Chapter 437 Sending Away
Baishui City has become the largest city in southern Xinjiang in recent years. It has a long history and a simple yet conspicuous mosque in the city. In the past, there were many ethnic minorities in the city, but now, with development, there are many more Han Chinese walking on the streets.
Wei Zhao and Chen Yu's dormitory was not far from the mosque. Since it would take quite a while to get to the 18th Regiment, the family of four decided to stay there for the night.
After recounting her experience returning to the capital, Song Lubai raised her chin and asked Wei Zhao, "What happened to her?"
Not far from the door, Chen Yu sat there in a daze, not coming in to have snacks with the children.
Wei Zhao said softly, "I found her a job as a waitress in a restaurant, but she didn't want to go. She said that she had been doing meaningless things for the past few years and was wasting her time."
Song Lubai actually thought Chen Yu was right.
In the past, whether I worked in the canteen of the armed forces department or as a waiter in a restaurant, although they were all considered good jobs, I really didn't learn anything and it was just a waste of my time and energy.
“She used to study art, and she’s been stuck here for so many years. She can’t keep going like this forever, can she?”
Wei Zhao knew perfectly well that she couldn't let things continue like this, but she couldn't think of a better place for her at the moment, after all, Chen Yu's identity was too sensitive.
Although their relationship was lukewarm, they had been together for several years. After thinking it over, Wei Yang said, "I think it would be better for her to teach at a school. Even if she doesn't learn much, at least she won't feel like she's wasting her time."
As a college student, it's inevitable that I'll have some thoughts after wasting these years.
Teachers in schools are in a much better situation now than they were a few years ago; they can now stay at school safely and without incident.
Wei Zhao thought it was feasible.
After consulting with Chen Yu, Chen Yu thought about it for a few minutes and then agreed.
Wei Yang went to pull some strings for Chen Yu's sake.
Song Lubai had planned to go to the 18th Regiment the next day, but Wei Yang had gone to take care of business, so she took the child to the supply and marketing cooperative to find Song Hai.
When Song Hai heard that she was going to the 18th Regiment with Wei Yang, he said a few words of sympathy for her.
Song Lubai had already accepted it in her heart, and said with a smile, "Wei Yang is not old enough. The higher-ups want him to train for a few more years. Although it will still be tough in the future, there is hope at least."
Song Hai nodded and said, "It's good that you can think positively. But I heard that Secretary Feng from your regiment got into trouble. He was supposed to be promoted."
Song Lubai was surprised that the news had reached Song Hai. After explaining Feng Gang's situation in a few words, Song Hai shook his head and said, "Men are prone to making mistakes in this area. He ruined a perfectly good situation."
The 18th Regiment was much poorer than the 16th Regiment and was far from the city. However, Song Lubai did not want to deprive her family of food. She made an agreement with Song Hai that he would save some good things for her in the future, and she would come to the city to buy them every now and then.
Song Hai nodded and said no problem.
The supply and marketing cooperative in the regiment could hardly find a can of food all year round, and even the biscuits were the lowest quality saccharin biscuits. Many good things were not available for the regiment's supply and marketing cooperative to sell. Song Lubai had to make arrangements with Song Hai in advance to ensure that she could buy good things when she went to the city in the future.
After saying goodbye to Song Hai, Song Lubai left the supply and marketing cooperative with her two daughters.
Not far ahead, Zhao Dongmei was holding her child and talking to Feng Xiaolong.
As they approached, Song Lubai asked, "Why did you two bring a child into the city?"
She thought Zhao Dongmei's child was sick and had come to see a doctor, but the child didn't seem sick.
The two were surprised to see her here.
Zhao Dongmei held the child in her arms and said, "A relative of his in northern Xinjiang helped find a family for Xiao Ni. The couple is over thirty and still doesn't have children. Xiao Long will take the bus to deliver them to him today."
Zhao Dongmei's voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with tears.
In the end, she couldn't hold back anymore, covered her mouth and cried, "Do you think what I did was right?"
Taking advantage of the situation, Feng Xiaolong forcibly took the child and said, "I have to hurry and catch the bus, or I'll be late."
Feng Xiaolong strode away with the child in his arms, showing no signs of sadness or reluctance.
Zhao Dongmei sat on the ground wiping away her tears.
Hearing Zhao Dongmei's cries, Wei Yiping and her sister stood there helplessly, clinging to Song Lubai's legs.
Zhao Dongmei was heartbroken to see off her youngest child, a girl.
Song Lubai felt that it was hard to say how many years Zhao Dongmei would live. After she passed away, Feng Xiaolong, who favored sons over daughters, would raise four children on his own and would definitely not treat his daughter well.
Zhao Dongmei sobbed, "I should have listened to your sister back then. If I had gotten an IUD, the child wouldn't have had to suffer."
Sending the child away is like tearing her heart out, but when she dies, it's the child who will suffer.
Now that she's sending the child away, she hopes that the new family will treat the child well and raise her from a young age, so that they can treat her like their own child.
Zhao Dongmei buried her head in her knees and cried, while Song Lubai silently led her two daughters away from there.
Halfway there, Wei Yiping raised his head and asked, "Mom, why did Uncle Feng send my little sister away?"
Song Lubai said, "Uncle Feng's family has many children, and Aunt Zhao's health is not good, so the family is quite poor, which is why they sent the children away."
Wei Yihua pursed her lips and said, "My little sister is so pitiful."
Song Lubai felt that the child might not be pitiful in the future, and perhaps his fate could be changed. The one who was truly pitiful was Zhao Dongmei's other daughter.
Zhao Dongmei's eldest daughter was only three years old. She was dressed in tattered clothes and was ordered around by Feng Xiaolong to do small chores every day.
On the contrary, his eldest son spends all his time eating and playing outside of school and hardly ever does any work.
She could foresee Zhao Dongmei's eldest daughter's future. Her eldest daughter would inevitably have to take on all the housework and take care of the whole family of men. When she reached the right age, Feng Xiaolong would marry her off.
Zhao Dongmei looked up and stared blankly at Song Lubai leading her two daughters away.
She lamented her misfortune, saying that her children had suffered because of her, and regretted that she had been blinded by greed and kept having children, hoping to give Feng Xiaolong a son to secure his position in the family.
Now, her health has collapsed, and her youngest daughter has been sent away. What was the point of her life?
Why is Song Lubai still so carefree after giving birth to a daughter? Doesn't Wei Yang want a son at all?
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After resolving Chen Yu's matter, Wei Yang hired a donkey cart and took his meager belongings, along with his wife and daughter, to the 18th Regiment.
The headquarters of the 18th Regiment was quite large, but because the buildings were scattered all over the place, it looked messy.
Wei Yang had previously informed someone that he would be staying in the brick building of the Armed Forces Department. When he arrived, although the two rooms were covered in dust, they had already been cleaned up.
Each dormitory room is about ten square meters. Inside, there is a bed, a dented table, and two small stools. There is nothing else, but you can tell that the white paint on the walls is fresh, making the room look quite bright.
Song Lubai looked at the two rooms and breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled and said to Wei Yang, "At least we don't have to catch the rain when it rains. That's good."
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