Chapter 213 Song Ying was wronged 2
Qin Xuehua wanted to use her uncle to control everyone, but she didn't expect that Song Ying was just as everyone said, a thorn in the side and difficult to deal with.
After get off work, Deputy Director Qin warned her that Song Ying had a good relationship with Director Lin and Deputy Director Liu, and asked her not to offend Song Ying. This made Qin Xuehua even more dissatisfied.
After working for a few days, the two of them seemed calm on the surface, but were competing with each other secretly. However, for several days, Qin Xuehua did not have the upper hand either in actions or words.
During the lunch break today, Qin Xuehua was not there. Song Ying and several others were resting in the office and chatting about family matters. She was imparting her experience to the pregnant girl. They were chatting lively when Yuanyuan rushed in hurriedly.
"Sister! Quick! The microphone is on!"
The people in the room were shocked. Ever since Qin Xuehua turned the microphone on and off while talking to her a few days ago, she has been particularly careful. Whenever she opens her mouth, she will first check whether the microphone light is on, for fear of being tricked by Qin Xuehua.
Song Ying turned and entered the broadcasting studio.
The studio had soundproof glass, but it wasn't completely sealed off. Since it was break time and no one was in the studio, they left the door open for ventilation. A few people were sitting nearby, so if the equipment was on, they could still hear the sounds inside, even if it wasn't as clear.
Song Ying walked closer and saw that the light was not on, but the power button was in the on position. She had confirmed the switch when she went out to eat.
She tried the switch, but the light wouldn't come on, whether it was on or off.
The lamp is broken.
No need to think, it must have been Qin Xuehua who did it.
Fortunately, most of the people were talking about topics like breastfeeding and dealing with baby's diaper rash, nothing else.
During the afternoon work, the leader of the Propaganda Department called Song Ying over and criticized her severely.
Song Ying, who has always worked diligently, felt extremely ashamed and angry.
Being tricked by an eighteen-year-old girl made her even more embarrassed.
After listening to her story, Huang Ling tapped her forehead and asked:
"Then what's going on here?"
"Bumped into the door."
"Did you hit me or was it someone else who hit you?"
"I bumped into it myself. I was thinking about something with my head down, and I didn't notice it."
In short, I was completely embarrassed today.
"I was so scared. I thought something had happened. Director Zhou's bicycle was about to leave an afterimage." Huang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as there is no physical problem, nothing else matters.
"What do you think?" Huang Ling asked.
"I want to go back to the workshop. I can't argue with her. After what happened, I don't have the face to stay in the broadcasting room anymore." Song Ying felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke.
"I can't let you go back to the workshop and suffer." Huang Ling disagreed.
"What should I do then?"
"Well, since you still have the injury on your forehead, just take a few days off. I'll also go find Director Lin to see where I can be transferred to. We have to allocate a clerical position for him." Huang Ling gave an idea.
"Okay." Song Ying seemed to have found a backbone and felt relieved.
"It's not like we have no way out, right? Don't worry, it's all trivial. Look, you scared Dongzhe. If anything happens next time, call me first, okay?"
"Oh, I see." Song Ying nodded obediently.
"Do you want me to stay here with you tonight?"
Song Ying felt much better after talking to Huang Ling, so she sat up and said, "No need, you and Director Zhou can go back!"
"Okay." Huang Ling nodded.
She opened the door and Zhou Huaiyi came in with two bowls of noodles, one large and one small.
The big bowl is for Song Ying and the small bowl is for Dongzhe.
"Dongzhe has eaten at Aunt Li's house." Song Ying told Zhou Huaiyi.
"Song Ying, Dongzhe was almost crying when you called. I think he must not have eaten much at Aunt Li's place. He should have something to eat so that he doesn't wake up hungry in the middle of the night." Zhou Huaiyi replied.
"Uncle, you know me. I'm hungry now." Dongzhe was relieved to see that his mother was fine, and began to eat voraciously.
Huang Ling didn't prepare to go back until they finished their meal.
Before leaving, Huang Ling explained: "Bumping your head can be a serious matter, but if you feel dizzy, have a headache, vomit, or feel unwell in any way, don't wait and go to the hospital immediately."
She then said to Dongzhe: "Dongzhe, no matter how late it is, if mommy doesn't feel well, go and wake up Yiming and take her to the hospital, okay?"
"Auntie, I understand. Uncle Zhou has already taught me." Dongzhe nodded sensibly.
Dongzhe sent the two of them to the gate of the yard before returning.
He didn't go into the room, but first got some water for washing feet and put it next to the bed.
Song Ying looked at him in surprise: "Lin Dongzhe, touch my forehead. Did I get knocked silly? My son actually made me some footbath water!"
Dongzhe curled his lips and said, "You're already injured, and Dad's not around, so I have to take care of you! Try it and see if it's hot."
Song Ying laughed: "My son has grown up. Well, the water temperature is just right."
While she was soaking her feet, Dongzhe went to get a hot towel to wipe her face.
"I'm treated really well!" Song Ying said with a smile while wiping her face.
"Oh, Comrade Song Ying, you're not getting enough of this kind of treatment! That's not what my dad does every day. Hey, forehead, don't wipe off the medicine."
"I know, I know."
Seeing Song Ying touching the location of her wound with her hand, Dongzhe took the rose-red plastic mirror on the table and pointed it at Song Ying.
"Mom, I'm not a child anymore. If my dad is not around, you can tell me anything. I will definitely stand by you unconditionally."
Only then did Song Ying realize that she had frightened the child.
"It's all Mom's fault. I scared you."
Dongzhe shook his head.
After Song Ying finished washing, Dongzhe was responsible for cleaning up before going to bed.
The next day when he went to school, Xiaoting waited for him at the school gate.
"Lin Dongzhe, is Aunt Song okay? Did you have a headache last night? Did you sleep well? Did you have breakfast?"
"Tsk, Zhuang Xiaoting, do you have a hundred thousand questions?" Lin Dongzhe interrupted her.
Xiaoting bit her lip and waited for his answer, looking worried.
"Don't worry! She slept soundly last night and took a day off to stay home today. She hadn't even gotten up when I left. Aunt Li made breakfast for her, and I left it on the table. She just hit her head, she's not disabled. She'll find something to eat when she's hungry, don't worry!"
"Pooh! What nonsense are you talking about!" Xiaoting stopped him.
"Ohhhh, phew!"
Just as Xiaoting was about to leave, she saw Tunan and the other three also arrived at the school gate.
"Brother, brothers." Xiaoting greeted.
Dongzhe turned around and called out, "Good morning, brothers."
Tunan asked the two: "Why are you standing here?"
Xiaoting told her brothers that Song Ying was injured.
When Tunan heard this, it seemed like something serious was going on, so he said to his younger siblings, "Well, after school this afternoon, let's go see Aunt Song. We'll meet at the school gate."
Xiaoting instructed Dongzhe: "Lin Dongzhe, be good today and don't make any mistakes. If you have to stand or copy and be detained after school, we will have to wait for you!"
"I know, I know. I will definitely behave myself today. Even more so than a cricket. Can I leave now, Mr. Zhuang, the study committee member?"
Xiaoting nodded, and Dongzhe left.
Xiao Ting suddenly remembered something and said to Tunan and the others, "Brother, I'm leaving now! I don't even know if this guy did his homework last night!"
"Go ahead! See you after school."
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