Chapter 439 Report
By mid-November, you'll need to wear a cotton-padded coat in the mornings and evenings.
The child had a cold that wouldn't go away, so Wei Yang brought back more firewood and set up the stove.
Song Lubai sent a letter to Secretary Pei in Shicheng, asking him to inquire at the cotton mill about the types and prices of wool that the wool mill was purchasing.
That year, when she went to Shicheng to study, she had dinner at a restaurant with Secretary Pei and several other students.
Although they haven't had much contact in recent years, Song Lubai felt that Secretary Pei should be happy to help her with this favor.
Secretary Pei was indeed happy to help her with this favor, because the defective fabric had brought the factory extra income in recent years, and the Party Secretary had attributed the credit to him.
Although Song Lubai was far away in the southern border region, Secretary Pei believed that someone like Song Lubai would eventually make a name for himself, and he was willing to maintain their friendship.
Having gathered the information, Secretary Pei also included the name and contact information of an acquaintance at the wool mill in the letter, instructing Song Lubai to contact that person if needed.
Song Lubai received the letter in early December.
Wei Yang submitted both reports written by Song Lubai.
Song Lubai had read Yu Lin's report and had also learned a lot while studying in Shicheng.
The two reports I submitted were both three pages long.
Although each report was only three pages long, it was a well-written report that she had revised many times and carefully considered the wording of. She felt that it would be very inspiring to read.
After reading it, Wei Yang felt that Song Lubai was being treated unfairly by following him to the 18th Regiment. He thought that such a skilled writer should be writing materials for the leaders, and he felt that no leader would dislike her.
And that is indeed the case.
After reading the two reports, the division leader pointed to the "Feasibility Analysis Report for the Cannery" and asked, "Did your spouse write this?"
Wei Yang nodded and said, "It was written by my wife. She wrote it before..."
He recounted how Song Lubai thought of the cannery while reading the newspaper.
In the feasibility analysis report, Song Lubai analyzed the feasibility and necessity of opening a cannery from several aspects, as well as the risk assessment.
The leader was indeed quite shocked after reading it. "Xiao Wei, what is your wife, Comrade Song's, educational background?"
It's a real shame that someone with such talent as a writer is staying in a military farm.
Wei Yang said, "She is a junior college student. She had excellent grades in high school, but due to family reasons, she did not take the college entrance examination. Two years ago, she went to Shicheng to study and obtained a junior college diploma. She is smart, learns quickly, and her articles are often published in newspapers. In short, she is more educated than me."
The leader was amused by him, saying, "You also attended military school, so there's no need to belittle yourself."
Wei Yang waved his hand, "I'm still far behind truly cultured people."
His family is almost entirely composed of educated people. His parents, needless to say, both studied abroad. His eldest sister's husband is also an overseas student. His sisters all got into university through their own hard work. Although his wife's education level is not as high as others, he feels that his wife was held back by her stepfather. Otherwise, she would definitely be a university graduate.
After discussing other unrelated topics for a while, the leader steered the conversation back to the issue we were going to discuss today.
"Since the 18th Regiment has a place to graze sheep, the division headquarters will try to get some lambs for you to raise, but the number is estimated to be not too many. You will have to rely on yourselves to form a large scale in the future. As for the series of issues after raising sheep, I think the report has written them very clearly. From now on, each household can only raise one sheep. Unless it dies of disease, it cannot be killed for meat privately. In addition, the matter of purchasing wool and sheep milk from the township will be handled according to the report."
Fearing other problems might arise, Song Lubai wrote down the details of the transaction very clearly in the report. After the division leaders reviewed it and made their decision, there were no further concerns.
After the sheep matter was settled, the leader added, "Opening a factory is no small matter. Although the report looks promising, funding is a major issue."
"Okay, that's enough for today. When you come again next time, bring Comrade Song with you. I think Comrade Song is a very thoughtful person."
After leaving the division headquarters, Wei Yang went to the supply and marketing cooperative to find Song Hai.
Although there were still less than two months until the Chinese New Year, the supply and marketing cooperative had already stocked up on candies for the holiday. With Song Haixing's help, Wei Yang bought a pound of candy, two packs of brown sugar biscuits, two cans of tangerines, and a pack of noodles to take home.
Every time canned food is delivered, it's all gone in less than a day. It's quite an achievement that Song Hai managed to keep these two cans.
When Wei Yang rode his bicycle back to the regiment, it was already completely dark.
Inside the house, Song Lubai was feeding the child egg custard.
Wei Yiping had a fever a few days ago, and has had a poor appetite and eats very little these past few days. Her face has become thin from hunger in just a few days.
Song Lubai felt sorry for her and steamed egg custard for her every day, coaxing her to eat, but she could only manage a few bites.
Wei Yang returned home carrying a bunch of delicious food, and the children's eyes lit up when they saw the canned goods.
Song Lubai gently pinched the child's nose and said with a smile, "You two are just like your dad, you both love sweets!"
Canned food is really rare. For a family of four, Song Lubai could only afford to pour it into a tea mug and heat it up on the stove.
Wei Yang had a sweet tooth and couldn't bear to eat a single bite. Seeing that Song Lubai also couldn't bear to eat any and had given it all to her daughter, he simply opened another can, poured the contents into a teacup, and heated it on the stove.
Song Lubai glanced at him. He finished it all in one go. Who knows when he'll be able to eat it again? He really doesn't know how to be frugal.
Wei Yang held her hand gently and said, "Eat up. Don't be reluctant because of the child. I'll have my sister send us some later. There will definitely be some before the New Year."
"Mom eats, and Dad eats too."
The child nestled against the two of them. Song Lubai put her arm around the child's shoulder and whispered to Wei Yang, "You say I can't bear to part with it, but you yourself don't eat a single bite."
Wei Yang said in a serious tone, "I don't like sweets as much as I used to."
Song Lubai burst out laughing.
This person lies without batting an eye.
Whenever there was flour at home, she would steam four sugar-filled triangular buns, and he could eat them all in one go.
The sugar melts in the dough at high temperature, and when you bite into it, the sugar juice flows out. He loves the sweet, hot, and soft texture, but he still argues that he doesn't like sweet things that much.
When conditions allowed, Song Lubai and Wei Yang didn't skimp on their food, but after having children, if there weren't many rare and delicious things, Wei Yang wouldn't eat them much and would leave them for the mother and her two daughters.
It's getting cold lately, so Wei Yang found some wooden planks and bricks to widen the bed. The child sleeps on the side against the wall, while the couple lies on the other side of the curtain.
They've been living like this for over half a month, and the couple is too afraid to move at night.
The board wasn't sturdy; you could hear it creak even when you just turned over.
That evening, both of them were somewhat tempted, but with the children nearby, they whispered to each other, got dressed, and went to the next room.
It was chilly next door; the cold made me calm.
Song Lubai hesitated and said, "Let's go back."
Wei Yang pulled her onto the bed with the blanket in his arms…
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