Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 93 News about the New Year’s Day Show

Su Yuehua looked up, and sure enough, it was Su Qingfeng.

But his calmness did not last long. When he saw the lunch box full of mutton buns, Su Yuehua's eyes almost popped out again.

He was in a daze and followed Su Qingfeng out of the state-owned hotel. When he saw him taking out a few more packs of cigarettes and putting them into his pockets, Su Yuehua's eyelids couldn't help but tremble again.

No, brother, what are you planning to do?
He followed Su Qingfeng, walked openly on the road, and arrived at the entrance of the steel factory.

There was an old man at the door, wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket and holding a radio in his arms. Hearing the sound coming from inside, he hummed a tune, feeling indescribably comfortable.

Su Yuehua felt like he had lived in a dog's belly, and his life was worse than that of an old man.

Before he could complain for a long time, he saw his brother, who had a very upright idea, take out another bag of big Qianmen.

Su Yuehua's eyelids began to tremble again.

This prodigal bastard!
But before he could finish being shocked, he saw the old man walking towards the factory. Not long after, he came out with a pot of oil, a bag of Fuqiang powder, a plate of pork and a small bag of soybeans.

These four...are all good things.

Not to mention Fuqiang powder, meat and oil, just talking about soybeans, which were not very popular in later generations, is still a good tonic in this era.

You can only buy soybeans if you get a certificate from a doctor in the hospital.

When Su Yuehua saw these things, his eyelids suddenly stopped shaking, his anger became smoother, and he was full of energy and a little excited.

Su Qingfeng was heard talking to the old man, saying that this was the work-related injury subsidy given to Su Qingfeng by the factory. Director Zhao approved it and stuffed a whole month's salary in it.

This salary is deliberately higher, calculated according to the salary of a seventh-level chef.

The implication behind the words is that even if Su Qingfeng doesn't come to town recently, the people in the factory will send these rewards and money tickets to Sujia Village sooner or later.

The two chatted for a while. Seeing that the atmosphere in the factory was good, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but say:
"Uncle Sun, I think this factory is quite lively. Are you planning any activities?"

Uncle Sun curled his lips, "What's the excitement? It's clearly noisy. Some time ago, there were cleanings and inspections, which made everyone panic. The leaders of the factory thought that it would be fun to take advantage of New Year's Day. .”

Su Qingfeng became interested when he heard this.

"This New Year's Day performance has been held in previous years. Is it possible that you want to do something new this time?"

Uncle Sun looked at you with a look that said, "I've seen through your kid." He said cheerfully, "Come on, stop pretending to be here. Don't I know you? I just want to get some information."

Su Qingfeng was not embarrassed after being exposed, but handed over another cigarette, "Can you just tell me?"

Uncle Sun couldn't do anything to him. Anyway, it wasn't something that needed to be kept secret, so he just said it directly.

"Today's New Year's Day event may be a bit bigger. It is said that several factories in the town will join forces to hold a New Year's Day performance. Our steel factory has better conditions, so it is estimated that they will perform at our place then."

"I heard that this New Year's Day performance is quite grand. Not only did we invite the town's song and dance troupe, but we also asked each brigade and village under the commune to select suitable rural literary and art propaganda teams one by one, and they were ready to come. Let’s have more good programs and celebrate the festival with our fellow farmers.”

The song and dance troupe in the town is not unusual, but it is really rare that this rural art propaganda team also has the opportunity to perform in the art troupe in the town.

An idea flashed in Su Qingfeng's mind.

Sujiacun's literary and art propaganda team, I wonder...can they accept Su Zhaodi?

Thinking of her clear and unique voice that night, Su Qingfeng felt that... this could be done!

With something on his mind, Su Qingfeng was unwilling to stay any longer.

Before leaving, he looked back at the steel plant and suddenly looked forward to the New Year's Day performance.

There is no way, this era is still simple, but for a visitor from later generations, spiritual entertainment activities are still a little too scarce.

Seeing that Su Qingfeng finally left and had no intention of spreading smoke anymore, Su Yuehua finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What the hell is the difference between this and loose money?Fortunately, he got back so many subsidies. Even though it was not Su Yuehua's, he was still happy.

Even if Su Qingfeng was sitting in the back, he had the illusion that he could see his cousin's smile that almost reached behind his ears.

He was a little speechless and couldn't help but remind him, "Brother, please collect the tooth flowers. Are you telling others that we got a lot of good things today?"

When he thought of the shameless old women and second-rate men in the village, Su Yuehua's expression tightened, and his mouth suddenly tightened, unable to show the slightest smile.

When his eyes were staring straight ahead, his gaze was firm, as if he was facing some life-or-death enemy.

Su Qingfeng: It doesn’t have to be like this...

Perhaps because he was afraid of exposing his wealth and being stared at, when Su Yuehua returned the bicycle, he specifically asked Su Qingfeng to go away first, turn around, take a small road, and walk home quickly.

Su Qingfeng also agreed with this point.

On weekdays, others know that he has a job in the town, and his family is well fed, which is within the acceptable range.

But if, like today, you spend a few tens of dollars in one go and buy so many luxury pastries, others may not say it, but they will definitely whisper in private, thinking that the old Su family has a strong foundation.

Thinking about the worst, there are also a few second-rate people with bad character in the Su family village. If the Su family is targeted because of today's incident, wouldn't it be an unreasonable disaster.

Thinking about it, Su Qingfeng quietly slipped into the courtyard of Lao Su's house.

The yard seemed a little quiet.

The three sisters, Zhaodi, were in school at this time.

The old man is probably looking for work, he has a restless temper.

The second uncle didn’t know where she had gone.

After careful calculation, the only people staying at home are his mother, grandma, aunt and sister-in-law.

Looking at it this way, there is not a single male in the family.

Su Qingfeng couldn't help but feel happy for the choice she just made.

If he reveals too much wealth and attracts people with ulterior motives, and the family is full of women, wouldn't it be troublesome?

He thought for a while and prepared to take off the backpack.

The old lady and Bai Jing took a look and hurriedly came over to help unload the things.

The aunt and sister-in-law in the kitchen heard the commotion and hurried over.

They were all shocked when they saw the baskets full of things.

Why did you buy so many things?

Su Qingfeng took out glutinous rice sticks, peach cakes and chicken cakes first. These three items were the easiest to crush.

And judging from the cold pots and stoves in the kitchen, they probably haven't eaten anything yet, so it would be a good idea to fill their bellies with these things.

Then there were the cotton cloths bought by the cousin, some of which were blue and black. Su Qingfeng counted the number, fearing that when he bought them, Su Qingfeng was also included.

Although Su Yuehua is sometimes very stingy, he always has his own persistence.

That means not wanting to be cheap.

Every time Su Qingfeng bought something and had a share of the big house, he would definitely think about making up for it.

Just like this time, it is no exception.

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(End of this chapter)