It was inconvenient for Song Fuyu to go out, so he asked Liu Aihua to go to the town entrance to pick up the car.

This time, two cars came, loaded with cloth, which was pleasing to the eye.

Fang Mei and Liu Aihua are both extroverts. After chatting for a few sentences, they instantly became familiar with each other.

"Aihua, is Xiaoyu taking a day off today? Why don't I see her?"

Fang Mei followed the car to the studio, got off the car and stood at the door to take a look, but did not see Song Fuyu.

"Aunt Fang, after we unload the goods, I will take you to her house. She is recuperating at home now, and Yan Tuan won't let her go out."

"What's going on? Is she sick?"

When Fang Mei heard that Song Fuyu was recuperating at home, her tone instantly became serious.

"She was injured and had surgery some time ago. She was hospitalized for half a month and just came back from the hospital two days ago."

"What?!"

“It’s so serious!”

"This girl didn't even tell us. If I had known, I would have definitely come over to help her. She has no one to take care of her here."

Even if she doesn't have time to come, she can ask Lixia to come and help.

"Is she home alone now?"

"Don't worry, her mother-in-law has been here to take care of her for a week, and now Li's wife is helping to take care of her."

"It's okay as long as someone takes care of it. If you don't tell me, she will probably keep it a secret from us."

After unloading the goods, Fang Mei and Zhao Da hurried to Yan's house.

When she saw Song Fuyu, Fang Mei pulled her over and looked her over carefully from front to back.

"You suffered so much, why didn't you tell us?"

"Aunt Fang, it's not as serious as you think. Look, I'm fine now."

"You said it's not serious. If it's really like you said, can you stay in the hospital for half a month? If I had known earlier, I could have brought you some supplements from home."

"Okay, Aunt Fang, I'm really fine now, you don't have to worry."

"You must stop hiding things from me in the future. Your father and your parents-in-law live far away. If there is anything, just tell me and your Uncle Zhao. We can come over for convenience."

"Okay, I will definitely tell you the first time next time."

Only after getting her assurance did Fang Mei feel relieved.

"Just sit still. I'll go to the kitchen to help with cooking."

"Old Zhao, you stay here and watch her. Don't let her get up and make trouble."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Song Fuyu was a little amused and touched.

"Your Aunt Fang is like this. Although she is impatient and speaks bluntly, she always has good intentions."

"I know."

If Aunt Fang didn't feel sorry for her, she could have just said a few words to get it over with.

Sometimes she feels that the word "family" is really magical.

Obviously, the Song family members are her blood relatives, but they only know how to suck blood from her and have never cared about her at all.

On the contrary, some people she met later, who had no blood relationship with her, really treated her as a relative.

Later, she even came to the idea that perhaps family affection cannot be simply defined by blood relationship.

"I just took a look at the samples you made. These people's skills are really good, almost the same as those of the masters in our garment factory."

"They are all selected after passing the assessment. We don't have the energy to recruit people who are not very good at making clothes at the moment."

"I've asked them to load the samples onto the truck. The textile factory has specially set up a production line for the fabric patterns you sent over last time."

"Are you busy enough to come?"

"We are too busy to handle it all and there are still many reserve factories."

"Now, factories in several nearby cities all want to get on our line. Everyone wants to get a piece of the pie and increase the factory's income."

"At present, I am responsible for all matters in the factory. Director Cao has no time to deal with factory affairs. He spends most of his time dealing with people sent by other factories."

“This is too exaggerated.”

"There's nothing we can do. If everyone follows the old production methods and lets things take their natural course, the end result will probably not be optimistic. Although they are all state-owned factories, it is undeniable that some factories are indeed going downhill."

She knew this better than Uncle Zhao, after all, she was from the future.

It’s actually not that bad now.

By the end of 1977 and 1978, when reform and opening up began to be implemented and private factories gradually emerged, it was that time that the decline of small state-owned factories officially began.

At noon, there were eight people in total eating, including two drivers.

Aunt Wu prepared six dishes and one soup in generous portions, and the staple food was white rice.

"Uncle Zhao, would you like some wine?"

"Forget it today. We still have to drive back later."

He didn't have to drive, but it wasn't nice to leave two drivers who couldn't drink alone, so he simply didn't drink.

"You can give me two bottles to take back later. It will be the same if I drink them when I go back."

Fang Mei looked at him speechlessly.

"You are so shameless. No one who comes to visit a house would ask for something like you do."

"Why should I be embarrassed about this being my niece's house? She's not a stranger."

If it were someone else, he wouldn't have asked that.

"No problem. I'll ask Ziyuan to fill a few more bottles for you later. It's enough."

"Xiao Yu, don't spoil him. Your Uncle Zhao loves to take advantage of others."

After dinner, Fang Mei helped clean up the dishes and then asked to leave.

It takes several hours to get back, so we must go back early, otherwise the road will be even more difficult to travel after dark.

"Don't send us off. Go back to the house and we'll go to the parking lot by ourselves."

"If anything happens in the future, please inform me and your Uncle Zhao in time. There are people on duty at the factory 24 hours a day. If you need to find us, just give us a call and someone will come to your house to inform us."

"Don't be afraid of trouble, we are all family."

"Yes, I will."

"Go back and be careful. I won't send you off."

"No need to send me off, go in and rest."

After watching them leave the yard, Song Fuyu turned around and went into the house.

Aunt Fang said she didn't bring anything with her, but in fact she had several bags filled with all kinds of things.

Put things in order before sitting down to rest.

Unlike the quiet and undisturbed place here, there were no less than twenty people gathered at the door of the studio not far away.

Wu Danniu and Liu Aihua were trying to maintain order at this time, but to little avail.

These family members did not come here to cause trouble, but to find a job.

Many of them had been watching the situation here and did not rush over at first because they were worried that Song Fuyu would not be able to pay the wages of so many people.

However, after the salaries were paid yesterday, there was an uproar over the tube building.

They really didn't expect the salary to be so high. The highest one got was more than 40 yuan, and this was based on not working for a full month. If they worked for a full month, wouldn't they be able to get more than 50 yuan?

This is a huge attraction for them who used to earn only more than ten yuan a month by pasting matchboxes.

Those who were originally on the sidelines are no longer waiting.

No one dared to go to the Yan family to disturb Song Fuyu, for fear of offending Yan Ziyuan.

Therefore, they chose to besiege the two team leaders elected by everyone. After all, when Song Fuyu was not around, all matters were under the responsibility of these two people.

Even yesterday's salary passed through their hands, which was enough to prove Song Fuyu's trust in them.