Traveling through 70, reborn officers with various pets

Ou Ruoxing wrote a letter to tell her family that she was working in a machinery factory.

Mr. and Mrs. Ou were very happy to know that their daughter had already passed the exam and passed the secretary position in the county machinery factory through her own efforts just a few months after going to the countryside.

The daughter who was raised by me finally doesn't have to do heavy farm work anymore.

They were truly relieved.

"Secretary Xiao Ou, there is a letter for you." The security guard saw Ou Ruoxing and quickly called her over.

"Uncle, where is the letter?" Ou Ruoxing asked immediately.

After living here for so many months, she has only contacted her family in Beijing a few times, mainly because she was afraid of being exposed.

I came from the future and occupied someone else's daughter's body. I always feel a little guilty about this.

At the same time, I was also worried that if we contacted each other too frequently, they would find out something was different, which would be a bad outcome.

“My dear girl, meet Xinjia!

Thank you for your hard work these past few months! Both my parents are doing well, and there is enough food at home. You don't have to work so hard to send food home.

It’s getting cold, so you should wear more clothes when you are outside and take care of yourself.

You wrote to me saying that you found a job in a county machinery factory. Mom and Dad are happy for you! You have the opportunity to work, so you must work hard and make contributions to socialism!

You are the pride of your parents!"

The letter was suddenly interrupted at this point, the handwriting became a little blurry, and water halos were visibly visible on the paper.

She knew that the writer must be depressed.

On the back of the letter, a paragraph of words suddenly caught Ou Ruoxing's eyes, and her heart began to pound.

"Mom knows that you are no longer the same person you used to be. Don't blame yourself. You must be fine. Our home will always be your home. Come home when you have the chance! We are all waiting for you to come home!"

After reading this short paragraph, Ou Ruoxing's hands and feet felt cold and she felt a little at a loss.

She was very confused and didn't know what to do for a moment.

He didn't even eat dinner or wash up. He just lay down on the bed, holding the letter, lying motionless, no one knew what he was thinking.

She didn't know how long she lay there before she fell into a drowsy sleep.

In the dream, the poor parents were looking at each other silently, feeling depressed.

It’s not that they didn’t notice something unusual. In fact, they had noticed it a long time ago, but they just didn’t want to believe it.

They have been very tormented in the past few months. They know very well what their own daughter is like.

Taking care of oneself is not a problem, but wanting to work on the farm in the countryside and get full work points is absolutely impossible.

"Dad, you said this..." Mother Ou choked up, but didn't know what to say.

Ou Dad sighed silently and said helplessly: "Mother, since it has come to this, let's treat this girl as our own daughter!"

They also knew in their hearts that their daughter would never come back. After experiencing so many rumors and gossips, how could their daughter, who was raised in such a pampered way, possibly endure it?

After a while, Mother Ou seemed to have figured it out and breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll listen to you! No matter what, she is our child! Our home is her home!"

Ou Ruoxing’s dream came to an abrupt end here!

But she became even more determined in her heart. This poor couple, who guessed that their daughter had a new heart, were still able to care for her and accept her without any regrets. So she would never let them love her in vain.

The end of the year is coming soon, and this time is the busiest. Moreover, in this era, there is no concept of New Year holidays at all.

We still have to go to work on New Year's Eve, but we only have a few days off from the first to the third day of the New Year. There is really no time to go home.

Working in a factory is different from being an educated youth in the village. The educated youth can get a letter of introduction from the brigade to go home during the slack season. However, this is also a benefit for the old educated youth. As for the new educated youth, because of various factors, the brigade generally will not approve leave and issue letters of introduction without special circumstances.

Moreover, after the educated youth went to the countryside, it was difficult for them to save any money except for their own food rations throughout the year.

If you can't even afford the fare to go home, there's no point in wanting to go home.

"Secretary Xiao Ou, where are you spending the New Year?" Propaganda Officer Xiao Fang asked quietly.

Ou Ruoxing frowned and thought for a while, "Maybe I'll go back to Yongping Village to take a look."

She was not sure where to go, mainly because she had just gone to the countryside for a few months when she passed the recruitment exam and came to work in the machinery factory. She was not familiar with the old educated youth in the team, and the only people she could talk to were Xu Yue and Zheng Yingjie.

But their relationship is not yet good enough for them to celebrate the New Year together.

As for the villagers in the brigade, I am only familiar with the village chief's family, but it seems inappropriate to celebrate the New Year at their home.

No matter where you celebrate the New Year, you still need to prepare the necessary New Year gifts.

Well, now that I have a job, a salary, and tickets, I'll make a piece of clothing for my parents while I still have time and send it back to them.

As for the original owner's brother Ou Xuyao, he worked in a food factory in Beijing. Before he went to the countryside, he had been promoted to team leader in the factory.

Since he is so kind to me, I can't be stingy. Hmm, why not find some information related to food research and development for him.

These days, everything is sensitive. Books definitely cannot be sent by mail, so the only way is to write letters.

Oh, this is a big project and it will be very laborious!