After everyone had eaten their fill, Comrade Xiao Song brought out a pot of rock sugar pear soup and served a bowl to each person.
Seeing how Grandma Liu and the others seemed to take it for granted, Bu Ling didn't stand on ceremony and downed the rest of the drink in one gulp.
After they had drunk their fill, Grandma Liu said, "Comrade Xiao Bu, there's a bed in the west room. You can go and take a nap there."
Bling didn't know what expression to make; she said blankly, "Oh, okay."
They then followed the main group out of the east wing and headed towards the legendary dormitory.
Two people share a room in the dormitory, and Buling was assigned to the youngest female student.
When she arrived, the woman was already in the dormitory: "Sister Bu."
Bling smiled politely: "Which side should I sleep on?"
The woman's surname was Tang, and her name was Tang Wensu. "Over there," she said, pointing to the side by the window.
Bling had no objection, nodded, walked to the bedside, and was surprised again.
The bedding on the bed was complete and she wiped it; it was very soft and fluffy, clearly newly made. She sat down to feel it and found it to be very thick as well.
Seeing Tang Wensu's nonchalant attitude, she knew that Tang Wensu was not an isolated case. She had nothing to say, so she took off her coat and lay down.
Bu Ling turned her back to Tang Wensu, covered herself with the blanket, and pretended to be asleep.
Actually, I was reviewing what happened this morning.
This cultural heritage bureau was previously unknown, but after Bu Ling arrived, she discovered that the treatment here was ridiculously good.
Putting everything else aside, let's just talk about Buling's current salary: thirty-eight yuan a month, forty-five jin of grain coupons, and a number of other miscellaneous coupons.
It seems like her treatment is similar to what she received in Gu County, but now she's in a cadre position, which is completely different from being a waitress.
Moreover, she now has two days off a week, and the food, dormitory, and office environment she saw today are worlds apart from those of a waiter.
The pay is so good, but the job involves just sitting around all day with nothing to actually do.
Perhaps it's because she just arrived.
Bling thought to himself.
Anyway, since we're already here, we might as well make the best of it.
Although that's what she thought, she wasn't so carefree about sleeping in a new environment.
I whiled away my lunch break lost in thought.
I start work promptly at 2 PM.
In the afternoon, Bling remained idle, spending the entire afternoon in a daze.
I spaced out until 5 PM, then went home from get off work.
The eight people in the office didn't waste a second; as soon as it was past five o'clock, they all went home.
Bling spent his first day at his new workplace in a daze.
After getting off work, she first went to the compound to pick up her eldest daughter before returning to her own courtyard in the east of the city.
When she got home, Sangshen was already home.
Hearing the door open, Sangshen came out of the kitchen carrying a spatula: "Lingling, you're back?"
Buling nodded, picked up her daughter, and parked the bicycle: "Go play by yourself~"
Then, they went into the kitchen.
"How are you today?" they asked each other in unison.
"It's great," they both replied in unison.
Then there was a moment of silence, and finally, Mulberry spoke first:
"It's not much different from when I was in Gu County, except there are more people and the relationships are a bit more complicated, but it's okay, I can handle it."
Buling truthfully recounted her experiences of the day, which, as expected, puzzled Sangs: "Was the food really that delicious?"
"Is that the point?" Bling rolled her eyes at him.
"From what I've observed, that Comrade Song is no ordinary person," Bu Ling said.
During dinner today, she noticed the calluses on Xiao Song's hands, which were in the same spot as the calluses on her brother's hands, making Xiao Song's identity self-evident.
Thinking of that letter that never came to fruition, and then of the treatment she received today, as well as Comrade Song's identity, a thought suddenly popped into Bu Ling's head:
Are they planning to fatten them up and then slaughter them?
No, no, no!
She shook her head very quickly; it's unlikely.
Even if they fatten them up before slaughtering them, there's no need to go to such lengths; it doesn't make sense.
"Why don't we go ask my brother?" Sangshen suggested when she saw Buling lost in thought.
Bling snapped out of her daze, and after hearing what he said, she shook her head: "I think I'll think about it some more."
In time, the truth will come out. As long as she doesn't have to undergo slicing, she can accept it.
As for what she should do if she has a biopsy?
Bling hadn't considered this at all; he simply believed it!
Over the next few days, Bling remained vigilant about this cultural heritage bureau.
Although she continued to attend classes and eat meals as usual, this did not change her vigilant attitude.
After half a month, Bu Ling had to admit that the Cultural Heritage Bureau really did seem to be a stagnant department.
No, it's the elderly care department.
For the past two weeks, Buling has been in a daze since arriving at the Cultural Heritage Bureau.
In the past two weeks, she has even planned where she should travel after retirement, which shows how bored she is.
However, everyone else in the workplace seemed to be quite used to it.
I can do my own thing without any psychological burden. When I get tired of sitting, I can go back to the dormitory to rest. When I get tired of resting, I can go for a walk in the yard and daydream for a while. My life is very regular.
Gradually, Buling began to adapt to this retirement lifestyle.
It has to be said that, once she put aside her mental burdens, this job was something that only existed in her dreams.
After observing for the past two weeks, she found that the people in her workplace didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards her, and everyone was quite easygoing.
Even that Comrade Xiao Song, whose background is not simple, can only be seen during meals; otherwise, he never shows his face.
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