Chapter 27 Chapter 27 (1 more) Hearing the voice of "Mom"...
"Hello, Comrade Lu Qinghe!"
This is a woman with short hair and a square face. She looks very capable. She smiles when she speaks and is polite and humble.
"My name is Ying Lu, and I'm the personnel director of our military families' association. You haven't met me, but I've seen you a few times before. You were helping Xiaohua at the supply and marketing cooperative distribute pumpkins. Remember?"
This happened more than half a month ago.
Later, when Lu Qinghe had some free time, he went there two or three times. Not long after, when the military families had some manpower available, Lu Qinghe stopped going there.
"I remember." Lu Qinghe nodded. "Hello, Director Ying Lu, what can I do for you?"
Ying Lu: "Well, we learned from Comrade Xiaohua that you can write and do arithmetic. If you're interested, we'd like to invite you to participate in the work of the Military Families Association."
Han Xueqin smiled and said, "In addition to the military district personnel, the Military Families Association also includes educated youth and many military wives. It includes several departments and organizations. I am involved in the tailoring and sewing department, and there is also a special management department. Sister Qinghe is studying culture and may consider civil service work."
Ying Lu nodded and added, "Actually, I've wanted to come here for a while now, but considering everyone's been stockpiling food for the winter and the Military Families Association is very busy, I was afraid you'd think we were looking for help, so I waited until now. Actually, my main concern is to find work for the military wives, so that we can have some good helpers in the Military Families Association."
"Are there any specific positions?" Lu Qinghe asked after thinking for a while.
"We need someone who can do farming and planting for production labor, and someone who can write reports for political studies. But that requires more than just literacy; you'll also need to read a lot of books. We think you'd be best suited for the living department, helping distribute winter vegetables and managing the water and gas supply. Our family compound is large, with several areas. We can assign you to a section closest to home, which would be more relaxed and convenient for watching over the children."
"Oh, by the way, sister-in-law, we also have a salary, just like those outside, and we also have benefits during the New Year holidays."
It sounds good, but Lu Qinghe doesn't have much idea about it.
Firstly, she wanted to take some time to recuperate; winter was coming, and running back and forth would make her very cold. Secondly, this wasn't a job she enjoyed, it had nothing to do with her major, and there wasn't much room for advancement.
If it was something related to painting, like painting posters on the wall that day, Lu Qinghe would have thought about giving it a try, but since Ying Lu didn't mention this kind of work to her, either they were not short of people, or they still had doubts about her ability.
After thinking about it, Lu Qinghe politely declined.
Ying Lu was a little disappointed, but still said goodbye politely.
Wang Ningyu, who came to talk to Lu Qinghe, found out about this and was extremely angry.
"If I weren't pregnant, I would go, but I haven't learned arithmetic very well yet. Sigh, I want to earn more money. My husband earns just enough to take care of the family. I don't even dare to buy a leather coat like yours, Qinghe."
Han Xueqin also nodded: "This job is actually quite leisurely. Our sewing group sounds busy, but it's only busy a few days a month. I really might as well give it a try."
Lu Qinghe said nothing, and asked, "Do they have a publicity team?"
"No, our propaganda team was sent by the cultural and political organization of the military region. The Military Dependents Association does not allow private propaganda teams to be held."
As they were talking, Lu Qinghe came into the house and took out a handful of pumpkin seeds for them to crack. When she came out, she heard a rumbling sound outside.
A military pickup truck stopped opposite Lu Qinghe's house, and soon several servicemen got off to help carry things downstairs.
There were bed boards, cabinets, tables, benches, and some common household items, including kettles, coal fires, and even towels and spittoons.
"Oh, people are going to move in." Yu Lili from next door heard the noise and came out.
Han Xueqin looked over and said, "Lili, you're a know-it-all. Do you have any information? Who's going to move in here?"
Yu Lili shook her head. "If I had known, why would I have come out to look? I only came to see because I didn't know. But judging by the layout and the size of the house, I think it must be at least a regiment-level building."
Lu Qinghe glanced at the red wedding character on the spittoon and said, "It doesn't look like a wife or child coming to join the army. It looks more like they just got married."
"That makes sense."
Han Xueqin counted on her fingers, "In the regiments I know, except for two political commissars and one section chief, they are all unmarried. The others are either here with the army or have wives and children back home."
"Could it be Guo Yingshi, the political commissar of the 102nd Regiment?" Yu Lili suddenly thought of something. "Political Commissar Guo is a well-off man. I heard he was injured in his early years and became a political commissar. He's from Hua City and hasn't been married because of his injury."
"What kind of injury can delay marriage?"
"It seems that one of their ears is deaf."
"That's no big deal. You still have one good ear. Why don't you try another commissar?"
"I heard that Political Commissar Guo was arranged to go on a blind date by the organization a while ago."
As they were chatting, the moving work over there was almost done. The tailgate of the pickup truck was closed with a bang, and the door opposite was closed again.
"Qinghe—hurry, hurry, your child is arguing with Jin Manqing's youngest son. It looks like a fight is about to break out, but Jin Manqing went over early. Hurry up and don't let the child get bullied."
How come there is something wrong again? We were just released half a day ago.
Lu Qinghe frowned, but didn't slow down as he ran over.
When I arrived, I saw Zhao Zirui holding a familiar picture book with a stubborn look on his face, fighting with a taller boy opposite him for it.
Lu Yao was anxious to take action, but was stopped by Jin Manqing who had gone ahead. Lu Yang was also about to go over, but was about to be tripped by Jin Manqing. Lu Qinghe frowned and strode over to push Jin Manqing away.
Jin Manqing was pushed and staggered, almost falling down. Her hair, which was always neatly combed, was a little messy, and her clothes were a little wrinkled.
"Are you sick? Two kids are arguing, but instead of pulling them apart, you come over and try to pull me apart. Are you trying to show off your strength? It's so rude! So disrespectful!"
"Are you polite? Not only did you pull my Lu Yao, but you also deliberately raised your leg to trip Lu Yang. He's just a child. Wouldn't he bleed if he fell on the brick floor? The kids haven't even started fighting yet, and you're the first to trip him up!"
"I don't!"
Jin Manqing argued cunningly, "Stop spitting blood at me! Which eye saw me trip him? I'm different from you. I'm wearing a cotton and linen skirt, which can't even stretch my legs. Do you think I'm wearing thick cotton pants like you? I look as ugly as an old country woman!"
"I saw it!"
Unexpectedly, before Lu Qinghe could speak, Yu Lili, who had followed her to watch the fun, spoke first. She had always been at odds with Jin Manqing, so she started shouting at the top of her lungs.
Seeing that more and more people were around, Yu Lili pointed at them and said, "I was just following behind Lu Qinghe. She just lifted her leg. Look, her skirt is curling up!"
"It's really curled up. Oh, it turns out that Jin Manqing is wearing a layer of bright red woolen pants underneath..."
"I was wondering why she was wearing a skirt in the middle of winter. It turns out she's afraid of the cold."
"Yeah, I was worried she'd get cold legs in the future. Who knew there was something fishy going on here?"
"This is so funny! Did Jin Manqing's head get hit by a door? If it's cold, she should just wear cotton pants. Why is she wearing a cotton and linen skirt to cover it up? Why is she pretending to be elegant? I said last year that she must be wearing woolen pants underneath. Maybe she even had some long johns underneath."
"Doesn't she always call herself a young lady..."
"Bah, my family is just poor and only allows me to study!"
Jin Manqing just realized that the edge of her skirt was rolled up. She hurriedly pulled the skirt up, but it was too late. Her face turned red immediately.
On the other side, Lu Qinghe protected Lu Yao and Lu Yang behind him, walked over and pulled Zhao Zirui away.
But Zhao Zirui was unwilling to let go, and so was Zhou Xiaoshuai.
Seeing that Zhao Zirui had someone to help him, Zhou Xiaoshuai was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stomped on Zhao Zirui's stomach. He was older and taller than Zhao Zirui, so it would definitely hurt if he kicked him.
Even so, Zhao Zirui refused to let go.
Lu Qinghe instantly became angry and simply used a little force to tear the album in the middle with a "swish".
She was protecting Zhao Zirui and he was fine, but Zhou Xiaoshuai fell backwards due to inertia and fell on his butt.
With a "Wow", the two children started crying at the same time!
Zhou Xiaoshuai felt pain in his butt from the fall, while Zhao Zirui felt sorry for the album.
"Have you forgotten what I said?" Lu Qinghe rubbed Zhao Zirui's head in a low voice, "Don't cry."
“Wow…Okay…”
After sniffing his nose, Zhao Zirui managed to hold back his tears today.
"You have to compensate me for my picture album!!! You have to compensate me for my picture album, wuwuwu mom, my butt is broken into four pieces wuwuwuwu..."
Zhou Xiaoshuai was crying loudly. Jin Manqing no longer cared about his image. He hurried forward to pick up the child, then glared at Lu Qinghe.
"Lu Qinghe! You hit the child, do you have any shame?"
Lu Qinghe smiled. "I was only attacking my album, and everyone was watching. I didn't even touch your son. But you, who was seen, tried to trip my son and stabbed him in the back. How despicable!"
"That's not yours!" Zhou Xiaoshuai cried for a while and wiped his tears. "That's my album. My mother gave it to me! Why did you snatch it from me?"
"That was clearly given to us by my mother!"
Zhao Zirui suddenly shouted.
He was small, but his voice was not as submissive as usual. It was a little angry, like a little rabbit that could suddenly spit fire.
Lu Qinghe was inexplicably touched by cuteness.
Lu Yao and Lu Yang also joined the battlefield.
"My mother gave it to me."
“My mom drew it for us!”
Suddenly, I heard a chorus of "Mom" sounds all around. If someone with poor hearing hadn't heard it, they would have thought it had gone into a pond in the middle of winter.
Jin Manqing helped her son stand up and pointed at Lu Qinghe. "You fought with my son and allowed your own child to snatch things. Lu Qinghe, don't think you can act arrogantly just because your husband is the head of the group. This world is about reason. I demand that you apologize to my son!"
Lu Qinghe almost laughed out loud. "We haven't figured out what happened between these two kids yet, and you're already obsessed with accusing my kids of stealing things. I have to ask, what's your logic? You just throw your head around and say whoever has the loudest voice is right. Then I'd accuse you of discriminating against farmers. What's wrong with wearing cotton pants? What's wrong with being a peasant woman? What's the matter? Why don't you just stop wearing those big red woolen pants of yours?"
“You! You…”
When talking about the big red woolen pants, Jin Manqing's voice trembled with anger.
"Alright, stop arguing. What's going on? Whose album is this?"
I don't know who called Wei Xiuhua here. Behind her was her little son Meng Bin, who also had two literacy cartoon pictures drawn by Lu Qinghe in his hand.
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