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Chapter 223 Chapter 222 Sharing Food

June 1959, 6 AD, the fifth day of the fifth month of the Year Yihai, the Dragon Boat Festival.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Zhang Guifang got up early and cooked all the rice dumplings she had made last night in one pot.

By the time the children got up and washed themselves, the rice dumplings had been placed on different plates according to the fillings.

"Mom, do you want this for breakfast?" Tang Zhitong was a little surprised. In his impression, his family had never been so arrogant. It may be limited to economic level, or it may be due to the differences in customs between the north and the south. In the north, eating rice dumplings during the Dragon Boat Festival is just for fun, and there is no tradition of eating them as a formal meal.

"Yes, try every flavor. I'm almost full. There's not enough for another flavor that I like." Zhang Guifang replied clearly that life this year has been particularly smooth, especially after her son married a daughter-in-law, his life became more and more affluent, and he I have never worried about money. Although I have "spared" the food and cooking oil rations a while ago, Tang Zhitong "advances" some hard goods from outside from time to time. Coupled with the output of the yard, his small life is even better than before. Everything is better.

Fengzhi ate the smallest amount of food. She only ate sweet red bean paste and candied dates, but she ate half of the bacon rice dumplings herself. Glutinous rice was not easy to digest, so Zhang Guifang did not dare to let her eat more. She ate the rest of the food.

Fengzhen hesitated for a moment and took a candied date first. She opened it and took a bite of the date, and her eyes narrowed. It turned out to be this taste. Apart from the candied dates, the taste of glutinous rice was no different from what she remembered when she was a child.

"Here, try this again." The red bean paste was filled with a lot of sugar and fillings. Tang Zhitong took out a piece of red bean paste for Fengzhen, handed it to her, and motioned to his sister to give the rest to him.

Fengzhen hesitated, but did not pick it up or hand it to her brother.

"Obey, take it." Tang Zhitong stood up, rubbed his sister's head with the back of his hand, stuffed the cooked rice dumplings into her, and then took the jujube rice dumplings with only glutinous rice left in her hand and ate them himself.

"Thank you, brother." Fengzhen looked at Tang Zhitong and said seriously.

"Don't keep thinking about the past, the good times are still to come." Tang Zhitong rubbed his sister's head with the back of his hand again. The front of his hand was covered with amylopectin glue from the rice dumplings, which was very sticky.

"Yeah!" Fengzhen ate the red bean paste rice dumplings made by her brother. The rice dumplings were sweet and her heart was sweet, but her eyes were a little sour.

Zhang Guifang watched the interaction between her children and smiled without saying a word. Wang Jingwen didn't know the childhood past of Tang Zhitong and Tang Fengzhen, so he just regarded her as a brother who loved his sister, but he just smiled and said nothing.

After Fengzhen finished eating the red bean paste, Tang Zhitong took another piece of bacon and handed it over, replacing it with rice dumplings with red bean paste and glutinous rice. This time Fengzhen did not hesitate. Although there were tears in her eyes, she cooperated with a sweet smile.

Xiao Wang had obviously eaten it before, and was not craving for candied date rice dumplings. She ate a bacon rice dumpling first, and after one bite, her eyes narrowed. After eating half of it, she handed it to Tang Zhitong, and then she ate another red bean rice dumpling by herself. The rice dumplings with sand filling were not given to Tang Zhitong this time, because there were many rice dumplings with this filling and there was no shortage.

Tang Zhitong was fed by his classmate Xiao Wang and ate the leftovers from Fengzhen. He was full without making any new rice dumplings.

After breakfast, those who should go to school go to school, and those who should go to work go to work.

Before Wang Jingwen went out, Zhang Guifang handed her a net bag filled with rice dumplings of various flavors: "Jingwen, take these to your mother and the others on your way to work to have a taste, and help me bring some to home."

Wang Jingwen glanced at Tang Zhitong, and after he nodded, he took it: "Thank you, Mom, I will definitely bring it."

"Okay, slow down on the road." Zhang Guifang asked kindly.

"Mom, please save a few more. I will bring some candied dates and red bean paste to Section Chief Fang." After Wang Jingwen went out, Tang Zhitong said. This was what he had discussed with Zhang Guifang after returning from Anton. , he had a large family and had to pay back the rations of dry food he ate on the way back.

"Without bacon?" Zhang Guifang naturally had no objection. It was the right thing to eat someone else's food and then give it back, not to mention that the other person was his son's direct boss.

"I won't bring it with me anymore, and there won't be much left. Let's keep it for ourselves. I won't be back at noon. I'm going to work." Wealth is not revealed, and so is the meat. Tang Zhitong can carry it clearly.

Although Fangyuan asked Tang Zhitong to go after the Dragon Boat Festival, this is a positive era, and the necessary personal image must be maintained. Besides, Tang Zhitong has nothing to do and is not tired.

Tang Zhitong did not block Fangyuan this time, but walked over slowly. When he arrived at Fangyuan's house, Fangyuan had already left for work. There are four each of candied date stuffing and bean paste stuffing, which is slightly more than the amount of two meals that Tang Zhitong could eat on his way back to Sijiucheng.

Fangyuan's lover's belly has swelled slightly. It will be difficult to have a child at this time in the next two years...

After delivering the rice dumplings, Tang Zhitong didn't wait too long and rushed directly to the escort department. Since he was at work, he tried not to be late.

After not coming for half a month, the escort department has changed a lot, the pumpkins are more abundant, and the newly shipped wood has been carried out and scattered in the corners.

Nowadays, the rations of grain, cooking oil, and meat have been reduced, and there are also varying degrees of shortages in the supply of other things. Therefore, the staff of the escort department have a more important understanding of pumpkins.

Fangyuan had already said that when the pumpkin harvest was good, everyone would share it together, so everyone tried not to damage the pumpkin seedlings while working. Occasionally, when they saw pumpkin seedlings climbing up the road, they would carefully pull them back to the roadside.

"Brother Yuan, I'm here to report." Tang Zhitong went to find Fangyuan first when he arrived at the unit. He always called Fangyuan "Brother" instead of "Ke".

The rule of "calling one's job at work" is not suitable for Yuan Yuan. He is a person who gets along well with everyone and doesn't care much about his job. Calling him "brother" is more cordial.

"Didn't you say tomorrow? Why are you here today?" Fang Yuan was a little surprised. He pulled out the salary form from the drawer, placed it on the table, and motioned for Tang Zhitong to re-sign.

"It's time to rest. I'm not too worried here. Come and take a look." Tang Zhitong signed his name quickly and took a look at it. It was consistent with the version he published before going to Anton. It seems that Fangyuan was not checking attendance. Check in everyone.

"Hey, are you worried about Pumpkin?" Fangyuan took back the salary slip and handed Tang Zhitong a cigarette.

"Brother Yuan is here, so I have nothing to worry about." Tang Zhitong shook his head and denied that the pumpkins in the escort department were already considered public property. With the catch as a base, Tang Zhitong also had this in mind, so he replied confidently.

"It hasn't rained much this year. I heard that the wheat harvest around Sijiu City was not ideal a while ago. Everyone will thank you later." Fangyuan took a puff from his cigarette and puffed out smoke, but he stopped talking.

"Look what you said, that's everyone's credit, and I didn't do it alone. I don't dare to take the credit." Tang Zhitong waved his hands repeatedly, not taking credit.

"Hey! Let's read the conference report in the room. I'll go out for a walk." Fang Yuan nodded to Tang Zhitong with a smile on his face. There are two different things between a leader claiming credit for his subordinates and an individual taking the initiative to claim credit. He was obviously very satisfied with Tang Zhitong's attitude.

"Okay!" Tang Zhitong was happy to do this for one day's wages while reading the newspaper and drinking water.

The newspapers were second-rate dailies, a thick pile, some of which were from today, and most of which were accumulated expired newspapers.

The reason why this newspaper sells so much is because it is required by the authorities that government agencies must subscribe to it.

This is not to support second-rate daily newspapers, but for publicity purposes, so that some voices can be conveyed to the grassroots. After all, radio is not popular now, and the cheapest way of publicity is newspapers.

Tang Zhitong started reading today. The first few pages were mostly about national events, international news, and some good news about industry. At the bottom of page 7, Tang Zhitong saw an advertisement for polyvinyl chloride. This is a good thing. It seems that it comes from The water pipes in your home can be replaced with simple solar power!

Reports of a "big harvest" were flying around this time last year, but this year...

Tang Zhitong flipped through a few more issues until Children's Day, when he saw the report on the third page that "seize the opportunity and exploit every opportunity" to focus on summer sideline production, and "the livestock and poultry are prosperous and there are abundant fruits and vegetables."

Tang Zhitong closed the newspaper. Many things were foreshadowed. Even a person like Fangyuan, who didn't know much about literacy, could feel it...

As a humble citizen, what can Tang Zhitong do? Go to the field and look at the pumpkins you planted. You can see and touch them.
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