passionate youth

Chapter 274 News from Relatives

Soon.

Jiang Rongrong fell asleep in Jiang Pingan's arms.

Guo Yan got down from the kang, leaned over Jiang Ping'an's body and smelled it, and suddenly said:

"I see, Rong'er is used to smelling your body, that's why she's crying."

Not to mention, Jiang Ping'an's faint fresh fragrance can make people feel peaceful.

In fact, Guo Yan also has it now, and women who are related to Jiang Ping'an have it.

After Jiang Ping'an's nourishment, the skin of these women got better and better, and became extra delicate.

If there is any small problem on the body, it will gradually disappear with the passage of time.

Just like Guo Yan, she used to have stomach pains after menstruation, but now she hasn't had pain for a long time.

Jiang Pingan put the child on the crib, turned around and said with a smile:
"Rong'er will cry again in the future, you take one of my shirts and put it on her, she will definitely stop crying."

Guo Yan patted her forehead and said, "Yeah, I really haven't reached this level, I'll try this method in the future."

It was late, Guo Yan was exhausted by the children for several hours.

The two stopped chatting and went to sleep on the kang.

After a while, the movement in the room became chaotic.

……

Time flies, and it's Saturday afternoon.

Jiang Pingan took a leave of absence from Deputy Factory Manager Li and went back to the textile factory.

There was going to be a screening in the factory at night, it was not a last resort, he didn't want to leave it to the staff.

After all, it is rare, and the opportunity to perform in front of the leader cannot be taken advantage of by others.

As soon as he arrived at the factory, Jiang Ping'an was called out by Zhao Dabao.

office.

"There is news about your search for relatives." Zhao Dabao handed Jiang Pingan a telegram and said.

Jiang Pingan was stunned for a moment, surprised at first, but after reading the telegram, he frowned and said:
"I only have one grandmother alive?"

In the memory of the original owner, he had two uncles and one aunt.

I thought that grandpa and grandma must be gone, so there must be some uncle or aunt alive, right?

I didn't expect it to be so miserable, and there is only one grandmother, who is estimated to be 70 or [-] years old.

In fact, for Jiang Ping'an now, it doesn't matter whether there are other relatives around.

The reason for looking for relatives is also because the original owner's mother had begged the original owner before she passed away.

When he has the conditions, he must spend some thought and go back to the northwest.

This matter has also become an obsession buried in the bottom of the heart of the original owner. Jiang Pingan's search for relatives can be regarded as the end of the original owner's wish.

"If there are no accidents, your other relatives should be gone." Zhao Dabao nodded lightly.

In that era, wars were raging and precarious, and too many people died.

Jiang Pingan sighed softly, looked at a few telegrams with few numbers, and said:
"This telegram is too concise, and I don't know if my grandma is having a good life now?"

There is no need to guess, the life in the capital has been so difficult in the past few years, let alone in the northwest.

Zhao Dabao glanced at him, took a cigarette and handed it over, saying:
"Don't worry, after the autumn harvest is over, I will grant you a long vacation and let you go over there to have a look."

Jiang Pingan took the cigarette, sat down opposite him, nodded and said:
"That's the only way to go. No matter what my grandma's life is like now, just take a look and feel at ease."

Then, Jiang Ping put away the telegram, lit a cigarette, and reported to Zhao Dabao.

In fact, there is nothing to report, just say what you can say.

What can't be said, it can't be said about the private affairs of Deputy Factory Manager Li.

Zhao Dabao knew it well, and he didn't make things difficult for Jiang Pingan by asking about those meaningless things.

To take the initiative to report to work, one is to let Zhao Dabao know his movements.

The second is to reassure him that although he was seconded, his heart is still in the textile factory.

This is a positive attitude. If you really want to pretend to be stupid and do your own way, just wait to sit on the bench!
After reporting on the work, there wasn't much to talk about, so Jiang Ping'an got up to leave.

When he arrived at the entrance of the equipment room, Jiang Ping'an ordered Chi Xiaobing to prepare all the equipment and films for the night's screening.

He only screens now, and let Chi Xiaobing take Zhou Changlei to do other things.

After giving the order, Jiang Ping'an walked to the studio.

After Tian Shu left, there were only Guo Yan and Guan Qingfang in the studio.

Just now I heard Zhao Dabao say that another announcer will be selected in the near future.

The textile factory is a large factory, and the announcers have a lot of work in their hands. Two people are too busy, and three people are just right.

"Hey! Rare guest, do you know you're back?" Guan Qingfang said with a smile as soon as she walked to the door.

Guo Yan was immersed in writing the manuscript, raised her head, smiled and said, "I thought you were going back to the factory after dinner!"

"There's nothing to do at the rolling mill, and it's boring to stay there, so I came back earlier." Jiang Pingan said with a smile.

After walking to Guo Yan and sitting down, Guan Qingfang quickly made a cup of tea and put it on the table.

"You live a comfortable life, we are so busy, but you are bored." Guo Yan sighed softly.

Guan Qingfang returned to her desk and sat down, smiled and said, "You can't say that."

"Some time ago, he was running in the countryside, getting up early and staying late. Didn't you see how busy he was?"

Jiang Pingan blew on the tea leaves and said with a smile, "I just heard from Lao Zhao, and a new announcer will come soon."

"Oh? That's good, this way we can relax a lot." Guo Yan said happily.

Guan Qingfang said: "Peace, we agreed a few days ago, please come to my house for dinner, don't forget."

"How about just this Sunday?"

"You're late. I have an appointment on Sunday." Jiang Pingan shook his head.

Guo Yan asked suspiciously, "Is there an appointment? Where is the appointment?"

"Qin Huairu invited guests to dinner, and thanked me for helping her get hired." Jiang Pingan replied with a smile.

Guo Yan laughed and said, "Is the sun coming out from the west? Is she willing to invite someone to dinner?"

She often heard Qin Jingru talk about how frugal Qin Huairu's family was, and how stingy Jia Zhang's family was.

In fact, the Jia family is not frugal at all now.

Since Jia Dongxu's death, Qin Huairu and Jiang Ping'an have been completely on the bridge.

Every month, Jiang Ping'an will give 25 yuan to help him buy supplies, and his life is called a nourishing one.

White noodles, Erhe noodles, delicately processed cornmeal, lard has not been broken, and you can still eat meat every now and then.

"That's right? With a budget of ten yuan, let me help you buy supplies." Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled.

Guo Yan said in amazement: "I'm afraid, ten yuan can buy a lot of good things."

"So then you and your mother-in-law will go." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

Guo Yan curled her lips and said, "Mom and Mrs. Jia Zhang do know each other, but they don't have much friendship."

"You don't know my mother's temperament? It's hard to get along with Jia Zhang."

"Then Jia Zhang is really as evil as Jingru said?" Guan Qingfang asked curiously.

Guo Yan nodded lightly and said, "It's even more evil than what she said."

"I heard from my mother that when the Jia Zhang family was still in the country, they were very arrogant and domineering."

"Anyway, in their production team, no one treats her. It's not an exaggeration to say that people hate dogs."

"But she has a good life, a promising man, and learned skills from others, so she went to the city to enjoy the blessings."

"Otherwise, with her temperament, if she is still in the country, she might starve to death!"

PS: Ask for tickets!

(End of this chapter)