Chapter 048 Receive a Surprise
The pharmaceutical factory has been very busy recently. Why? It’s October now and the pharmaceutical factory is celebrating National Day.
The pharmaceutical factory even opened its auditorium and invited everyone in the factory to watch the show and even movies in the evening.
When Wen Jiajia arrived at the office this morning, Shayue pulled her aside and said, "Jiajia, it's such a pity that you didn't stay to watch last night. Our factory showed a new movie last night."
"What movie?" she asked curiously.
"I heard that 'The Sunshine' was only released this year and it's not even in theaters yet!" Sha Yue said with emotion, "I dreamed about this movie last night."
Wen Jiajia took the backpack off her back and stuffed it into the cabinet on her desk: "So did you sleep at your mother's house last night?"
Sha Yue nodded: "There is a movie tonight, and I heard it is a rare translated film. Do you want to stay and watch it?"
When she heard that it was a translation and production job, Wen Jiajia became a little curious.
Translated films are foreign films and imported films.
In this era, it is very difficult to see domestically translated films, and most of the films that can be imported are from friendly countries.
Sha Yue said, "Have you heard of 'Never Give Up'? This movie is said to be very good. It was released two or three years ago. It's a pity that the cinemas here have never shown it."
Wen Jiajia shook her head: "I haven't heard of it."
Not even in the original owner's memory.
"It's an Albanian movie. Do you want to stay and watch it tonight?" Sha Yue asked. "Then find someone to stay with us in the dormitory. We are from our own factory, so it's okay for us to stay for one night."
Wen Jiajia was somewhat tempted, but ultimately refused: "Forget it, my two children are attending a labor class today, and the weather is so hot, I have to go home to see if they have heat stroke."
Actually, I don’t want to live in the dormitory.
The bed in the dormitory is too small, and two people have to sleep on it. Wen Jiajia simply can't get used to it.
Besides, she has to take a bath at night.
Sha Yue sighed: "Having a child is also quite troublesome."
Wen Jiajia nodded and said, "Is that so?"
While the two were talking, Qiao He walked in, knocked on Wen Jiajia's desk, and said with a complicated look, "Comrade Wen, Director Xue is calling you."
Wen Jiajia was surprised: "Okay."
She didn't ask any more questions and hurried to Director Xue's office.
"Director." Wen Jiajia walked in.
Director Xue had a faint smile on his face and pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down."
Then he poured her a cup of tea.
I have to say, Wen Jiajia was quite frightened.
After all, in her eyes, Director Xue was always a serious iron lady. She was in absolute control of the office, and you might not see her smile once a month.
When this happened suddenly today, Wen Jiajia felt not happy but surprised.
Is there something extremely difficult for her to do?
However, the reality was beyond her expectation. Director Xue took out an envelope and pushed it to her: "Look, this was just sent today."
Wen Jiajia looked puzzled and picked up the envelope. The address on the envelope read "No. 61, Ande Road, Capital City".
She still didn't understand what she saw until she saw that the sender was Workers' Daily.
Then, I don't know what he thought of. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was delighted: "The manuscript I sent last month was accepted?"
Director Xue said with a smile: "I didn't open it, you can open it and take a look yourself."
But since the letters have arrived, they must have been accepted.
Wen Jiajia obviously thought so too. She opened the envelope without hiding the smile on her face and then unfolded the letter paper.
Sure enough! Her manuscript was accepted, and the newspaper staff praised her choice of topic and content, saying that few people could write about the development of drugs so clearly and combine it with social development.
Wen Jiajia said happily, "Director, I really accepted you, and they said it will be published in the newspaper on the 3rd."
Director Xue clapped his hands and said, "That's tomorrow!"
With a smile in her eyes, she added, "This is the first time that someone in our factory has had an article published in the Workers' Daily. Those famous writers in the Propaganda Department could only get their articles published in a provincial newspaper at best."
The Propaganda Department has been very powerful in recent years, and Director Xue, a practical person, looks down on those people who can only flatter and praise others. In addition, she has some conflicts with the leaders there, which makes her dislike those people even more.
Now, the first thing a worker who had not been employed in her workshop for long published was the Workers' Daily, which made those people look like garbage. For a moment, her face was full of smiles, and she couldn't suppress the smile.
Laughing, she was terrified again: "Fortunately you didn't listen to me and insisted on sending it to the Workers' Daily."
At that time, she was thinking of sending it to the provincial newspaper first, so that it would be easier to be hired and she could also catch up with the National Day.
However, Wen Jiajia decided to send the Workers' Daily first, and planned to send it to the Provincial Newspaper if the Workers' Daily was not recorded.
Although this article did not appear in the newspapers on National Day, it is also good to appear on the 3rd.
Wen Jiajia finished reading the letter, put it back into the envelope and said, "Thanks to your guidance, Director. Otherwise, I would not have dared to send it."
"Oh, you are too modest. I will just change a few words, but the content is all yours. Go back now." Director Xue said, "When the new newspaper arrives tomorrow, I will have someone post it at the entrance of our factory, the entrance of the cafeteria, and the entrance of the publicity department for you."
So that people in the factory know that only by going deep into the front line can they write good articles.
Wen Jiajia didn't care that Director Xue was using her to provoke the Propaganda Department. She didn't think much of the Propaganda Department either. The people who got things done could be counted on one hand. She said "Ah", left happily, and returned to the office with the envelope.
In the office, Li Haijun asked Qiao He: "What does the director want to see Wen Jia about?"
Qiao He said angrily: "How should I know? I was just passing by and was caught and said something."
Li Haijun felt a little disappointed.
His uncle said that Director Xue was probably going to be promoted.
Director Xue has a good background. She was born into a poor peasant family and served in the army. If she had not been able to join the first two batches of the pharmaceutical factory in time because she had to take care of her elderly parents and search for her children who were lost in the war, she would have climbed to a senior position long ago.
Now, Workshop 6 has achieved successive victories under her leadership. Other workshops may still have to rely on the people in the research department for their livelihood, but Workshop 6 does not need that. The top products are all developed by the front-line workers themselves, which is a real achievement.
Director Xue has always valued Wen Jiajia, and he is worried that Wen Jiajia will be promoted to a higher position.
As he was thinking about it, Wen Jiajia ran in like a gust of wind.
Sha Yue has always been keen on gossip, but she also knew that the atmosphere in the office had been a bit tense recently, so she didn't ask Wen Jiajia what happened on the spot.
Who knew that Li Haijun actually asked? Wen Jiajia blinked and said without hesitation, "Oh, nothing. The manuscript I sent to the newspaper last month was accepted. The letter was sent to Director Xue's office, and Director Xue asked me to pick it up."
Li Haijun asked hurriedly, "The one you sent to the Workers' Daily?"
Wen Jiajia looked at him in surprise and asked, "How do you know?" At that time, she felt that the possibility of being admitted was slim, so she did not mention it.
Li Haijun was stunned for a moment: "I saw it by accident."
Having said that, he turned around and said nothing more. Not long after, he left the office again, and no one knew where he was going.
Wen Jiajia fell into deep thought.
It was true that the manuscript was to be submitted to the Workers' Daily, but she had never said it, nor had she hinted at it, and she had not even told Sha Yue and Director Xue.
It was not until the last minute, after the manuscript was finished, put into an envelope, and even the stamp was affixed to prepare for mailing, that I wrote the address of the Workers' Daily on the envelope.
After finishing writing, she handed it to Director Xue, who then learned that her manuscript was sent to the Workers' Daily.
How did Li Haijun know this? Wen Jiajia reviewed the entire process and thought that he must have known this when Director Xue sent the letter.
Wen Jiajia thought that she would have to be more careful in the future.
Afternoon.
The leaves of the ginkgo tree gradually turn yellow in the autumn wind, making them even more eye-catching.
Shayue left after lunch, saying that her sister-in-law was giving birth in the hospital and she had to go and see her.
Li Haijun was still not in the office, but Qiao He was already there when Wen Jiajia returned to the office.
"Hey, Comrade Qiao, you didn't go back to the dormitory today."
Wen Jiajia put the lunch box in her hand on the table and moved the flower pot from outside the window in.
She has been growing aloe recently, and she doesn't believe that such a plant with extremely strong vitality could be killed by her.
"I have work today," said George.
Wen Jiajia took a look and saw that his desk was full of information, which looked like they had just been borrowed from the library.
Qiao He looked out the window, hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want to send anything in the future, you should do it yourself... Li Haijun's aunt works in the mailroom."
Wen Jiajia paused, put the flower pot in the corner of the desk, and thought for a moment: "Is it the tall woman who often sits by the door reading newspapers and has a big mole on her left eyebrow?"
The mailroom is right at the entrance of the pharmaceutical factory. Wen Jiajia passes by there every day on her way to and from get off work. After a while, she even recognized the people inside.
Qiao He nodded: "Yes, she is the daughter-in-law of his uncle who is a leader."
Then I figured it out, Wen Jiajia thought.
The mailroom is responsible for the receipt and delivery of letters in the factory. Some letters need to be checked by them before they can be received or sent.
Therefore, the fact that Wen Jiajia sent the letter could not be hidden from the mailroom, and Li Haijun would naturally know about it.
Qiao He was silent for a moment, and then continued, "Something happened in the mailroom before. Someone's manuscript was peeped at, and the person who peeped at it delayed the manuscript for a day, and then the imitation was sent out first."
"Of course, this is only the words of the person being spied on," he added.
"What!" Wen Jiajia was shocked: "There has been such a thing! What happened next?"
Qiao He: "It's still an unsolved case. The manuscripts are similar but not exactly the same. The two have been arguing for months and still can't figure it out. Both claim that they wrote it first."
"The mailroom is responsible for this."
"Yes. But the mailroom couldn't explain it clearly, and they didn't take direct action. The leaders above just criticized the people in the mailroom and that was it."
For matters like this, it is useless to just check for a few days. There is no way to find out the truth unless the Security Department conducts a thorough investigation.
But can it really be thoroughly investigated? Anyway, the meat is rotten in the pot. No matter who wrote the manuscript, it is ultimately the manuscript of the factory. How thoroughly can the pharmaceutical factory investigate?
Wen Jiajia gasped.
She originally thought she was careful enough, but she didn't expect there would be such a big mistake in an invisible place.
"Can we send it ourselves?" she asked again.
Qiao He: "Sure, sure. But you have to pay for it yourself, so if there is no important manuscript, we basically let the mailroom help send the mail."
Wen Jiajia made up her mind that from now on, no matter what manuscripts she submitted, she would have to send them herself.
She thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, Comrade Qiao. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known about this."
Qiao He said, "It's okay. Anyway, we are the only two who got into our office based on our own abilities. As for the other two, the articles they wrote are not even good enough to be posted on the pharmaceutical company's publicity column. There's no point in saying anything."
“…”
Qiao He's mouth is really a powerful weapon to offend people. No wonder his popularity in the workshop is worse than Li Haijun's.
evening.
As the sun sets, many people in the factory gather in the square, preparing to watch a movie.
Wen Jiajia stopped to take a look when she passed by and then left. There were so many people that they were like sardines in a can. The scene could be said to be a deserted street.
No wonder Sha Yuening would rather stay at her parents' house at night and watch movies in the factory.
Passing by the state-owned hotel, Wen Jiajia took some braised beef home.
After she became familiar with the chefs and waiters in the state-owned hotels, she was often able to buy things from them that were easily sold out.
When I got home, Wen Chun and Wen Xuan had already returned.
Wei Dai was also at home. Seeing that Wen Chun and Wen Xuan's hair was half wet, he knew that he must have washed their hair.
Wen Jiajia leaned in closer to smell it and indeed, it smelled like soap.
"You came back pretty early today." Wen Jiajia put down her backpack and lunch box and asked, "When did you wash their hair?"
Wei Dai: "I just came back and when I was washing their hair, the sun was still half up."
Wen Jiajia asked the two children to stay in the yard: "Don't come in. It's windy outside. It's easier to dry your hair when the wind blows."
Then he asked Wei Dai, "Are you tired enough after coming back?"
Wei Dai laughed and said, "I didn't have the energy I used to have. I almost fell asleep on the sofa."
Wen Jiajia: "No injuries?"
"No, I didn't get hurt wearing long sleeves. I just got bit by mosquitoes a few times, and Chun'er has bumps all over his neck."
Wen Jiajia felt distressed and said, "Then let's give the two sisters a bath with mugwort water later."
We had braised beef in the evening.
A plate of vegetables, more than a pound of braised beef, and a bowl of tofu soup. The two children enjoyed the meal even more than when they had hosted a party to celebrate the move.
He looked as if he hadn't eaten for two or three days.
"How can you be this hungry?" Wen Jiajia tied up Wen Chun's hair. Her hair was a little long, so the food could always fit into her mouth.
Wen Chun nodded vigorously, still chewing. When he finished, he patted his stomach and said, "I'm so hungry that my stomach is growling louder than the croaking of frogs."
Wen Jiajia: "That's good. He's not picky about food anymore because he's so hungry. It seems like he'll have to work harder in the future."
During this period, the two children did not like to eat green leafy vegetables. They would only eat them if they were put into their bowls, and they would eat them "reluctantly".
Now, he eats vegetables one mouthful after another, even the soup.
After dinner, Wen Jiajia went to the utility room to get some mugwort leaves.
The family didn't bring many kinds of herbs back then, and most of the herbs in the utility room now are picked by Wen Jiajia in the nearby mountains every weekend.
At this time, herbs are everywhere and there are so many of them that the villagers won’t say anything if you pick some.
After all, even if they are not picked, they will wither if left there by the autumn wind or the cold wind. It is better to pick them for the soldiers' families.
Wen Jiajia collected many common herbs and even asked Wei Dai to make a small medicine cabinet for her.
The medicine cabinet has a total of 36 slots, 12 of which are currently in use.
Wen Jiajia opened the second compartment in the third row and took out the dried mugwort leaves.
She grabbed a handful and put it in the pot to cook.
After the water changes color after boiling, pour it into a wooden barrel, then add cold water. When the water temperature is suitable, strip the two children naked and put them in the barrel.
"The water smells stinky." Wen Xuan said as he patted the water surface.
Wen Chun said, "It smells really good."
Wen Jiajia also thought it smelled good, she really liked the smell of mugwort.
The two children were really dirty. Wen Jiajia rubbed them vigorously a few times and a black streak of dirt came off, like a black nematode.
"Look how dirty you are." Wen Jiajia showed them the mud ditch on purpose. At this moment, the door of the bathroom was open and it was not completely dark outside yet.
Wen Chun laughed: "The teacher praised us, saying that we smell good every day and are not dirty."
Wen Xuan also said: "The teacher likes to hug me and says I smell good."
Wen Jiajia pinched their cheeks and said, "Whose credit is that? It's your aunt and me. You didn't take a bath every day when I asked you to. The teacher would hug you only after you took a bath. Otherwise, you would stink. Who would want to hug you?"
In fact, there are really no dirty children in the army because there are bathhouses in the family areas.
Where is the bathhouse? It's next to the family building.
Wen Jiajia had been there before. The place was over 200 square meters and was divided into two rooms for men and women.
There is a cement floor inside and densely packed showerheads on the walls. Water sprays out as soon as the switch is turned on. There are basically no drawbacks except that the water temperature is fixed and cannot be adjusted.
Parents usually take off their children's clothes and let them wash in the washing machine. They can play while washing. It is certain that the clothes will not be washed clean, but they will not be dirty after being rinsed by water.
As for Wen Chun and Wen Xuan, because it was too far away, Wen Jiajia had never taken them there. When the weather was hot, she had to wash them carefully with soap almost every day. If she wasn't afraid of causing skin problems from washing too much, she would have let the two children bathe in winter as well.
This way, your body will smell good, right?
"Okay, get up!"
Wen Jiajia touched the hands of the two people and looked carefully. After a summer, the color of their arms had become layered, which shows how sunburnt this summer was.
The two children were dried, packed and sent to their room, and they could dress themselves.
Wen Jiajia also took a bath with mugwort water. Just after she finished her bath and came out with the bucket, there was a knock on the door.
"Is Jiajia home?" someone called.
Wen Jiajia couldn't tell whose voice it was, so she quickly said, "I'm here, I'm here."
She put down the barrel in her hand and ran to open the door. To her surprise, the person at the door was Jiang Baiying, one of the managers of the family area, who lived on the far left side of Beishan, quite close to her home.
"Sister Bai Ying." Wen Jiajia was surprised. "Come in and sit down. What can I do for you?"
Jiang Baiying held a notebook in her left hand and a pen in her right hand: "No need to sit down. I heard from Sister Bao that you want to order milk?"
Wen Jiajia was delighted: "Yes, we will order it. Is the farm ready? Have the cows been delivered?"
Jiang Baiying smiled and said, "They were delivered early this morning, eight in total. This is only the first batch, there will be more later. How many do you want to order?"
Wen Jiajia: "Order 3."
Jiang Baiying paused as she wrote: "Three servings, one serving is half a liter."
Wen Jiajia didn't expect one portion to be so much, so she changed her mind and said, "Then let's have two portions."
"You only have two girls in your family. Do you want two? Actually, one is enough. Many families only order one. Those with five or six children all order one."
Wen Jiajia smiled and said, "It's okay. The two sisters love to drink milk."
"Okay, then I'll make two copies for your family." Jiang Baiying stopped persuading her. After all, it wasn't her money that was being spent.
Wen Jiajia sent the person away, closed the door and went back to the house.
Wei Dai was cleaning the kitchen. He heard what the two were saying and asked Wen Jiajia, "Why don't you order one portion of milk and one portion of goat's milk?"
Wen Jiajia: "No, I don't like the taste of goat milk."
She added, "I didn't expect a portion to be so large. We'll each have half a portion, and you're not allowed to push it."
Wei Dai felt awkward because he was a tough guy who wouldn't even eat candy.
Wen Jiajia rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm doing this for your own good. You train so hard every day, you still need to make up for it."
Don't wait until she's old and looks like her dad.
Wei Dai: "Okay, drink, I will definitely drink."
He surrendered and said that if he didn't drink, his wife would nag him until he went to bed at night.
night.
The evening breeze made people feel numb. Wen Jiajia was sitting under the eaves, making her osmanthus sauce.
"There are too many osmanthus flowers, and we don't have enough white sugar." Wen Jiajia frowned.
In front of her was a small stove, on top of which was a stone pot in which sugar water was boiling.
Wei Dai took out a can of rock sugar and asked, "How about putting some rock sugar in it and trying it?"
Wen Jiajia blinked: "Is it okay?"
Wei Dai opened the wooden lid of the rock sugar jar: "It's all sugar anyway, I think it's okay."
Wen Jiajia quickly stopped him: "If you think it's okay, then it's definitely not okay."
Although she also thinks it's okay.
But, just like when she grows flowers, Wei Dai's hands are particularly smelly when she does these things.
Some time ago, the cowpeas grew a lot, and since they were getting old, I asked Wei Dai to pick them and pickle them.
Who knew that the cowpeas he pickled were salty and sour with a special bitter taste? Wen Jiajia almost thought she was poisoned after taking a bite.
There is also the Li Gan. It has the same bitter taste. It is obviously made in the same way as Wen Jiajia, but he can make it taste bitter.
Wei Dai was also quite unconfident and retracted his hand: "Then boil some first and save the rest for tomorrow when we buy sugar."
Wen Jiajia nodded.
The sugar water in the stone pot was bubbling, but it was not time yet. The big bubbles had to turn into small bubbles.
As soon as densely packed small bubbles appeared, Wen Jiajia poured osmanthus flowers into them.
The golden osmanthus flowers immediately make this pot of syrup particularly tempting. When the aroma becomes so strong that it can be smelled throughout the house, you can move the stone pot to the side and serve it after it cools down.
Wen Jiajia sighed in her heart, it was a pity that there was no honey and no lemon, otherwise it would have tasted better.
"Do you want to try it?" Wen Jiajia asked Wei Dai.
Wei Dai shook his head: "I've finished brushing my teeth. I'll save it for tomorrow."
Wen Jiajia took the stone pot to the kitchen cabinet and washed her hands: "Then let's go to bed."
Not long after I returned to the room, it started to drizzle outside.
The window was open, and Wen Jiajia was afraid that rain would come in and wet the desk, so she got up and put the things on the desk into the drawer.
"Don't close the window?" Wei Dai asked.
Wen Jiajia climbed onto the bed: "It's hot, why close the window?"
Wei Dai reached out and touched her neck, where she was already sweating. He wiped her neck with a handkerchief and said, "It's okay. The temperature will be more comfortable tomorrow after the rain."
Wen Jiajia suddenly said, "It's so unfortunate that the rain came. We have an event in the factory today. I think you're still watching a movie now. You watched it until ten o'clock last night."
Wei Dai: "Your studio is really rich and powerful. You can even show movies for two consecutive days."
"That's nothing. I heard that some factories even have a special projection team that shows movies every now and then."
As Wen Jiajia spoke, she felt a little nostalgic about her past life.
Wei Dai turned over: "I heard that the TV..."
Wen Jiajia covered his mouth and said, "Don't listen to it. We don't buy this."
Just like he had always dreamed of living in a building, ever since he knew that department stores sold televisions, he also wanted to have a television.
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