Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 143 142: Which old comrade, you stop

Although he came here to relax, the frequency of fishing was a bit fast, and Zhou Wenliang couldn't take care of it. He just caught one and re-hooked the earhook, and then another came again, and he was sweating profusely.

Yan Bugui looked enviously at the side. Although he hooked a few by the side of the nest, he didn't catch as many as Zhou Wenliang.

The big tin bucket that Zhou Wenliang brought was full, with seven or eight big fish, the stuffed tin bucket was full, and these two were left beside it.

Seeing that it was noon, Zhou Wenliang stopped fishing. It was too hot, and he was sweating profusely. He carried two silver carp on the ground in a tin bucket, which weighed almost two catties, and took out the knife he had prepared in advance. , scaled, disemboweled, tidied up, washed well, strung on iron skewers, set up a fire under the big tree on the bank, and roasted.

Yan Bugui was stunned, how could he be so neat?Isn't this a waste?
He was holding his lunch, but smelling the aroma of grilled fish, he felt that the steamed bread in his hand was no longer fragrant.

While fanning the fan, Zhou Wenliang turned the iron stick to prevent it from being burnt. Finally, seeing that it was almost baked, he sprinkled the seasoning and scratched it for a little taste.

After blowing on it and tasting it, Zhou Wenliang nodded in satisfaction, the outside was charred and the inside was tender, not bad.

A small barbecue in the wild, paired with cold beer from the space, is old and moist.

Yan Bugui looked at Zhou Wenliang in surprise. "Ryoko, where did you get the beer from?"

Zhou Wenliang shook the iron jar in his hand, and said with a smile, "Wenwen bought it yesterday, do you want some?"

Yan Bugui dropped his fishing rod and ran over. Zhou Wenliang was not a stingy person, and there was still a lot of space, all of which were shot from the tavern.

He found a bowl, poured some for him, and gave him a piece of fish meat, so he couldn't finish two fish.

Yan Bu Guile smiled happily, took a sip, and said in surprise, "It's cold!"

Zhou Wenliang smiled: "It was iced yesterday, just for drinking at noon today, how good it is."

There are ice cubes in his space, which were all made last winter, so that they can be eaten cool in summer.

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "You're really rich, and you still buy ice cubes."

Ice cubes in summer need to be bought with money.

Generally, those who buy ice cubes are to put them in the refrigerator. At this time, the refrigerator is not electric, but an insulated box with ice cubes in it to keep fresh.

"It's not a lot of money, two cents is a big piece, it can be used for a long time."

"Hey, I won't live."

"Then you drink this cold beer, is it good?"

Yan Bugui nodded, as long as it's free and doesn't cost him money, it's all good.

Zhou Wenliang rolled his eyes, it didn't make sense to him.

On the way back, Zhou Wenliang returned with a full load. There were fish hanging from the handlebars of the car, and there were also fish in the tin bucket pinned to the back. Most of them were dead, and they would stink when they returned home.

Zhou Wenliang was afraid that he would not be able to let it go, and he would not be able to finish it, so he thought about giving it to someone else.But Zhou's mother said that he was a prodigal, and asked He Yushui to stew two fish and eat braised fish at night.

The rest are all made into salted fish!
Zhou Wenliang suddenly realized that the solution is so simple!

Qi Liang agreed to the promotion and salary increase, but it has been a week, but nothing happened.

Don't forget yourself!

It was not easy for Zhou Wenliang to remind him.

However, in the Cultural Games, Zhou Wenliang's painting did not come first this time.The first was an article praising the leaders from the cultural department, and the second was not myself, so I won the third place.

This is not bad, at least the top three, first and second, no one can compete, Zhou Wenliang is very content.

But none of the promised rewards have been fulfilled, which is a bit too much.

It's fine if you can't be the deputy director of the Cultural and Propaganda Department, but you can't be the chief of the logistics department, which is a bit too much.

Qi Liang agreed to himself.

Although he felt uncomfortable, he felt that Qi Liang had scolded him, but he was uncomfortable, and that was it. He had charged someone 600 yuan before, and he was ashamed to play tricks behind his back.

After He Yushui graduated, the family house began to be renovated.

Zhou Wenliang's house was renovated together with Zhou's mother's house, and now the whole family went to live with his brother-in-law Hong Zaimin for a few days.

Zhou Wenliang came back to see it every day. His house must be well-decorated. The roof and walls have all been done.

The bricklayer is a master in the neighborhood, and it is said that Xiu Shang works as a servant in the palace.

However, his house, no matter how it is decorated, it will be the same, no matter what the area is, no matter how it is decorated.

It is more than enough for two people to live.

And also made a big tin bucket, put it on the roof on the right side of the main house, the collision of the kitchen below, on the side of the kitchen, inverted the shelf built on the inside corner of the courtyard to make a bathroom.

This used to be the place where Zhou's family kept their sundries, but now it's tidied up and made into a bathroom for Jane to take a bath.

Although it is a bit crude, it is good news to be able to take a bath in summer.

When Zhou Wenliang went to work that day, he went to find Qi Liang.

"Xiao Liang, you are here, come sit down and taste this tea."

The greeting was very warm. After Zhou Wenliang sat down, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, Uncle Qi, who is about to be promoted."

Qi Liang immediately showed embarrassment, and waved his hands: "Okay, don't tease me, I remember what happened to you.

Now something is wrong. "

The manuscript written by Zhou Wenliang before was published, and Qi Liang was also praised by the higher-ups, and his position was about to move up.

Zhou Wenliang: "Uncle Qi, that's not what I meant. I sincerely congratulate you on your promotion."

Qi Liang pointed at Zhou Wenliang with a wry smile: "Hey, you, you, I know you have emotions in your heart, but something is wrong now."

Qi Liang thought that Zhou Wenliang was upset, "It's true, I won't do what I promised." He came over to ask him about the situation.

Qi Liang: "Let's put it this way, Wang Baohua from the logistics department has a backer, so I don't want to touch him now."

Before, Zhou Wenliang didn’t want the position of head of the literature and art department, but Qi Liang gave it to his confidant, and Zhou Wenliang wanted to go to the logistics department. He thought that the head of the logistics department at the time had no background, so he just held a meeting when he was transferred, and left. It's a matter of form, who knows when this kid took refuge in Li Huaide, and he can't move him now.

This is just stuck, the promised things can't be done, and the things that were guaranteed at the beginning are now reneging on their promises, making it difficult for Qi Liang to think about Zhou Wenliang.

The logistics department of the Cultural Propaganda Department is connected with the logistics department of the factory. When Li Huaide formed his own team, he pulled the other party, a powerless person, to work normally.

Zhou Wenliang waved his hand, with a serious expression on his face: "Uncle Qi, I really haven't thought about this. I'm here now to ask you for a favor."

Director Qi's eyes lit up, and he was afraid that if you didn't make a request, it would be easy to do if you made a request. He was deeply afraid that Zhou Wenliang would go to the big boss and say something.

"What's the matter, tell me, Uncle Qi will help if he can."

Zhou Wenliang: "Uncle Qi, my girlfriend has graduated now."

Qi Liang knew it in his heart: "Well, let her come to report tomorrow, how about the proofreader of News Weekly? Or editor, there are vacancies, and the work is not tiring. If it doesn't work, you can tell me one, and I will take a look at it. I need two little girls, no..."

Zhou Wenliang: "That's pretty good, just edit the factory magazine, that's pretty good."

Going to the radio station at this time, I am afraid that there will be few things. In the future, the radio station will be the most tiring, either criticizing this or which one. He will not go to the radio station with his wife.

From now on, the radio station will be under the direct control of the factory manager, and has nothing to do with their propaganda department. Of course, it has been fine for the past two years, and I don’t know about it after that.

……

Although he can solve He Yushui's work problem by himself, he is not as fast as Qi Liang. He can report on a one-sentence matter tomorrow, which is much faster than Zhou Wenliang looking for other relationships by himself.

"How is it?" He Yushui asked Zhou Wenliang.

Zhou Wenliang parked the car, patted the seat of the car, and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about my work. It's done, and I will report to the factory with me tomorrow."

He Yushui was happy at first, and then said worriedly: "I have been assigned a job after graduation, and now I go to the rolling mill, how can I tell others?"

"The land you allocated is too far away, and it will be difficult to go to work in the future."

He Yushui was assigned to the textile factory on the Chaoyang side, and it took half an hour to ride there. Why don't you find someone in this rolling mill?

Seeing this, Zhou Wenliang was still worried, "Okay, let me tell the school tomorrow that I have found a job, so I don't need to waste precious job quota on you."

He Yushui nodded: "Well, then I will talk about it tomorrow."

This matter is actually very simple. If Yushui doesn't go, there are many people rushing to go.

After the house was decorated and dried, the house began to be furnished. Zhou Wenliang bought this old furniture, all made of mahogany, coffee table, bed, dresser, table, and large wardrobe. to color.

The house has also changed a lot, with clean white walls, a hardened tunnel, a clock I bought, and a Shanghai Bee sewing machine.

When I came back from buying a sewing machine, the girls and daughters-in-law in the courtyard were very envious.

Zhou Wenliang did not pay for the sewing machine, it was He Daqing's previous money, and it was all He Yushui's dowry.

The washbasin, kettle, etc., have been set up by the two of them.

First go to get a marriage certificate, the letter of introduction has already been issued, and then go to Wangfujing Department Store to buy new clothes. After coming out of the mall, the two of them will take pictures first.

Wedding photos are not counted, but keep a souvenir.

One black and white, two colored.

I took two photos in black and white and three photos in color.

Zhou Wenliang looked good, and instantly wanted to buy a camera.

Cameras are not expensive either. A Seagull camera costs 58 yuan a piece, which is not as expensive as a radio.

Zhou Wenliang built one, which is much faster than painting. When he saw the beautiful scenery, he slapped a picture. How fast it was, it was a waste of handing in the paper.

Write a letter to He Daqing, the two will get married soon, if you don't come over, do you want the two to go to Baocheng to invite them?

He Daqing hurried back to the courtyard on the third day after receiving the letter.

Entering the alley, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar place, He Daqing was full of emotions, and came back here after more than ten years.

He Daqing looked around while walking, and was spotted by the patrolling little-footed old lady, who pointed at him and shouted:
"Hey, what old comrade, stop!"

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(End of this chapter)