Chapter 368 Business Trip
After chatting idly for a while, Song Lubai parted ways with the girls on the road in front of the supply and marketing cooperative and walked home by herself.
After Song Lubai shared her speculations about Zeng Jie's cause of death with Wei Yang, Wei Yang went to Zhao Lujun's company and spoke with the company commander, intending to keep an eye on Zhao Lujun in private and prevent him from doing anything.
As for the vegetable-growing team, Song Lubai had mentioned to Squad Leader Cao that he should pay special attention to the safety of the female comrades.
Several months have passed, and things have been peaceful in the group recently. Everyone is busy with spring plowing, and no one has caused any trouble.
Zhao Lujun and Shen Lingyu estimated that one of them was a murderer, but it's also possible that she guessed wrong.
Although there is no hatred without a cause, the nature of murder is different from a moral issue, and Song Lubai has recently been intentionally distancing herself from Shen Lingyu.
When she arrived home, Yang Xiue was waiting for her in her yard.
The sandstorm was so intense that Yang Xiue was covered in sand from head to toe, looking disheveled.
The same was true for Song Lubai's hair.
Wei Zhao returned early today and had already prepared the salted soup and mixed grain rice.
The so-called salty soup mixed grain rice is made by adding half a pot of water to mixed grains, along with some wild vegetables and radishes from the roadside, and then cooking it into a porridge with salt and soy sauce.
Wei Zhao served Yang Xiu'e a bowl of rice, but Yang Xiu'e refused to eat it, saying, "I have food at home, so I won't waste your food. I'll go home to eat after I finish this."
This bowl of porridge looks like pig feed, but it tastes reasonably salty and is palatable.
While Song Lubai was drinking her porridge, Yang Xiue said with hopeful eyes, "The cooperative is willing to lend us 500 yuan. For the rest, you and I need to go to the city to settle the account with Director Song. Little Song, will you come with me to the Shicheng Cotton Mill to buy some goods?"
Song Lubai quickly finished the bowl of porridge.
After finishing the meal, she praised, "Sister, your cooking has improved."
Wei Zhao, with great self-awareness, said, "Don't flatter me. I'm lucky if I can even cook a decent meal."
Anxious and impatient, Yang Xiu'e asked again, "Xiao Song, what do you think of what I just told you?"
Actually, after giving her opinion to Yang Xiu'e that day, Song Lubai sent a letter to Shicheng.
The letter was for Lu Xingye. She wanted him to help her find out if there were any similar accounting training courses being offered in Shicheng. She could use her connections in the 16th Regiment to get a recommendation for her to study there.
Just as Wei Zhao said, although she is currently capable of getting the small workshop up and running, she needs to learn more if she wants to move up the ranks.
The letter had only been sent a short time; Lu Xingye might not have received it yet.
"Sister Xiu'e, I still have work at the supply and marketing cooperative. If you need to take leave, you should go and talk to our Director Liu."
Seeing that she agreed, Yang Xiue said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I'll go and talk to them. The expenses for our trip will be deducted from the income of the vegetable planting team, so don't worry about that."
"I'll let you know once the time is set."
Not long after Yang Xiue left excitedly, Wei Yang returned.
While Wei Yang was drinking his gruel, Wei Zhao casually mentioned the suggestion of the business office.
Before Wei Yang could speak, Song Lubai said, "Sister, let's talk about this later. Let's wait until the food workshop is up and running and I've made some progress before we bring it up with the division headquarters."
Wei Zhao quickly realized her purpose.
It's a good thing for lesbians to be ambitious; Wei Zhao thinks Song Lubai is quite good.
Song Lubai is not petty, she is family-oriented, ambitious, and intelligent. She knows how to grow together with Wei Yang!
During the meal, Wei Yang said, "If I were to bring this up with the division headquarters, commercial matters are rather sensitive, and the division headquarters would probably send someone to our regiment to specifically manage this office."
Song Lubai nodded and said, "You and my sister said the same thing, so what I mean is that I want to achieve something. No matter what, once the business office is established, I must at least keep my position as the person in charge of a small project."
If we bring this up with the division headquarters now, by the time the food workshop is up and running in the fall, she probably won't be able to be in charge anymore.
Wei Yang said, "Other regiments only focus on labor and production. Although our regiment is not unique among all the regiments, if we do a lot of things in the future, the division headquarters will definitely send someone to keep an eye on us."
Wei Zhao said, "So we have to rely on you guys. Yang Xiu'e has been working really hard lately. You should unite with Feng Gang and at least stop people from coming this year. Once we've achieved some results, it won't be easy for the division headquarters to drastically replace people."
They held the meeting while drinking porridge, and by the time the business was finished, Wei Yang had also finished two bowls of porridge.
Wei Yang was sweating profusely. He couldn't help but say, "Sis, could you learn to cook? Chen Yu's cooking is better than yours now."
Chen Yu learned a few cooking skills from Chef Zhai and others in the cafeteria and cooked a few meals during the Spring Festival. The taste was okay. As for Wei Zhao, his cooking was either not very tasty or looked like pig swill, which made people lose their appetite.
"You said it wasn't good, but you still ate two big bowls. It's already good enough that I cook for you. You're still being picky. If you're so capable, then cook for yourself from now on."
Wei Zhao put one hand on his hip and said to Song Lubai, "From now on, don't cook for him. Let him eat in the cafeteria and come back."
Song Lubai: "That won't do. The food in their cafeteria is better than what we eat at home. We can't let him eat and drink well outside while we eat wild vegetables at home."
"We are family, and family members should share both happiness and hardship!"
Wei Zhao burst out laughing.
Wei Yang reached out and gently flicked Song Lubai's forehead with his finger, saying irritably, "I didn't share any good food with you, you little ungrateful thing."
After the New Year, when he went to the division headquarters for a meeting, he put all the candy he took from the meeting room in his pocket and brought it back to her. Every time he went to the city, he would go to the store or bazaar to find something good to eat for her. He never cared about Chen Shaohua and the other two; he always thought of her whenever he had something good to eat.
The couple exchanged a glance, and Song Lubai laughed.
At this moment, Song Lubai looked silly, and Wei Yang smiled at her, and he smiled along with her.
When he came here last year, he was afraid that she would suffer in this place.
But after so long, the family's living conditions are definitely not as good as when she was in Shicheng. But he has tried his best to give her the best. She is an understanding and content person. He thinks his wife is the best woman in the world.
Yang Xiu'e was worried that the subsequent material supply would delay the shoemaking team's work, so she set the time to go to Shicheng very urgently.
Fortunately, Zhao Hongying's pickled radish strips were already flavorful, and Song Lubai specially packed another jar for Song Hai.
Zhao Hongying said, "The radish is too mushy and doesn't taste as good as before, but it's still edible. You can try it."
The pickling ingredients and pickled radishes were provided by Song Lubai. This time, she specially asked Zhao Hongying to add more white sugar, so that the spicy and numbing taste was also sweet. The sweetness was not prominent, but it neutralized the spiciness very well, making people want to eat more.
Although the texture of the pickled radish is slightly flawed, its merits outweigh its flaws, making it an excellent side dish to accompany rice.
"This seasoning is so delicious that even shoe soles taste good!"
Zhao Hongying laughed heartily at her words, "Xiao Song, when you go to Shicheng, can you bring me some trendy things that don't require tickets? I'll give you five yuan, see if there's anything you can bring me."
Song Lubai readily agreed.
Zhao Hongying happily gave Song Lubai five yuan.
She earns a little more now than before, and is more willing to buy herself some things.
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