Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 444 Yang Geyong's New Year
I went to my aunt's house on the first day of junior high school. Because my aunt was young, neither my father nor my mother went.Only the old uncle and brother Ye Yuze went.There were many places to pay New Year's greetings that day, so I didn't eat at her house. Anyway, she went back to her mother's house the next day.

Before leaving, Ye Yuze opened the door and was about to get in the car when Wang Yashi walked over and saw Ye Yuze stunned.Ye Yuze nodded with a smile, and then drove away. Ye Yuze saw the girl behind him in a daze for a long time from the rearview mirror.

I came back early in the second day of junior high school because my aunt's family was going back to my mother's house.The custom in my hometown is that the daughter returns to her natal home in the second year of junior high school. On this day, the whole family will come and play at her natal home for a day.

My aunt is also a family of four. After a day of fun and fun, I drove the tractor and went back.They respect their eldest brothers and sisters-in-law very much, and they will build a house in the spring.

The Spring Festival of the Infrastructure Company was extremely lively, because it was the first Spring Festival without a holiday in the company.Everyone in the company lived in the garment factory, because Liu Sannv was in a hurry, and she knew that Meihua had a four-day vacation, so she decided to use these four days to create a miracle.

The cafeteria has been stewing meat for the past few days, that kind of big piece of meat, with some potato cubes thrown in it to relieve the greasy.Four or two big steamed buns are made casually.

The children's Little Red Whip did not save the two money.The quantity bought has reached the satisfaction of the children.

The big men are also used to embroidery needles at this time, and they lock the buttonholes gracefully. I don’t know who remembers that when my mother-in-law uses a needle, she always rubs it on her hair from time to time, and she learns it in a decent way, and then everyone What's the use of imitating?no one knows.

Because I don't want to delay production, recently, if there is something wrong with the equipment, no one is willing to stop it as long as it can be used.The little kidnapper simply asked people to report in advance, and he repaired them when everyone was off work.In this way, he would sleep in the dormitory in the morning, and Ma Hongkui would go with his class.

After waking up and returning to the factory, the little kidnapper walked to the idle machines and looked distressed. More than 40 machines were idle!This thing is money when it moves.Originally, the purpose of buying the machine this time was to replace a batch of old equipment, but Ma Hongkui maintained the old equipment very well, and people didn't like to change the things they were used to.

The little kidnapper had nothing to do, so he picked up the cut piece of cloth and walked to a sewing machine to sew. Because of the minor repair of the machine, he knew the performance of the machine better than women, but he had never sewed clothes before.

At the beginning, some movements were a bit jerky, turning, tying up the trousers, and getting up the waist of the trousers was a bit messy.Slowly, he began to get used to it, and the pieces of cloth fluttered in his hands like flying butterflies.

Speed ​​is due to proficiency, but talent is born.Kidnap seems to be born for this kind of work, faster and faster, and he can't see anything but jeans in his eyes.

When he finally stopped, there was already a circle of people around him.He stopped because he ran out of lines, but what's the point of having so many people around him?
Ma Quanyi was full of excitement, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously! "Young man, who said we men can't use a sewing machine? Which of you lesbians can compare with this sewing machine, little kidnapper?"

Ma Quanyi raised his voice on purpose when he said this, he was fed up with anger these days, a company commander led a group of gentlemen, and was ordered around by a group of women, aggrieved!But there is no way, who makes the most money in the factory?
Liu Sannv also came over at this time, flipping through the jeans sewn by the little kidnapper over and over again, and asked in disbelief, "You really haven't done this job before?"

The little kidnapper said helplessly, "Aunt Liu, don't you know if I've done it or not?"

Ma Quanyi also glanced at Liu Sannv with a look of disdain: "Why, why do you feel uncomfortable when a man can step on a sewing machine? We men are better than you in everything."

Liu Sannv didn't bother with him, and also cast a glance at him: "If you have the ability, step on me and see."

"You..." Ma Quanyi was stunned.But then he stomped his feet: "Okay, I will let the little kidnapper teach me from tomorrow, I don't believe that we will not be as good as you lesbians!"

The behavior of the little kidnapper restored the confidence of the men, and they decided to learn how to sew clothes tomorrow.

This Spring Festival is the most deserted Spring Festival that Yang Geyong has ever had.There are many ethnic groups in Yining, and the place where he lives is not where the Fourth Division of the Corps is located, and the ethnic groups do not celebrate the Spring Festival.

The factory was on holiday, and the young couple who opened the noodle restaurant also returned to their hometown, which made Yang Geyong unable to find a place to eat.Hong Liu called him several times in a row, but he refused to go to Hong's house on the eve of the New Year's Eve.

But today, the first day of the new year, he really didn't want to disturb others, so he walked out.In the past few months, he has already felt Hong Liu's affection for him, but he only has a sister-brother affection for Hong Liu.Today he knew that Hong Liu would come looking for him again, so he hid specially.

The most prosperous place in Yining is Hanren Street, which is actually the origin of the city of Yining.The original Yining was called Hanren Street, and the whole city was developed around this Hanren Street.

Tracing back to history, the people who built this street in this remote northwest border are indeed authentic Han people. In 1876, Zuo Zongtang, then governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, was ordered to supervise the military affairs of XJ and sent his troops to the west to crusade against the Aguba bandit army.When Agubai invaded XJ, it happened that there had been years of famine in Tianjin, and there were constant wars.Yangliuqing was severely affected, and people went out to make a living.

Therefore, the Yangliuqing people took the burden of the shopkeeper, followed Zuo Zongtang's army to do small business to make a living, and moved with the army camp, which is called rushing to the camp.Unexpectedly, this "rush" took more than 1 miles, from the distant shore of the Bohai Sea to the northwest border of Ili.

After the war ended, a large number of people from Yangliuqing continued to come to XJ to make a living.When the Qing army recaptured the whole Xinjiang, Yangliuqing’s peddlers spread all over the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains. These peddlers from Yangliuqing lived in the southern district of YN City today, forming a bustling commercial street, which is called Hanren Street by Yili people.

It's just that there are no Han people in the Hanren Street today, and most of the vendors are Uyghurs.Uyghurs like to call themselves businessmen. Most of the hawkers in northern Xinjiang are Uyghurs. They are hardworking and ingenious.

Especially the research on various cuisines is absolutely top-notch among the dozens of ethnic groups in XJ.Every spring, there are barbecue stalls, baked buns, pilaf, Uyghur ice cream, pomegranate juice, milk lumps, various dried fruits, ice water soaked in watermelon, and Yingjisha and Samusak knives on the handicraft stalls in Hanren Street every spring. These ancient small stalls have come from the distant past to modern times, and they are still continuing on Hanren Street from generation to generation.Here, a small Uyghur stall becomes a world. On this small stall, the hopes and dreams of the family are carried.

(End of this chapter)