Chapter 08 The little brother has an extraordinary origin

Song Yunuan followed the waitress out of the store and ran to the Women's Federation. 橍

It was exactly eight o'clock when they arrived at the Women's Federation.

On the way, the waitress told Song Yunuan that her name was Zhao Li and asked Song Yunuan to call her Sister Zhao.

Song Yunuan obediently called Sister Zhao.

The two of them walked into the office building of the Women's Federation arm in arm and kissed each other.

Of course, the Women's Federation cannot occupy the entire building, and their office is on the third floor.

When registering at the door, Song Yunuan suddenly remembered who Gu Huaian was.

He is the white moonlight that Lin Qing, the heroine in the book, has been longing for. 橍

At a young age, he became the chief commander of the Dragon Airlines Command Center.

He is the flower of the high ridges in the No. 01 compound in Beidu.

He holds multiple positions and has a distinguished family background, especially his grandfather, who is full of merits. His mother is a famous talented woman who is proficient in multiple languages.

Song Yu Nuan picked up the business card. No wonder he was here to inspect the work when she saw him in Nanshan County.

No wonder he was in such a good car.

Song Yu Nuan flicked the card and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. The little brother has an extraordinary background.

Unfortunately, there are not many plots about him in the book. Only a few years later, Lin Qing became a rich man and was fortunate to see Gu Huaian at a cocktail party. She fell in love with him at first sight. 橍

Unfortunately, she didn't even have the qualifications to confess.

In the book, she once said to herself: If she could marry Gu Huaian, even for only one day, she would be willing to pay all the price, including wealth and life.

Fortunately, Gu Huaian ignored her, otherwise there would be another love-brained person in the world.

Afterwards, Zhao Li took Song Yunuan to the third floor. She had an acquaintance here, otherwise she would not have been able to volunteer.

The acquaintance was Han, the official in charge of this matter. Song Yunuan told Han about the matter in a realistic way.

Han listened very seriously and wrote everything down in a notebook. He also praised Song Yunuan and said she was very brave. After the two left, she hurried to find the chairman of the Women's Federation.

Domestic violence happens every year, and she has seen too much.

There are also cases of killing people.

But this Lin Jia, she is an educated youth and a native of Beidu.

Whether in the past or now, her identity is actually quite special.

"... notify the women's director of Kuihua Commune to go to Erdaohe Village to investigate immediately. If it is true, Wang Zhuzi cannot be released. Sue him in the name of our county women's federation. Also, take Wang Pozi to the commune and find out who she plans to sell the child to. The middleman may be a human trafficker..."

Han agreed to everything and went back to make arrangements.

The chairperson of the women's federation was glad to know the news at the first time.

Lin Qing would definitely seek justice for her sister. If the matter got out of hand and she was held accountable, she might be held accountable here.

By that time, if she didn't know anything, she would be moved.

Song Yu Nuan didn't expect it to be so smooth. She thanked Zhao Li sincerely and praised her for knowing so many people and being so powerful.

When they arrived at the steamed dumpling shop, Zhao Li took her to the back, where the little brother's twenty big steamed dumplings were still in the basin.

Zhao Li wanted to split it in half with Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan lowered her voice: "Sister, my uncle gave me ten cents, and my grandmother gave me two cents. I can't explain the origins to them, but you can. It belongs to the guests and they don't want to give it to you. Besides, I'm going to my aunt's house soon. My aunt is not good at talking. She will definitely ask all kinds of questions. When she goes out and talks nonsense, it will affect my reputation."

Zhao Li was convinced by these words.

However, on the surface, Song Yunuan still took all the steamed dumplings away. 橍

The people in the back kitchen retracted their envious eyes.

Song Yunuan waited at the intersection for a few minutes, and Zhao Li got off work.

The little girl stood by the roadside holding an oil-paper bag, looking so well-behaved. Zhao Li felt a little sorry for her, so she said to Song Yunuan, "Come to my house and sit for a while. I'll heat up the dumplings, and you can have lunch at my house."

Song Yunuan thanked Zhao Li and said that she still had to go to the electronics factory to register. Zhao Li left her home address, and the two separated at the intersection, and Song Yunuan lined up again.

She was not in a hurry, and while lining up, she looked at the style of the times.

In the 1980s, people's spirits were different from the future.

One by one, they seemed to be particularly easy to satisfy. 橍

I turned my head inadvertently and saw Lin Qing.

She got off the jeep, and Su Junze got off with her. The two hurriedly walked towards the post office opposite.

They should be going to make a phone call.

Lin Qing and her sister Lin Jia are still in the county?

When she looked back, they had already entered the post office.

Song Yunuan's eyes darkened and she continued to queue.

It was already noon when she finished registering. Soon, Song Nian came on a bicycle, sweating profusely. 橍

After hearing Song Yunuan say that she would not go to his house, Song Nian sent her to the bus station. On the way, Song Yunuan bought a dime of orange candy.

A dime, a small handful.

After waiting at the bus station for half an hour, an old bus came, which was going to Sunflower Commune.

Song Nian endured the pain and gave her another dime. A bus ticket was five cents, and there was still five cents left.

Song Yunuan analyzed that this dime should be her uncle's private money.

I heard old lady Song mutter that my young aunt was particularly stingy and unfilial, and she waited for her daughter-in-law to be struck by lightning every day.

[Although my young aunt had a bad temper and always quarreled with grandma, she was the one who pushed the cart to bring grandpa back after the accident. It was more than a hundred miles away, alas...]

Song Nian's head buzzed and his body swayed. Song Yu Nuan shouted at the car window: "Uncle, are you okay?"

Song Nian felt as if his throat was blocked.

Did the Song family dig up the ancestral tomb of the Lin family?

"I'm fine, Xiao Nuan, your grandfather said he would pick you up at the intersection."

I didn't know when I would return to the village after leaving home in the morning, but the old man said that he would wait for Xiao Nuan at the intersection.

There happened to be a river ditch nearby, so I picked some shrimps for Xiao Nuan to fry.

A few minutes later, the bus started slowly. 橍

When he could no longer see the bus, Song Nian returned home.

His wife, Sun Jinrong, was cooking with a gloomy face, but when she saw that Song Nian was the only one back, her face became much better.

More people meant more bowls, and she felt bad.

But she still said unhappily, "Why, you went back just to pick up your eldest daughter, where are the cornmeal and millet? I can tell you, Song Nian, there is not much food left at home."

Song Nian remembered Xiao Nuan's words, lowered his head and said nothing.

Sun Jinrong curled his lips: "Your mother is right to scold, that Song Yu Nuan is a young lady with a maid's life. The Qin family has sent her back, how can they still want her? Tell her to give up this idea as soon as possible, work hard in the fields, and earn more work points, otherwise she will still want to eat for free..."

"You are such a big mouth, hurry up and cook, I will go home again tomorrow and promise to bring back cornmeal, okay?" Sun

Jinrong snorted coldly, this is better.

Living in the county, you need money everywhere. They are temporary workers, without food capital, and the food is not enough. The old lady is very stingy, and taking some food is like asking for her life.

Looking at his wife's back, Song Nian scratched his head in annoyance. He had to go back tomorrow.

Could something really happen in the future?

Song Nian was a little frightened.