Hello, I'm He Yuzhu

Chapter 278 Eat and take this wave of economic cigarettes that don't lose eight cents (subscription required)
In the evening, he drank a little too much, Chen Jinfeng was afraid that the smell of alcohol would taint his granddaughter, so he left Yuanyuan in the main house.

The next day, Sunday.

How should I describe the holidays during this period? It is a single day off, with one day off every week. But at this time, the people are unpretentious, and everyone wants to make progress. If there is no special matter at home, they will choose to continue working in the factory.

Today is the wedding day of Director Song's son in the first workshop. Li Hongjun went to Song's house early to earn extra money.

When he arrived at the master's house, Director Song arranged for him a lot of female comrades to help him cook.

Obviously there are only a few tables, but there are at least twenty tables for this ingredient.

"Red Army, I will trouble you today!"

Director Song shyly stuffed a pack of cigarettes for him.

"It's not that I heard that the child is getting married, and all the workers in the factory want to join in the fun, so I can't refuse!"

Li Hongjun has been a person for several generations, how can he not understand Director Song's little thoughts?Isn't it just to collect more gift money?

"Don't worry, Director Song, I charge by table!"

The water started to boil, and the women began to pluck the chicken feathers, open up the fish and scrape the scales. Anyway, Li Hongjun couldn't do it all by himself, as long as he was in charge of the spoon to ensure the taste. Incredible.

He can handle the dishes for a few tables by himself, but seeing that he may not be able to hold twenty tables, he is still tired and bent over by himself.

Director Song's stinginess was comparable to that of Yan Bugui, who filled the courtyard. He had everything from chicken, fish, meat and eggs, but the amount of dishes on each plate was beyond words.

As time passed, a lot of relatives and friends came one after another starting at noon.

Li Hongjun was familiar with many people, because he was a colleague of the machinery factory, and everyone nodded in good faith as a greeting.

When Director Song saw that people didn't come together, he said that he didn't serve dinner, and insisted on making these people's hungry chests stick to their backs, and they didn't start eating until after two o'clock.

Li Hongjun found Director Song, and Director Song gave him 40 yuan.

"Director Song, there are 21 tables. According to the agreement, each table is two yuan. Did you underpay?"

"Haha, Red Army, no less, you are not allowed to follow my son's wedding ceremony!"

That's right, Director Song is waiting for him here.

He didn't have much friendship at ordinary times, and he was extorted two yuan for no reason. Li Hongjun didn't show it on his face, but he was unhappy in his heart.

Since you said it was a gift, then I have to eat it back.

Although I found a table, I didn't know how to sit down anyway, so I started to eat and drink, and started to pull the food into my mouth.

I don't know if you have done banquets?It's the kind of situation where you start late and see a pile of empty plates.

After eating and drinking, Li Hongjun directly put the loose cigarettes on the table in his pocket, and put half a bottle of Erguotou under his arm, and walked away without saying a word.

The two yuan is not a loss, and Li Hongjun has a sense of value for money because he has enough to eat and drink.

Looking up at the sky and counting the time, I felt that I went straight to the factory before the off-duty time. After all, he was responsible for the meals of the Soviets.

There is a Shanghai-brand all-steel watch in the space, but it’s a pity that he dare not take it out and use it. He feels aggrieved, but he has found a side job and has a source of income. When the time comes, he will arrange bicycles and watches, and he can explain the origin of the things to the outside world. I bought it with my own money!

When he arrived at the factory, Li Hongjun took out the loose cigarettes in his pocket and gave his father half a bottle of wine.

Li Gui asked suspiciously, "Why did you go there?"

"I'll give it to Director Song of workshop one..."

"I said, why didn't Song Laokou come to beg me? It turns out that you were the one who backed him up."

"I'm not idle, I'm idle, earn some extra money!"

Li Gui put away his cigarettes and alcohol: "The sun is coming out from the west, Song Laokou offered to give you something!"

"Hey, this is what I paid for..."

Li Hongjun told Li Gui about Song Laokou's behavior of refusing to teach martial arts, and Chen Jinfeng who was on the side listened with displeasure, and said that he would not give the two yuan.

"This Song Laokou really knows how to calculate. He sold it with my son at such a low price, and he even brought zero..."

The number of people in the family fell to Song Laokou's behavior of not teaching martial arts, Director Fan carried a few pigs into the water and came to the back kitchen.

"Master Li, they gave it to me when I purchased it from the meat joint factory. It happened that the technicians in the factory and the Soviet engineers had to work overtime at night. You should deal with it if you are troubled!"

Li Gui took the pig into the water: "Leave it to me, don't worry."

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Director Fan said cheerfully.

After Director Fan left, Chen Jinfeng opened the bag and looked at the bloody pig into the water with a look of disgust.

The father and son of the Li family were thinking about how to eat the pigs in the water.

"Dad, salt water liver or fried liver tip?"

"Stir-fry pig heart and pig lung!"

"I'm going to wash the fat sausage and make a fat sausage with soy sauce?"

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The father and son worked together without asking the kitchen helper to clean up. If this thing is not cleaned up, it will smell bad.

It was Li Gui who cooked the dishes, and Li Hongjun took the lunch box and prepared to decorate it with fried liver tips and fatty intestines with soy sauce and go back to have a drink.

Chen Jinfeng made a meeting, and prepared pancakes for the leaders and Soviet engineers at night.

Mainly because the little ancestor of the family, Xiao Yuanyuan likes to eat sweets, otherwise Chen Jinfeng would not waste time and effort on baking sugar cakes.

Chen Jinfeng also urged his son: "Son, you have the key to the warehouse. Go to the warehouse and give the two persimmons to my granddaughter to eat!"

"Well, I'll go when I get off work!"

He promised, but he would not actually go to the warehouse to get them. Vegetables in winter are so precious. He estimated that Director Fan had counted the number of persimmons, onions, and kohlrabi. He didn’t cook these vegetables today. , suddenly missing to let the director know, isn't this the initiative to give someone a handle.

Li Gui was busy at the stove, and Li Hongjun talked to Chen Jinfeng about his daughter.

"Mom, Hongxia will be on day shift tomorrow, what will Yuanyuan do?"

Chen Jinfeng raised an eyebrow: "Let Old Mrs. Zhao help me watch!"

Li Hongjun knew that Old Mrs. Zhao was Zhao Aiguo's mother. Although the relationship between the two families was good and Yuanyuan usually sent him home, he was no longer the heartless bastard of his predecessor.

Always feeling awkward and worried.

Let's have a small meeting with my family to discuss this issue at home.

"You two, stop chatting, the fat intestines are out of the pot, the Red Army, don't you want to dress up and go back to drink!"

Li Hongjun took the lunch box, filled it full with soy sauce sausage.

Then Li Gui worked fiercely like a tiger, and the fried liver was cooked, and Li Hongjun packed a lunch box with fried liver.

Forget about pig heart and pig lungs. Pig lungs are so dirty that he finds them disgusting.

It was already off work at this time, and the cafeteria had long since left. After the family of three had packed their lunch boxes, Li Gui took Chen Jinfeng to ride home with the lunch boxes.

Li Hongjun left the cafeteria, and walked out of the factory gate alone with his hands behind his back.

"Red Army, wait!"

"Patriotic, why don't you drop by to see off Sister Bai Jie today!"

"Hey, she's thin-skinned, so she won't let me give it away!"

Zhao Aiguo took out his hand from his cuff, and took out a box: "I don't want to sit in the car with you!"

Li Hongjun saw that Zhao Aiguo was smoking an eight-cent-a-pack of economical cigarettes.

"Why did you smoke this?"

"Cheap, save money and save it to live!"

Li Hongjun couldn't help sighing: It's amazing that a man grows because of a woman
(End of this chapter)