Chapter 45 Chapter 45 No one else is willing to help us, thank you...
As Qin Zhanwu said, no one asked about Wang Tieshu. It was as if Su Yan had never been to the Public Security Bureau and that incident never existed.
As soon as the political and legal reviewers left that morning, Sister Wang from the union called and asked Su Yan to come over to the union to sign and collect her belongings. Unions back then were different from modern unions. Most unions at work are now part-time, so the unions here hold far more sway. As Su Yan entered, she saw a pair of peony thermoses and a pair of red enamel basins with peony patterns placed on the table.
Everyone in the union congratulated Su Yan on her marriage. Some asked when and where the wedding would be held, while others said they would definitely come to help.
Sister Wang called Su Yan over and pointed at something on the table. "Look, these are things the union distributed. The factory budget is low this year, so don't think it's too little. In previous years, they also gave us a table and a pair of pillows."
He took out an envelope from the drawer and said, "Here are five kilograms of food coupons, but they can only be used this month. No money is required. Go directly to the grain station to collect the food."
Su Yan signed and thanked Sister Wang. Sister Wang escorted her out, carrying two thermoses for her, and admonished her, "Yingzi, make sure you enjoy your marriage. I can see that Deputy Commander Qin really cares about you, but you seem a little reluctant."
Su Yan was quite surprised and smiled to hide her surprise: "Sister Wang, what are you talking about?"
Sister Wang looked at Su Yan and said, "I've been working in the union for more than ten years. I've never seen you so depressed as someone who's about to get married."
Su Yan laughed, and then she said, "You'll slowly learn the benefits of the People's Liberation Army. I heard that Deputy Commander Qin and his team will be returning to their original units next April after their training. Will you be joining them?"
Su Yan didn't know how to answer, so she just perfunctorily said, "That won't happen until April next year. Let's talk about it next year. It's still early."
Sister Wang said that Su Yan had no plan for what she did. How could she wait until next year? She had to think it through this year. Otherwise, if she did it at the last minute, what would happen to her job? Besides, there wasn't much time left until April next year. "With the north wind blowing, it's going to snow soon. When it snows, the days will pass quickly."
Su Yan agreed with a smile. In the afternoon, a group of people from the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department arrived. Su Yan knew all of them. She had met them at the writer's study session organized by the city. They greeted each other and started chatting.
Su Yan knew that this was the senior leader who was impressed by her writing skills and wanted to transfer her to write manuscripts. According to Su Yan's original intention, she was very reluctant to go. This was not a lie that she didn't want to improve herself, but this was a center woven with thousands of threads, and in the next ten years, there would definitely be many waves of right and wrong.
However, this was not up to Su Yan herself, as the organization would not force anyone. But Su Yan really did not want to give others a chance to criticize her.
This time, the questioning was mainly to listen to the democratic opinions of the transferred cadres themselves. Su Yan said, "I will follow the organization's arrangements in everything."
After everyone left, Ming Fan congratulated Su Yan: "Sister Yingzi, I really envy you. You married a good man and got promoted at work."
Su Yan smiled and said nothing. She took the manuscript she had written and looked at it. "Actually, when we write manuscripts, we also have to consider each leader's style. Some prefer concise and clear, while others are different. We need to analyze it specifically. Some articles in internal references are written by departments at a much higher level than ours. It will look awkward if we copy them. Once the main idea is clear, we need to write it in words that are suitable for our unit. Some words and sentences are so important that we can't change a single word. If we do, we will make a mistake."
Su Yan smiled and said, "In short, when writing an article, you still need to write more and think more."
Ming Fan knew Su Yan was leaving, and she was reminding herself that she usually had to go through three or four revisions before her articles were acceptable. Everyone praised Su Yan as a writer, but after a while, she couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied. She poured a glass of water and handed it to Su Yan, saying, "Sister Yingzi, am I getting married too?"
Su Yan was surprised: "When did this happen?" She was crying and saying she would not marry Jiang Dayan yesterday. Now she said she wanted to get married today. She wouldn't marry just anyone. Is she doing this out of spite?
Ming Fan was a little embarrassed. "It was with Brother Dayan. I said that in anger yesterday. Brother Dayan apologized to me later. He took me to his house after get off work yesterday and told his parents that he wanted to marry me, the sooner the better."
Su Yan looked at Ming Fan's shy expression, not knowing what to say, so she just said, "Then I wish you happiness. Live a good life with Dayan in the future."
Ming Fan nodded vigorously: "Yes, Sister Yingzi, you married an officer. I may not be as good as you, but compared with the people in our unit, I can definitely live a good life."
After organizing the conversation, Director Lin asked Su Yan to gradually hand over the work at hand to Ming Fan, so as to avoid being in a hurry and having no one to take over when the position was transferred.
It's just that Ming Fan said that he was going to get married, and submitted the marriage application the next day. His heart was no longer on work. Not to mention the other work transferred to her, he couldn't even complete his own work. He often said that he had to take leave for something and asked Su Yan to clean up the mess.
A day or two later, she beamed and told Su Yan that Jiang Dayan's family had helped her transfer to a grocery store, where she could buy groceries every month at low prices, sometimes even without coupons. She also said, "Sister Yingzi, if you need anything you can't find, just tell me."
Su Yan did not comment, but only replied: "Okay, I will trouble you in the future." At this time, the secretary who worked hard and had no benefits was no match for the salesperson in the grocery store.
That day, when Su Yan returned home, she saw a girl squatting at her door. Su Yan approached, folded her umbrella, and leaned against the door, letting the water drip. Then she saw the girl look up and ask, "Qu Siyu? Why are you here?"
She stood up, her shoes and pants soaked, and hugged a military green schoolbag tightly in her arms: "Miss Lu, can we talk inside?"
Su Yan looked around and saw no one, so she opened the door and said, "Come in!"
Su Yan saw that her clothes were still clean and tidy, but she had been caught in the rain and her trouser legs were stained with mud, which made her look disheveled. She poured water from the thermos and handed her a clean towel. "Do you look like you have something urgent to talk to me about?"
Qu Siyu took the towel, looked up at Su Yan's eyes and said, "I just thought you would help me. To put it another way, I don't know who else I can go to."
Su Yan neither confirmed nor denied it, but just looked at her quietly for a while. When she lifted her hair, she saw a big wound on her forehead, which was curved and had already formed a scar.
Qu Siyu held the hot tea in both hands and said calmly, "My unit assigned me the job of carrying distiller's grains. I didn't have enough strength going uphill, and the tricycle flipped over. Public property has a limited amount. Over 300 kilograms of distiller's grains are unusable. I want compensation. My unit told me that they would deduct 20 yuan from my salary every month until I paid for it all."
Su Yan didn't comment, just nodded: "Twenty yuan deducted every month is still a lot." Su Yan's monthly salary is only more than forty yuan. If half of it is deducted, it will definitely not be enough for a month's living.
Qu Siyu raised her head and said earnestly, "Miss Lu, although I know this is a huge risk for you and it's difficult to rob someone, can you please sell me some food?"
As she spoke, she took out something wrapped in newspaper from the army green schoolbag. When she slowly peeled off the layers, Su Yan could see clearly that it was actually a gold bar.
Qu Siyu said, "I want 20 kilograms of grain and 100 yuan, and this gold bar will be yours."
Su Yan looked at her, not daring to agree immediately, fearing that if she agreed once, she'd have to do it again. She could have made three or four contacts with a family like Qu Siyu's, but any more would be risky for Su Yan herself. "Smuggling precious metals is far more serious than buying or selling grain. It's not that I won't help you, but what's the point of me holding onto the gold bars now? It'll only bring me trouble." At that moment, the gold bars were like wood, useless.
Qu Siyu sighed and pleaded, "Miss Lu, you know I dare not tell anyone. I just hope you can be kind enough to help me. My father is so hungry that his whole body is swollen. He feels like a burden to us. He says there is not enough food at home and refuses to eat anymore. It's been three days."
"My mother, upon seeing this, refused to eat. She cleaned herself up and sat quietly in her room, telling us sisters to take good care of ourselves. Miss Lu, I know you're worried. Don't worry, I came here to see you today, but I won't come again."
Su Yan couldn't bring herself to refuse her offer. After all, it was two lives at stake. After thinking for a moment, she saw that the rain had stopped outside and the sky had darkened. She asked, "Did you come here by bike? Is that a black raincoat?"
Qu Siyu nodded: "It's a black raincoat."
Su Yan nodded: "I can give you 20 kilograms of food and 100 yuan, but you have to hide it well."
Su Yan did not take the food of this era, but took out refined white rice from the space. This kind of rice is long and thin, while the rice produced in Jiangzhou is oval and completely different. If people knew about it, they would not associate it with Su Yan, a native of Jiangzhou.
Su Yan filled the cloth bag and took out a hundred yuan from the drawer. This was taken from the pension fund. She handed it to Qu Siyu and asked, "Why did you come to me and not someone else?"
Qu Siyu took it and bowed deeply to Su Yan: "No one else is willing to help us, thank you Miss Lu."
Su Yan opened the door and asked her to push the bicycle into the yard, tie a handful of rice on the back seat, and cover it with a black raincoat so that nothing could be seen.
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