, because she had found out too much...
Later, He Zhiqing drowned...
Wei Aiguo kept a close eye on Yang Jiang, as his superiors had not yet issued orders to arrest him. However, unexpectedly, Yang Jiang was suddenly poisoned to death.
After this incident, everyone at the arsenal must be investigated.
Wei Aiguo missed the exam as a result.
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