Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 133 Chapter 132 Foreshadowing
Although Fengzhi didn't understand what a white lie was, it didn't stop her from appreciating her mother's "slap" and her sister-in-law's generosity, so the matter was decided.

Tang Zhitong has plans for the present and the future. With his and Wang Jingwen's income, plus the success of the yard, it is reasonable to say that they are living a better life than the neighbors, but things cannot be too extraordinary.Maybe next year or the year after that, it will be enough for the family to maintain an eighty-point full diet. If we really eat in vain and get fat, we will not be able to survive...

When the dumplings are out of the pot, sacrifice them first and then eat them.

Tang Zhitong gave Xiao Wang a stuffed fennel sprout and said, "Why don't you just wrap it up and try it?"

"Yeah." Wang Jingwen didn't doubt that he was there, and took it with a bowl with a smile, then picked it up and took a bite.

After taking this bite, classmate Xiao Wang frowned. He swallowed it without spitting it out, and gave the remaining half to Tang Zhitong for him to eat.

"Hehe, doesn't it taste good?" Tang Zhitong didn't mind it and caught it with his mouth, winking at Wang Jingwen while chewing.

"Hmph!" Wang Jingwen rolled her eyes at Tang Zhitong, but when she saw that her mother-in-law and sister-in-law were enjoying eating dumplings stuffed with fennel sprouts, and they didn't seem to be pretending, she was a little doubtful. Is it really so delicious?

"It was like this the first time I ate it. It will be fine the next time I eat it." Zhang Guifang seemed to see her daughter-in-law's doubts and explained.

"Well, thank you, Mom. I'll try it next time." Ever since Wang Jingwen got married, Jiang Ye in the office had become much more explicit when chatting with her.Wang Jingwen's mother-in-law's words made Wang Jingwen think twice, but she didn't show it on her face.

Before settling down in the evening, Tang Zhitong told Wang Jingwen about the magic of fennel seedlings.

Fennel seedlings are amazing, not because they have any immediate special effects, but because of their special taste.Almost no one likes it at the first bite, but this is like doing something. It’s uncomfortable for the first time, but as soon as you take the first bite, you will naturally become addicted.

Well, that's what smoking is, don't get it wrong.

Wang Jingwen believed what Tang Zhitong said, but at this time she would rather not have it again. That special smell shot straight from her taste buds to Tianling Gai. She didn't want to do it again.

Early the next morning, Tang Zhitong told Zhang Guifang and "bumped" six more rabbits. The reason was the same as yesterday. Several leaders wanted to come to thank them. Not only today, they would also "bang" in the future.

"Mom, don't sell this rabbit skin after it's dried. Let's keep it." Tang Zhitong looked at the rabbit skins hanging on the wall. There were quite a few in the room. He was worried that Zhang Guifang would take up space, so he gave a special instruction before going out.

"Why keep this thing? It's not for eating or drinking." Sure enough, Zhang Guifang already had the intention of selling it.

"Save it to make coats, hats, gloves, etc. There are less cloth tickets, and we can't issue much cotton tickets. We have to consider spending the winter in the next few years." This time is different from last year. Last year, Tang Zhitong wanted Zhang Guifang to buy more food and spent more money. After some talking, this time it’s just one sentence.

"Okay, then keep it." Zhang Guifang nodded and agreed. After the passing of the year, the family was much better off, and they didn't expect to trade this bit of rabbit skin for rice.

There is a training session from the Municipal Bureau today, scheduled for the afternoon.

In the morning, Tang Zhitong planned to run around.

Tang Zhitong prepared soft articles in various identities, including workers, farmers, doctors, nurses, teachers, students, ordinary residents, etc.

An idea struck yesterday. When Wang Jingwen went to work, she had already brought half of the submission letters to Beitu. For the rest, Tang Zhitong planned to entrust Wu Haiyang and his wife, Masange, Gu Yong and others to submit articles under pseudonyms, with different identities. letters are delivered from different addresses.If someone really turns his back and investigates in private, and if Wu Haiyang is found, he will be kicked to the iron plate and wait for the farm to be renovated.

What's even more critical is that the Sijiucheng Daily will only start publishing Tang Zhitong's popular science soft articles from tomorrow, and by the way, it also asks for articles "Tell me about the convenience brought by postal codes."In other words, other contributors' manuscripts would have to arrive at Maxian Hutong the day after tomorrow at the earliest, but Tang Zhitong's manuscripts, if submitted today, would arrive tomorrow. This was why he hinted to Editor Gong at that time, and anyone with a discerning eye would understand it at a glance.

After riding his bicycle all morning, Tang Zhitong squatted next to the monument at noon, chewing pickles and steamed buns, and watching the people going south and north.

The train station on the east side has not yet been completed, and Qianmen Station is still in use.

Tang Zhitong could see all kinds of people coming from the train station.

There are people with four pockets on business, people with large and small bags to visit relatives, and people in ragged clothes... Occasionally, there are people chasing each other, probably plainclothes checking letters of introduction.

Seeing Tang Zhitong squatting there to eat, many people cast eager glances, and some even came forward to beg for food...

"Oh." Tang Zhitong sighed, broke off a piece of the steamed bun and handed it over. He stood up and stuffed the rest into his mouth, turned around and left. He couldn't control it!

In the afternoon, the deliverymen from each branch entered the conference room one after another after completing the second round of delivery. Tang Zhitong was already ready, holding the lesson plan he had carefully prepared, preparing to be a teacher.

"Hey, buddy. Are you here to study too?" Xingang from Dongsi came in and found Tang Zhitong standing outside. He greeted him warmly, took out a cigarette and handed one to Tang Zhitong.

"Well, let's learn together and make progress together." Tang Zhitong responded to Xingang as he lit up his cigarette.This time there were many old faces, classmates from amateur technical secondary schools.

"By the way, why didn't you choose to continue your studies? With your study enthusiasm and grades, it would be a pity to get a part-time technical secondary school." Xingang said with regret, not hearing the implication of Tang Zhitong's words.

"Get a technical secondary school certificate and use it first. If you have the opportunity, you can further your studies. How are you doing there? Have you mentioned it?" Tang Zhitong and Xingang chatted indifferently.

"How can it be so fast? Have you finished it?" Xingang asked, holding the cigarette between his thumb and middle finger, flicking the ashes skillfully with his index finger.

"I haven't even written my horoscope yet, it's early." Tang Zhitong shook his head, and what he said was all true. He would probably take up the job in about four years.

"Don't worry, it will happen sooner or later." Xingang comforted him.

"Well, that's good. Anyway, I'm quite content, hahaha." Tang Zhitong raised his arm and looked at his watch. It was already the start time on the training notice, "The training is about to start, let's go in."

"Okay, let's sit down together again?" Xingang threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stubbed it out, and asked.

"Next time, there is no chance today." Tang Zhitong looked at the corridor and saw that there was no trash can. He threw the cigarette butts on the ground and stubbed them out. He made a "please" gesture to Xingang and asked him to go into the conference room.

After Xingang entered, Tang Zhitong straightened his clothes a little, entered the conference room, and went straight to the podium...

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