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After Zhou Wenhui finished his speech at a high school, the audience erupted in applause.

Zhou Wenhui, sitting in a wheelchair, bowed in farewell and then manually wheeled himself off the stage.

Yu Fu waited backstage and hurriedly stepped forward to push the wheelchair.

"After we finish settling the wages, we'll catch the afternoon train back to Huailin."

Zhou Wenhui was worried about Qiaoqiao at home, so he promised to come home tomorrow.

"it is good."

When they arrived at the principal's office, the principal was already waiting.

Zhou Wenhui stood up from his wheelchair. This trip involved traveling to many places, and fearing that his prosthetic leg might break, Zhou Wenhui still gave a speech while seated in his wheelchair.

"Teacher Zhou, you spoke so well! The students were full of enthusiasm and passion. This is the power of heroes," Principal Yu praised.

"You flatter me. My story is also the story of countless heroes," Zhou Wenhui said modestly.

Principal Yu took out a stack of money from the drawer, twenty bills in total, each ten yuan, and handed them to Zhou Wenhui.

"This is your speaking fee. There's been a slight change; it's two hundred yuan," Principal Yu said with some difficulty.

"Is your workplace facing difficulties?"

Before coming, it was agreed that after deducting the portion to be paid to the unit, Zhou Wenhui's labor fee would be 360 ​​yuan, which is now 160 yuan less.

"No, no matter how difficult things are for the company, I can't shortchange you. It was Director Tan from your publicity department who called and said that 60% of your labor fee has to be given to the company. They collected 270."

Principal Yu was quite embarrassed: "When we first started negotiating, it was 360 for you and 100 for your unit. I... I had no choice. They said that from now on, your unit would have to take 60% of your speaking fees."

Zhou Wenhui understood that his personnel had been transferred to the newspaper, and the propaganda department was forcing him to leave.

"It's nothing, Principal Yu, thank you."

Zhou Wenhui had no intention of continuing his speech anyway, so losing a little over a hundred yuan didn't bother him.

"Teacher Zhou, the Second Middle School of the city would also like to invite you to give a speech. Why don't you postpone it by one day? They will give you 350 yuan as a service fee, without going through your school," Principal Yu suggested.

"No, my wife is about to give birth, and I said I'd be home tomorrow," Zhou Wenhui refused.

"Teacher Zhou, it's not easy for you to come all this way. The principal of No. 2 Middle School is hoping you can come and boost morale. The college entrance examination will be reinstated soon, but the students' minds are not on studying at all. Our children need a positive guide, and you are the most suitable one."

"If it goes to the publicity department for approval, I don't know when it will be approved. Please help me." Principal Yu pleaded pitifully.

"You mean the college entrance exam is going to be reinstated?"

"Yes, the Education Bureau has received the notification for the mock college entrance examination; all that's missing is the official document. It's already the end of June this year, and we expect it to resume next year."

Has the college entrance examination really been reinstated?

Zhou Wenhui thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll call home and tell my wife first. If everything's alright at home, I'll give a free lecture to No. 2 Middle School tomorrow."

"How can that be? I can't let you work so hard for nothing."

"Every time I go out to give a speech, I have my organization's official seal. Giving speeches for money without authorization is illegal. Giving for free is fine. It's worth the hard work for the children."

"That's wonderful! You should let your family know you're safe right away. I'll contact the principal of No. 2 Middle School and ask them to make preparations." Principal Yu was overjoyed.

Back at the guesthouse, Zhou Wenhui called home. Qiaoqiao was fine. He told Yu Fu to get a refund for the tickets. After returning to Huailin, he would go back to work at the newspaper. Perhaps tomorrow would be his last speech.

Qiaoqiao hung up the phone and suddenly sat up. A warm liquid flowed down her thigh, startling her so much that she cried out, "Mom, Mom, come quick..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he experienced severe abdominal pain.

"What's wrong, Qiaoqiao?" Qiaoqiao's mother ran out of the kitchen in a panic.

"Mom, water, my stomach hurts."

"Oh no, she's going into labor! She's going into labor!"

Qiaoqiao's mother was extremely anxious. As soon as Qiaoqiao's contractions subsided, she quickly picked up the phone and dialed with trembling hands: "I'll transfer you to the logistics department..."

"Sorry, the logistics department line is busy."

A cold, male voice came from behind.

"The union, call the union!" Qiaoqiao called out hurriedly.

The contractions started again. Qiaoqiao hunched over, one hand gripping the microphone, the other clutching her stomach.

Qiaoqiao's mother was extremely anxious: "She's having a baby! She's about to have a baby!"

"The union line is busy, I can't get through."

It was that man's voice again. A man? Why was there a man in the call center? It was him, Platoon Leader Li, who had accompanied Cheng Zhaoying to her home.

"Please connect me to the Publicity Department. I'm Zhou Wenhui's wife, I'm about to give birth, and Zhou Wenhui isn't home," Qiaoqiao pleaded humbly, drenched in sweat.

"No one answered the publicity department. Please call back later."

The phone call ended coldly and indifferently; he was seeking revenge.

Qiaoqiao's mother helped Qiaoqiao up and said, "It's alright, Mom will go find someone. Qiaoqiao, don't be afraid, it's just started. I'll go find someone."

"Mom, go to the vegetable shop and find Sister Liu. Tell her I'm going into labor."

"Okay, okay, Qiaoqiao, don't be afraid, Mom will be back soon."

Qiaoqiao's mother rushed out, and Qiaoqiao sat on the sofa, trembling with pain. "It's alright, childbirth is painful for a long time. Mom will get someone to come."

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much.

Wenhui, Wenhui, come back soon...

Qiaoqiao's mother ran to the vegetable shop, panting, and saw Sister Liu. She was so anxious that she couldn't speak.

"Auntie, what's wrong? Don't rush, tell me slowly."

"What a coincidence, what a coincidence..."

"Is Qiaoqiao about to give birth?"

"Yes, yes, no one's home, take him to the hospital..."

"Nobody here?" Sister Liu said to the old lady, "Don't worry, Auntie, our vegetable shop has a handcart, I'll go borrow it..."

Two women dragged a heavy cart toward the military family compound, but were stopped by guards at the gate.

"Who goes there, bringing a handcart into the military compound? Do you have any official documentation?"

Do I need a permit to bring a handcart into the residential area? Where can I get one?

Qiaoqiao's mother became anxious and said, "I am Zhou Wenhui's mother-in-law. My daughter is about to give birth. Please, have mercy and let us in."

"She's an outsider, she's not allowed in," the guard said, pointing at Sister Liu.

"Comrade, I'm her daughter's friend. No one's home. How can we get an elderly person to the hospital alone? Comrade, this is a matter of life and death, please let us in."

Sister Liu was covered in sweat and tears were welling up in her eyes, but the guards wouldn't let her in.

During the argument, a jeep honked its horn at the entrance, and the guard said impatiently, "Either the old man pulls the cart in, or you move aside, the VIP's car is here."

The lord's car is here? Sister Liu, disregarding her fear, ran to the jeep and pounded on the window: "Sir, please help! Someone in the compound is about to give birth. Please put in a good word and let us in."

The Jeep window rolled down, and someone asked, "Whose is this?"

"Zhou Wenhui's wife, there's no one at her home, sir, this is a matter of life and death."

"Zhou Wenhui? Quick, get in the car."

"Auntie, the commander told us to get on the vehicle, hurry up, we don't need the handcart anymore."

Qiaoqiao's mother and Sister Liu got into the car, and the leader sitting in the back seat said to the driver, "Quickly, go to Commander Zhou's house."

"Sir, thank you, thank you..."

Qiaoqiao's mother was terrified and wished she could kowtow several times.

"Auntie, who are you?"

"My daughter gave birth, and I, an old woman, was all alone at home. I was so anxious that I had no choice but to go to the vegetable shop to ask Xiao Liu for help." Qiaoqiao's mother's tears flowed freely.

"Are you Yang Qiao's mother? Auntie, you know my mother? She is Fang Guiying."

"Guiying? You're Guiying's son?" Qiaoqiao's mother asked in confusion.

"Yes, Auntie, don't worry, Qiaoqiao will be fine with me here."

Qiaoqiao's mother felt relieved. Guiying's son was there; Qiaoqiao was saved.