Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 44 - The Man Who Changes His Mind Frequently_1

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 The Man Who Changes His Mind Frequently_1

Chapter 44 -44 The Man Who Changes His Mind Frequently_1

Old Ghu, disregarding what others might think, decided not to investigate any further.

The girl named Song Ting had a light in her eyes and love in her voice, she was definitely a trustworthy and good comrade!

Song Yunuan also felt incredibly shocked, she discovered that almost everyone could sing this song.

A song truly engraved in the genes and melded into the bloodstream.

She never actually learned it, yet she knew how to sing it.

Isn’t that magical?

Song Ting was asked to stay for a talk and went to the meeting room they had used before.

Most people in this era were sincere and enthusiastic.

In just a short while, the chubby kid had collected over a dozen pieces of candy.

Song Yunuan rushed to tell Grandpa the good news.

Old Man Song, who had been waiting outside anxiously, didn’t know what to say when he received the joyful news.

Song Yunuan told Grandpa to wait outside because they would be out soon.

Old Ghu gave Song Ting three days off, telling her to officially start work in three days, with a three-month evaluation period, mainly to assess her character.

The performance troupe had dormitories.

The woman who silenced others was Logistics Director Peng.

She was a nice person and happily led a few people to the dormitory.

Old Ghu had instructed Director Peng in advance to arrange for Song Ting to stay in a good dormitory, not where the conditions were good, but where the colleagues were.

The dormitory wasn’t large and was quite old, but it was clean and had two beds.

The one against the western wall was Song Ting’s.

The colleague across seemed to have gone to work, which made Song Ting sigh in relief.

Right now there was only a straw mat on the bed, and as Song Ting touched it, she still felt like she was dreaming.

Director Peng brought over a piece of paper and a transfer letter, saying patiently, “These are the things you need to bring, as well as the introductory letter for food relations and such.

Remember to have everything ready in three days.

I’ll go get your rural-to-urban resident status changed.”

Song Ting’s breath quickened.

Just like in a dream, would she now be eating commodity grain?

Song Yunuan’s eyes lit up, “Director Peng, I also have an urban household registration.

Can I and my aunt get ours settled together?”

“You can, but where do you want it to be?” Director Peng asked softly.

“…Is the East District Police Station okay?

My uncle has rented a house over there.”

Director Peng agreed and gave a few more instructions.

Old Ghu also came over and gave Song Ting two books, telling her to read them well when she got home.

Song Yunuan placed the two books into her aunt’s shoulder bag.

They were professional books, understandable only by her aunt.

They were about voice and music history.

Song Ting caressed them like treasures, then suddenly reached out and hugged Song Yunuan, her voice choked with emotion, “Little Nuan, thank you!”

Song Yunuan smiled and said, “Auntie, let’s go, let’s hurry to find Grandpa.”

All the way out of the performance troupe, they did not see the woman who had been antagonistic toward the aunt.

Song Yunuan and Song Ting left the building, happy, with the joyful Little Nuan.

Little Nuan had learned to be smart now; whenever he went out with his sisters, he would carry a small canvas shoulder bag his grandma made for him.

Because there was a high likelihood he would get treats.

At the moment, the little shoulder bag contained over twenty pieces of milk candy and fruit candy with floral wrappers.

This was the greatest fortune of his life.

While being held by his sister’s hand, he felt so happy.

The three of them left the gate of the performance troupe, only to see Old Song pacing back and forth not far across the street.

Seeing his daughter and granddaughter emerge, smiling, Old Song knew it was not a dream, this was real.

Then Song Ting personally told her dad that she really got the job, a dormitory was assigned, and she would start work in three days.

Oh yes, she would now be eating commodity grain.

Ah ah ah!

Song Ting was so excited that she really wanted to burst into song.

Old Man Song finally calmed his emotions and asked tremblingly, “Little Nuan, where to now?”

“First to see Sister Zhao, to share the good news with her and to bring the wheat flour directly back.”

Meanwhile, Lew Yuan and a group of leaders emerged from the meeting room.

They were all discussing among themselves.

The old secretary said that Song Ting’s “Embroidered Gold Plaque” was wonderfully sung; he felt moved from the very first line.

It wasn’t his first time hearing it, so why did he lose his composure this time?

Old Ghu said with a chuckle, “Song Ting’s singing has a soul.”

Lew Yuan agreed with this sentiment wholeheartedly, nodding repeatedly on the side.

Song Ting was a singer unlike any other.

Just then, someone called out to him from behind, “Comrade Lew, could you wait a moment?”

Lew Yuan paused in his steps.

He turned back and saw Lin Xuezhu smiling at him warmly.

A sneer rose in Lew Yuan’s heart.

No longer playing hard to get, no longer keeping him on tenterhooks?

However, his face remained calm, “Comrade Lin, is something the matter?”

Lin Xuezhu’s heart skipped a beat; it used to be Xuezhu, now why had he become so distant?

Had he set his sights on a new target?

Envy seeped deep into Lin Xuezhu’s heart, yet her face remained tender as she tentatively said, “There’s a movie tonight at the county cinema.”

Lew Yuan responded, “I have to work overtime tonight.

Even if there’s a movie, I won’t have time to watch it.

Hehe, Comrade Lin, I still have business to attend to, please excuse me.”

Without waiting for Lin Xuezhu to speak, Lew Yuan turned and left without looking back.

Lin Xuezhu felt as though she could hear laughter behind her.

Her face flushed red, and she suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of embarrassment.

But the jealousy inside her only grew deeper.

It was all Song Ting’s fault.

If not for her, Lew Yuan would’ve been happy to go to the movies with her today.

Just then, a woman about her age approached, with a delicate and gentle appearance.

She took Lin Xuezhu aside, cast a glare at those few girls, and said softly, “You know, you’re too straightforward sometimes.

Be more tactful.

Although we all know what those words meant just now, you can’t just say it outright.

The first to sign up—everyone knows there’s something fishy about it, and it’s only fooling the fools.

But when everyone is aware of the situation and no one else is saying it, why did you have to point it out?

Haven’t you heard that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down?”

“Xuezhu, it’s just that I can’t stand it.

Why should it be so obvious, as if everyone else is blind?”

The delicate woman was Jia Xuezhu.

A member of the antagonistic faction.

And a soprano actress too.

Her eyes darkened, and she sneered inwardly, sounding so righteous, but wasn’t it all because Lew Yuan voted in favor?

Otherwise, what did it have to do with you, Lin Xuezhu?

She said soothingly, “Alright, don’t be angry.

Director Peng wants us to attend a meeting; it seems it’s about today’s events.

You might get criticized, so remember to admit your fault, okay?”

Lin Xuezhu wanted to protest why she should admit fault, but she swallowed her words back down.

Because she had no proof.

The two of them walked together towards the performing arts troupe’s large conference room.

Jia Xuezhu didn’t care how talented the new colleague might be; soon, once her task was completed, she would return.

She only thought that this Song Ting was a bit pitiable, taking the brunt of it all because of a fickle man; it was quite enough bad luck.

Zhao Li was anxious as she had already brought the wheat flour home.

She had planned to go to the performing arts troupe to have a look, but the Song family grandfather and granddaughter arrived rushing in their horse-drawn cart.

Once she heard that Song Ting had been accepted, she too was overjoyed.

However, there was an issue with the formalities; she plainly said, “From now on, let’s each go our own way.” Then she laughed and added, “Little Nuan insists on calling me sister.”