Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 903
Although they haven't seen each other for many years, the two of them became like a family in the blink of an eye. This kind of natural closeness can sometimes be regarded as a kind of magic.

"Third Aunt, is this your nephew's generation?" The people waiting around to eat noodles seemed to be old customers from the surrounding factory area, so it was time to ask.

"My nephew! It's from Jiachuan's youngest family!" Sangu was very proud: "This year's Shuzhong College Entrance Examination won the number one student in liberal arts! It's a great honor for our old Zhou family!"

"Really?!" Several guests were really shocked: "Oh, it's Wenquxing who is making noodles for us..."

"I still know how to shake dry rice, I'm no layman!" Sangu laughed and said, "Your father said that you wrote a book about cooking. I wonder why you still know this?"

"Actually, there are some stories about Sichuan cuisine. These stories are everywhere, but no one has collected them and published them in books before." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "I'm just picking up what's already available."

"It's not cheap!" The third aunt brought the noodles that Zhou Zhi picked up to several guests: "I asked your cousin to go to the bookstore to buy them. He went there and came back and said that it would cost 600 yuan for a set. I have never seen such an expensive book in my life!"

"I remember now!" A fat old man in a white vest and a big cattail fan on his trousers began to pick his face: "Sangu, you said that the book written by your nephew is rarely sold in Xinhua Bookstore. The expensive one is him?!"

"Well, it's him!" Sangu was very happy: "The last time I came here, I was a little taller than this stove, but in a blink of an eye, I'm so big and so promising."

"That's right, books that can be sold in Xinhua Bookstore are called books!" said a bespectacled man with the appearance of a cadre next to him, "Someone like Secretary Xiao, who spends 1 yuan to publish some collection of poems by himself, and then catches them all over the world." Send it off as soon as you get it, what's that called?!"

"That's called not being a human being! I don't want to make the factory more active, and I'm doing all kinds of tricks all day long!" The fat man was so angry that he pulled out the cattail fan on his waist and started to fan: "But Xiao Wang, you are still under his hands. That said, we should say less about this kind of thing, or it might be passed on to people's ears someday."

"I'm afraid of him?!" The young cadre looked disgusted: "Didn't you hear that, now that Lao Xiao is scolded by the workers, he dare not leave the workshop!"

"The third aunt's place is better, everyone in the family has crafts!"

"Right." Someone said: "These days, you can't go hungry anywhere if you have a good handicraft. Third Aunt, someday I'll come to you to learn how to make small noodles!"

"It's nonsense, the stove beside the pot is dirty and tired, how can you have the leisure time of newspaper and tea in the office?" Sangu smiled and said, "Xiao Wang, please tell Jianjun Jianmin when you pass by, and say that Elbow is coming home , let them all come back tonight."

"Jianjun Jianmin may not listen to what I tell you." The little Wang said with a smile, "But don't worry, Third Aunt. I will call Jianhua when I get to the office and ask Jianhua to ask them to come back."

"Ren Jianhua is married, Xiao Wang, why are you still looking for an excuse to call him?" The uncle Pushan next to him made fun of him: "You can calm down..."

The face of the man named Xiao Wang turned red all of a sudden: "Jianhua is still polite when he receives calls from the old neighbors. We are classmates and former colleagues. What's the matter if we make a phone call?"

Although he said so, he was embarrassed to stay for a long time: "Auntie, I have finished eating, don't worry, I promise to let you see Jianjun Jianmin tonight!"

After almost all the diners had dispersed and Sangu tidied up, she said to Zhou Zhi, "Will you go grocery shopping with me? I'll take you to eat something."

"Come on!" Zhou Zhijian still had some noodles left over: "I can see that Sangu's skill is very good at keeping regular customers, it's not ordinary. Let's cook noodles and eat, and then go shopping after eating."

"If you don't dislike it, you can do it." The third aunt said with a smile.

"Sit down for a while and teach me. I heard from my dad that this is still a handicraft left by grandpa?"

The third aunt found a small table and sat down: "Back then your grandfather sold 'tiao'er' in Zaolingqiao. One side of the burden was small noodles, and the other side was fermented glutinous rice flour. At that time, your father was still young. What? I don’t even remember, so I decided to listen to what your aunt said. Both your aunt and your father are fine?”

"I pick the seasoning, Sangu, watch carefully, don't smash Grandpa's signboard..." Zhou Zhi began to imitate Sangu's technique just now, adjusting the seasoning for the two small noodles, and said: "They are all good now, Dayong My brother married my sister Xiaojuaner, and now I run a food company, producing soy sauce, bran vinegar, sauerkraut buns, meat sauce buns, and a series of side dishes, and the business is doing quite well.”

"My dad is going to work in Manzhou in just two months, and my mother and grandma should also follow... Sangu, I heard some guests chatting just now, did my cousin find someone again?"

"Alas..." Speaking of this third aunt, she frowned and sighed, rubbing her hands awkwardly on the apron: "This kind of relationship is actually not very suitable. Your current brother-in-law is ten years older than your sister, and he is almost a generation behind." It's time!"

"It's your sister's fault too. You have to go to some kind of model team, and you'll just provoke tongue."

At this time, the noodles were already cooked, and Zhou Zhi picked them up for himself and the third aunt: "It doesn't matter if you are older, as long as you have a good relationship. I am sending my classmates to Yuzhou this time, and there is one whose father is older than his mother." Thirty years older and younger, the relationship in the world is just as good."

"Really? Why is there such a difference?"

"The conditions are different. My classmate's father started from scratch at a young age and turned himself into a capitalist. Before liberation, he almost became a landlord. Later, he wasted a long time before finding a relative."

"This is bad luck." Sangu said, "But the capitalists in the woolen mills before liberation were like that. In the morning, steamed buns, porridge, and pickles were eaten, and there was even less fried peanuts than we do now."

Zhou Zhi also started to eat noodles, and he knew the key after one bite: "I knew that the big effort was still in the soup."

"It's a delicious mouth!" The third aunt said angrily, "No wonder you can make a book out of food!"

"What does brother-in-law do? How did you meet your cousin?" Zhou Zhi asked while snorting and eating noodles.

"After your brother-in-law's accident, it was very difficult for your sister to take Tongtong alone. Didn't the factory organize a model team? Seeing that your sister's conditions are good, she was recruited into the team."

The last time we met was 12 years ago. Zhou Zhi’s appearance to Jianhua’s cousin is actually very vague. I just remember that the impression at that time was that she was beautiful, very beautiful, very cheerful and generous, and liked to tease herself.

Later, I heard that she got married, and then her brother-in-law got into a traffic accident and left, but Zhou Zhi was still a child, so he heard it as soon as he heard it, and he didn't feel much.

On the contrary, the model team of Yuzhou No. [-] Wool Spinning Factory was famous all over the country.

After the re-opening, the wool spinning factory has been prosperous for several years, and the garments produced have been exported and sold overseas.

In order to promote its own brand, the factory labor union organized a group of female workers with excellent conditions to set up a factory-run model team. It was once an open, fashionable and modern corporate culture symbol, which was widely reported by various media.

They even published calendars and organized tour performances. In the relatively closed and conservative Southwest, they were all in the limelight for a while.

Cousin, as a young mother who has given birth to a child, can also be recruited into the model team, and her own conditions can be imagined.

(End of this chapter)