Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space

Wei Kaiyun remained expressionless throughout the process, giving no response to these aggressive tactics.

"Director Wei, is your silence a sign of dissatisfaction?"

Wei Kaiyun suddenly placed his hand on the table. "I am listening to everyone's demands and will respond accordingly. Have you all finished speaking?"

The meeting room fell silent, "Since everyone has finished, let me summarize. You believe the textile factory is not being proactive and cannot keep up with production demands.

I understand everyone's urgency, but we must start from the actual situation.

In other words, please do not spout nonsense without basis.

We are currently working overtime, with three shifts for workers. While people can rest, the equipment is only serviced once a month and has never stopped."

"That's your textile factory's problem," a man wearing glasses and a white shirt said coolly.

"Of course, it is our textile factory's problem if we cannot meet your unrealistic expectations.

It's not that we're not taking action; the reality is right in front of you."

The meeting ended on a sour note, and after getting into the car, Ding Mingqiang sighed, "I feel like they're targeting us maliciously now."

Wei Kaiyun felt it too, "Everyone needs to be cautious."

"Are we still going to build the dormitory?"

"Of course, go back and first contact the relevant departments to apply for everything needed. Also, reach out to the union to have them handle publicity and registration for those who want to apply for housing.

Additionally, go to the construction school and ask them to design it."

Wei Kaiyun also felt uneasy, suspecting someone was targeting him specifically.

After returning to the office, Lu Weiqi found some of Wei Kaiyun's old things and retrieved the plans from that time.

"Take these to Director Ding."

After work in the evening, he didn't go home and stayed at the dorm instead, lying alone on his bed thinking about his wife and child.

Jiang Xinyu smiled as she looked at her almost six-month-old daughter. Regardless of whether she had time-traveled or not, she was still her daughter. This child was particularly beautiful and smiled every day upon seeing her. She always needed to be held by her when coming home. Except for not breastfeeding directly, everything else was perfect.

She held her daughter on her lap. "Let's read together, sweetheart. No matter what you were before, you are my daughter now. In the future, you can tell me anything, and I will cover for you. Whatever you want to do, I will support you."

The little girl intently looked at Jiang Xinyu's book, and Jiang Xinyu patiently waited for her to finish. It was now certain that this girl had time-traveled.

In the days to come, Jiang Xinyu would hold her daughter while reading newspapers and listening to the radio.

Soon it was May, and everyone switched to spring clothes. Shi Jing now practiced horse stance every day with Monk Master, and Jiang Xinyu thought he was quite the model student.

After giving birth to two children, Jiang Xinyu was quite satisfied with her figure. Her height was now 165 cm, which was considered tall among the girls in her class.

Perhaps because people's appearances change with their mindset, Jiang Xinyu now looked completely different from before, exuding both a girl's liveliness and a mature woman's charm. Although not considered a beauty, she was quite an elegant-looking woman.

All her classmates knew she had two children, but the students from other departments didn't know, so many were secretly observing her.

She even received a love letter, which was Jiang Xinyu's first in this lifetime and the last. Although it felt interesting, she only laughed it off, realizing it wasn't suitable for her as she already had a man and two children.

On Kong Demin's side, he was also very happy. Meng Xiu Fen had been admitted to the hospital to prepare for childbirth. Although she was over forty and pregnant, the baby was quite obedient.

The nurses and doctors at the hospital all held Kong Demin in high esteem. A son-in-law taking such good care of his mother-in-law was considered a good man by everyone.

"Deming, the child can't have the Kong surname, I'm truly sorry."

"It's fine, it doesn't matter what his surname is as long as he's my son," Kong Demin truly didn't care about these things.

On May 6th, Meng Xiu Fen went into labor, and the childbirth was very smooth. She came out of the delivery room in two hours.

The nurse came out holding the baby, "Family of Meng Xiu Fen."

"That's me."

"It's a boy, weighing five pounds six ounces, very healthy."

Kong Demin took the baby, thinking he looked okay but didn't see any resemblance to himself, which made him slightly unhappy.

When Meng Xiu Fen was pushed into the ward, she sensed Kong Demin's displeasure.

With only the two of them in the ward, she asked, "Deming, what's wrong with you?"

"Look at this child, where does he look like me?"

Meng Xiu Fen turned her head to look at the baby beside her and couldn't see any resemblance either.

"But he doesn't look like that person either," Meng Xiu Fen felt quite wronged too.

"Deming, when the child grows up, you'll see more resemblance. You can't tell much when they're just born."

Kong Demin nodded but still felt unhappy inside. Was this not his son, after all these years raising him?

Originally, Meng Xiu Fen was very happy to have given birth to a son, but this situation felt like a bucket of cold water was thrown over her.

Due to her age, her milk supply was low, but out of maternal instinct, Meng Xiu Fen insisted on breastfeeding.

"Deming, let's buy formula. I don't have enough milk, so let's supplement with formula."

"Okay, I'll go buy it." Kong Demin still didn't want to show Meng Xiu Fen a bad attitude, as all the money was in her hands.

A week later, the baby's appearance changed, and he was found to resemble Kong Demin by about fifty percent, which finally allowed Meng Xiu Fen to breathe a sigh of relief.

Kong Demin's discontent was also alleviated. In this era, people still placed great importance on having sons to carry on the family line.

After being discharged from the hospital, a problem arose; there was no one to take care of Meng Xiu Fen during her confinement period. Kong Demin wanted his mother to come and help, but Meng Xiu Fen refused.

Even though she could be lenient with Kong Demin, she felt too ashamed to face her in-laws. How could she possibly let someone three years older than herself come to care for her during confinement?

"Then we should find someone from outside."

"Where can I easily find someone like that? If not, I'll just do it myself."

"That won't do. I care too much about you. Don't worry, I'll inquire around."

Kong Demin was also willing to hire someone so he wouldn't have to cook, clean, and take care of the baby after work. If they could hire someone, it would lighten his load significantly.

Meng Xiu Fen was quite touched by Deming's care.

Hiring someone seemed reasonable; the family did need an extra set of hands. She felt it was too much to expect a man to cook, though she didn't seem to realize Gan Jiancheng had been taking care of her for many years.