"Just because we can't do it now doesn't mean we can't do it in the future. I think the colors and patterns they used are really nice. I wish we could do it too."
Upon seeing the two of them return, the people who had been discussing the matter enthusiastically in the dormitory immediately gathered around them.
Even after returning to their dormitory, the group was still immersed in the shock of the morning.
The sight of bolts of raw cloth being dyed in various vibrant colors through huge dye vats is truly breathtaking.
"We will also have dyeing and weaving workshops in the future." Factory Director Shen said that they would make garments in the future, and since they were going to make garments, there would definitely be dyeing involved.
"I also want to learn dyeing."
Ye Huilai was deeply moved when she saw Technician Fang wearing a white coat and a mask today, and she wanted to become like her.
Wang He snorted coldly, "She's a college graduate from a textile college in Shanghai, that's what she studied. Let's talk about it after you get accepted."
“Wang He, you’re wrong. How many of us are college graduates? Didn’t we all learn machinery from Master Liu? When the fabric clerk comes, he’ll have to work on the fabric too. Who’s better than whom?”
"Huilai, don't worry about her. You'll definitely have a chance in the future."
Nobody likes someone who complains all the time and is sarcastic. We're all colleagues, but she always manages to ruin the atmosphere.
"……I"
"Alright, alright, go and rest now. We have to go to the garment factory this afternoon."
Each dormitory room has three bunk beds; one room is empty and used to store luggage, while Song Qing sleeps on the top bunk.
Summers in the south are extremely hot and humid. Before going to bed, they would take a cold shower, and a huge fan would slowly turn overhead, making its own unique sound.
Song Qing lay in bed, staring at the snow-white ceiling, unable to fall asleep for a long time, accompanied by the sound of the fan.
She went to Ancheng back then, and she doesn't know how Xiaoshu knew her address.
"Sister Song Qing, our family was wronged back then. We hope you can help us."
In 1977, the ten-year catastrophe had passed, and many people began to clear their names of injustice.
At that time, her mother was in poor health, her father had passed away long ago, and her brother was also in bad condition. Chen Yushu could only force herself to start contacting her parents' former friends.
I hope they can help.
Song Qing agreed, and after a long period of collecting information, coupled with the connections Chen's parents had made, their case has been progressing steadily.
She found it strange at the time; it was always Chen Yushu who came over, and Chen Yuqi never showed up.
Even Xiao Shu hadn't mentioned him much, and Song Qing thought that perhaps their previous relationship made it inconvenient for them to meet.
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