Chapter 236 Nightmare
The next morning, Song Lubai first went to the ministry to get a certificate, and then went to the marriage registration office with Wei Yang to get their marriage certificate.
Wei Yang was wearing the black clothes that Song Lubai had given him. They fit him perfectly, and he had tucked the hem into his waistband, making him look broad-shouldered, long-legged, steady, and neat.
Although he was quite tanned, wearing black clothes made him look less dark and gave him a very energetic appearance.
Wei Yang's lips curled slightly, showing that he was in a very good mood.
Song Lubai was reserved, but she was also happy.
The marriage certificate is in color, with rice ears and roses on both sides, double happiness characters at the bottom, and a five-star red flag in the center at the top, with the seal stamped in the lower right corner.
After receiving their marriage certificate, the officials also gave the couple three feet of cloth coupons, two ounces of oil coupons, and three pounds of cotton coupons.
"The cloth coupons and cotton coupons are for you to make quilts. They specify the shops listed on them, so don't go to the wrong one."
Song Lubai said, "These cloth coupons and cotton coupons aren't even enough to make a single quilt."
The staff member in charge said, "There's nothing we can do about that. If it's not enough, you'll have to figure it out yourselves."
Song Lubai knew that the tickets were issued based on the supply of materials, and that she was already pleasantly surprised to receive extra tickets today.
After leaving the registration area, Wei Yang said, "Keep the tickets. I need to get back quickly after I take you home."
After getting their marriage certificate, the two separated without even having a meal together.
Song Lubai had just returned to her department when she encountered the police who were investigating the attack on Chen Weiliang.
She went to the police station, explained what she had seen and heard that day, and then signed the statement.
The morning had passed without any work being done. While eating in the cafeteria, Song Lubai heard from Zhang Qiang that Deputy Minister Lou had been taken away for investigation.
She asked in a low voice, "What's going on? On what grounds are they being investigated?"
Zhang Qiang shook her head. "I don't know."
Since she doesn't start work until 4 PM, Song Lubai still has time to go back to her dormitory for a nap.
She took out the marriage certificate and looked at it again; she felt like she was dreaming.
She and Wei Yang are now husband and wife.
Sun Hong leaned closer and said, "The marriage certificate is actually in color, it's quite nice."
"You two are getting married like this, and you'll never live in the same place again."
Song Lubai said, "He's applying for a transfer. We'll see what happens next."
She paused for a moment and then asked, "What's the situation between you and Section Chief Lu now?"
Sun Hong blushed and said shyly, "He mentioned wanting to marry me, and said he was afraid I would dislike him. I don't know what to do."
Although Lu Xingye was a leader, he was lame and blind in one eye. Putting everything else aside, his conditions were indeed not very attractive among the men.
But Song Lubai felt that character was more important than appearance, and besides, Lu Xingye's physical deformities were all from the battlefield, which were his medals.
Sun Hong said softly, "I want a home, but I'm afraid he won't treat me well in the future."
Song Lubai said, "What are you afraid of? You also have a job. If things aren't going well, we can get a divorce."
Sun Hong's mouth gaped slightly. "That's too frivolous."
Marriage is a lifelong commitment; once you're married, you can't easily get divorced. Divorce is shameful, and it'll be harder to find someone else in the future.
Song Lubai yawned and said, "What's so shameful about divorce? People should live for themselves. If life is hard and you don't get a divorce just to save face, you'll just die of resentment. What's the point of living then?"
Sun Hong thought what she said made sense, but still said, "How can you not care about what other people think?"
Song Lubai, half asleep, mumbled, "Who cares what others think? You didn't eat at their house, so why should they criticize you?"
The voice was too soft for Sun Hong to hear clearly. "Huh? What did you say?"
She turned her head and saw that Song Lubai seemed to be asleep with her on her back.
Song Lubai not only fell asleep, but also had a nightmare.
At this moment, she did not realize that she was dreaming, and thought that she had returned to Yangcheng.
Her mother was carrying things and walking ahead. Just as she was about to call out "Mom," a gleaming knife suddenly appeared and stabbed into her mother's body, blood gushing out.
"Zhang Cui, you bitch, die!"
The man kept stabbing with the knife, making more than a dozen cuts in a short time. Blood splattered everywhere, and her mother's body went limp and collapsed.
Song Lubai cried out in surprise and was about to rush over when she suddenly woke up.
Still half asleep, Sun Hong asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Lubai said, panting, "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."
Having had many dreams, Song Lubai realized that this dream was more than just a dream.
In the very first dream, there was no scene of her mother being stabbed.
In the dream she just had, she couldn't see the face of the person who was attacking her with a knife.
But she had a vague guess in her heart, and her intuition told her that the murderer was the person named Lu Jianxi that her mother had mentioned in her letters and Wei Yang had mentioned.
Reality and dreams have diverged. Her mother and Lin Dahai divorced, she came to Xinjiang Province, and got a marriage certificate with Wei Yang. Her life trajectory is completely different from that in the book.
This means that her mother being stabbed might be something that happens in the future, or it might have already happened.
Thinking of this, she couldn't sit still any longer.
Writing letters was too slow, so she ran all the way to the post office to send a telegram home.
The telegraph operator said, "To other provinces, it costs four cents per word, and half a cent per word for translation. If it's less than ten words, it will be charged as ten words. Write down the words you want to send. Urgent and express calls will be charged double."
Song Lubai thought for a moment and wrote on the paper: Mom, watch out for Lu Jianxi.
After she handed over the paper, the telegraph operator frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"
The telegraph operator looked her up and down, suspecting it was some kind of code, and began to inquire about Song Lubai's specific situation.
Song Lubai didn't want to be seen as a suspicious person, so she briefly explained her family situation and added, "I dreamt that that person was trying to kill my mother with a knife. That person was lawless; I heard he was arrested, but I still feel uneasy and keep having nightmares..."
She rambled on and on, her logic sound, and it didn't seem like she was just making things up, which finally put the telegraph operator's suspicions to rest.
"Your translation will cost 40 cents for every 10 words, and 3 cents for every 6 words."
Song Lubai said, "I need it urgent!"
The telegraph operator said, "Then you pay eighty-six cents."
Feeling uneasy, Song Lubai asked, "If it's expedited, how long will it take for my mother to receive it?"
The telegraph operator translated the six words into a four-digit code without looking up, saying, "It should be delivered by tomorrow morning. Don't worry, this is an express shipment. As soon as it arrives at the post office there, the postman will deliver it immediately."
Even after paying the money, Song Lubai's heart was still pounding.
The unease in her heart prompted her to want to go back to her hometown.
She didn't know when the events in her dream would happen. She was worried that they had already happened, and she was also worried that they were about to happen. Even if she reminded her mother, her mother couldn't cope with it.
It would take at least half a month to go back, and it wouldn't be easy to get time off if I wanted to go back.
But no matter how difficult it is to get leave, it concerns her mother's life, so she has to get leave no matter what.
Back at the supply and marketing department, Song Lubai went directly to Director Zhou's office.
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