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On the 10th of each month, the labor union would deliver Qiaoqiao's family's wages and various receipts to their door.

This time, the union comrades came to deliver the coupons again. Qiaoqiao took a look and found that many of the coupons were missing. She asked, "Comrade, is there a mistake? Each person in my family is supposed to have three catties of meat coupons."

The union comrade said with difficulty, "Yang Qiao, we used to take care of your family, but now the union distributes food coupons according to rank. Commander Zhou doesn't hold a position, so he can only be given coupons as a patient, two catties of meat coupons a month. As a family member, you only get half a catty of meat coupons."

Director Luo was sent by her unit to take care of Commander Zhou. She retained her salary, so she only had one jin (approximately 0.5 kg) of food coupons. Zhou Wenhui, on the other hand, had three jin of meat coupons, making a total of six and a half jin. Is that correct?

Qiaoqiao glanced at it and, sure enough, it was six and a half jin of meat coupons.

"The remaining votes have also decreased, Yang Qiao. We can only do this officially, please understand. The benefits for Commander Zhou and Director Luo may be reduced later."

"Okay, thank you."

"Then you guys get back to your work, I'll be going now."

Before the person even left, the tea had already gone cold. Qiaoqiao held the ticket, now half gone, and a wave of sorrow washed over her.

"Qiao, don't be sad. Wenhui can make money. At worst, we can buy meat from the black market."

"No wonder Wenhui was in such a hurry to give the speech. He understands human relationships better than I do. Mother, I'm just heartbroken."

"Wenhui is coming home tomorrow. Let's cook something nice to treat him. I'm a responsible son-in-law."

"Yes, Mother, don't tell Wenhui about family matters tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm going to buy groceries now."

"Buy two jin of braised pork; Yu Fu also likes to eat it."

Every time Zhou Wenhui returned home, although he looked much more haggard, he was full of energy.

"Qiaoqiao, I'm back."

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they called out, and Yu Fu pushed the wheelchair, which was loaded with large and small bags.

"You must be tired after all this. Take a shower first."

With Zhou Wenhui back, Qiaoqiao felt relieved.

"No rush, Qiaoqiao. I bought you a red dress when we went to Nanjing this time."

"You're pregnant, why are you wearing a skirt?"

"Wear it after you give birth."

Yu Fu chuckled and took the dress out of his bag, saying, "Sister-in-law, look, Director Zhou personally went to the market to buy this. There aren't any dresses this pretty in Huailin."

Qiaoqiao picked up the skirt and touched it. It wasn't made of polyester; it was very silky and cool. The dark red fabric was really pretty.

"It would definitely look good with your white shirt with red flowers."

"Then I'll accept it, I can wear it next summer."

"I also bought two outfits for Mother. I wonder if she'll like them."

Qiaoqiao's mother wiped the water droplets from her hands and said, "Wenhui, I have so many clothes that I can't wear them all. Don't buy any more. After the baby is born, we'll need money for everything."

"Mom, the clothes in Nanjing are of good quality and have good styles. We don't buy them often, so please take them."

"Take it, take it, you're not allowed to buy it again."

Qiaoqiao's mother held the two coats made of fine fabric, thinking to herself, "If only I could sell them for money."

At noon, there was a table full of fish, meat, and eggs, and Yu Fu ate heartily.

"Sister-in-law, everything is great in the big city, but I just can't get used to the food. Auntie's cooking is still the best."

"Yu Fu, you've worked hard. Eat more."

"I didn't work hard at all; it was Director Zhou who worked so hard. He spoke for two or three hours at a time, and every time he stepped off the stage, his diapers were soaked..."

"Yu Fu!" Zhou Wenhui scolded.

"Hehe, sister-in-law, you don't know, Director Zhou's speeches are amazing. Every time, the applause from the audience is thunderous, and I feel so proud."

Qiaoqiao couldn't help but squeeze Zhou Wenhui's hand: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Isn't it a man's duty to support his family and raise his children? What's so hard about it? Those workers and students look at me with awe. I'm so proud of them."

"You have always been my pride."

"I don't think so. When you throw me in poop and pee and I can't even get up, you'll definitely be yelling at me."

Why are you bringing those things up again?

Qiaoqiao's mother asked anxiously, "Fell in poop and pee? When and how did you fall?"

"Haha, Mom, dinner's ready. Let's not talk about the past."

Qiaoqiao pouted angrily, and Zhou Wenhui quickly went to coax her: "Thank you for falling, arguing, and yelling. I feel much better now."

"you……"

After Yu Fu finished eating, he went back to his dormitory.

Zhou Wenhui washed up and went to bed early.

Qiaoqiao nestled against Zhou Wenhui's chest, feeling secure and happy.

Zhou Wenhui took out a wad of cash from under his pillow and handed it to Qiaoqiao: "This is for the speech."

Qiaoqiao counted them, and there were a total of three hundred and eighty.

"You bought clothes and pastries, and you still have so much left?" Qiaoqiao asked in surprise.

"Yes, the leaders in Nanjing heard about Dad's situation and increased his speaking fee by two hundred. They bought you things and gave Yu Fu one hundred as a tip; this is what's left."

"Wenhui, when is your speech scheduled?"

"I'll stay home and stay with you until the end of June, when your due date is in July."

"Wenhui, by June we'll have ten thousand in savings. Maybe we shouldn't go out anymore, we..."

"What's wrong? Is something happened at home?"

"No, no. It's like this, Sister Han and the others have moved out of the military compound, and Brother Lin went to work at the municipal chemical plant."

Giving speeches is not a long-term solution; it's better to plan ahead for future work.

"I know that our Huailin Military Headquarters is going to merge with Shandong, and the troops here will have to withdraw, and the propaganda department will also have to reduce its personnel. I should be one of them," Zhou Wenhui said calmly.

"Oh, the military headquarters is gone?"

"Yes, there's no more fighting. Those who should be demobilized can be demobilized, and those who should go to civilian life can go to civilian life."

"Then, what should we do?" Qiaoqiao was really anxious.

"I can go to the newspaper. The city's daily newspaper has already spoken to me. Your man is a college graduate, why are you afraid of losing your job?"

Zhou Wenhui affectionately pulled Qiaoqiao into his arms and kissed her.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Qiaoqiao was about to cry; she had been so anxious these past few days that she was on edge.

"The military hasn't left yet, has it? Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. You might not have such a nice place to live in the future."

"It's okay, as long as we have a home, even if it's just two small houses, it's fine."

"Two rooms aren't enough. We need one room for cooking, one for our son, and one for our parents."

"As long as Dad comes back safely, let the son sleep in the kitchen."

The moment she heard "Mom and Dad," Qiaoqiao was about to cry again; she really missed her in-laws.

"Silly boy, your son wants to sleep with his mother, you can't let his mother sleep in the kitchen, can you?"

"I don't care, I don't care, as long as I have a house."

Qiaoqiao laughed foolishly, tears and snot streaming down her face.

"Hey, hey, Wenhui, look, your son kicked me."

Overwhelmed with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow, Qiaoqiao pointed to her belly and cried out.

"Really? Oh, son, you can't bear to see your mother sad, right?"

"I hate you. You never tell me anything."

"I was afraid you'd overthink things. See, you're just overthinking it."

"Seeing everyone else move out makes me quite worried."

"This is such a nice house, you should stay as long as you can. Why are you in such a hurry to move out?"

"They're just afraid we'll end up homeless."

"Oh, you kicked it again. Son, I'm happy living on the streets with you and Mom."