"Oh, it's a girl."
The door was opened, and the face that appeared was not the familiar Sister Lu.
Just as I was hesitating, Sister Lu's voice came from inside.
Liu Qingqing smiled at the middle-aged woman at the door, turned around and responded, "Hey, sister, I'm here to see you."
Since there were other people around, Liu Qingqing quickly swallowed the "Sister Lu" in her mouth and replaced it with a more intimate name.
Sister Lu's brows twitched slightly, and she smiled and said, "Come in and sit down."
Liu Qingqing glanced at the two benches in the room. She wasn't that brave. She would just sit on them casually when someone asked her to.
She placed the basket on the wooden table and lifted the dark blue cover, revealing the neatly folded creamy white fabric inside.
"Sister, I originally wanted to make two small suits of clothes, but you know me. I haven't got any children myself, so I can't decide whether they are too big or too small. So I brought a piece of muslin for my little nephew."
Sister Lu came closer and touched the fabric with her fingertips: "Sister, this cotton cloth is so soft, I haven't even seen it in the supply and marketing cooperative."
How could it not be soft? This piece of cloth is "fine cotton cloth specially supplied by Lincheng Supply and Marketing Cooperative".
The name sounds unusual.
Liu Qingqing blinked: "My husband sent it to me. It's from Lincheng."
When Sister Lu heard this, she became even more curious and touched it left and right.
The middle-aged woman next to her also came to the table and said, "Yan'er, this cloth is so soft."
The smile in Lu Yan's eyes faded a little: "Sister Han, it's almost noon, you should go eat, I'll stay here and wait for my sister to come and accompany me."
The woman surnamed Han paused, dropped the cloth she was stroking, and said in a long tone, "I'll come back this afternoon."
Lu Yan's face was cold and she was unmoved by her sarcasm.
Liu Qingqing took a look and thought, oh, it seems that the two of them are not getting along.
"Sister, what is this?" Liu Qingqing gestured toward the door.
Lu Yan rolled her eyes at the empty door. Don't think that this job at the scrap yard is not very good.
But this is also a popular job.
There are too many people and too few jobs, so in the city, even brothers will fight over a job.
There is no trick now, everyone is just doing one thing for one person.
You have to remove one before you can insert the other.
It turns out that the job of a recorder at a purchasing station is a job that an old man has to do, especially since the past two years have coincided with the "revolutionary" craze.
This scrap yard suddenly became a popular place, and the old man was also frightened by those young people who were so excited.
Retired early.
When the new people took over, it was the time when the Red Guard activities were at their most severe, and truckloads of things were delivered to the scrap yard every day.
Looking at the piles of scrap yard, I was tempted and took some inappropriate things out.
It was also cleaned up the next day.
Not only did his work disappear, but he was also demoted.
When changing people again, we took into consideration the fact that the scrap yard had a lot of business.
It takes carefulness to register these things, and I am also worried that someone will have bad intentions.
Only then were two female comrades recruited, Lu Yan and Han Xiuhua.
Since the second half of the year, the activities have basically passed and things have become much quieter outside.
Only occasionally would something like "killing one's own relatives for the sake of justice" pop up.
This is also the reason why Lu Yan rushed out immediately when he saw someone touching those deadly things.
If someone were to target her, wouldn't she be implicated?
"Don't worry about her. She's always been sneaky and cunning." Lu Yan was annoyed with Han Xiuhua, especially since she became pregnant. She always made subtle remarks about her.
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