Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 118 Troublesome_1

Chapter 118: Chapter 118 Troublesome_1

Song Yunuan became instinctively alert when she noticed Chu Zizhou’s gaze.

"I’m very tired. I absolutely won’t work overtime!"

Accountant Li said with a smile, "Little Nuan is amazing. You can tell she must be very good at math. Thankfully, with your help these past few days, we don’t need to work overtime. You can go home and rest."

Song Yunuan set all the account books on the table, and was just about to leave when Chu Zizhou called out to her, "Wait a moment, I have a letter for you here."

Song Yunuan took the kraft envelope and glanced at the address on the bottom, Dragon Aviation Base.

From Gu Huai’an?

Then why didn’t it have her name on it, but Chu Zizhou’s instead?

"Are you sure it’s mine?"

The letter had already been opened, but Song Yunuan didn’t look at it, instead, she looked suspiciously at Chu Zizhou.

Chu Zizhou hurriedly said, "Just take a look for yourself, what’s inside?"

Song Yunuan still didn’t move, frowning, "Brigade Leader Chu, if the letter is for me, why did you open it? Don’t you know it’s illegal to open someone else’s mail?"

Chu Zizhou’s eyes bulged.

He had felt that something was off just now, and there she was, waiting for him.

Chu Zizhou responded, "The envelope has my name on it, what’s wrong with me opening it?"

Song Yunuan’s expression remained calm, she seriously said, "Nothing’s wrong." Not waiting for Chu Zizhou to speak, she then countered, "If it’s yours, why do you say it’s for me?"

Chu Zizhou was a bit frantic.

In all his life, he had never encountered such an exasperating young lady.

He reached out his hand straightforwardly, but Song Yunuan still didn’t move, remaining persistent, "Didn’t you say it’s for me? Are you thinking of taking it back?"

Chu Zizhou: ...

Song Yunuan suddenly chuckled, opened the envelope, and dumped out all sorts of tickets.

What a haul.

Chu Zizhou was out of patience.

Sitting on a chair, he said listlessly, "These tickets are all military tickets. They have no time or regional restrictions and are nationally accepted. You’ve worked hard these past few days. I’ll award you some extra work points. Go home, I need to have dinner soon too."

At this moment, Accountant Li had just gone out, leaving him and Song Yunuan alone in the brigade’s office.

Song Yunuan’s eyes dimmed slightly. Gu Huai’an was not an inconsiderate person, nor someone who acted on impulse upon seeing a pretty face. So, what exactly got his interest in her?

So many military tickets, that’s quite generous.

These couldn’t be bought with money.

Like her bicycle ticket.

The moment she took it out, the clerk at the department store immediately lost their condescension.

One had to admit, the reverence for military personnel was ingrained in the bones of the people.

Song Yunuan put the tickets back into the envelope. Seeing her silent, Chu Zizhou was a bit uncertain about her attitude.

Song Yunuan, however, smiled warmly, "Brigade Leader Chu, please thank Brother Huai’an for me."

Afterwards, Song Yunuan left the brigade office.

It wasn’t just that these items were hard to come by, they were also a gesture from Gu Huai’an. She was one to appreciate kindness and beauty. Such a good-looking younger man was so considerate of her. No matter what his intentions, she would gladly accept his goodwill.

When she reached the main gate, she saw a stream of people walking towards her, including her own father.

Huh, what’s this about?

It turned out, they were going to find Song Liang, saying that they wanted to see Brigade Leader Chu together.

Chu Zizhou was wondering whether to call Gu Huai’an right away. He hadn’t said a word to him, but he guessed Gu probably wanted to hear him talk a lot.

He angrily pounded the desk; what’s with these people—are they entitled, or do they owe something?

But just at that moment, many people came to the gate. Initially thinking there was some error in the accounts, he walked over with furrowed brows, thinking to himself that everything had been properly calculated, clearly accounted for, triple-checked, with money counted and handprints stamped in front of everyone.

What’s the matter, something wrong?

Branch Secretary Guan had gone to the warehouse to set mouse traps, as there were many mice around, digging holes everywhere. Although the area was cemented all around, the mice—as if made of iron—still tried to nibble, undeterred from burrowing through the cement, hence many traps were set.

Hearing the noise, he quickly ran out and was startled to see so many people, hurrying to stand beside Chu Zizhou.

Sun Zhiqing hadn’t left, while the other two female educated youths had been admitted to an electronics factory and had already gone for training.

Now, he was the only educated youth left at the site.

He had just registered; he could finally take this year’s college entrance examination.

Chu Zizhou had given him special permission, although he still had Erdao River household registration and had been allotted land; this land was pooled with the collective’s.

He just needed to focus on reviewing for his exams.

Song Yunuan had even brought him plenty of high school papers, and even some from the ninth grade, over sixty volumes in total, which truly made him feel grateful.

He naturally joined in with the accounting, being the second checkpoint, while Accountant Li was the final verifier.

He had just left the brigade headquarters when he saw many villagers coming back.

Song Yunuan hadn’t gone either; she’d already put the envelope in her shoulder bag, just about to ask her dad what was going on.

Then she heard Song Liang say with a smile, "Brigade Leader, these folks aren’t here for accounts; they asked me to tell you on their behalf, ’We won’t spend a penny of the straw hat money we’ve received; if the hats don’t sell, we’ll refund all the money to you.’"

Song Liang couldn’t quite describe the feeling in his heart.

He’d always felt that none of the villagers in Erdao River were simple, and honestly, he was tired, having had enough over the years. Yet no matter what, he was the brigade leader, and to his children, that counted for something, so he gritted his teeth and kept going.

He had reflected, admitting he wasn’t up to par.

But while he admitted it, seeing the villagers considerate of Chu Zizhou like this gave him a bit of a sour feeling.

Still, he couldn’t show it.

He consoled himself, saying they had conscience for not going directly to Chu Zizhou but instead coming to him as a representative.

Of course, Song Yunuan saw all these emotions clearly, but she didn’t speak. A shift in mindset and adjustment takes time; in fact, if Chu Zizhou hadn’t come, her dad might still be the brigade leader.

You could say his intervention was quite significant.

Then she could change her approach, like helping her dad make Erdao River Village the top village and even create something like the Erdao River Group.

But this was good too.

Song Yunuan smirked to herself every time she thought of the Erdao River Group.

That name really had a grassroots feel to it.

Chu Zizhou also breathed a sigh of relief.

He had thought there was some trouble.

He quickly assured everyone, "I’m glad and moved that you all think this way; after all, it’s my own money that I’ve advanced for you all. But don’t worry this time, I’ve already contacted a buyer beforehand, and the straw hats will surely sell. Rest assured, and now, it’s getting late, everyone go home and have dinner."

Then everyone left happily.

After speaking a few words with Song Liang, Old Man Sun called everyone to dinner.

The smell of food was drifting over.

With Chu Zizhou here, apart from missing his nightlife, the food and drink were pretty good.

Song Yunuan waved at him and then followed Song Liang home.

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