Bai Hongjun smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Wanyue."
"Sister Wanyue, I want to ask you for a favor." Bai Hongjun seemed a little embarrassed.
Qiao Wanyue sat down next to Ouyang Qing. Her hand trembled, clearly indicating that her mind was not on painting.
This matter must be related to Ouyang Qing.
"Speak."
Bai Hongjun glanced at his girlfriend and said, "Qingqing wants to go home for the New Year, but as you know, Wanyue, we are educated youth sent to the countryside. Returning to the city requires not only a quota, but also a letter of introduction from the brigade leader and the commune..."
Qiao Wanyue glanced at Ouyang Qing, whose mind was not on the painting.
She remembered that Ouyang Qing's family did not value her, but she had grandparents who loved her very much. The elderly couple developed heart disease when Ouyang Qing went to the countryside, and they hid their illness from their granddaughter to put her at ease.
This was also the only time Ouyang Qing mentioned his family in public after his success.
She deeply regrets not going back to see her grandparents back then.
"I'll go to the brigade leader and the commune to get you letters of introduction. Do you need an advance on your wages?"
Ouyang Qing exclaimed in surprise, "No need, Wanyue... Sister, I have money." Ouyang Qing thought she would have to say something, but Xiahe Village was about to build a factory and needed manpower. If she left at this time, it would be like adding fuel to the fire.
But she had a premonition that if she didn't go back, she would never see her grandparents again in her life.
She has to go back.
Qiao Wanyue smiled and said, "It's alright. Talk to me if you need anything. Are the Red Army going back too?"
Ouyang Qing shook her head, "I'll go back by myself."
"Qingqing." Bai Hongjun stared disapprovingly at his girlfriend.
Ouyang Qing looked up at him and smiled, "I can."
Bai Hongjun was about to say something when Qiao Wanyue interrupted him.
Ouyang Qing didn't want Bai Hongjun to see her difficult situation.
She understands.
"I remember there was a fellow educated youth from the same place as Qingqing. Could you go back together and keep each other company?"
Ouyang Qing was surprised that Qiao Wanyue had such a good memory.
"Thank you, Sister Wanyue."
Qiao Wanyue: "It's nothing, we can discuss any further needs."
After Qiao Wanyue left, Bai Hongjun questioned his girlfriend, "Why won't you let me go back with you?"
Ouyang Qing was in high spirits. She had originally planned to go back by herself, but there were all sorts of people on the train during the Spring Festival, and she was afraid of something going wrong. She didn't expect Qiao Wanyue to be so thoughtful.
"The factory cannot be built without you."
Bai Hongjun stared into her eyes. "Qingqing, you blush easily when you lie."
Ouyang Qing's face turned bright red...
She didn't want to say more, only saying that she didn't want him to be involved in family matters.
Bai Hongjun was angry.
But when Ouyang Qing gets stubborn, he's even more stubborn than that stubborn donkey in Xiahe Village.
He couldn't either.
The only solution is to give more benefits to the educated youth and ask them to take good care of their girlfriends.
Qiao Wanyue didn't go straight back to the Lu family; instead, she went to He Xiaoman's house.
She said Lu Rong wasn't in a good mood and wanted He Xiaoman and Xinghua to cheer her up. They could have a hot pot together during the heavy snow, and she would provide the ingredients and meat, but she shouldn't tell Lu Rong that it was her suggestion.
He Xiaoman naturally agreed, refusing Qiao Wanyue's ingredients no matter what. They had already received a lot of kindness from the Lu family, and even if she offered to, He Xiaoman would still invite people over for dinner.
Zhou Shanshan's belly had grown much bigger, and she was incredibly tempted when she heard they wanted to eat hot pot.
"I want to eat mushrooms."
He Xiaoman frowned, wondering where she could find mushrooms for her in the dead of winter.
"Eat whatever you have, or get out."
Zhou Shanshan clutched her stomach, looking aggrieved. "It's not that I want to eat it, it's that the baby wants to eat it. How can you be so heartless? You don't care about our baby at all. Dazhuang, I want to eat it..."
He Xiaoman pressed her temples.
Zhou Shanshan increasingly started using her unborn child as a topic of conversation.
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