Chapter 262 Moving
Liu Qingqing wanted to send the old lady back and live in Wuning for a while.
However, after graduation, she was transferred back to the military textile factory.
The matter of returning to Wuning was left unresolved.
She arranged all the bags and sent Old Lady Liu on the train.
Then I called Liu Dongfang to ask him to pay attention to the pick-up station.
As a worker-peasant-soldier university student, her salary continued to rise after returning to the factory, reaching 87.5 yuan.
At this time, state-owned factories were in a period of rapid development, and no factories were making losses for the time being.
All the daily necessities needed by the people are in short supply.
The machines are running non-stop, so it is normal for problems to occur.
Liu Qingqing's main job now is to train apprentices, and she will roll up her sleeves and personally tackle difficult problems.
If there is a minor problem, just support your mouth.
At such a young age, I have already started to feel like an older generation.
Everyone who comes in and out calls him "Master Liu".
Liu Qingqing held a large teacup in her hand, with her other hand behind her back, and strolled around the factory. When she had enough time, she returned to the lounge.
Our daily life is so wonderful.
Ever since his mother returned home and became a "leader", Song Qiyang has been walking with his head held high and a bowed step.
Now, almost all the mothers he learned from called him "Master".
Then, that must be his younger generation?
What should I call him?
I racked my little brain for several days but couldn't figure it out.
In the end I gave up, since he was the oldest anyway.
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When she was free, Liu Qingqing took out a pile of wool from the space.
I plan to knit sweaters for Da Song and Xiao Song.
Although it is still a long way from the beginning of autumn, her technique is not good enough. If she waits any longer, she might get too cold to wear it.
When Guo Fengjuan heard that Liu Qingqing wanted to knit a sweater, she enthusiastically taught her various patterns.
"See here? Knit two stitches and then one stitch. Hey, you've already knitted three stitches. Go back one stitch..."
Liu Qingqing was in a panic and was busy for a long time.
"Sister-in-law, let's not do all these fancy moves for now. Let's just do the simplest one, the straight needle."
Guo Fengjuan twitched her lips: "That's so ugly."
"Let me practice first." Liu Qingqing insisted on starting with the regular stitch. She spent three days clumsily knitting a really ugly scarf.
Her intention was to teach Big Song Xiaozhi how to weave first, so that she could practice, and then teach Little Song Xiaozhi how to weave when her skills were good.
Everyone around couldn't bear to watch.
Not only does it look ugly, it's also not on the same page...
Liu Qingqing was not discouraged and started working on the second scarf immediately.
After using it for two days, it is still not ugly, but at least it is not crooked.
When Song Jinglin heard that his wife knitted a scarf for him on the first day of her life, the corners of his mouth smiled all night long.
It was a hot day and I wrapped it around my neck several times.
Walking around the house showing off.
Song Qiyang felt uncomfortable watching this: "Mom, can I not have that scarf?"
"Go away, your mother works so hard, working all day and cleaning the house at night. Don't be so ungrateful." Song Jinglin stood up to defend his wife at the first time.
Liu Qingqing was hurt by his words and said angrily, "Even if you want it, you won't get it. Your dad and I each have one, so it's a perfect couple's scarf, humph."
Just practice first and then weave it for him.
Go eat dust!
"Yes, there's no need to knit it for him. My wife's shoulders must be sore from being tired these days. Come into the house and I'll give you a massage." Song Jinglin took off the scarf, folded it carefully, and then pulled him into the house.
Song Qiyang complained silently in his heart, hoping that his mother would do what she said, as he didn't really need it.
Liu Qingqing was coaxed into happiness and waited for Song Jinglin's massage service with a smile on her face.
My labor has been recognized.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Qingqing started a new challenge - knitting a sweater.
This project is quite large, and there has been very little progress in the past half month.
Liu Qingqing thinks she may not have the talent for knitting sweaters!
It's normal for people to not be good at something.
She relieved herself for a while and then gave up.
In the end, Song Jinglin only received a vest.
I put it on happily.
This may be my daughter-in-law's final work, so I must keep it well.
Song Xiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief. His mother gave up very well.
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In another month, Song Qiyang will be eight years old.
In the compound, this teenager should be going to primary school.
But if you go to primary school, you have to live in the school dormitory.
The little kid, who was only six years old, stayed in school for six days.
Liu Qingqing always felt a little uncomfortable, and she was wondering about the feasibility of picking up and dropping off her child every day.
If a child leaves his parents at a young age, not only will he feel insecure, but his temperament will also be easily distorted.
In addition, Liu Qingqing was always worried that her child would be threatened or bullied outside.
When children are young, they are easily affected by external factors.
Just a few moments may delay a lifetime.
If you need to pick up and drop off every day, it's okay to pick up, but if you need to drop off, you may have to get up around five o'clock and rush to the city.
This is still summer. If it snowed in winter, the road would be very difficult to walk on and the journey would take twice as long.
As for the unit’s car.
Although using a public bus for personal purposes is not a big deal at this time, it does not mean that you can use it every day.
Just when he was worrying about it, Song Jinglin received a promotion order.
Report to Huating City in October.
They had more than a month to prepare.
The two of them no longer have to worry about their children going to school.
They quickly began to busy themselves with their own work.
Even Song Qiyang got busy, exchanging toys with each of his good friends one by one.
This time is different from going to school with his mother, he is going to leave here forever.
Thinking of this, Song Qiyang almost shed tears.
Liu Qingqing was very serious this time and acted as a qualified mother.
My son has been here since he was born, so the relationship must be extremely deep.
My son is an emotional person, which is a good thing.
"Qianyang, we can still come back later, like during your winter or summer vacations."
Song Qiyang hummed and whispered, "Mom, don't lie to me. You and my dad don't have time. I can't leave alone during the holidays."
Liu Qingqing's expression cracked, and the mother-son tenderness lasted only half a minute.
"Then say goodbye to the kid."
Song Yiyang pouted. She had just held him in her arms and asked him about his well-being.
Just left without any hesitation.
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