The captain finally criticized Zhou Han and told him that he could only leave after finishing the work assigned to him.
He didn't say anything to Bai Rongjun, but his indescribable look seemed to say everything.
Bai Rongjun stood there, feeling utterly ashamed. She tried to explain that it was because she was unwell, but the captain ignored her and left.
The scorekeeper gave them five centimeters in the end, while Lu Ronghui's group received four centimeters each. They did it quickly and well.
Originally, Zhou Han was supposed to keep four marks and Bai Rongjun one, but Zhou Han voluntarily gave one of his marks to Bai Rongjun.
As long as the total centimeters are correct, the scorekeepers don't care; they can give the score to whomever they want.
"Shall we go back and cook?"
"How can we cook without firewood? They won't give us any more."
The new educated youth had a very bad impression of Zhou Han and his companion because not only did they not sleep well last night, but they also did not make breakfast this morning. If it weren't for the dry food they had, they would have gone to work hungry this morning.
Bai Rongjun only did a little work before running to rest under the tree, while Zhou Han had to take on the work of both of them. He almost dragged everyone down with him because he couldn't finish.
"We can't just wait here forever, he'll be done in a while."
"Yeah, why don't we go gather some firewood first?"
Some people, not wanting things to get worse, quickly tried to smooth things over, but Bai Rongjun couldn't hold back any longer.
The firewood left there last night was not told to her that it was for cooking the next day. It's so cold now, is she going to take a cold shower?
Besides, they have already apologized and promised to collect the firewood in the next few days, but they keep bringing it up. We came here together as comrades to support each other, but they don't even have the slightest spirit of mutual help.
"We didn't do it on purpose, and we said we would pick up the firewood. What more do you want?"
Someone who was already furious wouldn't tolerate her. "It's all because of you that things are like this now. It's all your fault."
When Zhou Han saw Bai Rongjun facing so many people alone, he was worried that she would be at a disadvantage, so he quickly put down what he was doing and went to help her argue. As a result, the group of people argued in the field for a while.
Lu Ronghui had already gone to gather firewood to cook, while Bai Jiamei stood to the side, facepalming. Why couldn't she cook? If she could, she wouldn't want to be with so many people.
They argued for a long time, but nothing came of it except for getting red in the face. In the end, they all went to collect firewood and went back to cook. After they finished eating, they didn't even have time to rest before it was time to go back to work.
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"Transferred to another hospital? Weren't they saying that mother and child were safe and would be back in a few days?"
Today, the grain station in the family compound received new grain. Early in the morning, Song Qing took his grain ration book and grain coupons and ran out to buy grain. It took him a long time to buy all the grain for this month.
An'an has been attending the child development class for several days now, and she is adapting well and has made many new friends.
A few days ago, when I took her there in the morning, she was teary-eyed. It was a dramatic farewell scene at the entrance of the preschool.
These past few days, when they sent it over, they never looked back, leaving their elderly parents bewildered.
It turns out that it's not that children can't live without their parents, but that parents can't live without them.
Song Qing was sorting the grain and putting it into the rice bin, while Lu Yang helped her and casually mentioned Zhou Lian and her son to her.
Her baby was exceptionally large; the doctor said it was a macrosomic infant and needed to be observed. In addition, the labor was quite long, so she was delivered via cesarean section later. It's estimated that she had been trapped in the birth canal for too long, and she started experiencing shortness of breath and convulsions on the first night.
Later, they were sent to a large hospital in the city, and Wang Minggui went to take care of the mother and son.
"What about their children?"
The two families did not get along well. Song Qing and Zhou Lian had no contact at all. On the day she gave birth, Wang Minggui said he wanted to come and thank her, but Song Qing immediately refused. In that situation, anyone would have helped.
Wang Minggui knew that she didn't want the two families to have much contact anymore, so he didn't force her. That's why she only found out from Lu Yang a few days after Zhou Lian transferred to the city hospital.
"It must have been Director Zhang who arranged for someone to go and take care of them," said the person in charge from the Women's Federation.
"No wonder Director Zhang didn't come to the meeting today. Childbirth is like a life-or-death ordeal for a woman. Even if she survives, she might encounter other problems later on."
Song Qing felt a little emotional. She thought it was over when she heard the doctor say that they were safe that day.
"You've had a tough time. I couldn't be by your side when you gave birth."
Lu Yang apologized to Song Qing. He had only known that childbirth was dangerous before, but after learning about Zhou Lian's situation up close this time, the danger became more concrete.
Although he did have reasons for not being able to be by her side, he still felt guilty.
She went through pregnancy and childbirth all by herself, and by the time he returned, his daughter was already almost able to talk.
Lu Yang knew he hadn't contributed anything; instead, he seemed like someone who came out halfway to pick the fruit.
"You can't go back."
Song Qing felt a little sad when she thought back to those days. She was very confused when she first got pregnant, and she thought that Lu Yang and Bai Jiaying were real. She felt like a villain who used him with ulterior motives and broke them up.
She was terrified that giving birth to the child wouldn't bring her a happy family, and that they might soon get divorced.
Fortunately, she only stayed at the Lu family's house for a few months before returning to her dormitory. After that, her mother took care of her, and she had little contact with her mother-in-law and the Lu family.
After the child was born, looking at her small, tender face, Song Qing kept numbing herself. She didn't want her daughter to lack anything, and as long as Lu Yang didn't file for divorce, she would just live like this in a daze.
Those days seemed so distant to her that she didn't want to dwell on them, so she quickly changed the subject and brought up work.
"The top leaders wanted us to expedite the process, but after we submitted the textile factory plan to the city, the city leaders didn't approve it."
"Not approved?"
Lu Yang was surprised. Why wasn't it approved?
The military region provided manpower and land to set up the factory, which solved the employment problem for the families of the workers and reduced the workload for the city. At the same time, the textile factory's revenue could increase tax revenue and solve the problem of insufficient textile supply in the city.
It's a great thing no matter how you look at it.
"The city's idea is to build the factory together with the military region. They will approve the land and build roads for us, so it doesn't have to be built in the military region."
Actually, the city leaders had their eyes on the textile factory, and several communes near the military region were also short of factories. If they were to establish one together, they could recruit workers in the communes and solve the employment problem for the villagers.
“The city leaders want to create jobs for the commune, which means our military region will have to recruit fewer people.”
So now it's a two-way game. The city plans to provide land for road construction and also supply the market, but this lucrative opportunity can't just fall into the hands of the military region; they also want a share.
"Our top leader definitely won't agree to this, so we're at a stalemate now."
The factory, which originally belonged entirely to the military region, was now jointly managed by both parties. Who could stand that?
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