"Can Dad come home every day?" Qiao Mo asked. She remembered that Kang Weimin rarely spent time at home before.
"Well, your father works in the military district. As long as he doesn't leave the army, he can go home every day." The old lady nodded.
"I understand. From now on, Mingyuan and I will take turns living in the research institute and Yongxing Street." Qiao Mo nodded. With Kang Weimin as the backbone of the family, there is no need for them to go home every day.
"You can arrange it yourselves." The old lady nodded.
That day, Qiao Mo stayed in the old house for one night and returned to Yongxing Street the next morning. She dyed cloth with Wu Weiqian and his brothers every morning, and went to the garment workshop to help cut or sew clothes in the afternoon. Occasionally, she would take time to go to the mountains in Hedong to cut some small trees and store them in the space bungalow to revise the "Traditions of Herbs and Trees".
Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, half of the summer vacation is over. The fabrics that need to be dyed have already been dyed, and all the Dacron fabrics have been made into ready-made clothes and are selling well.
Seeing that the sales of skirts were particularly hot, Qiao Mo imported a batch of Dacron fabrics from Southern Province. In order to speed up the progress, and considering that Tang Xinmei and others had to go back to school after the semester started, it was impossible for him to continue working in the garment workshop.
She recruited a few aunts who had retired from the garment factory and a few educated youth who had returned from the countryside and had not yet found a job. She asked Aunt Yang to take charge and lead them to work the day shift, while Tang Xinmei led the original team to work the night shift. With a fixed staff, their garment workshop was officially established.
Ten days later, the newly arrived Dacron fabric was almost finished. Qiao Mo arranged for the night shift to use the dyed Dacron to make autumn clothes, while the day shift continued to make skirts. He also bought a batch of blended fabrics and tweed fabrics from Mr. Chen in Southern Province to make autumn and winter clothes.
Early that morning, Qiao Mo went to Nanhai Road to deliver another batch of goods. At the same time, he also placed a batch of goods in his own backyard and asked Wu Weiqian, Wu Weijin, Tang Xinmei, and Wang Jiaming to sell them: After Tang Xinmei and the others finished their night shift at the garment workshop, they took the goods from Qiao Mo and set up stalls in the black market for half a day.
After arranging one thing, Qiao Mo decided not to come over for the time being: she wanted to have a good retreat at the research institute: during this period, she had not only been a little slack in her studies, but also had not completed the lessons assigned by Bai Ge, so she wanted to put one thing aside and concentrate on studying for a few days.
But her ideal was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. She had only been staying in the research institute for two days when Kang Zhiyuan and Wang Meilan both came back with injuries. One of them injured his leg and the other injured his arm.
When Qiao Mo and Kang Mingyuan received the news, they were both lying in the Donghai Military Region Hospital.
"Brother, sister-in-law, are you seriously injured?" Qiao Mo saw that both of them had sad faces and couldn't help asking.
"I just broke my arm and it's been set. He just needs to rest. Your elder brother is in trouble. His kneecap is broken. If things go wrong, his leg may be crippled." Wang Meilan was worried: Kang Zhiyuan is a soldier. If his leg cannot be restored, his career will be over.
Hearing that Kang Zhiyuan's kneecap was fractured, Qiao Mo knew it was a troublesome matter, so she released her spiritual sense to probe his leg bones. In an instant, Kang Zhiyuan's lower leg bones appeared clearly in her mind: Yes, his lower leg kneecap was fractured, and it was a comminuted fracture. In his case, with the existing technology, the possibility of complete recovery is very slim.
Fortunately, their unit sent him back in time. Qiao Mo could use her supernatural powers to help him repair it, but she was not a doctor and had never demonstrated her medical skills. Even if she wanted to help, she didn't know how to ask.
Even if she said it, no one would believe her, but she couldn't just turn a blind eye and watch Kang Zhiyuan live with a crippled leg. She thought about it over and over again but couldn't come up with a good solution. Finally, she decided to discuss it with Kang Mingyuan first.
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