I Had a Home In 1982 Chapter 268

   Chapter 268 267. The evening when the whole team ate Liangpi

  Xu Heng and Sun Zhengnan took their long legs and rushed to the pier.

   Among them, Sun Zhengnan adjusted his tie while running:

   Xu Heng is right, he is really hot!

   Stupidity!

  Wait for them to run to the pier, and then look at the people on the docked boats with puzzled expressions.

   Who is this?

   So there were two more puzzled faces on the pier, two confused people.

   Confused about the fruit on the tree, under the tree, you, he, me...

  Or Wang Xianghong guessed right. Director Yuan stood at the stern and applauded before disembarking, and then asked, "Wang Zhishu, have any comrades in your militia team work at sea?"

   Wang Xianghong said: "I've already started work, are you here?"

   Director Yuan said with a smile: "This is our reward for coming to the commune, and for the militia comrades of your production team to send Owen Typhoon to successfully perform the arduous task of protecting the Dapeng Island Lighthouse!"

  Sun Zhengnan and Xu Heng were suddenly speechless.

  I mean, who said that the leaders above sent them a reward for catching the enemy? We put on uniform leather shoes on purpose. Is this for nothing?

  Wang Xianghong was also speechless. He said, "Director Yuan, why didn't you tell me about this yesterday? I'll let the militia comrades stay here and not go to work today."

   Director Yuan was stunned and asked, "What's the matter? We sent someone to deliver the letter yesterday, explaining what happened today."

   Wang Yi looked at Wang Xianghong.

   He wasn't in the team yesterday, so I don't know about it.

   Wang Xianghong said: "No, who did you send to deliver the letter? No one from your commune came, I have been in the office, absolutely not."

  Shi Dashou said anxiously: "It's not someone from the commune to deliver the letter, it's Comrade Zhang Youxin who entrusted the post and telecommunications office of the commune to deliver the letter."

   Wang Xianghong shook his head decisively.

  Wang Yi asked: "Did you miss us?"

   Director Yuan looked at Shi Dashou.

Shi Dashou rubbed his hands hesitantly and said, "Director, it's not the letter I wrote, Comrade Xiaomi is responsible for it. I also specifically told him to pay attention to the notification letter from Tianya Island, because this time we have Tianya in the lighthouse guarding incident on Dapeng Island. The island's militia comrades have made the greatest contribution!"

   "You said that you paid special attention to Tianya Island, did he hear it wrongly that he wanted to bypass Tianya Island?" Wang Xianghong asked tentatively.

  Shi Dashou and Director Yuan looked at each other.

  The two were also stunned.

   It's interesting anyway.

   The six principals on the pier were all stunned.

   And the onlookers were watching the excitement with enthusiasm.

  Shi Dashou asked weakly: "Director, what should I do here on Tianya Island? Why don't we go to Jinlan Island and come back tomorrow?"

   Director Yuan pondered for a while, then sighed: "Anyway, Mr. Wang, who is a great hero in the mouth of experts Yi Qiaomu, is here, so let's do this first, and let Mr. Wang accept the award on behalf of the militia team!"

   He turned around, spread his arms and waved it upwards and shouted, "Comrade, the gongs and drums are sounding, it is sounding enthusiastically."

   Then he led the members of the gong and drum team off the boat and beat the gongs and drums all the way to the brigade committee office.

  Wang Xianghong sent the members around the wharf to cheer.

  The gongs and drums went up to the top of the mountain, and Wang Yi stood at the door of the brigade committee office to accept the award from Director Yuan and Shi Dashou on behalf of the commune to the production team.

   has an orange-red certificate that reads:

  'Comrades of the Tianya Militia: Thank you for your contribution to the disaster relief in the 1982 Irving typhoon disaster. This post is hereby encouraged.

  Changlong Commune, Haifu County, Jiangnan Province'

   Wang Xianghong shouted: "Comrades, commune members, hurry up, quack quack, quack quack, quack quack, thank the commune leaders for presenting the rewards."

  The members applauded and cheered.

  Wang Yi accepted the award on behalf of the militia team. Xiufang shouted, "Mr. Wang, don't you have a camera? Come and take a photo."

  Shi Dashou asked happily: "Ah, Mr. Wang, do you still have a camera? Then take a picture."

   As he said, he was sorting his clothes, but he was ready to take pictures.

  Wang Yi happily took out the camera and handed it to Sun Zhengnan.

   Then he held the certificate, he and Wang Xianghong jointly held the certificate, he and Shi Dashou jointly held the certificate, he and Director Yuan jointly held the certificate, he held the certificate Shi Dashou and Director Yuan stood on both sides... and so on.

   After a complex arrangement and combination, Sun Zhengnan directly produced a film!

In addition to the certificate of merit, Shi Dashou also took out a piece of vests from his bag and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, when I sent you to Dapeng Island that day, I said that our commune would not let everyone suffer in vain, I must A reward will be given, you see, the reward is here."

   One cotton vest per person.

   The vest is bright red with three rows of white characters on it: Advanced Collective for Typhoon Earthquake Relief, — Award —, 1982.

  Wang Yi couldn't stop laughing when she got this vest.

   This prize is good.

   He doesn't care about most things in this era, but he likes this kind of government commendation vest. It's a good thing to wear.

   Director Yuan watched him toss and turn and couldn't put it down, and smiled with satisfaction: "Would you like to put on a vest and take a photo?"

  Wang Yi was not stingy with film, and said happily: "Okay, Director Yuan, Secretary Shi, and Secretary Wang Zhi, let's take a few."

   Director Yuan pursed his hair and went into battle again!

   This time, Tianya Dao was the right time. I took so many photos for free. It's great, and it will be a precious memory in the future!

   They have to go to the next house, so they are leaving after taking pictures.

   Wang Yi secretly grabbed Director Yuan and whispered a few words to him.

   Director Yuan didn't understand what he was thinking, but he understood what he meant, so he said, "That's fine, it's a small matter."

   They sent off the commendation team and left. Director Yuan walked with Wang Xianghong and Wang Yi, and then talked about how the typhoon disaster statistics work was carried out.

  Wang Xianghong is a decent cadre and said: "Our team has almost no losses, but some vegetable seedlings are damaged. Now that the country is facing difficulties in reforming and opening up, we will not cause trouble to the organization, we can solve the difficulties by ourselves..."

  Wang Yi quickly said: "We don't cause trouble for the organization, so the organization will consider it and give us any subsidy."

   He is very much in favor of helping the country save money and resources.

   The question is who does the savings go to?

   This is a good question.

   So we still have to fight for what we should strive for.

   At this time, they walked to the ancestral hall, and Wang Yi gave Director Yuan a wink.

   Director Yuan walked over to the ancestral hall with his head held high and asked, "This is the ancestral hall of your royal family? Well, this is the first time I noticed it. It's quite big."

   In front of the ancestral hall, there was a birthday star and some old people chatting in the shade. They were very nervous when they watched the leader lead a group of people to come over.

   Lord Shouxing reassured them: "It doesn't matter, they are party cadres, and they don't eat or beat people, what are you afraid of?"

   "That's right, the big leaders of the army used to catch lice for our Shouxing Lord."

   "Sit down, don't be afraid."

   Director Yuan walked around the ancestral hall and whispered to Wang Yi and Wang Xianghong.

  Wang Xianghong looked embarrassed, looking at Lord Shou Xing and the old people, hesitating to say anything.

   He whispered to Director Yuan.

Director Yuan shook his head firmly and said, "It has been decided by the organization. You are all state cadres. If you have to be conscious, don't talk about it. Okay, you should hold an internal meeting to prepare for this matter, and I will go first. already."

   He greeted the old people and left with his hands behind his back.

   Decent.

  The old people pouted.

   This official has bureaucratic habits.

   After seeing Director Yuan away, Wang Yi recalled Ting Taoju to pack up and prepare to go to County No. 1 Middle School the day after tomorrow.

  I didn't expect that after graduating from university, he would return to school.

   is beyond shame.

   On the other side of the colander, the women leading the sales team were ready to make cold noodles.

   Liangpi gongs were divided one by one.

   It happened that the production team had a solar cooker, and the sun was blazing in summer, so they saved fire, put a small steamer on the solar cooker, and put Liangpi gongs on it to make Liangpi.

  It is quite easy to make Liangpi after standing with the face wash. In summer, a solar cooker can steam a piece of Liangpi in two or three minutes.

  Tonight, Wang Yi wants to invite the whole production team to eat Liangpi, so it starts from the morning, and they do quite a lot.

  Wang Yi mixed the seasonings, and this time he also mixed the soup separately, but the taste was not as good as the soup used for cold skin on the street stalls, so he decided to go back and ask Qiu Danian to buy a soup recipe.

   At noon, they ate cold skin, and Wang Yi mixed a bowl and sent it to Shou Xing Ye.

  Shou Xing Ye still has some years to live, and he can make half a tortilla at noon in the summer.

  Wang Yi walked slowly in the shade with Liangpi, the bright sunlight shone through the gaps in the branches, and the branches swayed in the wind, mottled and scattered.

  Old Huang followed him with his tail wagging, and from time to time he walked under the spot of light, his body shining brightly with yellow hair.

The mountain road on the island is made of stones, and the Wang family has not been able to grind it even after walking for many years. corners.

  Wang Yi had to be careful when he walked, he would slip and fall, and now his bowl is full of red oil cold skin.

  Old Huang kept licking his mouth, it was waiting for Wang Yi to slip...

   One person and one dog walked out of the shade of the tree, and the sun suddenly came down, and the white clouds in the sky floated in the low sky, like smoke coming from the top of the mountain.

  The clouds are floating, and the mountains appear and disappear.

  If you look at the sea, it is a vast ocean, rippling waves, blue sea, reddish-brown reefs, and white birds.

   He admired the scenery and greeted the members of the community who were enjoying the shade at the door, and unknowingly walked to the door of Lord Shouxing.

  The couplets posted on the door panel for the New Year are clearly visible.

  The first couplet is: A heart to our party to promote production, the second couplet is: Two hands respect the Dragon King to keep safe, the banner is: Love the motherland.

  Because of the typhoon a few days ago, this courtyard wall in the south collapsed, and now there is still half of the masonry concrete wall standing weakly.

  Wang Yi looked inside through the courtyard wall, and saw that Shou Xing Ye was slowly breaking the cake to prepare for dinner, and he shouted: "Shou Xing Ye don't have to be busy, I'll bring you a meal."

The old man asked suspiciously: "Ah? It's the boy from Xiangwen's family? Haha, you brought me this old immortal again? What do you say you are doing? What do you do with this immortal me all day long? You care. It's fine for you to be a student."

  Wang Yi said: "How can this be? You are the old birthday star of our Wang family. As a descendant of the Wang family, I must respect you."

  Shou Xing Ye was very happy to hear this.

   When people get older, don't they want a younger generation to be filial?

He said with relief: "Xiangwen, you can do it, you are talented, talented and good-hearted, unlike Xianghong, who became a party secretary and became a cadre. He even came to me two days ago and told me that he would give the ancestral hall to the ancestral hall. What is the woman's family doing, huh, he forgot his ancestors!"

   Wang Yi laughed.

   Did the old man give him a vaccination on purpose?

   He went in and passed the Liangpi.

  Shou Xing gave him a small bench to sit down, and then looked at Liangpi strangely: "What kind of noodles is this? Why is it like this? This is a new dish in the city? Chili oil mixed with lasagna noodles?"

  Wang Yi smiled and said: "This is called mixed Liangpi, you try it, it tastes very good, sour and spicy."

Lord Shouxing sat in the shade and took a sip, and then laughed: "Don't say it, the taste is good, not ordinary, it's really sour and spicy, and it's cool, don't say it, it's really good Stuff, what is this called? Mixed with cold skin? Mixed well!"

He ate it happily and sighed: "In this lifetime, you still have to live for two more days. If you live for two days, you can eat two more delicious bites. This mixed cold skin is really delicious. Year, the first time I've eaten it!"

  Wang Yi asked: "You can eat as long as you like. This is made by our team. In the future, you can eat it every day if you want, as long as you can take care of your body and eat it."

   Lord Shouxing waved his hand: "You can't eat this good thing every day, how much good food do you waste every day? It's enough to be a glutton and try it."

  Wang Yi asked: "You can eat and move as much as you can, Lord Shou Xing, are you in good health?"

  Shou Xing Ye said, "I'm still making a living, my place is very good, Feng Shui is good, I can watch the sunrise in the east and the sunset in the west. Most of the day there is sunshine, and the yang is strong."

   "The old saying goes that when yin flourishes and yang declines, when yang grows, yin declines, right? When yang grows, yin declines. I have a lot of yang here and good earth qi."

   Wang Yi said, "But Lord Shou Xing, have you always lived alone all these years? Do you want to find someone to live with you?"

  Shou Xing Ye shook his head: "No, I live pretty well by myself."

   He changed the subject, looked at Lao Huang at the door and said, "Mr. Wang, if you think I'm too lonely living alone, why don't I go and get a puppy from you? I think you're a pretty good dog."

  Lao Huang is a very disciplined dog. It follows Wang Yi around the production team. Wang Yi can't give orders that it will not enter other people's doors. Every time Wang Yi enters someone's home, it sits at the door and waits.

  This is a very sensible dog.

  Wang Yi estimates that if it is in 22 years, it will definitely line up for nucleic acid testing by itself.

  Wang Yi did not agree to his words, but said, "Well, Lao Huang is a good dog."

   Lord Shouxing sighed: "Dogs follow their masters, and good people keep good dogs. I heard that people in the city are now raising wolf dogs and foreign dogs. I've seen those dogs, but they're not good. They can't compare to your dog..."

He sighed again, "I remember that your father was very shy about dogs. When your family was on our island, you had a good dog. A few days ago, I heard from the secretary that your father is gone? I'm too embarrassed about this. Asking you, it is a sad thing after all, and no one wants to mention it."

  Wang Yi also sighed and said, "Yes, I'll be gone when I go to school."

  Shou Xing Ye put down the bowl and was a little disillusioned, and said, "I've had enough for my whole life, alas, I'm really enough. Send this away, send that away, Mom's, it's uncomfortable!"

As he spoke, he asked: "You are promising now, can you send your father back? When your father comes back, our Wang family will be all over, sigh, it's better for the old and young to be together, um, when we meet It is also convenient to help each other in the case of three disasters and five disasters.

Wang Yi said: "Isn't that necessary? Now that the country is engaged in scientific development and modernization, it is necessary to break the old concept and feudal ideology, and the ancestral hall is being torn down outside. Dao is obviously an advanced production team, but it still retains the feudal dynasty..."

"What? Is that the leader today?" Shou Xing became anxious all of a sudden, he stood up and pointed in the direction of the commune and asked, "What does that **** leader mean? mean!"

   Wang Yi said listlessly: "It's no fun, let our production team tear down the ancestral hall."

  Shou Xing Ye suddenly became furious: "Damn, this shit! What kind of fart did he put? Impossible, absolutely not! As long as I live, no one can touch the ancestral hall of our ancestors!"

  Wang Yi said: "Then our team has to go against the national policy? You let the party secretary go against the party that trained him? You let our doll go against the school?"

   He shook his head: "That's not the point. It's a big deal that the party secretary is not a cadre of his production team. It's a big deal that students don't want to study."

"But the point is - Lord Shou Xing, you have seen what happened to our production team. Outsiders say that our production team was advanced in the past and now is far behind. The daughters of other teams are unwilling to marry in, and they suffer and suffer poverty and shame. ."

   "If it goes on like this, only the daughters in our team will marry out and be their daughters-in-law, and no daughters will marry in and be daughters-in-law in our Wang family. Alas, if this goes on, how will the Wang family spread its branches?"

   A heavy punch hit Lord Shouxing's seven inches.

   The production team has not had a new daughter-in-law in the last three or two years. Not only was Wang Xianghong anxious about this, but Shouxing Ye was also anxious about it. He sat on the ground after listening to Wang Yi's words.

  Wang Yi said: "Shou Xing Ye, why don't you share this news with the old people in our team and see what the big guy has an idea."

   He packed up the dishes and left.

   Then he found Wang Zhuangyuan and a few teenagers to get into the courtyard of Grandpa Shouxing's house to help clean up the collapsed courtyard wall.

   Cleaning up is false, surveillance is true.

   Keep watch over Shou Xing Ye so that nothing happens.

   Lord Shou Xing didn't care about the children who came to clean up the yard. He rested for a while and had a slow lunch, and then rushed to the front of the ancestral hall with a cane.

The   Tianwang tree is tall and lush, even if the sun is in the middle of the sky at noon, there is still a lot of shade.

  The old men stayed in the shade and talked, and they nodded when they saw the birthday star coming.

   Lord Shouxing is a talker in the ancestral hall area. He talks about the past and the present to the younger generation here every day, even the youngest younger generation here is seventy years old.

   Don't look at his age, but he has a good brain. There are few old men here who can match him, so everyone loves to listen to him.

   He also knows a lot, sea myths, island legends, family past, life tips, marriage rules, funeral etiquette, all kinds of things, and he is proficient in everything...

   Every time he came, he was very pompous, and even when the wind was small, he didn't use a cane but walked slowly.

   Walk slowly and gracefully.

   At this moment, he lost all his style, rushed over in a hurry and stumbled, and said, "Something happened, something happened..."

   When I shouted in front of the ancestral hall.

  Wang Yi is taking a nap.

   He put a mat on the bed. It is a very common brand from Antarctica. It is made from the first layer of bamboo. According to the advertisement, the bamboo used for this mat is more than five or six years old. It is flexible, strong, smooth and cool.

   This propaganda is not exaggerated, it is really smooth and cool.

   The bed he slept on was bigger than the single bed, so Wang Yi also brought Lao Huang and the four milk dogs up, and everyone slept together, so that they could sleep well, but it was crowded and could not be arbitrarily encircled.

  Old yellow and milk dogs generally don't sleep on mats. They have a better place to go to lie down under the shade of the bay tree and enjoy the joy brought by the tide.

   It will be too hot at noon. After dinner, they were going to bathe in the sea under the shade of the trees.

   But the mother followed the master away, and the four little milk dogs had to stick out their tongues in the shade.

   When their mother came back in the afternoon, the weather was hotter, and their mother was so badly exposed that she didn't want to be exposed to the sun anymore, so they lied down on the mat.

   Extend your limbs and put your belly on the mat to keep cool as much as possible.

   But the weather is hot today, and the dogs are hot and severe. After a while, the milk dogs will find that the mat under their belly is very hot.

  The problem is that there are too few vacant places, and they can't change places if they want, so they look at each other and both see each other's position.

   The biggest dark yellow is now the best looking. It climbed up and rushed to the pale yellow next to it to grab the site. Seeing this, the second natural yellow immediately occupied the boss's site.

   Then keep sticking your tongue out.

  The milk dogs switched places, and finally stuck out their tongues together.

  Wang Yi laughed when he saw it.

   He opened the windows as much as possible, and the front and rear ventilation was actually okay, mainly because the humidity was too high and the body felt uncomfortable.

   woke him up from a nap and went out, and then saw several old men gathered at the door of the brigade committee office, among them, Shou Xing Ye was waving his crutches impassively.

  Wang Xianghong, who has always shown himself with a majestic face, will be like a grandson, and he will always obey in the shade of the tree outside the door.

   He saw Wang Yihou as if he saw a life-saving straw, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up: "Mr. Wang, Teacher Wang, you..."

   "I have something to do." Wang Yi said neatly, "I'll go to Uncle Gao and ask him to make some radio boxes according to this box."

   He held up a small radio box he found and shook it, "I found the barbed wire and bought the knob. When I come back from the county No. 1 middle school, I can teach the students to assemble the radio."

  The old people wanted to call him over to discuss 'urgent matters', but after listening to his words, one or two doubts: "Mr. Wang, what kind of radio are you assembling?"

  Wang Yi said: "I bought some spare parts for the radio, and I can assemble the radio myself. I asked my classmates to buy a lot of spare parts."

"As long as we have a radio box, we can assemble a radio for each of our households. If it's not good enough, we can assemble one for you first. Later, when you are tired of talking about the ancients, you can gather together to listen to Peking opera, opera, storytelling or something. "

  The old men expressed their astonishment: "The radio is a machine, it is a high-tech, you can also build it?"

   Wang Yi explained: "I can't build, I can assemble."

  The old men said that I would not listen to your explanation, and then continued to ask: "Mr. Wang, do you know how to make guns?" "How about cannons?"

   Wang Yi was speechless.

   ran away with the radio box in between.

   This event is a major event for the production team.

  In Wang Xianghong's opinion, once every household has popularized the radio, this is a feat second only to the fact that every household has turned on the electric light, which means that their production team has once again taken a solid step in the socialist modernization construction!

   Wang Xianggao, who was repairing tables for the team members, was also shocked to hear that he wanted to build his own radio.

   is normal.

  For the fishermen of this era, the shock of hearing that a person can find parts to assemble a radio is more than 22 years old. Hearing that someone buys auto parts and assembles a car by himself.

  Wang Yi explained the principle, but Wang Xianggao was still amazed: "Then how can you remember this circuit diagram? How difficult and complicated it is, Mr. Wang, how do you college students' brains grow?"

   He sighed again: "It's no wonder that you college students are said to be the mortal world of Wenqu Xingxing. It's true, your brains are completely different from our old illiterate brains!"

   Wang Yi laughed, this topic could not be explained, he opened the box and explained the size of the box to Wang Xianggao.

  Wang Xianggao is confident: "I know this, and I don't need nails. I will build it for you with a tenon-and-mortise structure. Six wooden boards can be assembled directly without nails!"

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "Okay, that's great, but it's okay to use nails. It's easy to use nails. You can make a mortise-and-mortise hole at the back of the battery so that you can change the battery."

   The old men must still be making trouble at the gate of the brigade committee.

  Wang Yi couldn't go back, he strolled along the beach and found a shade tree to enjoy the cool sea breeze.

  In the evening, the sun sets and the fishing boats return.

   The fisherman sang late.

   He said to the returning men, "Tell the family tonight that you don't need to cook, and eat Liangpi. Our production team invites members to eat Liangpi!"

   With the continuous profit of the commune and team enterprises, he no longer needs to invite the commune members to dinner. Wang Xianghong pays him with the collective money of the team.

   Of course, eating Liangpi by yourself is definitely only a cost, flour, chili oil, shredded cucumber, chopped peanuts, sesame sauce and vinegar sauce, etc.

  The cost of Liangpi is very low, especially for mass production. The price of flour is even less than that of chili oil. Based on the price of 1982, a piece of Liangpi is only six or seven cents. Anyway, using more oil is not more than a dime!

  Wang Yi sells Liangpi in large, medium and small portions, the small portion is 20 cents, the medium portion is 30 cents, and the large portion is 40 cents.

  Wang Xianghong also broadcasted the incident on the electric loudspeaker. The members of the commune team were asking to eat Liangpi that they had never eaten before, and every household was beaming.

   After the broadcast, Wang Xianghong strolled over to see how to make Liangpi.

   He loves watching these busy scenes.

   has energy.

lively!

  Wang Yi discussed with him: "Secretary, adding some shredded pork to Liangpi is more delicious. Would you like to improve the food for the members, adding some shredded pork to each Liangpi?"

  Wang Xianghong was frugal, he said: "Oh, eating cold skin is better than eating fine grains, and there are cucumber shreds and chili oil..."

   "And sesame sauce." Big confused hehe laughed.

   He likes to eat sesame sauce, it's really fragrant. When eating steamed buns, spread a layer of it, two mouthfuls of steamed buns!

  Wang Xianghong smiled when he heard these delicious food: "Yes, there is also sesame sauce, sesame sauce is a good thing, isn't this a good Erba sauce?"

   Wang Yi asked: "What is Erba sauce?"

   Wang Xianghong asked him: "Don't the people in the capital like to eat Erba sauce? It's because the yield of sesame seeds is low and the price is high, so they use peanut butter to reconcile them. Two parts of sesame paste and eight parts of peanut butter, isn't this Erba sauce?"

Wang Yi knew that he had inadvertently revealed the filling again, so he immediately filled the gap: "Hey, what year is that all about? Zhishu, now the production of sesame has increased, and there is no need for the 28 sauce, the sesame sauce that the people of our capital eat now. The noodles are made with serious sesame sauce."

  Wang Xianghong said: "Yes, Erba sauce must have been a matter of six years."

   "I know about this." The colander came over to chat, "In the past six years or so, sesame sauce was rare. The country supplied the capital with 28 sauces for 2 taels per person a month, and sometimes even stopped cooking."

"We all know Mr. Lao She, right? He used to be the people's representative of the capital. When the people's representative is the people's representative, he will speak for the people. One year, the capital's 28 sauce was out of stock. Mr. Lao She's proposal is to hope that the government will solve the 28 sauce. supply issues.”

   Wang Xianghong said, "Where did you hear this?"

  The colander said: "A master from the capital came to our Wengzhou said that the master also taught me to make a sesame sauce noodle..."

   "Collapse, are you lazy again?" shouted Liu Hongmei, the women's director who came to help, "Why didn't you come to cut cucumbers?"

  The colander said helplessly: "Director Hongmei, can you let me live? Our team used to keep donkeys and pull mills, and no one was asked to do so. You said that I've been really busy since 9:30 in the morning..."

   "Xie Xie, you take a break." Wang Xianghong said, "The colander has really been working hard recently. The hair on his mind has been plucked out. He has done a lot of work today. Look at his clothes, he can wring out water!"

   Colander was moved when he heard this.

   A few years ago, Wang Xianghong would only criticize him, but how many years have he been praised?

   The previous criticism made him PUA. Now, after receiving the praise from Wang Xianghong, he suddenly got excited, wiped his sweat and said, "Zhishu, it's worth it if I'm exhausted with your words, I'll keep busy!"

  Wang Yi said helplessly: "But we haven't settled our business yet - do you want to use some shredded pork?"

  The colander turned back and said, "It's still delicious with shredded pork!"

   Wang Xianghong smacked his lips and made up his mind: "Use it, use it up, let's chase 20 cents of shredded pork from one family to another."

  Liu Hongmei smiled and said, "Secretary, we can't live up to this day? Do you need to add shredded pork to eat Liangpi?"

  Wang Xianghong said: "It's okay, Yin eats Mao's food, our production team made a mistake today!"

  The pork that Wang Yi brought back has been simply fried for preservation, and then stored in the cold storage.

  I was confused and brought back an iron pot. I quickly shredded it with a colander, put it in the pot again and fry it until it was cooked, so that there was a strong aroma of meat wafting around the island.

  The commune members who came to the mountain to queue up to receive meals all discussed in surprise: "Isn't this Liangpi made of flour? Why does it still smell like meat? It's amazing!"

   (end of this chapter)

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