Chapter 89 Return to Medical Glass
As the saying goes, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
Wen Jiajia had a hard time adapting to the new environment on her first day back at work. Just getting up early was almost killing her.
She hasn't gotten up early for more than half a year. She feels so comfortable sleeping until she wakes up naturally every day that she has long forgotten how difficult and painful it is to get up early.
Just like waking up early for college students, the first thing that most people feel uncomfortable with after returning to school after the holidays is waking up early.
What's more, Wen Jiajia has a long commute and has to get up at six o'clock every day.
That day, Wen Jiajia was called by Wei Dai three times before she finally climbed out of bed with great difficulty. At this moment, Wen Xiaomei in the crib next to her had not woken up yet, and was sleeping soundly with her hands curled into fists.
My cousin was up, as she usually gets up so early, sometimes as early as five o'clock, and then she would run around the lake before going home to make breakfast.
Wen Jiajia really admired her. She didn't know if she would still have such abundant energy when she reached her aunt's age.
I had shrimp cakes this morning.
The weather has been hot recently, and the shrimps in the lake have started to emerge. You can catch half a basket of shrimps just by casting a basket.
River shrimps are delicious, and they are even more delicious when stir-fried with leeks. Wen Jiajia loved this dish at this time last year.
But Zhong Huisheng likes to use river shrimp to make shrimp cakes. The method is simple. Add eggs and water to flour to make a batter. After seasoning, add some wild onions picked from the yard. After mixing evenly, scoop it into a frying pan and fry it. Put some river shrimp in every spoonful. Fry it until it is golden and crispy. When the river shrimp is crispy, the fragrance can no longer be hidden.
Not to mention Wen Chun and Wen Xuan, adults like Wen Jiajia and Wei Dai all like it very much. If she wasn't afraid of being too hot, she could eat more than ten shrimp cakes in one breath.
After breakfast, Wen Jiajia rode her bike into the city.
Zhong Huisheng was also traveling with them. Wei Dai was at home this morning, so Wen Jiajia thought of going to the city with her cousin so that she could stroll around the city and have some fun, and then take the bus home in the afternoon.
Because a large number of people have gathered near the city in recent years, and the city is expanding, there are now three buses passing by the troops every day: one in the morning, one after noon, and another in the evening, which greatly facilitates people running back and forth between the city and the suburbs.
I kept hearing Jia Jia introducing her along the way. Although Wei Dai introduced her when he picked up my aunt, that was a long time ago. During that time, my aunt rarely left the army and I'm afraid she has forgotten about her.
In fact, Wen Jiajia was also quite surprised when it came out this time.
The main thing is that the construction site outside the city has changed a lot. The site, which had just laid the foundation and built the first floor, is now almost completed.
"Aunt, you can go there more often in the future." Wen Jiajia pointed to a red building in the distance and said, "That's the Workers' Cultural Palace. It's already been built, so I think it's close to the gate."
Zhong Huisheng nodded: "I love coming to this place."
Then the two of them went into the city. Wen Jiajia stopped at a department store to let Zhong Huisheng get off the car. She wanted to buy some things to send home.
Wen Jiajia didn't go with them. It was almost 8 o'clock and she was worried about being late.
Before leaving, tell your aunt the route in detail.
Zhong Huisheng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, go to work. If I don't know the way, I can ask someone."
Wen Jiajia nodded. She was not too worried. After all, her aunt had seen a large gallbladder and it was also very big. So she rode her bike to the hospital.
When Wen Jiajia returned to the hospital, she felt as if she was in another world. Suddenly, even the security guard looked friendly to her.
"Hey! Comrade Wen is back?" someone said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. You have changed a lot."
Wen Jiajia couldn't believe it: "What's the big change?" She has been losing a lot of weight in the past two months. She can't say she has returned to her pre-pregnancy weight, but she is definitely just over 100 pounds.
She doesn't want to lose any more weight. People still need to have some flesh on their bodies to keep warm and withstand falls.
Then there is the hairline and hair volume. The hair loss is indeed severe, but the original owner had thick hair. After Wen Jiajia adjusted her sleep pattern, she lost less hair. Overall, there is not much difference from before.
"Haha, it looks a lot more unfamiliar." The man laughed and rode away.
Wen Jiajia was silent for a moment, and continued to walk towards the office building. Halfway through, she ran into Fang Hongjun again, and stopped to say hello.
Fang Hongjun's career was going smoothly, and he was now the deputy director of the Security Department. He said to Wen Jiajia, "I'm getting married next month. When I come back from my hometown, Jiajia, you and Wei Dai can come to the wedding for a drink."
Wen Jiajia said as soon as she heard it: "Congratulations! Your marriage will make your aunt feel relieved."
"Yes. My mother kept complaining about me when I went home last year...she said that you and Wei Dai both had children, and I was the same as Gu Yan, and then she pushed me to go on a blind date." When he mentioned this, his face was full of smiles, and it was obvious that he met his fiancée on a blind date.
Wen Jiajia understood immediately. His fiancée was from his hometown, so it was no wonder that he had to wait until he came back from his hometown before inviting them to a wedding drink. He guessed that the wedding banquet would be held in his hometown.
So I asked curiously, "Whose girl is she?"
"By the way, you also know that person." His face suddenly turned red, and the red blush reflected on his yellowish and rough face was really eye-catching.
Wen Jiajia was silent for a moment, then continued to ask, "Are we from Fuyang?"
"Yes! My sister said she is quite familiar with you."
Wen Jiajia was surprised: "It can't be Fang Mingyan."
She thought about it and shook her head again. If it was really this girl, she would definitely write a letter to tell her.
Fang Hongjun was silent, and said helplessly: "Fang Mingyan is my cousin from two rooms away."
Then he added: "Mingyan is a sharp-tongued girl. Whenever I see her, we always quarrel. When we were kids, we fought every now and then. Even if it's nothing to do with each other, I still look down on her, and she looks down on me even more."
Wen Jiajia was embarrassed and could only laugh dryly. She almost forgot about it.
"It was an educated youth." Without waiting for Wen Jiajia to ask again, he smiled and said, "Do you remember Chen Qianyue? I met two people during the Chinese New Year, and one of them was her."
Wen Jiajia suddenly realized: "It's her."
Then he nodded: "I remember, she is a good girl. Apart from Chen Ai, I am more familiar with her in the Youth House."
The main thing is that the first money she earned came from Chen Qianyue, how could she not remember it.
Fang Hongjun: "Yes, she mentioned you when we were chatting."
Wen Jiajia said happily: "That's great, after you get married, she will come here with you, and we can still talk."
"That's what she said."
After not chatting for too long, Wen Jiajia said goodbye to Fang Hongjun and came to the office building.
I parked my bike in the carport downstairs and went upstairs, thinking about Chen Qianyue all the way.
It is 1976 now, and it will be a few years before the educated youth return to the city. She doesn't know... She shook her head again, thinking too much. Fang Hongjun is also working in the city now. According to his position, even if he can't get the first batch, he can still get a house in the second batch.
Besides, the large-scale return of educated youth to the city happened after the 1980s. If Chen Qianyue had failed the college entrance examination, she would still have to stay in the countryside to work.
So if I think about it carefully, even if the college entrance examination is resumed next year or the educated youth return to the city a few years later, it will not affect the relationship between the two.
Wen Jiajia appeared in the office and received great attention.
Director Gao especially made Wen Jiajia feel a little bit nervous. She even held her hand and kept saying "I'm glad you're back."
"You must have missed me so much." Wen Jiajia couldn't help but ask, "Did I take too long of a leave?"
Director Gao said hurriedly, "Look at how many times I've urged you in the past few months, and you should know how much I miss you. According to me, you should have come to work after you finish your confinement in February. If you delay until the middle of May, it will be summer soon!"
Looking at her face, you can tell how haggard she looks. It would be difficult for Jia Jia, a capable general, to have such a hard-working job.
To be honest, it's not impossible to find someone who can replace Wen Jiajia. Even if one person is not good enough, the combined abilities of two or three people can always catch up with Wen Jiajia.
But Wen Jiajia gives people a good feeling. Sometimes, Wen Jiajia can think of things that she hasn't thought of, and she is very tight-lipped. There is no need to explain things that she doesn't want to reveal, Wen Jiajia won't tell them.
It can be seen that colleagues also need to have a connection with each other. Without Wen Jiajia, I always feel like an arm is missing.
Director Gao observed Wen Jiajia carefully again. His face became rounder, so he smiled and said, "You have recovered well in the past few months, right?"
Wen Jiajia smiled and nodded: "The elders in the family came to help, they are indeed well-educated."
Director Gao said with relief: "That's good. This way, I can devote myself to my work from now on."
Wen Jiajia's smile froze, and she suddenly had a bad feeling: "Uh, Director, is there anything we need to do in our factory recently?"
"Well, don't you know that our factory is busy every day and every month?" Director Gao sat down and said. Wen Jiajia was relieved, and she said, "But it will be even busier recently. There is an exhibition in the capital, and our medical glass is also participating. In addition, there are a few more orders. In the next few days, we will be very busy."
“…”
Wen Jiajia's smile became more and more stiff. She didn't expect to encounter such a thing as soon as she got to work.
Director Gao couldn't bear to see her idle, so he immediately assigned her several tasks.
Fortunately, Wen Jiajia was familiar with these tasks, so she would not be overwhelmed even if she started again.
Only after returning to the office did Wen Jiajia feel like she was back in her own territory.
"Hey, it's been tidied!" She touched the windows and tables and chairs, and there was not a speck of dust.
Moreover, there was no moldy smell in the room due to not being ventilated for a long time, and it smelled like the fresh fragrance of the plants and trees beside the building.
Several camphor trees have been transplanted next to the Little Red Building, and you can smell their scent when the wind blows upstairs.
There were also swallows perched on the windowsill. Wen Jiajia was so happy that she took out the biscuits from the bag, pinched some biscuits into crumbs and put them on the windowsill for the swallows to eat.
She likes fluffy animals and had previously asked Wei Dai to bring an injured retired dog from the team to raise, but the dog was taken away by someone else early and she has not met a retired dog until now.
If she can't raise a dog, she can raise a swallow. Swallows are pretty and lovable. They fly away after eating, and she doesn't need to clean up their excrement.
Wen Jiajia checked the cabinet and the table again. Both places were locked by her. She felt relieved when she saw no signs of prying. Then she took out the key to open them and began to organize the information.
After tidying up for a good minute, he suddenly paused.
Wait, what did Director Gao say just now? He asked where the exhibition would be held...the capital? Who in the factory will go to the capital then?
Wen Jiajia's breathing became rapid. She was willing to go to the capital!
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The working days are so fulfilling, and it seems like I have just been busy for a while. Then I look up and see the bright sunshine. The green leaves outside are almost reflecting the light. It turns out that it is almost 12 o'clock.
At noon, I had lunch with Shayue and others in a state-owned hotel.
"Do you miss your little sister when you are at work? I missed my child so much when I was at work that I almost cried." Shayue said.
Wen Jiajia was stunned, then shook her head: "I really haven't thought about it. I've been busy all morning, but now that you mentioned it, I do think about it a little."
Lin Yunfei said, "Your daughter is so lovable. Every time I see her, I can't help thinking about her for two or three days. I want to have a daughter in the future, who will be like me."
Hao Qingying smiled and said, "Then you have to find a man first. I don't know what the personality of the guy you dated a while ago is like, but he looks pretty good."
Lin Yunfei held her chopsticks and sighed, "That's right. But she looked down on me and didn't contact me later. How can I get in touch with her? Hey, is there no way to have a baby without a man in this world?"
Sha Yue almost spit out her food while laughing: "What are you talking about? How is this possible?"
Wen Jiajia thought in her heart: Don't be too serious, if she remembered correctly, test tube fertilization had been available in 1978, but it was not until 1989 that the first test tube baby was born in China.
As they were talking, the topic somehow strayed off to some unknown direction.
Lanlan put the last dish of hot and sour pork intestines on the table and said, "Eat quickly, how can you still have the energy to talk when there are so many dishes in front of you?"
Wen Jiajia smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I last tasted Master He's cooking. Now that I smell it, I feel like his cooking has improved a lot."
Lan Lan smiled and said, "To be honest, Master He has been thinking about making progress recently. You can come and eat during this time. He is trying out new dishes."
Wen Jiajia was surprised: "Is there any competition?"
Hao Qingying: "What kind of competition can there be? You don't know, is Wuyuanlou going to reopen? If it does, it has to recruit chefs. I guess Master He is busy with this."
Wen Jiajia took a piece of fat intestine with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, chewed and swallowed it: "I have been staying at home and have not been to the city for several months. How can I know? But what kind of building is Wuyuan Building? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Hao Qingying's ancestors were chefs for three generations, so she naturally knew: "Wuyuanlou was a restaurant before the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is said that it can be traced back to the time when there was an emperor. At that time, the court was still there and was powerful. The emperor came to Wuyuanlou when he went to the south of the Yangtze River and praised it as the best restaurant in the world. Later, the emperor died, the court was gone, and the new country was established, but the restaurant was still there. It was not until more than ten years ago that it closed down... I don't know why recently, but they said they are preparing to open a store again.
During the first few years when Wuyuanlou opened, the best chefs in Linhe were all there. My father could only work as an assistant chef there. All the chefs here yearn to work in Wuyuanlou."
Just like students yearn for college, chefs who graduate from there are reborn as if they have jumped over a dragon gate.
Wen Jiajia said: "No wonder, that place should be a pilgrimage place for chefs in our city. But it's a new winery now... Will the quality still be the same as before?"
After all, a good chef is the backbone of a restaurant. Without a master chef, no matter how famous the restaurant was in the past, it is now just a paper tiger with a name only.
Hao Qingying: "Wu Yuanlou would certainly not do such a stupid thing. They said they have recalled some of their former chefs, and even my dad has been approached. But my dad is already a famous chef at Linhe Hotel, so there is no way he would change jobs."
Then he whispered, "But my uncle is considering it. His cooking skills are better than my father's. He passed the second-level exam a few years ago and is currently taking the first-level exam. He said he would like to invite him to be the head chef."
Wen Jiajia was shocked. Nowadays, chefs are divided into five levels. Levels 5, 4, and 3 correspond to junior chefs, intermediate chefs, and senior chefs. The other level 2 is technicians, and as for level 1, it is already a grandmaster level person, the kind who can establish a school. They are either cultivating at home or preparing state banquets in the capital. It can be seen what level Hao Qingying's uncle, a level 2 chef, is at.
She couldn't help but look at Hao Qingying with envy. As the niece of a second-level chef, she must have eaten the dishes cooked by her uncle.
Lan Lan overheard this while she was cleaning the table nearby, and quickly asked, "Qingying, do you know when the restaurant will open?"
Sha Yue asked: "Why, do you want to go eat?"
Lan Lan puffed out her chest and said, "Of course not. The restaurant closed down not long after I was born. Who among us doesn't want to eat at Wuyuanlou?"
Then he asked Lin Yunfei: "Do you want to?"
"I've thought about it. I heard that the squirrel fish, the sauce recipe, and the fried eel paste and green snail shrimp there are all century-old signature dishes. But I don't have much money." Having said that, Lin Yunfei was not very interested. She was not as obsessed with food as Wen Jiajia.
Wen Jiajia was so tempted by the list of dishes she named that she ate bite after bite.
I consoled myself that although I didn’t get to try dishes like squirrel fish, Master He’s spicy and sour pork intestines were still very good.
Unfortunately, she is still breastfeeding and cannot eat too much of this kind of spicy and sour heavy-tasting food.
After dinner, I went back to the hospital with Lin Yunfei and asked her about the exhibition.
"Oh, this matter! It was just proposed last week. It has nothing to do with our department, so I don't know much about it. But it is indeed going to the capital. I heard that the factory director is personally in charge of this matter and will lead the team. I don't know if your department will follow the team."
She was actually very envious. After all, it was the capital. Who wouldn't want to go to the capital?
Let’s not talk about the issue of time. We don’t even know how much the fare from here to the capital is. But if we go with the team, the factory will reimburse the travel and food expenses. It’s basically a public-funded trip.
Lin Yunfei immediately said: "If you go to the capital, you must bring me a roast duck."
Wen Jiajia shrugged: "I'm not sure I will go."
"If you go, you have to bring it!"
Wen Jiajia quickly agreed, but when she returned to the office, she realized that it was such a hot day and she didn't have an ice pack, so how could she bring it?
Wen Jiajia was still sorting out data in the afternoon. Having been away from the factory for several months, she didn't know much about the situation in the factory, so she had to slowly understand it by sorting out the data.
She needs to know the production volume, shipment volume, R&D progress and other matters in the previous few months.
Mental work is also very physically demanding, not to mention that because the data was incomplete, she had to go to the workshop to get records, running up and down the stairs several times, and by the evening she was so hungry that she felt anxious.
After Wen Jiajia wrote down the last string of numbers, she quickly opened the drawer and took out a dry biscuit to eat.
Oh, I've been feeling hungry lately.
The sun sets and the swallows return to their nests.
Before returning to the nest, it flew to the windowsill to rest its legs for a while, making a series of chirping sounds.
Wen Jiajia sprinkled some more biscuit crumbs on them, leaned against the window and listened for a while, and then she felt a little relieved.
When it was time to get off work, she immediately closed the door and went downstairs.
I took back the books and exercise books I brought in the morning. I thought I still had time to review them, but I didn't expect that I couldn't find any time at all.
Thinking that her cousin was coming to the city today, Wen Jiajia did not stop to buy vegetables when passing by the vegetable market.
When passing by a supply and marketing cooperative, Wen Jiajia unexpectedly saw tofu, which was still steaming and freshly cooked. She immediately bought four pieces. My family likes tofu, whether it is fried or boiled.
I also saw some dried incense next to it, so I thought about it and bought four more pieces.
There are no meat coupons at home, but there are quite a lot of coupons for soy products.
Wen Jiajia was now able to ride freely, and after a fierce ride she returned home in less than half an hour.
Wei Dai took advantage of the sunset to play with his daughter in the yard, pointing at the flowers, plants and vegetables and teaching her to speak.
Wen Jiajia pressed the car bell "Ding Ling Ding Ling". The little girl turned her head and looked at her intently. Her mouth was distorted again. After a second or two, she suddenly burst into tears and opened her arms to ask Wen Jiajia to hug her.
Wen Jiajia was really at a loss for words. She had clearly heard the girl's laughter when she was outside the wall, but when she saw her, she looked so aggrieved, as if she had been away for three days and three nights.
"Okay, okay! I'll hug you after I wash my hands."
Wen Jiajia had no choice but to stop the car and wash her hands, and wipe her face at the same time. The road was dusty, and coupled with the hot weather and sweat, her face might be dirtier than her hands.
Not only that, she even took off her coat before hugging the fat girl.
Wen Xiaomei is five months old. She feels too heavy to be held in the arms of Wen Jiajia for long. But now she likes to be held outside to play, and she is always moving her hands and feet around.
Wen Jiajia took her over, and she hugged Wen Jiajia's neck tightly with her two fat arms, buried her face in Wen Jiajia's neck, and cried loudly.
Wei Dai patted her butt and said, "Bad little sister, you don't need your daddy anymore when your mommy comes."
Wen Xiaomei just raised her butt higher in response to him. Wen Jiajia was speechless. He coaxed and kissed the girl, and finally coaxed her into submission.
Perhaps because she was sure that her mother would not leave, Comrade Wen Xiaomei returned to her father's arms.
There was no other way. Mom could never hold her for long. She had to put her on the bed or sit with her in her arms after a while. Only Dad could hold her in his arms and walk around the yard.
Children who can recognize people are very smart and they remember clearly who can take them out to play.
My cousin is cooking in the kitchen. She bought some meat dishes today and is now making stir-fried meat with wild rice stems.
Seeing Wen Jiajia's tofu, he said, "Pickle the tofu with salt and eat it tomorrow. It will be cool in the evening, so it won't go bad."
The two sisters are doing their homework in the house.
They now have homework to do every day. Sometimes it is assigned by the teacher, but more often the teacher does not assign homework.
After all, they are first graders, and teachers tend to give them a happy childhood.
However, Wen Jiajia appeared mercilessly at this time. She would give the two sisters a book of exercises every once in a while, and required them to write a page every day even if they had no homework.
Oh, last year was a page.
They are already in the second half of the first grade and now have to write two pages every day.
One page of math problems, one page of calligraphy practice.
Wen Jiajia even found some calligraphy copies for them to practice on, as she firmly believes that calligraphy must be practiced from an early age.
I went over to take a look and saw that both of them were practicing calligraphy.
After looking at it for a while, he gave the two some pointers: "You need to write more heavily here. Look, your writing of the word '日' is not good enough."
Then I sat aside and accompanied them until they finished writing this page before going out for dinner.
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