Chapter 389 Deputy Team Leader
Today, a gentle breeze blows and the weather is clear, just like Song Lubai's mood when she stepped into the office.
There were six people sitting in the business office. Once everyone was present, Yu Lin started a small meeting.
One team leader, two deputy team leaders, and three clerks—that's the current layout of a business office.
After announcing the personnel appointments, Yu Lin began to convey the division's expectations for the office.
We must seek progress while maintaining stability; we cannot adopt the capitalist model…
Yang Xiu'e was stunned when Yu Lin announced the personnel appointments.
When she felt she couldn't be the deputy team leader, Team Leader Yu announced that she and Song Lubai would both be deputy team leaders.
When Yang Xiue's gaze drifted over, Song Lubai winked at her.
After explaining the code of conduct and conveying the message, Yu Lin began to assign responsibilities to everyone, making it clear to everyone what they would be doing once they entered the office.
Before the food workshop was established, Song Lubai and Yang Xiue worked together to handle the shoemaking class. When the season came and the crops in the fields ripened, Song Lubai needed to prepare for the food workshop in advance.
The meeting lasted for more than an hour before it ended. Zhao Hongying, afraid of missing any important information, filled her notebook with notes.
The toilets in the government offices were also dry toilets. As Song Lubai walked toward the toilet, Yang Xiue quickly followed.
"Xiao Song, how come I can be a team leader? Did you tell Team Leader Yu about it?"
Yang Xiu'e was a little excited.
Song Lubai laughed and said, "I haven't had a chance to say it yet, but it was my husband Weiyang who told Team Leader Yu a long time ago. Team Leader Yu then mentioned it to the division headquarters. Although we are now deputy team leaders, our salary and benefits are the same as those of clerks."
Yang Xiue said excitedly, "Salary and such are not important."
Her family doesn't rely on her salary to make a living, and the position of deputy group leader is just an honor! Yang Xiu'e never thought she could become a deputy group leader!
Feng Gang knew about the two deputy group leaders earlier than Yang Xiu'e.
Yu Lin submitted the list before the meeting. Although he was confused and somewhat dissatisfied, the result was much better than getting nothing at all.
When he proposed it to the division headquarters, he didn't intend to include Song Lubai. Even if Song Lubai wanted to set up a food workshop, she would still be under the leadership's jurisdiction, and Song Lubai would only be an assistant.
When Feng Gang returned home in the afternoon, he saw Yang Xiue beaming with joy. He said with a long face, "What's there to be happy about? It was originally yours, but now someone else has gotten a share."
Yang Xiu'e, holding a spatula in one hand and her other hand on her hip, said, "You're nowhere near as shrewd as Wei Yang. Do you know why there are two deputy team leaders...?"
After hearing Yang Xiu'e's explanation, Feng Gang snorted, "I knew it was him!"
Yang Xiue found his attitude extremely displeasing and said irritably, "In terms of ability, I am not as good as Xiao Song. If it weren't for her help, I wouldn't have been able to buy the goods. I've discovered that you are a petty, narrow-minded person who can't tolerate others."
This really hit Feng Gang where it hurt. As the breadwinner of his family, when has he ever been scolded like this by his family?
The two were an old married couple and hadn't really fought in years. Feng Gang tried to slap Yang Xiu'e, but she nimbly dodged it.
"I'm stating the facts, and if you don't acknowledge them, they cease to exist?"
As Yang Xiue dodged, she spoke, while Feng Gang chased after her, panting heavily.
Yang Xiu'e looked at him panting, put her hands on her hips and said, "You're so fat because you eat too much. Eat less and talk less in the future, so you won't be disliked."
Feng Gang pointed at her angrily and said, "I shouldn't have let you go to the shoemaking class in the first place. You've really gone too far now."
When told he ate too much, Feng Gang stormed back to his room, determined not to eat anymore.
Yang Xiu'e figured that skipping a meal wouldn't cause any problems, so she didn't call him after the food was cooked.
Feng Gang, sitting in the inner room, waited for a long time but Yang Xiu'e didn't call him for dinner. He thought to himself: She really has grown up!
Time flies, and it's already early July. The weather is getting hot, and at noon it feels like the air is still. Even the cicadas in the trees seem listless.
If Wei Yang worked in a government office, the couple would usually go to and from get off work together.
Wei Yang went to a meeting at the division headquarters yesterday and didn't go home last night. He also didn't come to the office this morning. Song Lubai guessed that he hadn't returned yet.
Song Lubai and Zhao Hongying walked back together. Zhao Hongying looked at Song Lubai's listless appearance and said, "What's wrong with you lately? You don't seem to have any energy."
Song Lubai shook her head, "It's easy to fall asleep when it's hot."
Her period was more than half a month late, and her flow last month was also light. The day before yesterday, she went to the health center, where the doctor said she might be pregnant. However, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor at the health center who could take pulses was no longer in the 16th Regiment. She was thinking of going to a hospital in the city to get checked out sometime.
Zhao Hongying, who has been through this herself, said, "When I was pregnant with my daughter, I wanted to sleep every day. Let me tell you, if your period is late, your breasts hurt, and you're always sleepy, it could be that you're pregnant. You should go get checked out; you might be pregnant."
The two chatted as they walked back together. As they entered the courtyard, Song Lubai was surprised to smell a fish soup aroma.
A fire was burning in the stove, and Wei Yang was squatting on the wall building the roof of the bathroom.
Wei Yang returned home around noon today. After getting home, he first repaired the leaky roof. Seeing that there was still time, he cleaned the fish and started stewing it. Then he began working on the roof of the bathroom.
A few days ago, there was a heavy rain, and the house was leaking everywhere. We had to use all the basins and bowls in the house, and the bedding on the bed got all wet and dirty.
Fortunately, the rain only lasted for less than two days, and the weather cleared up again in the past few days. Taking advantage of his spare time, Wei Yang quickly repaired the roof.
"I brought the new clothes back. They're inside. Go try them on. If you're hungry, have some soup first. See if there's anything else missing in the pot."
Lifting the lid, the strong aroma of fish soup made Song Lubai vomit.
Wei Yang jumped down from the wall. "What happened to you?"
He cleaned the fish scales, put scallions and ginger in the pot, and the soup smelled quite delicious.
Song Lubai drank water to suppress the nausea, and whispered, "I might be pregnant, but I'm not sure. I need to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to check my pulse."
The couple hadn't used any contraception for the past few months, and were both mentally prepared for the possibility of pregnancy.
Wei Yang was a little happy. He was already twenty-eight years old, and most people his age already had several children. Although he wasn't in a hurry before, he was genuinely happy now that he might have one.
"Don't be too happy yet, it might not be."
Wei Yang said, "I'll take half a day in a few days to take you to the city. If you really are pregnant, I'll have my older sister send you some nutritional supplements."
Song Lubai smiled and touched her belly, thinking that it would be nice to be pregnant now.
“You can’t eat the fish soup, but I brought back some fried dough twists and biscuits. Soak them in water and eat some first, then I’ll cook you some porridge.”
Although the hen at home has grown up, it hasn't laid any eggs yet, but luckily we still have three eggs that we bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.
Wei Yang washed the eggs and put them into the mixed grain soup to cook together.
Song Lubai felt a pang of regret; she hadn't eaten fish for a year or two, and she was unable to enjoy this pot of fish soup today.
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