Song Hao and Liu Qiaoyu hurried back home, but did not see Song Fuyu on the small bed in the kitchen. They only saw blood stains on the pillow.
"Where is she? Didn't you say she was lying on the bed?"
When Song Hao saw that no one was at home, he panicked and yelled at Liu Qiaoyu.
He always felt that something would happen today, and hoped that it would not be what he imagined.
"I...I don't know either. Before I left, Xiuxiu and I clearly carried her to the bed together."
Liu Qiaoyu was also at a loss when she saw that the person was not in the bed.
"Maybe she's at Li Cuiping's house downstairs? She's on a day off today and won't be working."
"That girl is injured and has no money. Apart from Li Cuiping, there shouldn't be anyone else to look for her."
The two hurried downstairs.
After knocking on the door of Li Cuiping's house for a long time, there was no sound from inside. Liu Qiaoyu was so scared that her hands were shaking.
"Maybe Li Cuiping took her to the hospital. She used to buy medicine for that little girl Song Fuyu. Now that her head was broken, she should take her to the hospital for treatment."
Song Hao suppressed his anger and temporarily accepted this possibility, hoping that they had gone to the hospital.
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On the other side, Song Fuyu had his head bandaged in the hospital, took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and followed Chen Guoxing back to his office in the factory.
After returning to the office, Chen Guoxing asked someone to pour her a cup of warm water and watched her swallow the medicine before stopping.
"Tell me about what happened to you."
When they were in the car, Song Fuyu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chen Guoxing, saying that she was injured and might feel dizzy from riding in the car. Now she can finally speak out.
She was anxious, she just wanted to get it over with quickly. She felt sick to stay under the same roof with those scumbags for one more night.
Song Fuyu told Chen Guoxing everything about the original owner's childhood experiences and what happened today.
After hearing the last sentence, Chen Guoxing stood up and slammed the table angrily.
The sudden noise startled Song Fuyu and Li Cuiping, who was sitting next to her wiping her tears.
Why did this factory director seem to be more excited than himself, the person involved? For a moment, Song Fuyu didn't know whether he should continue speaking.
Realizing that his excitement had frightened the two people in front of him, Chen Guoxing quickly apologized: "Sorry, go on."
He motioned to Song Fuyu to continue, then sat down and drank a sip of tea, trying hard to suppress his urge to explode.
The original owner's experience had just been described in great detail. Seeing that he had calmed down, Song Fuyu began to explain his demands.
"Uncle Factory Director, the neighborhood committee has reported my name to the Youth Educated Office. I will leave Heng City in four days and go to Qin City in the north to participate in the construction of a new countryside, so I want to finish my mother's work before I leave."
"If you don't want to go to the countryside, I can ask someone to go to the Youth League Office to cross out your name."
"You will take over your mother's job in advance. You won't have to go so far if you have a job. The job that Liu Qiaoyu transferred to Song Xiuxiu will not count."
Song Fuyu was still young and might not know what going to the countryside was for, but as the director of the steel plant, he had heard of it a long time ago.
Which is to participate in the construction of a new countryside.
After going to the countryside, the educated youth would do farm work with the villagers. They would do whatever the villagers did.
City people have never farmed, and many of the younger generation cannot even tell the difference between grains. How can they be asked to guide the work? This is just an excuse made to appease everyone.
He could directly arrange an easy clerical job for her in the factory, as he didn't want Song Fuyu to suffer that hardship.
"Uncle Factory Director, you know what I just said. I don't want to have anything to do with them anymore. I just want to stay away from them. It would be best if I never see them again in this life."
"I am not afraid of any hard or tiring work in the countryside. I eat as much as I work. Even if I starve to death, it is the path I have chosen."
"The main thing is that after I leave, I won't have to be beaten anymore..."
When he said this, Song Fuyu tried hard to squeeze out two tears from his eyes.
She felt that the acting skills she had learned from watching melodramatic TV dramas came in handy at this moment. She hoped that the factory director could be moved by her. At least now, Aunt Cuiping beside her was crying with heartache.
Chen Guoxing was also moved when he saw her crying.
Just now in the hospital, she was in so much pain but she tried hard not to cry. But now she is so sad that she starts to cry. She must have hated that family and those family members for a long time.
Since she has made up her mind to go to the countryside, the worst that can happen is that he can send her more things in the future so that the little girl won't be cold or hungry.
"Do you have any solution for your father and stepmother?"
Chen Guoxing had a hundred ways to deal with them, but based on his brief interaction with Song Fuyu today, he knew that although this girl was weak, she had her own ideas and was very determined.
Not only are her words very well-organized, but many of them, seemingly spoken casually, actually serve as guides, guiding those who listen to her to follow her ideas.
How great it would be if it was his daughter, he would definitely train her well, and this girl would definitely be extraordinary in the future, what a pity...
With Song Hao's indifferent attitude towards her, let alone training her well, he let her go to school because the factory gave her money, but in the end he only let her finish junior high school.
In fact, what he didn't know was that if Liu Qiaoyu hadn't been afraid of the factory, she wouldn't have been allowed to finish elementary school.
In Liu Qiaoyu's mind, letting her finish junior high school was the greatest gift to Song Fuyu.
"Our house was previously allocated in my mother's name. If I remember correctly, the factory later transferred it to my name. I don't know if the factory will allow me to transfer it."
"Transfer? Do you want to sell the house? But after you sell it, you won't even have a place to live when you come back."
"If possible, I hope so. Besides, I have a house now, and I live in the kitchen, which is full of painful memories. It's better not to have it."
Chen Guoxing cursed Song Hao again in his heart, and made a decision after thinking for a moment.
“The factory can fund the recycling of the house.”
Song Fuyu was quite happy after hearing this. This way she wouldn't have to go through the trouble of looking for a buyer. Besides, she currently had no way to transfer her business, so it would be great if the factory could buy it.
"I don't care how much money is recycled. I just hope that I won't be exposed and the sooner it's dealt with, the better."
She had so many things in her space that she didn't care about the few hundred dollars at all. She just hoped those people would get out of the original owner's house as soon as possible.
As for this house, she will definitely not come back to live in it, so it’s just right to sell it.
"Don't worry about that. I won't let them know."
Li Cuiping, who was standing next to her, also quickly promised not to tell anyone.
She felt very sorry for Song Fuyu and wished that Liu Qiaoyu and the others would be seen on the streets, so she would definitely keep her mouth shut.
Song Fuyu also told the factory director how she handled the job.
After listening to this, Chen Guoxing gave Song Fuyu a thumbs up in his heart.
This girl is much more capable than she thought, and also very decisive.
He did not think there was anything wrong or strange about it. Instead, he thought it was a very good thing for her to do so. With Song Hao's profit-seeking personality, he would definitely follow her ideas.