Chapter 82: No one wants such a good cotton-padded jacket?
Song Shiwei was surprised: "Oh? Leader, tell me what it is. I will definitely help you as long as I can do it!"
Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin also looked at the uncle next to them who looked quite kind in confusion.
Gu Changrong seemed a little embarrassed, and hesitated for a long time before speaking: "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. It was me who insisted on letting him go. My wife got so angry that she became ill. 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 meals for her to take care of her body. She has lost her appetite recently and can't eat anything. She throws up 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 the big leader’s family also has its own problems.
No mother wants her child to leave her. After all, she carries her child for ten months and gives birth with great joy. Men cannot feel these feelings. They are fathers without any pain, 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, 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 children 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!
Song Shiwei thought that Zhou Tingyue went to join the army, and this might be one of the reasons.
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! I am 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 being a soldier now! He should be happy for his father who chose this path for him! He will become a person needed by the country and the people! He will 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 and insisted on letting me go. I complained that they were partial to my brother since I was a child. But after so many years in the army, 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 burdens 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 unfairly. 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 get it!"
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 embarrassed to bother you! How about this, I saw you asked Sun Zeyan for a lot of cotton-padded clothes, and I heard that you wanted to exchange cotton and cloth coupons with him. I still have a lot of coupons here, I'll give you some of each. If there is any particular coupon you want, you can tell me, I'll find a way to help you get it!"
When Song Shiwei heard this, she was immediately happy.
What does she lack most now? Of course, tickets are the most scarce!
In this day and age you can’t buy things just by having money. Without tickets you can’t buy many things. Even tickets are more important than money.
You need sugar coupons to buy sugar, cloth coupons to buy cloth, grain coupons to buy grain, industrial coupons to buy daily necessities, and sometimes you even need meal coupons to go out for a meal.
Song Shiwei once heard a cleaning lady tell a joke, saying that when she was a child, her family needed "a steamed bread ticket" and "a cubic meter of manure ticket"!
What she meant was that even a steamed bun and a cubic meter of manure for watering the fields had to be exchanged for coupons. 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 big difference between national food coupons and local food coupons, and some people even resold national food coupons 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 having a 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 she arrived at the factory, as soon as she got out of the car, several other leaders surrounded her.
They all said that if they needed help in the future, they would like to ask Song Shiwei to help cook a meal.
She can ask for any amount.
Song Shiwei thought about the promise she had made to Gu Changrong to help him take care of his wife, so she declined politely.
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 help his wife cook.
What else does anyone else have to say?
Then of course we should focus on the big leaders first!
However, they all had their own plans. Since she came to Qing City every day, if there was really something, they could ask her to go with them so that they could find someone.
Sun Zeyan also felt a little regretful, as he was thinking of inviting her to work in the factory kitchen.
The food in the factory cafeteria is so terrible that I don’t even want to mention it.
Many workers have complaints, but they have not found a suitable master chef.
But after hearing Gu Changrong's words, he could only put his mind at ease for the time being.
Thinking of waiting and seeing if there is 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 coats, and he was not a man who went back on his word. Besides, these cotton-padded coats were left over from last year, and no one would want them even if they were given to the workers to pay their wages!
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. The counters of department stores are filled with the most fashionable styles. Many of ours are returned from various counters!"
Zhou Cheng and Zhou Lin were shocked when they saw that no one wanted these cotton coats.
"No one wants such a good cotton-padded jacket? If it were on our Qilian Island, every household would probably 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?"
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