Wen Ruan didn't pay much attention to what happened after that, but judging from Song Yan's busy state and the smile on his face every day, it seemed that everything was going very smoothly.
Yesterday, Wen Ruan went back to the steel factory compound with Song's mother. Wen's mother said that Wen's father seemed to be in a very excited state recently, going to work with great enthusiasm every day. Only then did Wen Ruan feel relieved.
Now, in Song's mother's heart, Wen Ruan is truly a lucky charm that is unparalleled in heaven and earth. She praises her daughter-in-law to everyone she meets and doesn't know how to write the word "low-key" at all. This time, it was Song's mother who took the initiative to come to the steel factory compound.
It's said that Wen Ruan helped the steel factory so much, so everyone should know, especially since Wen's parents still live in the compound. Everyone should remember Wen Ruan's kindness and take good care of them. After all, with so much more foreign exchange earnings and machinery, it's not just the factory itself that benefits.
The welfare of each worker will definitely be linked to this in the future.
Especially during this special period, it's even more important to spread this message. If anything happens, it might even serve as a protective charm. Wen Ruan didn't refute it. She knew that Song's mother's words were based on her own experience and must have some merit. Besides, besides wanting to do something in this era, she also had some selfish motives, especially since the factory was undergoing a generational transition, which might also be an opportunity for Wen's father and Song Yan.
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After this matter came to an end, Wen Ruan spent her days at home reviewing for the college entrance examination and her evenings brainstorming ideas for the short stories she wanted to write.
Considering that I had told Song Ling that I would collect a set of high school textbooks for her, and that I had specifically asked Song Yan beforehand that he would be off tomorrow, I thought I would go to the recycling station today to look for them. If all else fails, I would send my own set back tomorrow.
Anyway, she had seen enough, and she could slowly collect the rest later. With that in mind, Wen Ruan set off to see if she could find anything at the purchasing station.
Before leaving home, Wen Ruan asked Song's mother about the approximate locations of the three major scrap metal collection stations in the city, and then went to find them one by one.
I don't know if she was particularly lucky, but as soon as she arrived at the house closest to the Song family, she had all the high school textbooks.
It turns out that Mr. Wang, who was in charge of this recycling station, was originally a middle school principal. Later, he was reported for a minor issue. He was supposed to be sent to the countryside, but because one of his students now holds a high position and he was very grateful for the help he received back then, he tried to help the student get removed from his position as principal and was safely placed in the recycling station as a temporary worker.
Although life is not as dignified as before, it is still manageable, which is much better than those who were sent to the countryside and criticized.
Grandpa Wang cherishes all kinds of books. Whenever he acquires a book, he does his best to repair and preserve it.
He was overjoyed to hear that Wen Ruan had found a set of high school books for his younger sister who had dropped out of school; the books he had collected were finally going to be useful.
Wen Ruan didn't expect to achieve today's goal so smoothly.
In modern times, when reading historical fiction about this period, the female protagonists often manage to find many good things at bargain shops. Wen Ruan didn't feel that she had that kind of luck, but since she was already here, she decided to give it a try.
After greeting Grandpa Wang, I continued searching in the recycling station to see if there was anything I could find that I could get for free.
However, it wasn't that easy. Wen Ruan even searched the entire acquisition station but couldn't find anything that looked valuable.
Wen Ruan felt a little tired, so she sat down on the small stool that Grandpa Wang had just given her to rest, planning to go home after she had rested enough.
Indeed, there must be many discerning people who have already rummaged through the purchasing station many times. How could it possibly be her turn? Wen Ruan was somewhat discouraged.
Suddenly, she noticed a rather exquisite-looking wooden box directly in front of her, where the sunlight was shining, perhaps due to the angle.
Wen Ruan quickly got up and went closer. The top of the box was covered with the marks of time. It had probably been in that spot for a long time, exposed to the sun and washed by rain. If you didn't look closely, it would just look like an ordinary piece of broken wood.
Wen Ruan picked it up, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and carefully wiped away the dirt from one corner of the box, gradually revealing its original color.
It's actually a dressing box made of rosewood!
Wen Ruan was pleasantly surprised. Putting everything else aside, the box containing this material alone would be worth a lot of money in later generations, but she felt that it was not that simple.
Although it looked ordinary, and even when the box was opened, it was empty, Wen Ruan always felt that the weight of this dressing box was definitely not right when she held it in her hand, perhaps there was a hidden compartment inside!
She said calmly, "Uncle Wang, I just saw this wooden box and it looks pretty good. I was just about to take it home to use as a spice box. Could you calculate the total cost along with that pile of books?"
Grandpa Wang glanced at the box in Wen Ruan's hand and said, "It's three yuan in total."
Wen Ruan counted out the money and handed it over, then asked the old man for a woven bag, packed everything up, and went home.
As soon as Song Yan entered the house, he saw Wen Ruan carrying a large bag and stumbling in. He was startled and quickly reached out to take it from her.
"It's nothing. This is a whole set of high school textbooks that I found at a recycling station near my home. You have a day off tomorrow, so let's deliver it to Xiaoling together." Wen Ruan waved her hand, put the bag on the ground, took a breath, and said to Song Yan.
"You carried all this heavy stuff back by yourself. You could have just sent me a message when you got back, and I would have come and help you carry it." Song Yan said with concern, looking at Wen Ruan's flushed face and the sweat on her nose.
"I originally wanted to come back and call you, but I thought it wouldn't be too much trouble to come back since I live not far from home, so I just carried it back myself. Luckily, it wasn't too heavy," Wen Ruan quickly explained when she saw that Song Yan looked a little unwell.
"Besides the high school textbooks I brought for Xiaoling, I also found something great!" Wen Ruan said excitedly.
"What?" Song Yan asked with a curious expression, playing along perfectly.
"Let's move these things inside first!"
Song Yan carried the woven bag into the two people's room with one hand, took out the textbooks one by one and stacked them, and found that there was a wooden box left at the bottom of the bag.
"It's that box, hurry up and bring it out!" Wen Ruan said excitedly.
Song Yan took it out as instructed, and casually picked up a rag to wipe it clean. Gradually, he began to feel that something was wrong.
When Song Yan was a child, he often visited his maternal grandfather's house and saw many fine things. Putting aside the material of this wooden box, it was indeed made of huanghuali wood. It should be a dressing box. It was made of relatively little material and is not worth much now. Back then, Song's mother had a lot of huanghuali furniture as part of her dowry, but it was temporarily stored away due to the times.
However, the weight seemed a bit off, so Song Yan picked up the box and weighed it in his hand.
"Did you find out too?" Wen Ruan asked excitedly.
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