Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 66 - It said to me, I’m hungry, I’m hungry, I’m hungry_1

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: It said to me, I’m hungry, I’m hungry, I’m hungry_1

Chapter 66 -66: It said to me, I’m hungry, I’m hungry, I’m hungry_1

The grandparents and grandchild hurriedly took a cart to the cultural troupe, there to deliver a pair of pants Song Ting had just finished making.

They finally got to see Song Ting, who was in good spirits.

Song Ting told them that there would be a consolation performance in the countryside this Sunday, and oddly, the first stop was chosen to be Erdao River Village.

It wasn’t strange, Sunday was the day after tomorrow.

Would Gu Huai’an go to Erdao River Village?

Then, Erdao River Village also had a visitor from Beidu, a college student.

His name was Chu Zizhou, the newly appointed leader of the brigade.

Song Ting looked at her family in surprise.

Was it true or a joke?

Song Ting cherished the new pants in her hands, and then took out two catties of meat coupons from her pocket: “These were part of yesterday’s welfare distribution.

You can buy meat at the grocery store with them.”

She further instructed, “I also got meal coupons in advance.

The food in the canteen is very good now, so make sure you don’t save any for me.”

The usually beaming Song Ting suddenly became serious.

Following her gaze, Song Yunuan saw Lew Yuan riding a bicycle.

Lew Yuan, noticing the three generations of the Song family, nodded politely, smiled, and said to Old Man Song, “Uncle Song, I’m going to deliver some documents to the upstairs office.

You’re busy…”

Old Man Song hurriedly greeted him back.

That young man was certainly affable.

Their paths crossed as if it were a matter of routine.

Song Yunuan gave Song Ting a meaningful look and suddenly said, “Grandpa, I need to talk to my little aunt for a moment.

Asheng, stay with Grandpa.

We girls are going to whisper, so don’t follow.”

Little tail Asheng was obedient because there was meat to be had.

He stood by his grandfather’s side without a fuss.

Meanwhile, Song Yunuan took Song Ting aside and whispered, “Little aunt, you haven’t become a regular employee yet, and although they’ve converted your status from rural to urban, if you make a mistake, you could lose it all.”

Song Ting hurriedly nodded: “I know.

As long as I work hard, there shouldn’t be a problem.

Chief Ghu said not to put psychological pressure on myself, and no one is going to undermine me.

Just rest easy.”

Chief Ghu was indeed a good leader.

“Hmm, little aunt, but on the other hand, your workplace must have its schemers, those who are jealous of you and want to laugh at your expense.

So, if someone approaches you with ulterior motives, be careful, regardless of whether they are male or female…”

Song Ting, amused by her niece’s stern face, couldn’t help but pinch her cheek: “Little aunt knows, I’ll be careful.”

She then glanced in the direction of Lew Yuan and lowered her voice: “That Director Peng who took care of me is really nice.

She taught me a lot about people and things I need to be aware of.

Like Lew Yuan who just went inside.

He was pursuing Lin Xuezhu from the troupe before, but she was hot and cold towards him, yet there still seemed to be something between them.

But now, Lew Yuan suddenly stopped caring about Lin Xuezhu.

Director Peng also mentioned that Lew Yuan is actually a good guy, well-educated and ambitious.

As for Lin Xuezhu, she’s very jealous and proud.

Director Peng told me just to be wary and not to try too hard to fit in, so as not to be alienated.

She said that I have too much to learn right now and not to rush into marriage, that love will come when fate wills it…”

Song Yunuan was relieved; Director Peng seemed like a good person.

Indeed, if the beam above is straight, the one below won’t be crooked.

Jia Xuezhu was an exception.

She didn’t need to go out of her way to warn her little aunt about it, as there would be no way to explain how she knew Jia Xuezhu and Zuo Shanhong were bad news.

Since Chief Ghu valued her little aunt and was focusing on cultivating her, she wouldn’t let her little aunt be dragged down by those two.

Song Yunuan felt that she might have misunderstood Gu Huai’an.

Did he keep visiting Nanshan County Town because the base had been infiltrated by the antagonistic faction?

But now was not the time to think about that.

Song Ting had to return to her studies.

She was racing against the clock and dared not waste a moment.

Song Yunuan even slipped her ten yuan.

Song Ting’s eyes reddened, thinking how much better it would have been if she hadn’t been switched at birth.

Song Ting didn’t refuse it; she hadn’t received her salary yet and was indeed short of money.

But now that she had solved her problem with food, she would have fewer expenses.

Besides, she now had a new pair of pants, and the clothes she wore were made by her sister-in-law before she reported for duty.

But it didn’t take ten dollars, it took only one yuan, and she stuffed the rest back.

After greeting her father and little nephew, Song Ting headed back to the literary performance troupe with a spring in her step.

Old Man Song felt a bit reluctant to let her go, yet seeing his daughter in such a good unit seemed surreal to him.

On their way to Old Man Ji’s home by carriage, Song Yunuan learned that even buying a horse these days wasn’t an easy affair.

Moreover, the price of a horse was over 300 yuan.

It was the kind they couldn’t afford.

At this time, Gu Huai’an’s car pulled up by a wall, and it wasn’t long before secretary Xiao Wu returned.

He directly reported to Gu Huai’an that Song Yunuan had taken the recruitment exam for the electronics factory.

She seemed to have done quite well in the first Chinese language test, but for the second mathematics test…

she didn’t write a single answer, handing in a blank paper.

The reason was that during the exam, there were three people next to her, causing the invigilator to even think something had happened.

Among these three, one was Qin Siqi, who was mistakenly taken as another, and another was Song Yunuan’s former fiancé from the compound.

When mentioning the fiancé, Xiao Wu sneakily glanced at his leader before continuing to report the situation.

Gu Huai’an simply hummed in acknowledgment, and then told Xiao Tian to drive on.

Their route first took them to the commune, and then to Erdao River.

Going ahead of them were two technicians from the Huaibei rice grain base, primarily to assess whether Erdao River Village was suitable for rice cultivation.

Xiao Wu didn’t dare to speculate, was this for Chu Zizhou or for that someone?

Midway, Old Man Song delivered some of the scrap material to a recycling station.

After deducting the cost, he made two yuan in profit.

Old Man Song was very happy as he continued to Old Mr.

Ji’s home with his horse-drawn cart.

Old Song stayed behind to watch over the cart, while Song Yunuan carried a bag with an incense burner to Pine Tree Alley, along with her brother.

By this hour, the old master had already returned home.

Ji Xinyi greeted Song Yunuan and Asheng with warmth as they arrived, just as Ji Yingying was reciting a soup-tending song.

Asheng stood by curiously listening.

Ji Yingying’s eyes twinkled, “Asheng, I’ve learned to take pulses.

Do you want me to check yours?”

Asheng happily sat down, extending his little arm.

Ji Yingying imitated her grandfather, “How has your appetite been lately?”

Asheng answered honestly, “Everything I eat tastes delicious.”

“And how are you feeling right now?”

“I feel like my stomach is talking to me.”

Ji Yingying’s eyes suddenly widened in surprise, “What’s it saying?”

“It’s telling me, ‘I’m hungry, I’m hungry, I’m hungry…'”

Ji Xinyi laughed with a snort, “Little Asheng, why are you so cute?

I’m going to make stuffed pancakes for lunch today; you and your sister should stay and eat with us.

Oh, and your grandfather too, just find a place to tie up the horse cart.”

Song Yunuan hastily declined, telling Asheng not to be naughty, and she asked for Old Mr.

Ji to take a look at the incense burner.

Old Ji looked at the incense burner with a solemn expression.

Seeing Old Ji’s expression, Song Yunuan felt there might be a chance.

The incense burner wasn’t very large, fitting into the hand, its exterior a faded mottled gold.

After a while, Old Ji asked Song Yunuan, “How did you come by this?”