No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

Chapter 736: Unfashionable person

Early in the morning, Qin Jingru set the dining table at the door of the front yard, with several plate-sized vegetable pancakes, spinach cut into fine pieces, boiled, squeezed with water, and seasoned. There is no oil in the Sanhe batter, and it is spread out in a clay pot to form pancake dough. There is no oil at all, and it is dry and refreshing. When eating, use the dough to wrap vegetables. Apart from being a little troublesome, this meal really doesn't cost much. The main reason is that it does not waste food. Nowadays, everyone grows vegetables and there are many vegetables at home. This really saves money.

Jingru deliberately put the small stove in the courtyard to cook porridge. The porridge was made from the steamed buns from the previous day, mixed with water and goat's milk. Early in the morning, I sent a normal drinking water jar of goat's milk to the street, and then sent a bowl to the old lady's house to save what Sophora japonica wanted to eat. They had to tell the outside world that there wasn't much left over, so the porridge was made from goat's milk with water, and everyone saw that there wasn't much left.

Jingru also wanted to talk about why there are leftover steamed buns. Firstly, he was afraid that the children would not have enough to eat. Secondly, it was also to save coal. One pot of steamed buns might have more or less steamed buns, but the same fire was used. Secondly, it was to save trouble in the morning. When you cook porridge with cooked steamed buns, the water will really boil. Add the steamed buns broken into small pieces and it will become a paste, which will remove the heat. Everyone can eat. It was so busy early in the morning and there wasn't enough stove. Why does it bother people's eyes?
Qin Jingru is better than Ou Mengmeng in this aspect. Ou Mengmeng is actually a bit incompatible with this courtyard. She is farther away from the courtyard now. In fact, it is for this reason. She has never lived in such a group life, and the environment she has lived in since she was a child , no education she received could allow her to stand in the middle of the courtyard and curse like Aunt Qin and Qin Jingru.

Of course, she couldn't stop her. She sat down quietly and made cakes for the children so that Lou Xiaomo could eat them quickly. I quickly drank the steamed cornstarch paste, holding a burrito in my hand, and hurriedly pulled the stick and went to work. After Qin Jingru finished cursing, he put away his things, locked the courtyard door, and went in.

Yes, Manager Yan didn't build a door under the grapevine before. Then Ou Mengmeng came and said that there was a lot of trouble in front of the widow's door, so she built a door and locked it without any problem. Those looking for her can only knock on the door in the courtyard, in front of the broad masses of the people. As for the back door, it faces the street corner. Even at night, there is a traffic police box. Otherwise, Manager Yan would not want to open a restaurant here. The location is really good.

No one dares to come out of this courtyard. The backyard is under the management of Liu Haizhong. Liu Haizhong went back yesterday and told his second aunt about the evening classes. He deeply felt that the factory leaders were far-sighted. The whole night was filled with excitement. The second aunt hurriedly talked about what happened in the courtyard that night, and Liu Haizhong asked the second aunt to inform them. Now, Qin Jingru started scolding, and Liu Haizhong would not care. Now not only was his son in the hands of "Qin Huairu", he He also had to ask "Qin Huairu" to help him make progress, so how could he offend them.

Yi Zhonghai also heard about it, but he couldn't control it, because he was the master, but the master's backyard was Liu Haizhong's territory. He could persuade but not control. I took a vegetable pancake and got ready to go to work. He looked back at the backyard, his brows furrowed, and when he saw his bangs coming out, he went out and said, "Old Liu."

"Old Yi!" Liu Haizhong also took a steamed bun in his hand. There was some vegetable paste in the factory, and those of them, whose families were still living well, took some dry food to go with it.

"What are you talking about, sister Gang Xiaoqin? We live in the same hospital, and people just say casually, like this all morning, doesn't it affect unity?" Yi Zhonghai looked at the tone of his bangs.

"I don't like to hear what you are saying. Xiao Qin is so exhausted every day that she has no strength to speak. I heard that now she takes over every class, just to take over one class. She pays two cents for taking over. Fees. I come back so late every day to get a 10-yuan subsidy for the staff night school. I earn money to support my son without stealing or robbing. What I eat is not rice or white flour. I just steam a few steamed buns to be lazy. Let’s see. Those people in the courtyard are anxious. If you don’t criticize them, what do you think about Sister Xiao Qin? Banggeng gave the old lady vegetables. You have to be conscientious."

Yi Zhonghai was really angry to death. The most unscrupulous person in this courtyard was Liu Haizhong, right? Now talk to yourself about your conscience. Speaking of the deaf old lady, Yi Zhonghai became even more angry, but he couldn't say anything and he choked on his breath.

Just in time, we were almost at the factory gate, and several "classmates" from the night school met. Liu Haizhong remembered what Ou Mengmeng said the day before, and hurriedly took the initiative to say hello to them. We walked away chatting and laughing with them. Of course, Liu Haizhong was not lovable before. Another reason was that he had a low level of education and had a very high self-esteem. He speaks with a bit of an official tone, looking down on those masters like him. Everyone is annoyed with him.

But he is really not stupid. Yesterday, after being nudged by Ou Mengmeng, he actually understood what his problem was. At this moment, he was busy closing the distance between them. If you want to be an official, you must have an overall view and someone to support you, and these "classmates" in front of you are also the contacts between the workshops.

And people are not stupid. Even if they can’t figure it out in one night, they have the ability to participate. It's not as purposeful as bangs, but in order to make work easier in the future, I don't want to get into trouble. So after a while, the two people became like best friends.

Yi Zhonghai who was behind him was stunned for a moment, not knowing how this happened. When did the bangs become like this?
At the same time, the little technician rushed into the factory director's office.

Factory Director Yang's head was a little big. After listening to it for a long time, he finally understood that at this moment, Factory Director Yang felt that he should ask the old leader and transfer him himself! What does he think is wrong with today’s young people? He was obviously a college student and educated person trained by the new society, but he still had a good education and was asked to teach a night school technical class for employees. As a result, in the first half of the month, he just cried during the first class; in the second half of the month, he didn't Come cry. But he also heard that he was not as good as a primary school teacher teaching cultural classes. The whole thing was perfunctory. Now he's fine. His technical classes are all taught by teachers who teach cultural classes. He doesn't think he has a problem. Instead, he wants to push the work to others. Is this kid okay?

"Director, would you like to transfer that teacher Xiao Qin to the technical secondary school? He teaches really well. He really convinced the masters by taking a look and holding the book. And I can see that Mr. The masters really understood. "The little technician had no idea what his problem was. He really felt that he should go back to drawing drawings, doing research, and teaching, and let professionals do it.

Director Yang wanted to beat someone up and asked him to transfer a primary school teacher to the ministry's technical secondary school. Although he could really do it, although the technical secondary school was owned by the ministry, the location of the technical secondary school was the earliest office of the steel rolling mill. A small building. A two-story building was built nearby to serve as a classroom. The reason was that you could enter the factory at any time for on-the-spot teaching. Then the place is a steel rolling mill. The canteen is part of the steel rolling mill. It uses water and electricity and also needs the support of the steel rolling mill. Therefore, the leaders of the steel rolling mill still have some influence on technical secondary schools. But why should he transfer a primary school teacher to a technical secondary school? Didn't you see that they run night schools themselves and don't let technical secondary schools do it?
It seems inconsistent, but in fact everyone has his own underlying logic. Including the little technician, do you really think he is stupid? He looks down on these technical workers at all. In his opinion, these people are illiterate, but he dare not say that he only wants to work on his own technology and does not want to waste time on these on people. The so-called innocence is nothing more than protective color.