Chapter 74
When I woke up on Monday and looked again, the color of the outer wall of the house was lighter than yesterday.
Yan Lei was brushing his teeth and saw Qiao Wei standing in the yard with her hands on her hips and looking up at the house. He thought
it was very funny. After rinsing his mouth, he asked, "Do you regret it?"
"Huh? Regret what?" Qiao Wei asked, shaking her head in surprise.
"Regret that it has become like this."
"Tsk." Qiao Wei said, "You don't understand."
Picking vegetables under the east wall, Qiao Yuanming went home.
You don't understand the happiness of social animals in the future.
Although weekends are a single day off in this era, it really allows people to rest. On weekdays, it is also a real eight-hour work system. Unless there are special circumstances, there is no need to work overtime.
Every afternoon, everyone goes home in the sun, and there is no need to travel under the stars.
The evening time belongs to you. Every household has smoke rising from the kitchen on time, and the family can have a meal together.
So although it is Monday and it is time to start a new week of work, Qiao Wei has no resistance or fatigue at all.
It can be said that she even came to work in high spirits.
As soon as she arrived at the office, a crisp greeting sounded first: "Morning!"
followed by a baby voice: "Morning, Uncle Stationmaster, Aunt Hu, and Uncle Lu!"
Because Qiao Wei and Lu Manman's working hours are different from others, later than the other three people, the other three people have already sat at the desk and brewed a large pot of tea.
Qiao Wei came in with the sun, and the office was filled with the responses of "Morning", "I'm here", and "Where are you going to play on Sunday?"
The atmosphere was harmonious.
When the time came, Station Master Lu went to the meeting with a teacup and a notebook.
He left and Lu Manman followed him. Seeing Qiao Wei and Yan Xiang, her eyes were a little complicated. But the broadcast time was about to start, so she went directly to the broadcasting studio.
When the broadcast of CCTV began, she came out of the broadcasting studio, but did not go into the office. She leaned against the windowsill and leaned in, calling Yan Xiang: "Come out~ Come out~, play with me~"
Yan Xiang put down the book and ran out.
Qiao Wei looked up from the window and saw the two of them sitting on a bench in the yard. Lu Manman took out some snacks from her pocket and opened it for Yan Xiang to eat.
Yan Xiang took it and ate happily.
The two of them were still chattering. Lu Manman's temper is sometimes like a child. Indeed, she is not even twenty years old.
Qiao Wei smiled and lowered her head to read the newspaper.
"Really? Really?" Lu Manman asked.
"No." Yan Xiang chewed and said strangely, "I am the only one in our family. I don't have a sister. I don't have any other mother."
"That's a rumor!" Lu Manman slapped her thigh, "I said your mother is not that kind of person. She is so warm and generous, how could she be that kind of person."
Yan Xiang: "Ah?"
"It's okay, it's okay. The broadcast is about to end, I'm going~" Lu Manman ran back to the radio studio.
Her father is the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. There is never a shortage of food and drink at home, and there are always some snacks to share with Yan Xiang.
Today, she brought home homemade amber walnut kernels.
Her father brought home fresh walnuts yesterday, and they were shelled and made at home. It is a rare snack at this time of year.
Yan Xiang ate it with relish, and his hands were sticky after eating.
The town committee compound also installed a hand-pressure well, and he went to wash his hands and mouth in another compound before coming back. Lu Manman had finished her morning work and went home.
Yan Xiang sat down and read two pages of the book. He remembered what Lu Manman had asked him just now, and turned to Qiao Wei to confirm: "Mom, I am the only child in our family, right?"
Qiao Wei didn't care: "Yes. You are an only child."
"I don't have a sister, right?"
"You have a cousin in your father's hometown."
"No." Yan Xiang said, "I mean, we don't have five sisters born by my father and other mothers, right?"
The air suddenly became quiet.
The person reading the newspaper put down the newspaper, the person reading the book closed the book, and the person knitting stopped knitting.
Three people and six pairs of eyes were staring at the child.
Two of them had their ears perked up, afraid of missing a word.
Qiao Wei asked, "Who told you about the five sisters?" "
It was Aunt Man." Yan Xiang said, "Aunt Man asked me if I had five sisters, all born to my father and another mother."
Qiao Wei asked, "Then what?"
"Then I said no, I'm the only child in my family..."
"What did your Aunt Man say?"
"She said that was a rumor. She said that you're not that kind of person."
"...What?"
"Aunt Man didn't say."
That was all the information Yan Xiang gave Qiao Wei.
Hu Sui opened her mouth: "What's going on?"
Lu Tianming rubbed his chin: "What's going on? Weiwei, your family..."
The air in the office was getting hot, and some people's gossip spirits began to burn.
"There is nothing wrong in my family. There are only three of us, no one else. Don't ask me." Qiao Wei gritted her teeth, "You have to ask our comrade Lu Manman." She
called her by her full name.
"She's gone!" Lu Tianming, the cousin, rubbed his hands, his eyes sparkling, "Catch her this afternoon!"
The dull office life should be spiced up a bit.
Stationmaster Lu came back from the meeting and saw that everyone in the office was doing their own things.
It seemed that nothing was wrong, but there was always a strange atmosphere in the air, filled with a sense of impetuousness.
Stationmaster Lu: "?"
Of course, some people were restless and wanted to know the truth of the gossip quickly.
Stationmaster Lu picked up the thermos and added water to his teacup.
Qiao Wei asked, "Stationmaster, is there anything you want to convey?"
"No, it's the same as last week. Today, the lists have been distributed to the streets, and every household should have received one by evening. The specific arrangements will continue to be announced in the afternoon. This week, it has been replayed repeatedly, and it is important to emphasize that everyone must obey orders and act in unison."
"Okay!"
Stationmaster Lu returned to his seat and filled out an application form for office supplies. He put on the cap on the pen, looked around, and saw Yan Xiang, his eyes lit up.
"Xiangxiang, come here~" He waved, "I'll assign you a task."
Yan Xiang immediately put down the book in his hand, slid off the chair, and ran to Stationmaster Lu to stand at attention. His little chest was puffed out, and his hands were hanging straight, close to his sides.
It was a very standard military posture. This was trained by his father.
Stationmaster Lu was happy. After that, he assigned Yan Xiang a task seriously: "Does the Logistics Department know about this?"
"Yes!"
"Give this to the Logistics Department, I'll tell you what's on it..." He told the child what he wanted, "Did you remember it?"
"Yes!"
"It's not heavy, it should be OK for you to take it. Wait, I'll give you a bag." Stationmaster Lu bent down and took out a cloth bag from the bottom drawer, "Put it in this and bring it back. Don't run, don't be in a hurry, don't fall. Do you hear me?"
Yan Xiang happily agreed, took the cloth bag and the application form and went.
Look, he is also "working"!
"Xiangxiang is really... a good child." Stationmaster Lu sighed.
Lu Tianming put down his book, his eyes full of envy: "That's right."
The two brothers discussed and looked forward to whether the fourth child that Lu Tianming's wife was pregnant with was a boy or a girl. Stationmaster Lu sent his best wishes to his cousin: "Giving birth to a child like Xiangxiang, you don't have to worry at all."
Lu Tianming sighed: "Oh."
Yan Xiang quickly found the logistics department, called people politely, and then handed in the application form written by Stationmaster Lu. He was afraid that the staff of the logistics department would make mistakes, and he repeated clearly what Stationmaster Lu wanted, and he didn't make any mistakes.
He can remember everything in one go.
The child's face is round, and because of the heat from jogging all the way, it is red, just like two big apples.
It's cute enough, but when he talks, he speaks like a little adult, and is particularly polite.
Too rare.
"Oh my, this kid!"
The logistics department surrounded him, rubbing his face.
Yan Xiang knew that adults rubbing his face was a sign of affection, so he didn't resist. He was quite calm and only said to the person who took his application form: "Auntie, please hurry up."
He had to finish the work assigned by the stationmaster and report back.
Oh, stop rubbing, stop rubbing, too many hands.
Someone asked: "Whose kid is this? He is so rare."
"From the radio station."
"Oh, it's that..."
"Really?" "
It seems so."
Seeing Yan Xiang counting the items one by one and putting them into the cloth bag, someone couldn't help but ask the child in a mean way: "Do you have five sisters?"
Yan Xiang looked up in surprise. Why did people from other offices also ask this question?
And they asked more questions than Lu Manman did -
"Tell uncle, does your mother beat your sisters?"
"Does she feed them hot or cold rice? Or leftovers?"
"Does she never buy them new clothes? She only buys new clothes for you?"
Yan Xiang frowned.
Beating children is nothing, after all, Aunt Yang from the Zhao family often beats Gangzi, Huazi and even Junjun with a broom.
But eating cold rice is wrong.
"I don't have a sister." Yan Xiang explained to them seriously, "When the rice gets cold, the grains become hard, which will become difficult to digest and wear out the stomach wall. Over time, you will get gastritis. So, don't eat cold rice." These
are what the mother said at the dinner table.
Logistics Department: "..."
No, this is not what they want to hear.
And what's wrong with this kid? He talks like an old scholar.
Before he could ask more, Yan Xiang tightened the mouth of the cloth bag and said cheerfully: "It's all ready. Thank you, Auntie! Goodbye!"
He turned and ran away.
Yan Xiang returned to the radio station and completed his work successfully.
Not only did Stationmaster Lu touch a candy and give it to him, Uncle Lu also applauded him.
Hu Sui smacked his lips: "Look at this kid!"
Yan Xiang's little chest stood up higher.
He put the candy in his mouth and remembered to tell his mother: "The uncles and aunts in the logistics department also asked about the five sisters."
All of a sudden, Hu Sui and Lu Tianming were energetic again!
"Why, they asked too?"
Stationmaster Lu still didn't know anything: "What sister?"
Qiao Wei said: "What did they say?"
Yan Xiang learned all those questions again, word for word.
Hu Sui and Lu Tianming looked at each other.
Stationmaster Lu was even more stunned. He and Section Chief Xie interviewed Qiao Wei, and he knew she only had one child, so where did five daughters come from?
Lu Tianming said: "Wei Wei, your family..."
"Of course not." Hu Sui said, "Wei Wei's husband is famous for being controlled by his wife. They have been married for several years and have only one child."
Qiao Wei: "Huh?"
What's the matter with being controlled by his wife?
"Ahem." Hu Sui blurted out, "Well, you just came, I went back and told my husband. He said you must be Yan Lei's lover. Is it him?" After the man said
that, Hu Sui was able to identify the person.
Sometimes it's like this, the gossip you hear in the toilet can't be matched with the person.
After being prompted by her husband, I realized that Qiao Wei's husband should be the youngest regiment commander in the military region.
Her husband commented, "He is very strict. He is good in every way, but he is controlled by his wife."
I heard that he washes clothes and dishes at home.
Stationmaster Lu asked, "What's going on?"
Qiao Wei said, "It seems that some people in the compound are spreading rumors about me. Have you heard about it?"
Stationmaster Lu said, "What rumors? No one has told me."
Lu Tianming said, "I haven't heard about it either. I just know that your husband is older."
Qiao Wei: "Huh?"
What the hell is going on!
Lu Tianming shirked the blame: "The stationmaster said so."
Stationmaster Lu blushed and coughed as he was gossiping about the female comrade behind her back. He said awkwardly: "I didn't say anything. I just told Tianming during the meal that your lover is of a high rank, a regimental cadre. Maybe, ahem, maybe much older than you..."
"What nonsense are you talking about." Hu Sui was almost laughing to death, "Weiwei's lover is the youngest regimental commander in the military region. He's very famous, even I know him."
Stationmaster Lu and Lu Tianming were curious: "How young is he?"
Hu Sui looked at Qiao Wei: "... Twenty-seven or twenty-eight?"
"No." Qiao Wei said, "He's not even 27 yet. He joined the army early, when he was less than 14 years old."
Lu Tianming was surprised: "That's a few months younger than me."
Hearing that Qiao Wei's lover was so young and promising, Stationmaster Lu and Lu Tianming said in unison: "That's great."
Qiao Wei: "..."
Qiao Wei already vaguely understood where the rumor was wrong.
But, what does the tone of voice you two men use mean?
Lu Manman came to work in the afternoon, and when she arrived at the office, she felt that everyone looked at her with a strange look in their eyes.
But she always came on time and wanted to broadcast immediately. No one in the office said anything, so she entered the broadcasting studio as usual.
The time and steps for collective mosquito extermination had to be repeated over and over again throughout the week. This saved her a lot of trouble. She could just read the materials sent down from the county without having to write her own manuscripts.
As soon as the broadcast was over, Lu Manman was surrounded by her colleagues in the office.
"Comrade Lu Manman," Qiao Wei said, "I heard that I have five stepdaughters? What's the matter? Come on, tell me in detail."
After Qiao Wei integrated into the group, she changed from "Qiao Wei" to "Wei Wei".
Others addressed her as: Webmaster, Sister Hu, Tianming, Manman.
Suddenly being called by her full name, Lu Manman couldn't help but feel a chill on the back of her neck.