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Alley of Warmth and Longing
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Still without a room of their own, the family had to squeeze into their small dormitory. As Song Ying pondered these worries, she held the hands of her two children and led them out of the dormitory. Before stepping outside, she crouched down and earnestly instructed her eldest son, Lin Dongzhe, "Son, later on, you must obediently follow your mother to Secretary Zhang's house. I'll come back to pick you up tomorrow, okay? Remember, you're the big brother now; you must learn to take on the responsibility of caring for the family."
Little Lin Dongzhe nodded understandingly and patted his chest, promising, "Don't worry, Mom! I will be good. You take care of my sister too!" Standing beside them, his little sister Suzhou chimed in with her sweet voice, "Go for it, Brother! I'm waiting to hear your good news!"
After that, Song Ying took Lin Dongzhe's small hand and arrived at Secretary Zhang's doorstep. She took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door. Moments later, the door opened, and Secretary Zhang greeted them with a dazed expression. After exchanging a few pleasantries with Secretary Zhang, Song Ying handed Lin Dongzhe over to him and turned to leave with Suzhou. Watching his mother’s figure gradually fade away, little Lin Dongzhe clenched his fists tightly and silently vowed that he would succeed.
The next morning, sunlight filtered through the mottled leaves and cast patches of light on the ground. At that moment, Secretary Zhang hurriedly notified Section Chief Lu to handle that troublesome matter as soon as possible. Upon receiving the task, Section Chief Lu dared not delay and rushed to the factory.
As he stepped into the factory area, the busy figures of workers and the roar of machines intertwined to create a scene of bustling production. However, Section Chief Lu had no time to pay attention to these things; he headed straight for Song Ying's workshop.
Upon seeing Song Ying, Section Chief Lu got straight to the point: "Xiao Song, I want to have a serious discussion with you about the housing allocation in the factory." Before he could finish his sentence, he was abruptly interrupted by Song Ying: "Discuss what? This housing allocation is clearly unfair! Why do some people get nice houses while we are stuck in that old rundown place? Is this how you officials treat workers?"
Faced with Song Ying's barrage of questions, Section Chief Lu was momentarily taken aback; he hadn’t expected this seemingly gentle woman to be so fierce.
Regaining his composure, Section Chief Lu attempted to explain: "Xiao Song, please don't get agitated. This housing plan was formulated after careful consideration." But before he could finish his words, Song Ying interjected again: "Careful consideration? I think it was just your leaders making a hasty decision without considering our actual needs as ordinary workers!" She then listed a series of unreasonable points with sound reasoning that left Section Chief Lu momentarily speechless.
The surrounding workers heard the argument and began to gather around. They were already dissatisfied with the factory's housing allocation; seeing Song Ying bravely stand up for their rights ignited their spirits even more. Voices rose in agreement—some complained about having long service yet not receiving good housing; others mentioned large families needing better living conditions; still others accused the allocation process of being opaque. Complaints echoed back and forth as tensions in the atmosphere escalated.
Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Section Chief Lu broke into a sweat on his forehead. He knew that if he couldn’t quell this uproar, the consequences would be dire. Thus, he hurriedly tried to calm everyone down: "Please remain calm; trust that the factory will provide everyone with a satisfactory answer." However, the workers were not convinced and continued to surround him without dispersing. Thus began an escalating debate over housing allocation that ultimately sparked outrage among all workers.
It was Grandma Zhuang's birthday; the Wu family brought chicken and gifts for the celebration. Huang Ling busily attended to everything while Grandma Zhuang insisted that Huang Ling and Xiao Ting not join them at the table; they had their meal in the kitchen instead. Huang Ling was very displeased when she returned home.
Song Ying cheerfully went to Secretary Zhang's house to pick up Lin Dongzhe. At that moment, Lin Wufeng was carrying adorable Suzhou as they headed home together. Each person's face radiated an unmistakable joy along the way.
Finally! After a long wait and much effort, they had received their own house! This wonderful news thrilled the entire family. As soon as they entered their new home, Song Ying couldn't wait to dive into the kitchen and prepare a delicious bowl of noodles to celebrate this special moment.
Before long, steaming bowls of fragrant noodles were served on the dining table. Watching her children devour their meals eagerly filled Song Ying with immense satisfaction. However, at that moment, she suddenly remembered something that made her feel somewhat disappointed—she hadn’t been recognized as an advanced activist this year. As this thought crossed her mind, her radiant smile gradually faded from her face.
Lin Dongzhe and Suzhou quickly sensed their mother's change in mood. After exchanging glances, they quietly slipped into another room and began working diligently on something. After a while, they emerged holding a carefully crafted painting in front of Song Ying. The painting depicted a smiling figure vividly alongside bold characters reading "Advanced Activist."
Seeing this heartfelt artwork brought tears of emotion to Song Ying's eyes. She tightly embraced her children while Lin Wufeng stepped forward gently wrapping his arms around his wife and children. At that moment, the family shared a warm embrace filled with happiness as love enveloped their home like a warm glow—time seemed to stand still in that blissful moment.
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