Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 97: Thoughts Stirred_1

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Thoughts Stirred_1

Of course, it might just be a spillover from the lumber mill.

But regardless, the fact that Uncle could transfer his and Auntie’s work quotas indicates Factory Manager Duan is a fair man.

Of course, it’s also because Uncle was a high school student and also because Uncle was so capable, standing out among the temp workers and setting a benchmark for the official ones.

Though some disdained him, those in the same workshop, in the same group, all liked him.

People who work hard without hogging the limelight are liked in any era.

Whether he will succeed or not, it’s up to Uncle’s luck.

In the end, luck is also a form of strength.

Uncle went to his unit to report, happy as can be, while Song Yunuan took her younger brother to Old Mr. Ji’s home.

She brought Yingying a gift from the provincial capital, a pretty flower dress purchased from a foreign trade store.

Old Mr. Ji now had nothing to do, and even had a telephone installed at home, with Hospital Director Zhuang almost reporting daily.

There was also a new volunteer to do miscellaneous tasks.

He was said to be one of Old Mr. Ji’s young disciples, around the same age as Ji Xinyi.

He never married, remained single all his life, and had been driven away by his master in despair, only to go off to the Great Northwest to join a rural commune. After all, he was a good doctor; he saved someone’s life, and that person took care of him until he returned to the city.

Upon returning to the city, his family told him his master had returned, and his master’s daughter had been found.

What exactly caused the memory loss, no one knows for now.

But he was in Nanshan County Town.

It was said he was waiting for his grandson to finish the school term.

So, Xiao Dizi came to Nanshan County Town.

That was his nickname; his surname was Di.

He asked Song Yunuan to call him Uncle.

"It would be confusing, I already have an uncle," Song Yunuan politely declined.

"Then... call me Uncle Di."

So, when Song Yunuan and Asheng came to Old Mr. Ji’s place, there was an additional "Uncle Di."

Old Mr. Ji told Song Yunuan that the fabric had arrived, just the day before, and her father, Song Liang, had borrowed a large truck to take it away.

Song Yunuan took out the little dress and had Yingying try it on—her taste, of course, was beyond question.

With Ji Xinyi not at home, Song Yunuan dressed the little girl and she looked like a little princess.

The two children played in the house while Song Yunuan went to chat with Old Mr. Ji.

Song Yunuan told Old Mr. Ji that she had seen Gu Huai’an in the provincial capital.

Old Mr. Ji looked at Song Yunuan with a meaningful glance, pondering that Huai’an, the darling of the heavens, Elder Gu’s most beloved grandson, a young man as lustrous as the clear and bright sky, must have taken a fancy to Little Nuan.

But he could only pretend not to know.

That girl, Song Yunuan, was no ordinary person either.

Yet there seemed to be things that he, an old man, couldn’t quite understand.

In this world, where is there an affection without reason?

There must be something.

Before he could figure out how to subtly probe, Song Yunuan leaned closer to Old Mr. Ji, "Grandpa Ji, please tell me the truth, how much bonus will I get this time?"

Old Mr. Ji felt he was overthinking it again.

So, he asked in return, "Didn’t Huai’an tell you?"

"I asked him, but he said he didn’t know."

"I don’t know either, I told Museum Director Feng that I can’t go to Beidu, so it’s better to give the bonus to Huai’an."

Song Yunuan pouted, "Okay, as long as it’s not coming out of my own pocket, it’s fine."

Song Yunuan thought of something and glanced at Uncle Xiao Dizi, who was busy in the yard, then lowered her voice, "Grandpa Ji, tell me the truth, did you and your female disciple really have an affair?"

Old Mr. Ji was actually still thinking about Gu Huai’an.

Clearly, the little girl didn’t understand.

Who would have thought that she would be bold enough to actually ask him that?

Ever since his daughter recovered her memory, he was shocked to discover that she remembered everything, except for his female disciple from those years, who was now the wife of Jiu City’s Qian family’s big shot, Wei Qingmei.

She wasn’t the first wife but the one he married later. After Big Shot Qian’s wife passed away, he married her six months later.

His female disciple was talented, and after joining the Qian family, she took care of their health, earning the affection of everyone, from the elders to the younger ones.

Wei Qingmei was his fourth disciple, and of course, she was already an adult when she joined his mentorship, but she was very hardworking and learned quickly. He really taught her earnestly.

It was the usual guidance from an elder, but who would have thought that she harbored other thoughts and even confessed her feelings to him, luckily no one knew.

He was so angry that he scolded her fiercely, telling her she was delusional.

At that time, he was desperately searching for his daughter, and his wife’s health suddenly deteriorated.

Later, his wife passed away.

He disbanded his mentorship, drove them all away, and also resigned from his position, then left Beidu, and went incognito searching for his daughter.

And finally, he found her in Nanshan County Town.

But he had to thank the girl in front of him.

But that didn’t mean this little brat could ask anything she pleased, just like her silly brother.

Old Mr. Ji suddenly glared, slamming the table, "Are you out of your mind, Song Yunuan? From now on, focus on your review and stop wandering around aimlessly. I want to see your grades, or else I’ll enroll you back in primary school and make you start all over again. That’s it, I’m done here, hurry up and take your brother home."

Song Yunuan pouted uninterestedly, but seeing that Old Mr. Ji was serious about sending them off, she had no choice but to call her brother and head home together.

Before leaving, Old Mr. Ji stuffed several books of calligraphy exercises into her hands and told her to practice her writing diligently and not to wander around.

Song Yunuan promised cheerfully, taking her brother and departing from Old Mr. Ji’s home.

She looked around at the area; the location was good, and it was close to the first high school.

Should she buy a house here?

It seemed her prize money was roughly enough.

But there was no rush.

Song Yunuan took her brother out of Pine Tree Alley, only to find her uncle waiting at the entrance of the alley.

"Uncle, aren’t you at work?" Song Yunuan asked in surprise.

"I went, and I gave everything to Factory Manager Duan. He said I did very well and gave me a day off, telling me to see him before work tomorrow," Song Nian asked tentatively, "Little Nuan, help me analyze this, what does the factory manager mean?"

Song Yunuan shook her head, "I don’t know."

Song Nian laughed, it probably wasn’t bad news.

He put Asheng in front of him, mounted the bicycle, and Song Yunuan quickly ran a few steps and hopped onto the back.

Thus, Song Nian carried the siblings on his bicycle back to Erdao River, with a small bag hanging on the handlebar.

Song Yunuan was also holding a larger bag, containing things she bought in the provincial capital.

Song Nian was clearly used to riding the bike like this, very steadily, without any shaking.

The small bag contained things bought for his parents.

Song Nian didn’t dare to buy too much; buying a lot would result in a scolding, after all, his father would say that it’s like wool coming from the sheep itself.

Song Liang sighed with relief upon seeing Song Yunuan return.

He called Song Nian to sit down and talk, while Song Yunuan told him nothing had happened.

On the other hand, Old Mrs. Song and Xia Guilan grabbed Song Yunuan to look her over, and without asking too many questions, they quickly got busy preparing the meal. Meanwhile, Song Yunuan took out the books and toiletries from the bag.

The rest of the items, she handed over to Old Mrs. Song to distribute.

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