Chapter 141 is so kind!
Lu Shuangshuang's unusual attitude annoyed Song Lubai.
Having grown accustomed to Lu Shuangshuang's usual "spirited" demeanor, her unusually friendly attitude today gave her the feeling that "unsolicited kindness must have ulterior motives."
Song Lubai deliberately asked, "I heard from others that you might be pregnant. You should have gone to the health center for a check-up today, right?"
Lu Shuangshuang's expression changed slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she said bitterly, "The doctor said that the pregnancy is still in its early stages and they can't detect it. They told me to go back in a month or so."
She bit her lip and asked, "How did you know?"
Song Lubai said, "I've heard from others that you throw up every time you eat. Everyone knows that. If you really are pregnant, what are you going to do?"
Lu Shuangshuang didn't want to discuss this issue with her, but thinking of her purpose, she patiently said, "If I really am pregnant, this is my child with Aiguo, and I have to give birth to him and raise him well."
"However, even the doctors are unsure, Comrade Song, so please don't tell anyone about this."
Song Lubai nodded indifferently.
If Lu Shuangshuang didn't have any ill intentions towards her, she wouldn't have done anything to her. But if she did have any bad intentions, she would have spread the word about her affair with Zhang Jian to everyone.
Having leverage over Lu Shuangshuang, Song Lubai wasn't worried at all. She wanted to see what Lu Shuangshuang was really up to.
Once she was warmed up by the fire, she went back inside. Seeing everyone huddled under the covers shivering, Song Lubai almost wanted to just move into the public housing.
Unfortunately, the public housing had a stove, but no bed.
It was unusually cold this morning, and it snowed again this afternoon, making the temperature extremely low.
After the construction team finished building the house, they installed all the windows. The windows were rainproof and dustproof, but they didn't keep the house warm.
The room without a stove is now as cold as an icebox, so cold that the big guys can't sleep.
It wasn't this cold before.
Song Lubai took off her coat and crawled into bed. Her icy hand touched Wu Zhaodi's neck. Wu Zhaodi shrank back and muttered, "It was just getting warm, and you've already fanned it all away."
Song Lubai shrank into the quilt, the chill emanating from her body causing the two people on either side to flinch away.
Song Lubai mumbled, "Aren't we best friends? You won't even let me share a little warmth with you."
Feng Ying moved closer to her, "Okay, I have a cold. Aren't you afraid of catching it? We can sleep together in each other's arms."
Song Lubai realistically distanced herself from her and moved closer to Wu Zhaodi, saying, "I bought you medicine. Go downstairs and take it."
Feng Ying didn't want to move. She had finally warmed up a little, but if she went down for a walk, it would take another half hour before she could warm up again.
"When will we finally have a stove? If it gets this cold again, how will we survive?"
"I've suffered all the hardships I've never experienced in my life here."
The girl sleeping on the other end said, "I'm not even twenty yet. I still have decades to live. Who knows what kind of suffering I'll have to endure in the future?"
Feng Ying said in a sickly tone, "It's so annoying, can't you say something nice?"
Song Lubai said, "I heard from the company commander that the temperature dropped early this year, and we haven't had time to prepare winter supplies yet. However, the coal will be brought back tonight, and the stove should be ready in the next couple of days. Let's make do for the next two days."
As everyone battled the cold at night, the tractor chugged back to the camp.
It was too late to unload the coal.
The company commander and political instructor, who came out wearing their clothes, looked at the tractor's back bucket, which was more than half full of coal, and their faces were not good.
After the people from the commercial department left, there were still 160 or 170 people left in the company.
Winter is long.
November, December, January, February, nearly 120 days.
This amount of coal won't even last a month.
The temperature here can drop to minus thirty degrees Celsius at its coldest, enough to freeze your ears off.
Liu Fengshou and the group of people who went to haul coal were shivering from the cold.
"Company commander, that's all the coal mine is giving us. I told them our company has more men, two or three times more than other companies, but they just say that's all the money each company gets."
The company commander nodded. "Go back to sleep first. I'll go to the farm headquarters another day to see if I can get some more. Get up early tomorrow, we still have to go to the farm headquarters to get coal for the stoves."
Coal resources are scarce, but it's absolutely impossible to get through the cold winter without burning coal.
As the night grew colder, the girls couldn't sleep because of the cold, so they simply draped the clothes and coats they had brought from home over their blankets.
Song Lubai didn't even know how she fell asleep.
The bed was warm, but not very warm, and in this environment, Song Lubai had a not-so-pleasant dream.
The dream was a jumbled mess, but Wei Yang's tall stature and face were exceptionally clear.
On the curb, Song Lubai walked side by side with a man whose face was obscured, chatting in a fairly pleasant atmosphere.
"Song Lubai, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."
Song Lubai nodded reservedly.
Just as she was about to say something, Wei Yang, with a gloomy expression, blocked their way.
"You said you won't consider marriage until you've secured a job, then who is he?"
Song Lubai said somewhat guiltily, "You're being unreasonable. What business is it of yours who I walk with? Why are you questioning me like this?"
The tall Wei Yang blocked out the slanting sunlight overhead.
Song Lubai began to tremble, thinking that Wei Yang, in his anger, would throw a punch at her.
This reminded her of Lin Dahai when he hit her.
Wei Yang pointed at her and cursed, "You're a person of questionable character. I misjudged you before."
She forced herself to speak, "Did I say I wanted to date you? What gives you the right to say that to me? Just because we've had a few meals together doesn't mean I'm agreeing to date you. Have I asked you to be nice to me? You're the one who's always chasing after me..."
The fist finally landed.
Song Lubai was so angry that she wanted to fight him, but then she woke herself up.
When I opened my eyes, it was still dark outside the glass window.
She stared at the dark ceiling with her eyes open and let out a long breath.
After dealing with Wei Yang yesterday, she was smug, thinking she was exceptionally talented and could handle such matters with ease without giving anyone cause for criticism. However, she had a nightmare last night about being beaten by Wei Yang.
She reflected on herself.
No, she's still too kind-hearted.
If Wei Yang really comes to settle accounts with her...
She reflected on the events of the past few months and calculated how much she had taken advantage of him.
She paid for everything except for fruits like apples and melons, which she didn't pay for.
She even treated him to shredded pork noodles at a restaurant. Although she paid for it, he provided the food coupons.
Overall, she didn't gain much advantage.
She planned to grind the 1.9 kilograms of cotton into wadding and give it to him. The wadding could be stuffed into his cotton-padded coat to make it warmer.
The cost of 1.9 kilograms of cotton plus processing fees is two or three yuan. After sending it out, she can say with a straight face that she doesn't owe you anything!
If, like in her dream, her secret is exposed in the future, she can stand tall and say things like, "I don't owe you anything; you're just deluding yourself."
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