Chapter 82: No one wants such a good cotton coat?

Song Shi was slightly surprised: "Oh? Leader, tell me what it is, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you!"

Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin also looked at the uncle next to them who looked quite amiable with confusion.

Gu Changrong seemed a little embarrassed, and after hesitating for a long time, he said, "I would like to ask you to cook a few meals for my wife! She was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago, and her health is very poor. I am busy all day and can't take care of her at all. Our only son has also gone to the Construction Corps!"

"Maybe it's my fault. I was the one who insisted on letting him go. My wife got sick from anger because of this. Although I have never regretted the decision I made, I feel guilty towards her and Xiaolei!"

As he spoke, Gu Changrong's eyes turned slightly red.

"So, I'm begging you to help me make some nourishing meals for her. She has lost her appetite recently and can't eat anything. She vomits after eating. I can't watch her get thinner day by day. Otherwise, I really can't stand it!"

Song Shiwei felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

It turns out that great leaders also have their own problems.

No mother wants her child to leave her. After all, she has been pregnant for ten months and given birth with great joy. Men cannot understand these feelings. They can be fathers painlessly, so how can they understand the heart of a mother?

I guess his wife also knew that as a leader he had no choice, that was the policy at the time, and he especially had to set an example!

If even the leaders are unwilling to let their children support national construction, then ordinary people will be even less willing!

Seeing Gu Changrong silently wiping his eyes, Song Shiwei sighed softly in his heart.

Even so, she also understood that as a father, his love for his child was no less than that of a mother! He also felt distressed and uncomfortable.

But he was in this position, in this situation, and he had no other choice.

Maybe you can't have your cake and eat it too?

If you want higher rights, you must pay the corresponding price!

Zhou Tingyue went to join the army. Song Shiwei thought, how could there not be this reason?

Otherwise, given Mr. Zhou's status, why would he come to this remote island to suffer this?

Maybe he was reluctant at first, but after serving as a soldier for so many years, Song Shiwei could feel that Zhou Tingyue really loved this kind of life! He was also proud of being a soldier!

"I believe your son will not hate you! Over the years, he will grow up and gradually understand your thoughts. At the same time, I think the army is very good at training people. Your son should be proud of becoming a soldier now! He should be happy that his father chose this path for him! He can become a person needed by the country and the people! He can become a responsible son!"

Hearing Song Shiwei say this, Gu Changrong was obviously very surprised.

"You, really think so?"

Song Shi smiled and nodded: "Yeah!"

He turned around and asked Xiao Zhang: "Xiao Zhang, do you regret joining the army?"

Xiao Zhang chuckled and shook his head vigorously.

"I don't regret it!"

"Leader, I was also dissatisfied with my parents for not sending my brother to the army, but for letting me go. I complained that they were partial to my brother since I was a child. But after being in the army for so many years, I am now grateful from the bottom of my heart for their partiality, which has made me a different person! If possible, I really want to stay in the army for the rest of my life!"

Gu Changrong smiled.

"Good! Good! You are all good kids!"

Song Shiwei saw that he seemed to have really let go of a lot of the burden in his heart, and he was happy too.

"Leader, I am willing to help my sister-in-law take care of her body! Don't worry, I will make sure she eats and drinks well. Food is the most important thing for people. As long as her appetite improves, I believe she will get better soon!"

Gu Changrong's eyes instantly turned red again.

"Thank you, thank you very much, Xiao Song, thank you so much! Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. Just tell me what you want and I will try my best to satisfy you, whether it's money or a job, as long as I can do it, I will help you!"

Song Shiwei didn't expect him to say this: "Leader, you are too polite!"

Gu Changrong said seriously, "If you don't want anything, then I'm really sorry to bother you! Let me put it this way, I saw you asked Sun Zeyan for a lot of cotton clothes, and I heard that you wanted to exchange them for cotton and cloth coupons. I still have a lot of coupons here, I'll give you some of each. If you have any special coupons you want, you can tell me, I'll find a way to help you get them!"

Song Shiwei was immediately delighted when he heard this.

What does she need most now? Of course, she needs tickets!

In this era, you can’t buy things just by having money. You can’t buy many things without tickets. Tickets are even more important than money.

To buy sugar you need sugar coupons, to buy cloth you need cloth coupons, to buy grain you need grain coupons, to buy daily necessities you need industrial coupons, and sometimes you even need meal coupons to go out for a meal.

Song Shiwei once heard a cleaning lady tell a joke that when she was a child, her family needed "a nest ticket" and "a cubic meter of feces ticket"!

What she meant was that even a nest and a cubic meter of manure for watering the ground had to be exchanged for tickets. She treated it as a joke at the time, and Song Shiwei also treated it as a joke.

But now, living in this era, she finally understood the importance of this ticket.

There was even a huge difference between national food stamps and local food stamps, and some people even resold national food stamps on the black market.

Therefore, at this time, Gu Changrong was willing to give her various tickets, which really made her happier than giving her money.

"Thank you, leader!"

Because tomorrow is her birthday and the children have been looking forward to eating barbecue, she agreed with Gu Changrong to start cooking for her sister-in-law on September 1st.

Gu Changrong wrote down their home address and phone number to Song Shiwei and asked her to go there when the time comes.

Song Shiwei nodded and put the note away.

When they arrived at the factory, as soon as she got out of the car, several other leaders surrounded her.

Fenfen said that if there is a need in the future, she would like to ask Song Shiwei to help cook a meal.

She can ask for whatever amount she wants.

Song Shiwei thought about the fact that she had promised Gu Changrong to help him take care of his wife during this period, so she declined.

Those leaders were all filled with regret.

Gu Changrong was afraid that Song Shiwei would be embarrassed, so he smiled and told him that he had asked Song Shiwei to cook for his wife.

What else can anyone else say?

Then of course we should follow the big leader first!

However, they all secretly made a small calculation. Since she came to Qing City every day, if there was really something, they could ask her to go there and it would be easier to find someone.

Sun Zeyan also felt a little regretful, as he had been thinking of inviting her to work in the factory's kitchen.

The food in the factory cafeteria is so terrible that I can’t even describe it.

Many workers have complaints, but they have not found a suitable master.

But after hearing what Gu Changrong said, he could only put his mind at ease for the time being.

Thinking of waiting and seeing if there will be a chance later.

Director Zheng led the leaders to continue inspecting the work.

He took Song Shiwei to the warehouse at the back.

He had promised to give her seven cotton-padded jackets. He was not a man who went back on his word. Besides, these cotton-padded jackets were all left over from last year. Even if he gave them to the workers as salary, no one would want them!

Now that Song Shiwei is willing to accept it, he is of course very happy.

As the warehouse door opened, Song Shiwei was surprised to see the cotton-padded clothes piled up like a mountain inside.

“Are these all the accumulated cotton clothes?”

Sun Zeyan nodded helplessly: "Yes, these styles are too old and hard to sell in the market. Department store counters are filled with the most fashionable styles. Many of ours were returned from various counters!"

Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin were shocked to see that no one wanted these cotton coats.

"Such a good cotton-padded jacket, and no one wants it? If it were placed on our Qilian Island, I guess every household would scramble for it!"

Song Shiwei's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Director Sun, what are you going to do with this cotton coat?"