Chapter 330 Thank You
To see a man's true character, you only need to do one small thing.
Wei Zhao felt that Feng Xiaolong, the man Zhao Dongmei had chosen, was not someone who would cherish his wife.
Song Lubai muttered a few words to herself, too lazy to bother with Zhao Dongmei's business.
Zhao Dongmei's subsequent misfortunes were of her own making.
Recently, I can clearly feel the air is very cool when I wake up in the morning, and I can see a layer of white frost on the ground covered with a layer of withered grass in the distance.
After returning from his unit, Wei Yang decided to organize his family to go to the Eighth Company to cut cotton plants.
Chen Yu had to work in the canteen every day and couldn't get away, while Wei Zhao had a holiday. Chen Shaohua and Chen Jingwen didn't know they were going to work hard in the fields. When they heard they could make cotton-padded clothes, they were very excited and went along.
The Eighth Company was below the Seed Company; it took about thirty minutes to walk there, but only a dozen minutes by tractor.
The road was so dusty that the tractor kicked up clouds of dust as it passed.
The tractor dropped the group off and continued on its way to the company below.
It was almost eleven o'clock when they arrived at the field. There was only a slight chill in the air. Wei Yang handed the two boys a pair of scissors and told them that their task was to pick up the unopened cotton bolls and throw them into a sack.
Since the children didn't know how to use a sickle and were afraid they might accidentally hurt themselves, Wei Yang simply had the two of them cut the cotton bolls directly.
The two brothers were very interested in this new job and eagerly plunged into the cotton field.
Song Lubai had done the job of cutting cotton stalks with a sickle before. It was really tiring work, and you would get several blisters on your hands in no time.
Wei Zhao felt she couldn't go on after working for a while, but in order to set an example for her child, she didn't complain at all. However, her frequent movements of supporting her waist had already revealed that she was quite exhausted.
Around 6 p.m., a pile of bundled cotton stalks appeared at the edge of the field. Wei Yang went to the company to borrow a handcart and came back.
Since the cart couldn't carry all the loads in one trip, Wei Yang would push it back once. When he returned, it was almost eight o'clock.
When he returned, the two brothers were overjoyed, and Chen Jingwen clutched his stomach and said he was starving.
At noon, everyone sat down on the field to eat flatbread and drink water. Song Lubai was also very hungry, and her steps were unsteady as she walked back.
Today was a rare day off, but Wei Yang wasted his time in the fields. Song Lubai didn't know what to say to him.
By the time Song Lu got home, it was already dark. She was so tired that she didn't want to move and was too lazy to cook.
While Wei Yang was unloading cotton stalks in the yard, Yu Fu and Cheng Guizhi arrived carrying a bag of biscuits.
"Xiao Wei, I came by at noon today. I heard you went to the Eighth Company to get firewood. You're finally back now. Come on, let's go to my house for a meal."
Song Lubai and Wei Zhao came out of the house. Cheng Guizhi saw the two of them and said awkwardly, "You don't need to cook. We've been waiting for you all today. Come to my house for dinner."
Cheng Guizhi had been humiliated by Wei Zhao before, and if it weren't for the help Wei Yang's family gave her last time, she would never want to have anything to do with Wei Zhao again.
The mushroom poisoning incident was a brush with death for her; she almost killed her child and husband. If Wei Yang hadn't made the child vomit, the doctor said the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Yu Fu and Cheng Guizhi had already visited Lao Yang and brought a thank-you gift. As for Wei Yang, Yu Fu wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to him, so he decided to invite Wei Yang's family to his home for dinner.
The cotton stalks were stacked very high in the yard. Yu Fu helped unload them, and Wei Yang said politely, "You don't need to come and thank me. We're all from the same regiment, and we work together. It's nothing to help out."
Yu Fu said, "How can that be? Xiao Wei, are you looking down on me if you don't go?"
Wei Yang: "..."
I do look down on his cowardly attitude, but I can't say what's on my mind.
Cheng Guizhi insisted on taking Song Lubai and Wei Zhao's hands and said, "Come on, I've already prepared the meal and have been waiting for you to come back."
Chen Yu now eats in the cafeteria before coming back, so the whole family doesn't wait for her.
The food that Cheng Guizhi had prepared was simmering in the pot. When the lid was lifted, everyone could smell the aroma of meat.
You can tell from the dishes that the Yu family is very sincere today.
A pot of stewed chicken with potatoes, a plate of braised pork, a plate of scrambled eggs and stir-fried cabbage.
"We're so lucky today. The restaurant is serving braised pork, and we happen to have some meat coupons at home. Let's eat quickly and don't be shy."
I don't know what staple food Song Lubai's family likes to eat, but there are both cornbread and sweet potato mixed grain rice on the table.
Seeing Cheng Guizhi's child peeking in from the inner room, Song Lubai said, "Director Cheng, invite your child out to eat with us."
What Cheng Guizhi can't stand the most right now is Song Lubai's family calling her "Director," because she always feels like they're mocking her.
She said awkwardly, "I let them eat beforehand, so they're not hungry."
The child's gaze toward the table was clearly filled with longing, and the way he licked his lips every now and then didn't seem like he had already eaten.
Wei Zhao said, "Who would complain about having too much meat? Call them out and let them eat with my child. Otherwise, we'd really feel bad taking advantage of you."
Cheng Guizhi's questioning gaze drifted towards Yu Fu.
Yu Fu beckoned to his two sons and said, "Come out. If it weren't for your Uncle Wei last time, you two wouldn't have recovered so quickly. Come on, thank your Uncle Wei properly."
After the Yu brothers came out, they thanked Wei Yang with a reserved yet earnest expression.
When the previous poisonous mushroom incident was brought up, Cheng Guizhi felt a little ashamed.
After taking a small sip of the wine on the table, Cheng Guizhi raised her glass to Wei Yang and said, "Comrade Wei, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, my family would have really been killed by the poisonous mushrooms this time."
Wei Yang said, "From now on, don't eat anything you don't recognize. We're all in the same group, and the kids are playing together. I didn't do anything wrong, so you really don't need to be so polite."
Wei Yang and Yu Fushao had a few drinks. When everyone got up to go home, Yu Fushao asked Wei Zhao, "I think you are a learned man. You must take good care of my wife in the future."
Yu Fu took the initiative to say this in order to show goodwill. He had recently been seriously ill, and although he didn't have any profound insights into life, he couldn't bring himself to repay kindness with enmity in the face of Wei Yang's family, who had helped his child.
In the hospital, after he regained consciousness, Lao Yang told him how Wei Yang had made his two sons vomit. The doctor said that children's bodies are not as strong as adults'. Although his two sons had eaten a small amount of poisonous mushrooms, no one could say what the consequences would have been if they hadn't vomited them up.
He suffered from vomiting and diarrhea during his time in the hospital, was in a daze, and was so uncomfortable that he couldn't eat for many days. He has only gotten a little better in the last few days.
If anything happens to his son, how can he live?
Cheng Guizhi forced a smile and echoed, "Yes, I'm looking forward to learning from you, Wei Zhao. Why don't you come work at the Women's Federation tomorrow?"
Wei Zhao shook his head, "That won't work. My proof and recommendation letter are already on their way. I'll go after the documents arrive; that will be the only way to be legitimate."
After exchanging pleasantries, Song Lubai and the others headed home.
Not far away, Deng Hong peeked out from her own courtyard. When Song Lubai and the others passed by, she quickly squatted down.
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