Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Registration_1 Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Registration_1 Just then, a clerk hurried over, stopped in surprise upon seeing a strange young girl and a child, and then whispered a few words into the director’s ear.

The director then gave a signal with his eyes to people behind him.

Song Yunuan pretended not to notice.

She successfully signed up, probably the only external applicant, as all the others seemed to be internal applicants.

Standing at the entrance, she noticed that the big red paper on the wall had indeed been torn down.

Why was it torn down?

It must be because even with registration open, they prioritize their own people first.

This is called “keeping the good stuff within the family.”

The interview was scheduled for next Monday, just three days away; she needed to cram for it when she got back.

Luckily, the girl was truly familiar with musical notation.

As Song Yunuan and the little fatty left, the director’s eyes flickered, and he said to another person, “Don’t you think this is a bit odd?”

“What’s odd?” the clerk scratched his head, asking in confusion.

“Isn’t it too coincidental?

The paste on the paper wasn’t even dry yet, and she came to register.”

The clerk nodded in agreement, it was indeed too coincidental.

He leaned in and whispered in the director’s ear, “Could it be that the brigade leader or someone else just leaked the news, and then they waited here?

Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental?

To be honest, not many of our internal staff even knew about it.”

“Director, since it’s just a registration and not a final decision, if she’s not suitable, we definitely can’t take her.”

The cultural troupe director nodded in agreement, right, this was just registration, who knew what the final outcome would be?

He was very curious about who was behind the girl.

At that moment, the little fatty was being stubborn and refused to leave without Song Yunuan carrying him.

Song Yunuan spoke leisurely, “I can carry you, but next time I come to the county, I am not bringing you along.”

The little fatty quickly lifted his chubby face, “Sister, is it not even okay if I pinch your cheeks?”

Song Yunuan pinched her brother’s cheeks and refused mercilessly, “No, you’re already grown up, how can you expect your sister to carry you?”

Asheng was puzzled, when did I grow up?

I wasn’t even aware.

Song Yunuan truly couldn’t let her brother walk back home.

Her uncle had sneakily given her ten cents, and her auntie had given her twenty cents, enough for her and her brother to take the bus back.

Song Mingsheng had to remind her, “Sister, Grandpa said yesterday that he would come to pick us up.

He wanted to bring some fish and shrimp for the custodian, as his daughter-in-law has just had a baby and needs to recover.”

Oh right, Grandpa reminded her over and over, and she had completely forgotten in the hustle and bustle.

“We should go to the fertilizer factory.”

In the end, Song Yunuan had no choice but to carry the little fatty on her back.

The little guy might act all grown-up, but he wasn’t even five years old yet.

As she passed by the scrap collection station, she wondered whether Old Man Ji had seen his daughter or not.

Meanwhile, at the home of Dr.

Ji from Pear Tree Brigade.

There were the brigade leader and several neighbors present.

As well as Dr.

Ji’s husband, Ji Dong, and their little daughter, Ji Yingying.

Lying on the kang was a woman with her eyes tightly closed.

It was Dr.

Ji.

Seated on a chair was a solemn-faced old man.

He was not well-dressed, wearing only the work uniform from the county’s scrap collection station, but even so, no one dared to underestimate the old man.

Especially since he was holding golden needles.

Dr.

Ji had several of them stuck in her head, a sight that was quite startling.

Old Man Ji seemed oblivious to those around him.

Ji Dong’s heart pounded in nervous chaos.

He feared his wife would remember everything, afraid she would leave home with her biological father.

This was the countryside, he was just a farmer, didn’t even finish elementary school, lost his parents and family at a young age, it was Chunxiu who gave him a home.

His hands were clenched in anxiety.

Yet deep down, he still hoped Chunxiu would remember.

But his father-in-law seemed to be a doctor?

Old Man Ji looked at Ji Dong with disdain and then retracted his gaze with the same disapproval.

He may have had well-proportioned features and been tall, but he seemed a bit slow-witted, didn’t he?

He beckoned, “Yingying.”

Ji Yingying ran over, “Grandpa, mom has been asleep for almost a day and a night now, why hasn’t she woken up yet?”

The crowd smiled, the child wasn’t shy with strangers.

When called her grandpa, she immediately started calling him that.

“Hmm, she’ll wake up soon,” said Old Man Ji in a gentle voice.

At that moment, Ji Chunxiu’s eyelids fluttered and she slowly opened her eyes.

The people in the room fell silent, silent as the grave.

They gazed intently at Ji Chunxiu as she sat up.

But her eyes fell on the white-haired and aged Old Man Ji, her voice trembling and tears streaming down, “Dad!”

At this time, Song Yunuan still didn’t know that Old Man Ji had found his daughter, she pondered that Hospital Director Zhuang and Su Junze should be aware of Old Man Ji’s abilities.

If they couldn’t handle this, then she could not be blamed.

She just wondered whether Lin Qing would still harbor malice towards the Song family after this incident?

If he still harbored thoughts of revenge, how should the Song family respond?

When they arrived at the fertilizer factory, it didn’t take long before they saw Old Man Song coming over with a basket of fish on his back.

Seeing his grandchildren, Old Man Song’s eyes crinkled with joy.

But he immediately asked, “Have you eaten?”

Song Mingsheng obediently nodded, “Grandpa, you might not believe it if I told you.”

“What?” Old Man Song’s eyes widened.

“Last night, my sister and I ate meat-stirred noodles at Auntie’s house, and this morning we had deep-fried dough sticks with soy milk, and for lunch, dumplings filled with cabbage and meat, so fragrant and delicious.”

Old Man Song pondered in his heart.

Could it be that Sun Jinrong had also heard Little Nuan’s heartfelt cry?

So, was it about her prophecy?

That’s why Sun Jinrong acted so out of character and so warmly?

Old Man Song sighed, no matter how selfish the children were, as parents, all they wanted was for them to be safe.

The warehouse keeper was waiting for him at the back door.

She was a woman in her forties.

In grandpa’s basket were more than a dozen crucian carp seeds, which made the aunt’s eyes widen in surprise.

“That’s great, I’ll make fish soup for my daughter-in-law,” she said.

“Aunt, you really are a good mother-in-law!” Song Yunuan praised with a beaming smile.

The warehouse keeper, flattered by the pretty young girl’s compliment, was also very happy.

They had agreed in advance to exchange fish for white flour.

The warehouse keeper gave him five kilos of white flour and then asked Old Man Song, “You are from the countryside, how do you not have access to white flour?”

This wasn’t the first time he had heard such a question.

Rice and white flour were both grown by peasants, so why couldn’t many peasants afford to eat rice or white flour year-round?

It was just like Little Asheng, the only time he ever ate rice was at Auntie’s house.

That time, Sun Jinrong needed a favor from Song Liang, and Song Liang happened to be taking the kids to the city, so he cooked them rice mixed with millet.

It’s a mixture of millet and rice.

Later on, millet became even more expensive than rice.

But now, the children fixated on the rice in their bowls, patiently picking out the white grains to eat first.

Otherwise, eating them together would mean they couldn’t taste the distinct flavor of rice.

Old Man Song didn’t react with sarcasm, he just chuckled heartily, “We have a lot of people in our family, so we go through food quickly.”

“Ah, it’s like that with many children,” she sympathized.

The warehouse keeper also gave them an extra dime, suggesting it be used to buy candy for the kids.