Chapter 320: Who the Shameless Did This
Ding Surong took leave again in the afternoon and went up the mountain, nearly turning over every inch of that area, yet still found nothing.
These past few days, she had privately asked many people about what happened on the mountain and confirmed that there was indeed a crooked-necked tree there before, but that tree had simply vanished into thin air, truly baffling.
She dared not call home again, fearing her father would think she was just making excuses to fool him.
But if she couldn't find the thing, she had no way to explain it to her father; if he cut off her financial support in anger, how would she live in the countryside afterward?
Thinking that she hadn't properly reviewed her lessons these past days and hadn't done well in the village school recruitment exam, and now that those things couldn't be found, she feared she must prepare for two outcomes and definitely secure an escape route for herself.
Pushing open the door and entering the room, she was just about to lie down and rest for a while when she saw two folded sheets of paper lying by her pillow; already in a bad mood, she picked them up intending to throw them away, but happened to glance at the words "hospital examination slip."
She raised her hand and opened them.
When she clearly saw the name and content on them, she nearly died of rage and directly cursed aloud: "Who the shameless did this?"
At first, she thought it was someone playing a prank, but after checking the seal at the bottom several times, she realized it was not fake; it was a genuine pregnancy examination slip.
But why was her name used, and how did this slip end up in her hands?
Hurriedly opening the other sheet of paper, after seeing its content, she ground her teeth in anger; it not only wrote who had impersonated her name to undergo the pregnancy examination, but also stated the purpose: "Hu Liru, you shameless one, how dare you?"
She truly could not endure even a moment longer; clutching the paper in her hand, she was about to go find Hu Liru, but as soon as she stepped out of the courtyard, she forced herself to stop dead: No, I cannot just go beat someone up like this; what if someone is manipulating things from behind the scenes?
She must find evidence before going to their door; by then, even if she starts beating someone up, no one could say anything.
Thinking this, she lifted her steps and went out of the courtyard gate; she was going to find the Party Secretary to ask for leave.
Upon hearing she wanted to take leave again, the Party Secretary immediately frowned: "You just took leave this afternoon, and now you want to take leave again?"
Ding Surong also knew this was not good, but now she could not worry about such things: "Secretary, I don't want to either, but I truly have an urgent matter and must go home; I only ask for one day; after returning, I will definitely work hard and not slack off."
The Party Secretary sighed: "Then it's settled; only one day of leave, but don't send someone to deliver a message again later."
Ding Surong felt somewhat embarrassed on her face; obviously, the matter of her sending someone to ask the Party Secretary for leave last time still rankled him.
As she was thinking about the previous matter, she heard the Party Secretary say: "It's not me scolding you, but if you don't work properly day after day, don't regret it when you don't receive your grain rations after autumn."
Before Ding Surong could say anything more, he handed over the opened introduction letter: "Alright, take it."
As soon as she stepped out of the Party Secretary's doorway, Ding Surong's expression instantly darkened; looking at the introduction letter in her hand, she said: "Hu Liru, just you wait."
At the Northern Suburb Farm, with the forty yuan borrowed by the eldest daughter-in-law and the meager savings and coupons they had accumulated over the years, they went to the farm office, reserved ten jin of meat that required no coupons, though the price was certainly slightly higher, and then went to reserve tofu.
Since they had split the household, they feared the vegetables from their private plots might not be suitable to use entirely for the wedding celebration, so they also ordered some vegetables from families they were familiar with.
After returning, they hurriedly found the chef they had previously booked, asked him to draw up a menu based on the ingredients, and check what else they needed to prepare; in short, they were so busy their feet barely touched the ground.
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