Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 50 050 Slow Fire
After Hao Ren and Tang Zhitong finished talking about work, he put away his notebook and pen, stood up and said, "Okay, it's time for me to leave. I won't disturb you for the second delivery."

"Then I'll see you off." Tang Zhitong stood up and opened the door.

Walking out the door, Hao Ren suddenly stopped and advised: "Xiao Tang, you graduated from junior high school. Our post and telecommunications school has opened many improvement classes. You can sign up for one and try to get a technical secondary school certificate as soon as possible."

"I haven't become a regular employee yet. Can't I apply until I become a regular employee?" Tang Zhitong said hesitantly.

"You've performed very well at work and will become a regular employee soon. Don't worry." Hao Ren gently patted Tang Zhitong's shoulder and walked to his bicycle.

"After I become a full-time employee, I will report immediately." Tang Zhitong immediately understood that this was a good thing!

When Tang Zhitong saw Hao Ren out of the branch door, he was ready to wave goodbye. Hao Ren stopped, took out the prepared one yuan from his pocket, and stuffed it into Tang Zhitong's pocket: "I almost forgot about this matter, both in public and private matters." , there is no reason for you to treat me."

"Oh, you're too polite. I can still afford a bowl of mutton soup." Tang Zhitong quickly took the money out of his pocket and wanted to return it.

"Just take it if I tell you to. I don't want Jingwen to poke my spine and say I'm bullying a junior." The smile disappeared from Hao Ren's face, but he pushed Tang Zhitong's hand away without any explanation.

"Okay, then I won't be polite to you." Tang Zhitong took the money back and didn't mention the extra money. He waited until the end of the year. He gave me a rabbit during the Spring Festival and went back...

Tang Zhitong saw off Hao Ren and returned to the courtyard. He saw Zheng Suo standing at the back door of the business hall. Tang Zhitong came over after waiting.

"How's it going? I'm not embarrassing you, right?" Zheng Suo asked.

"No, no. Thank you for your concern. I found out after submitting it that Hao Chu is the elder of a friend of mine." Tang Zhitong thanked Zheng Suo from the bottom of his heart for being able to remind himself in front of his superiors when the situation was unclear. This deserves to be remembered with gratitude.

"Then I'm relieved. Okay, let's pack it up and deliver it." Zheng Suo felt relieved after hearing this and strolled into the office.

After the second round of delivery, Tang Zhitong returned to the business hall.

Now he has developed a good habit of sending all the false or incorrect letters that were not successfully delivered that day to the business hall in time, and they will be taken away by the mail pick-up truck in the afternoon instead of taking them home like Zhang Yuan did. Let’s talk about it in two days…

Back in the business hall, Qian Zhongping's eyes lit up when she saw Tang Zhitong, and she gossiped: "Xiao Tang, a girl called you. I heard you weren't here, so I told her to call her back when you come back. She's here." Wait over there. I asked her who she was, and she said you must know, is it the one that day?"

"Sister Qian, you are so enthusiastic. I don't even dare to go there." Tang Zhitong was not afraid, but he still didn't want to admit it. After all, the relationship was not confirmed.

"Hey, you are still shy?" Qian Zhongping smiled and opened the phone box with the key, "Hey, I won't be an eyesore here. You can make a call. Remember the time and I will pay you later." ."

"Thank you. I'll bring you sweet potatoes tomorrow. The kind that don't have any rot in them. They will be more fragrant when roasted. You can take them home and give them to the children to try." Tang Zhitong accepted Qian Zhongping's favor and took the initiative to say good.

"That's about right." Qian Zhongping didn't refuse. Although rationing is implemented now, sweet potatoes are not a staple food and are used as snacks in most families. You can still buy them if you want, and the price is not expensive.

After Qian Zhongping walked out of the business hall, Tang Zhitong made the call.

"Hey, is this Brother Yuzi?" There was a call from the other side and he was picked up, and Wang Jingwen's somewhat distorted voice came out.

"It's me. Are you in a hurry? I just came back from the delivery."

"I didn't wait long. I want to ask, did Uncle Hao make things difficult for you?" Wang Jingwen asked eagerly.

"That's really not the case. We just talked about work." Tang Zhitong said truthfully.

"Oh, didn't we talk about anything else?" Wang Jingwen's tone was a little low after listening.

"Uncle Hao asked me to sign up for a class before leaving and get a technical secondary school certificate." Tang Zhitong added.

"Then I understand." After hearing this, Wang Jingwen became happy again, "Brother Guzi, the road is slippery in the snow. Be sure to pay attention to safety when you go home." Tang Zhitong hung up the phone and was still a little puzzled. Miss Wang's voice just now was mixed with a hint of shyness. , is it related to my own research?

Tang Zhitong paid the phone bill and went home. Until he got home, he still didn't understand the connection between Miss Wang's mood and his enrollment in a part-time technical secondary school.

If you don’t understand, just don’t think about it.

After Tang Zhitong entered the door, he parked his bicycle and took out a few pieces of sweet potato from the space, planning to bake them tonight and give them to his two sisters tomorrow.

If you bake it at home, you have to be particular about choosing white potatoes.

It won't work if it's too fat, or it won't work if it's too thin. It should be in the long and medium-sized shape, and it will be a little burnt when baked, which is the most fragrant.

When roasting sweet potatoes, in addition to choosing the shape of the potato, you also need to consider the heat.

Before going to bed, turn off the still burning stove, then fill it with a layer of burned charcoal or used briquettes, then put the sweet potatoes in, cover it with a lid on top, and block the air inlet below.

Simmer over slow fire overnight, and the next morning, the still-warm sweet potatoes can be eaten directly for breakfast...

Unlike Tang Zhitong's confusion and Wang Jingwen's excitement, Ye Zhijuan was a little depressed.

Xiao Hao called her in the afternoon to report on his contact with Tang Zhitong. He first apologized for not doing what Ye Zhijuan told her well.

Then he talked about his subjective views on Tang Zhitong.

The young man is quite tall and does a good job. The key is that he has his own ideas at work, and he is very eye-catching. Especially in this aspect, he is better than most of his peers.

The only disadvantage is that the family burden is larger and it cannot help Tang Zhitong's future future.

Finally, I suggested that Sister Ye think about it carefully. If she still wants to break up in the end, she can go there again.

Ye Zhijuan was tossing and turning that night, and he understood that what Xiao Hao said was the truth.

The relationship between the two families is very close. The reason why Xiao Hao made the decision without authorization was mostly for Wenwen's benefit...

I also like Wenwen, but between the two kinds of things, which one does Wenwen like?It’s obvious…

The next day, Ye Zhijuan went to work with dark circles under her eyes.

Sitting at the desk, I finally made the decision, forget it, just follow the child's heart. If you continue to act like a monster, your book friends will start to curse...

Tang Zhitong was kept in the dark about all this, and Wang Jingwen had a guess: Uncle Hao was on his side, otherwise he would not have suggested that Brother Eucalyptus get the diploma...

Because of the snow, Tang Zhitong arrived at the branch a little later than usual the next day carrying the mail.

Qian Zhongping was already at work at this time. Tang Zhitong first fulfilled yesterday's promise, then sorted out the letters and went to deliver them cheerfully. Little did he know that a conspiracy would soon catch up with him...

　Sleeping for six hours was too painful.

　　I don’t have enough time, so I won’t reply to everyone’s messages one by one in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)