Before winter arrived, Lin Jingyue had already bought face cream and clam oil, and exchanged a lot of coal coupons with her colleagues to buy a large number of honeycomb briquettes to take home.
In the village, the only way to keep warm was by burning firewood. In later times, there are electric heaters, but in the city, the only way to keep warm is by burning coal.
Xiaomingyue used to get chilblains on her hands, so she took extra precautions this year. She not only bought yarn and knitted a set of woolen gloves, but also learned to knit a sweater like others. She even put very warm insoles on her shoes.
Chilblains are a very unpleasant condition. Although she had never given birth before, she had heard others talk about them. Moreover, after giving birth once, there is a high probability that they will recur next year.
So now, in her family, they basically boil water for all the housework, and no one is allowed to touch cold water.
Later, Lin Jingyue remembered that the original owner had also suffered from frostbite before, but this year she had taken better care of herself, so the recurrence was not as severe.
Chilblains, well, they don't hurt, but they're very itchy. My fingers swell up like radishes, making it difficult to write. And sometimes they get dry and cracked, which is very painful.
Every day before going to school, Xiaomingyue applies face cream and clam oil to her hands. Before going to bed at night, she soaks her feet in a basin of hot water before sleeping.
After a period of time, the severity of the chilblains will gradually decrease.
Of course, this also includes applying medicine.
After receiving the glass bottle, Lin Jingyue first made a thicker cover so that she wouldn't get burned when she filled it with water.
Xiaomingyue returned home chilly, walked to the stove, opened her schoolbag, and began to do her homework. As she was writing, something was handed to her from the side.
"What is this?" She took the round thing. It was a little cold at first, but it gradually warmed up.
"Mom, is this a thermos?" She excitedly peeled off the cover and saw the transparent glass bottle inside.
"Yes, your Aunt Zhou got it for me. Remember to pour water into it tomorrow, then it won't be cold in class."
"Yay! I have a thermos now!"
It's clear she really likes this thermos; she holds it in her hands and seems reluctant to put it down.
But the weather was just that cold; there was nothing they could do, even wearing thick clothes couldn't keep out the ever-present wind. Not to mention, as soon as the teacher entered the classroom, he told everyone to open the windows, ostensibly for ventilation, but they were really cold.
With this thermos, I might be able to finish my homework at school ahead of time in the future.
Life returned to normal, and Lin Jingyue's novel was published in the newspaper. Having already amassed a considerable following, many people bought the newspaper and eagerly awaited the next issue.
Because of the positive response, the editor proactively applied for a raise for her. Furthermore, it was previously agreed that she would receive a percentage of the sales revenue for the novel, making it a mutually beneficial arrangement.
In a great mood, she went straight to the department store and bought a coat. It cost 120 yuan, but no receipt was required.
As expected, clothes make the man (or woman). With a little effort, she can be considered quite pretty.
However, one shouldn't stand out too much in this era, so after admiring it at home, she put it back in the box. She can wear it later when things are more open. Women just like to buy things they like to reward themselves; it's perfectly normal. It's her own money, not someone else's.
"Comrade Zhou, and Comrade Lin, come to my office for a moment."
Zhou Yingying and Lin Jingyue exchanged glances, wondering what Director Sun wanted to see them about. They didn't seem to have done anything wrong recently, did they?
Since I haven't done anything wrong, there's nothing to be afraid of. But being singled out by my boss is bound to make me a little nervous.
The two entered the office together, their faces expressionless, but inwardly they were thinking about how to handle the situation.
"Director, you were looking for us?"
Director Sun nodded, then took a sip of tea before speaking: "It's like this, it seems like you two are the only singles in our department, right? In a few days we'll be having a social event with people from the steel mill and the cannery, so you should come and have some fun."
What is a matchmaking event? It's basically a large-scale blind date event.
All single young people are welcome to attend, and of course, married people can attend if the leadership allows, since it is a party after all.
"Okay, Director, I'll definitely go and take a look." Lin Jingyue nodded calmly. There was no need to refuse this kind of thing. The leader was just relaying a message; he wasn't forcing her to get married. Going through the motions was fine.
Zhou Yingying, standing to the side, nodded somewhat shyly, "I'll go too."
"Fine, you can leave now. I won't record your absence that day."
The two nodded and went out.
Zhou Yingying returned to her post with mixed feelings. "I haven't even dealt with the blind dates my mom arranged yet, and now I have to... sigh!"
Her parents are both leaders, how could they not understand the meaning of a social gathering? She's still just a child!
Lin Jingyue remained calm. "The director just wants us to go have some fun. It's not like you have to find someone to marry. Don't feel so burdened. Just think of it as a paid trip."
"Sis, you're so calm. I wish I had your good attitude."
"Hehe, don't overthink it. Just think of it as giving yourself a day off."
Lin Jingyue had a "go with the flow" attitude towards marriage. She had been married before and had enjoyed the pampering of her deceased husband; that marriage was both happy and unhappy.
They are happy because their family is doing well, but unhappy because God is jealous of them and forcibly separated them.
Therefore, she is not afraid of marriage.
But no matter what, she's not alone now. Her main task is Xiaomingyue. If Xiaomingyue doesn't like it, she won't agree no matter how much she likes her.
Everyone stayed until the end of the workday, and when they got up, they pulled their clothes tighter. Some put on hats, scarves, gloves, etc., while others were left to get cold.
Lin Jingyue naturally knitted a set for herself. She wasn't the kind of parent who was self-pitying; if she had the ability, why make things difficult for herself?
When I got home, I saw that Xiaomingyue had already returned and was sitting on the stool doing her homework obediently.
If her child hadn't had that accident, it would probably have been the same, right?
Dispelling the gloom in her heart, she stepped forward and, seeing that the girl had almost finished her homework, spoke up.
"Honey, there's something I'd like to discuss with you, is that alright?"
"Okay, but you have to wait until I finish my homework. Mom, can you wait a minute?"
"Of course."
With nothing else to do, Lin Jingyue went to get a cup and made two cups of malted milk powder.
After she had money, she wanted to buy her child some things she had never had before. Although malted milk powder has little nutritional value, it tastes good.
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