The booming era begins with private customization

Chapter 303, thank you all for reading! Ten thousand words have been updated for two and a half months! This book is one million words long!

After leaving from Bai Ling's side.

Li Mao and Du Weiguo were walking on the streets of the alley, and the biting wind was blowing towards them.

He tightened his clothes and came to Qianmen Street in tacit agreement.

"Brother-in-law, what do you think about this?"

Du Weiguo was not a stupid son of a landlord, so he could guess a lot even with a few clues.

Behind Lin Xiaoying's shop, Li Mao and Du Weiguo were sitting across from each other.

Two porcelain cups with white steam swirling around their rims were placed on the round coffee table between the two of them.

Judging from the texture of this porcelain cup, you can tell that Du Weiguo got it from home.

"how to think?"

Li Mao tilted his head, pretending to be confused.

To get the words out of his mouth, Du Weiguo's methods were a little more mature.

"Yes, that's what I think about it.

Although Sister Bai Ling said she was going to the south, I always feel that this matter is not that simple. "

He pushed up the rimless glasses he got from somewhere.

Du Weiguo said so solemnly.

"Or are you, Sister Bai Ling, and my sister all aware of this matter, and I am the only one who is kept in the dark?"

After moving the porcelain cup at hand, Du Weiguo felt a sudden thump in his heart.

"No, absolutely not.

You, my younger brother, don’t even know the inside story. How can I, an outsider, know more than you?

Let me tell you, if we don't know anything about it, your old man will definitely know it.

The levels are there. Even if you need to hire people, you can't help but say hello to your old man, right?

This is inappropriate. "

Li Mao waved his hand, with an indescribable casualness on his face.

Even when he was talking, he was inadvertently changing the concepts.

Everyone in the circle knew about this kind of thing, but it was indeed a bit inhumane to hide it from Du Weiguo alone.

But work is work after all. Since Du Yuanyuan, Bai Ling, and the old man Du Weiguo did not choose to tell Du Weiguo, they must have their own considerations.

Maybe Du Weiguo was just pretending to be confused, thinking that Li Mao was the only one who didn't know.

Du Yuanyuan had gone out urgently before, but Du Weiguo had never been as anxious as this time.

Not to mention, if you think about it in this direction, Du Weiguo's loopholes are really quite big.

He took a sip of tea and looked at the rising and falling tea leaves in the cup:

"Huh? This tea is interesting! How can your pharmacy purchase such good tea?

Could it be that your kid is pretending to be a public servant for personal gain? "

He stared at Du Weiguo curiously and suspiciously. According to this guy's temperament, this might be possible!

"Bah, you are just pretending to be a public person for personal gain! They are both high school graduates and have good careers. Who do you look down on?

This was the previous relationship in Lin Xiaoying’s family.

This is a pharmacy! What I purchased was some big leaf tea from the south.

After getting it, Lin Xiaoying mixed it with other things and stir-fried it again.

How about it? It tastes good! "

Du Weiguo pouted on the ground and expressed serious protest against Li Mao's behavior of doubting his character.

In the second half of the sentence, his tone of voice suddenly became serious again.

"It tastes really good. Don't forget to pack some for me when I leave later.

When I drink it, it tastes pretty good. "

As far as the relationship between the two is concerned, there is nothing about money or not.

"Okay, I'll put two kilograms in it for you later. I'll come back and get it after I've finished drinking."

Du Weiguo didn't say much on this.

It seemed that Li Mao really didn't know what was going on, so he simply didn't tell Du Yuanyuan.

After drinking tea and warming up his body, Li Mao stopped delaying and stood up to leave.

When passing by the intersection, I also bought two hot roasted sweet potatoes.

The kind of stove modified from a diesel barrel is fixed on one end of the vehicle frame. When you want to fix it, you can put it down. When you don't want to fix it, you can drag it along the streets.

He was shouting, and he felt popular when he heard it.

"Xiaomei? Hey, Yui is here too?

By chance, I bought two roasted sweet potatoes on the way and kept them warm in my arms for a while. If they got cold, I would reheat them. "

When I got home, I looked at the room in the main hall where the lights were still on.

Li Mao poked his head around and wanted to say something. When he saw He Yuyu and Li Xiaomei sitting on the bed, warming their feet and knitting scarves, he decisively put his words back.

"Hey, I have nothing to do at home, I just want to talk to Xiaomei.

Brother Li Mao is back, then I can go back. "

Saying goodbye, He Yuyu prepared to get out of bed.

"Don't mention it, it's just a roasted sweet potato, no big deal.

I was too anxious before and forgot about this.

Having you at home with Xiaomei makes me feel more at ease.

Just leave the roasted sweet potatoes here for you two to eat later. "

He smiled, waved his hand, and placed the roasted sweet potato in his hand on Li Xiaomei's desk.

Even if I was warming my feet, I would still have to take off my pants.

No matter what, if Li Mao doesn't go out now, the two of them will feel a little uncomfortable.

Li Mao went out and boiled a pot of hot water in the kitchen.

It's so cold in Kyoto that I don't need to scald my feet with hot water before going to bed at night. It always feels like the bed is like an ice cellar.

Before the water could be grilled, He Yuyu walked out of Li Xiaomei's bedroom with flushed cheeks.

"Brother Li Limao, I'm going back first."

Raising the sweet potato in your hand is considered farewell.

He Yuyu left, and while the water was boiling, Li Mao came to Li Xiaomei's bedroom again.

"Brother, what happened to Sister Yuanyuan?"

Similar to Du Weiguo, Li Xiaomei also didn't know Du Yuanyuan's real job.

"What can this mean? Emergency dispatch, I guess somewhere needs to transport supplies, or a special train needs to be opened.

This kind of thing shouldn't be anything unusual for them. "

Similar to the previous times, Li Mao still did not tell the truth to Li Xiaomei.

In Kyoto now, there are still undercurrents surging below.

Knowing too much about some things is not a good thing.

"If that's the case, brother, are you going to sister Yuanyuan's house to visit relatives this year?"

Li Xiaomei handed the oil paper wrapped in sweet potato skins to Li Mao and said hopefully.

"Visiting relatives? Are you kidding? Although people outside advocate simple arrangements, I still feel that our family will have to mourn for three years.

This year, our family is still staying at home as before. "

After hearing Li Mao's words, the weight in Li Xiaomei's heart finally dropped.

Although I know these are normal etiquette.

But for some reason, when Li Mao thought of going to Du Yuanyuan's parents' house to pay New Year's greetings, Li Xiaomei felt as if her brother was about to leave her.

Just when the brother and sister of Lao Li's family were talking about what was in their hearts.

Middle Court.

Silly Zhu, who was drunk, walked back from outside with his head shaking.

Even though he was shaking his head, the smile on his face was irresistible.

"Silly brother?! Why did you drink like this?"

Holding a roasted sweet potato wrapped in oil paper in his hand, He Yuyu, who had just walked to the central courtyard and had not had time to enter, said in surprise.

"Silly brother? Who?! Oh, rain.

What to drink? I'm not drunk! I, He Yuzhu, have an indomitable drinking capacity, and even the three of them, Xu Damao, are no match for me! "

Silly Zhu waved his hands unsteadily, making a gesture of three. He was obviously drunk and could not walk straight, and his eyes were swaying from side to side.

But he insisted that he had a better drinking capacity than Xu Damao and that he was not drunk.

After all, it was his stupid brother. He Yuyu sighed sadly, ran home and knocked on the door.

My family knows their own affairs.

With He Yuyu's small body, she didn't have the confidence to think that she could hold up her stupid brother.

This kind of physical work must be done by Zhang Meng, the sister-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, my brother is back!

I'm drunk and I can't stand it. Come out and pick it up. "

He Yuyu's voice passed through the door, and he heard the sound of shuttles. Zhang Meng yawned and walked out of the house:

"Zhuzi? How dare he get drunk?!"

Zhang Meng put down the hand covering her mouth while yawning, rubbed her groggy eyes, and looked at Silly Zhu who was swaying in the courtyard:

"He Yuzhu, if you don't go home at night, why are you wandering around the courtyard?"

"Go home? Oh! Yes, I have to go home!

Where is Sister Qin? Where is my home? "

Staggering on my feet, I wandered around, and somehow I turned into Lao Jia's house.

"Oh, here. Here hehe, I'm not drunk, I can still find my home!"

I don't know whether it was because he was drunk or because he was cold, but Silhu's face turned red.

He raised his finger, rubbed his neck, and nodded towards the air of Lao Jia's house with a smile.

What can I say about this scene?

Even He Yuyu, an outsider, could feel the increasingly solemn air around him.

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? It's getting late. I'll go back to the house and go to bed first."

Glancing at Silly Zhu who was still stumbling around at his feet, He Yuyu turned his head away with an embarrassed smile.

Although it hasn't happened yet, He Yuyu has every reason to believe that his stupid brother will definitely find some inhumane abuse later.

Unless there is a miracle.

"He Yuzhu!"

Looking at Silly Zhu swinging under his feet, Zhang Meng couldn't help lowering his voice.

Anger surged crazily in the silent heart.

Crack, click, raise your hand and shake it. During the movement, there is a sound of bones rattling.

"Huh? How did the sound come from here?"

Silly Zhu shook his head, looked at the direction of the sound, and then looked in front of him.

"No, this is my home, wife? Did you go to the wrong home?"

Silly Zhu rubbed his face, the expression on his face was indescribably weird.

"Wrong home? I think you are the one who went to the wrong home?

Can you drink better than me? I said silly column.

Even though I was drunk, I didn't point at someone else's old Jia's house and say it was my own.

what's going on?

You already have a wife, but are you still thinking about his old Jia family?

Jia Dongxu just went in, not dead.

Even if he is dead, there must be someone in the house who doesn't want Jia Banggan to change his name! "

Just when Silly Zhu was puzzled, Xu Damao, who was also drunk, staggered in from the outside.

In the dead of night, Silly Zhu's speech was still clear.

Under such circumstances, even Xu Damao heard it clearly.

"Bah, Xu Damao, why are you everywhere?

Let me tell you, don’t think I’m drunk, I’m awake, very sober! "

Silly Zhu waved his hand, impatience written everywhere on his face.

At this moment, at this moment.

The shouts of the two people aroused curiosity among the neighbors in the courtyard.

Even the curtains in Lao Jia's house moved automatically in the absence of wind.

Needless to say, there must be someone hiding behind this curtain!

"Hey, you think I rarely see you, right?

If you hadn't been yelling at this late night, who would have met you?

Still drinking? I said Silly Zhu, your wife was so implicated by Zhou Zhigang that she had to go back to the machine repair shop.

Are you still thinking about drinking?

I said, it's all for the big men. Marriage is marriage. You can't just make up your mind to get her back just because of this thing, right?

Silly Zhu, your idea is somewhat immoral. "

Xu Damao smiled mischievously, and with just a few words, he pulled two people out.

One is Silly Zhu, who makes the courtyard uneasy, and the other is Zhou Zhigang, who is equally unpopular in the courtyard.

"What nonsense!

Xu Damao! You think I am you, let me tell you, no matter how bad my wife is, but big men, marriage is marriage!

He, Zhou Zhigang, can deceive people, but I, He Yuzhu, can bring them back!

Isn’t it just work?

I, He Yuzhu, cook Tan’s cuisine, oh, I can’t talk about Tan’s cuisine now.

But then, I am also a great chef!

Can a job be difficult for you, Li Mao, or me?

You really underestimate me!

I’m telling you, I.”

Before Silly Zhu finished speaking, he suddenly felt a buzzing sound on the back of his head.

"Who?! Who's beating me?! Don't you know my wife is Zhang Meng?! I can't even beat you, how can you beat me?!"

Silly Zhu, who was hit hard on the back of his head, squinted his eyes and looked left and right.

The words he muttered made Zhang Meng, who was already looking bad, look even more unkind.

"You don't have to say those words at all."

Zhang Meng's voice came from behind.

Just listening to the sound made Silhu break into a cold sweat.

As soon as the cold wind blew, Shazhu suddenly became clever.

"What's that? Wife, I... I was drunk just now."

Silly Zhu smiled tremblingly, refusing to admit his drunkenness in front of Xu Damao, but when he came to Zhang Meng, he decisively admitted it without anyone reminding him.

Seeing that Zhang Meng's expression was still so unkind, Silly Zhu thought of something to say to gain some opportunities for himself.

Before he could open his mouth, Zhang Meng raised his hand and slapped him again.

The place where he was hit was still on the back of his head. He couldn't stand firm on his feet and was spinning in a circle like a small top.

"Daughter-in-law"

Silly Zhu felt unspeakably aggrieved.

"We'll talk about it when we get home! After drinking some cat urine, you don't know how much you weigh?"

Zhang Meng crossed his arms and looked at him with such cold eyes that Silhu couldn't help but tremble.

Xu Damao could clearly see that the trembling started from his legs.

After apologizing to the neighbors in the courtyard, Zhang Meng carried Si Zhu and walked quickly towards her home.

The Lao Li family in the backyard naturally heard some of the commotion in the middle courtyard.

When the courtyard returned to calm again and there were no further comments, Li Xiaomei finally asked:

"Brother, what do you mean by what Shazhu said, is this the matter done?"

"It's done, it should be done. But depending on the situation, Xu Damao almost got in trouble with Huang."

Li Mao shook his head, and while adding hot water to the footbath, he did not forget to signal to Li Xiaomei.

"Mixing Huang?

Brother, you mean, Xu Damao did it on purpose just now? "

Li Xiaomei shook her head, first refused to soak her feet, and then said a little shocked.

"No way, is Xu Damao so brave now?"

Thinking of how she cried when she was beaten by Silly Zhu before, Li Xiaomei couldn't believe that Xu Damao had such courage.

"It's almost the same. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, you wouldn't think so.

Are the two of them following too closely?

Silly Zhu walked into the courtyard shouting, and Xu Damao followed him in behind.

Even if it is a coincidence, this is too much of a coincidence. "

Li Mao shook his head, not feeling anything surprising:

"Don't forget, that's Xu Damao. The grudge of being defeated can be easily forgotten?"

"That being said, it seems so."

There were outsiders on both sides, so Li Xiaomei didn't have any other ideas.

“But if this happens, will the Zhou family be ostracized in the courtyard?

It's a pity that little girl Zhou Rong, she looks pretty good, but her brain is not very good. "

Li Xiaomei sighed with regret. For some reason, she thought of the girl who kept shouting about writing poems.

After washing your feet, pour the water on the side of the house where no one will walk around.

Lock the doors and windows, and say nothing all night.

The next morning, not long after he signed in at the workshop, Li Mao was called to the factory office again.

When I entered Li Huaide's office, I got a certificate for a tricycle as compensation from the factory.

In Li Huaide's words, the previous tricycle was left there as evidence.

But Li Mao couldn't be allowed to walk on his legs all day long.

It happened that there was a tricycle production workshop in the factory, so I just picked up one from the workshop.

Knowing that this was a sign of goodwill, Li Mao did not delay.

Sure enough, after Li Mao accepted the kindness, Li Huaide revealed another news.

"The exhibition after the New Year will be led by you, the factory director? There shouldn't be any traps or anything like that, right?"

He folded the certificate issued by Li Huaide and put it in his bag.

As I kept mumbling about this matter, I felt like there was something fishy about it.

His eyes moved and fell on Li Huaide. Just like Li Mao, Li Huaide also felt a little strange in his heart.

Logically speaking, even if Yang Weihua focuses on production matters, it is impossible for him not to pay attention to order matters!

Production is credit, and sales are credit too.

Not to mention, it is possible to earn foreign exchange from this matter!

The situation at this time is a bit exaggerated: everything is of inferior quality, except for high foreign exchange earnings.

To put it more safely, whoever can earn foreign exchange can move sideways in the department!

Seeing this kind of platform that is sure to bring a lot of gains, Yang Weihua actually gives in?

To be honest, Li Mao himself couldn't figure out what the problem was anyway.

You can't just refuse to take credit for something because it wasn't produced in your own workshop?

No kidding.

If he was so stingy, how could this person become the factory director?

"Don't say it, I had doubts before you said it, but I thought about it for a long time and I still can't figure it out.

If you don’t go to the exhibition and focus on production in the factory, what can you do?

Although Lao Yang was in charge of production, the credit was in front of him, so it wouldn't be difficult to be away for ten days and a half. "

Li Huaide and Li Mao had the same type of doubts.

As for being public-minded?

Just think that the steel rolling mill will get better and better? This may exist, but according to Li Huaide's knowledge, this matter will never happen to Yang Weihua.

Cherishing feathers and prude, this is Yang Weihua's true face.

"Workshop? Is it possible that the workshop has some important tasks?"

Considering Yang Weihua's job, Li Mao felt like he had caught something.

There are also people in his workshop who were transferred from the Second Machinery.

And what does the second machine actually do.

Li Mao is one of the few who knows that the situation has not yet been brought under control.

Second machine?

That thing is for mushrooms! ! !

“It’s impossible to say for sure.

The factory is expanding its recruitment, and maybe Lao Yang will come back with some tasks from the ministry. "

Li Huaide shook his head, not intending to delve too deeply into it.

To the unsuspecting Li Huaide, Yang Weihua had picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon.

What can be produced in these workshops in the factory?

If you can't earn foreign exchange, then you can't compare to him.

Li Huaide did not delve into it, and Li Mao, who felt that he had grasped the key point, also pretended that he did not know.

Grow mushrooms.

This is a big project, and even if the steel rolling mill undertakes only a small part related to metal, it is still glorious enough.

"Okay, don't worry about Lao Yang, anyway, it has been determined that I will lead the team out to the exhibition.

Even if Yang Weihua returns, his superiors will not give him a chance.

Taking advantage of this little time, Li Mao, you'd better hurry up and prepare more things in the workshop.

I have inquired about the information from the ministry.

Once the truck can get the order, the machinery will be mobilized and the factory will be set up directly.

Those people in the workshop are the backbone of the new factory.

You must teach and train well.

All these are seen by ministries and commissions! "

Li Huaide raised his hand and patted Li Mao's shoulder, and took out two brown paper bags from the drawer.

"Nuo, don't say I treated you badly, this Bo thing belongs to you.

The thick one is for you workshop workers.

They are all local things from Kyoto, a miscellaneous pile. I will give you a pair of money in your workshop and divide them among yourself after purchasing. "

Before Li Mao could refuse, Li Huaide stuffed two brown paper bags into Li Mao's arms.

Just by touching it, Li Mao could find out that it was definitely filled with bills or something.

"Ah, this, factory director, isn't this appropriate?"

Li Mao pretended to delay, asking and giving in three times. This was an old procedure.

After some concessions, Li Mao could only shake his head and thank Li Huaide for his kindness.

As for the origin of these bills, it goes without saying that they must be truck accessories that were used for swapping.

Back in the workshop, Li Mao called Liu Haizhong over.

"Team Leader Liu, please inform the team leaders of each group. We need to hold an internal meeting for something."

"Hey, I'm going right away!"

Liu Haizhong nodded in agreement, which is called a mature and steady person.

Looking at Liu Haizhong's retreating figure, Li Mao couldn't help but think of Liu Guangfu who came to visit him before.

Liu Guangtian was injured and could not move around at home.

But Liu Guangfu was someone who could run errands and spread messages.

"If you want to make progress, you should search for and change the textbooks yourself and see if you really want to.

It’s not difficult to ask the factory for a night class spot. "

Li Mao narrowed his eyes and whispered to himself.

There was no collective call to stop, but the sound in the workshop was still so noisy.

He was talking quietly to himself, and would not be heard by others.

After a while,

Several team leaders from the workshop were present.

There are two team leaders for the first group and the second group in the main workshop.

Two truck production workshops and eight team leaders.

There are ten team leaders in total, all present.

Unlike a factory office, Li Mao's workshop does not have the same treatment as a conference room.

Li Mao, ten team leaders, plus one Qin Huaian.

A total of twelve people gathered around Li Mao's folded work table.

In front of a group of workers, Li Mao took out the thicker brown paper bag.

The seal of the brown paper bag is glued, and there is no trace of opening.

“We are all our own people, and I won’t hide anything from you.

This is an extra benefit given to our workshop by Deputy Director Li and the logistics department.

The source is also very clear, it is the truck we paid for before.

In front of everyone, we dismantled this thing, no matter how much or how little, we divided it. "

As the thick brown paper bag was opened, stacks of bills were tied with thin hemp ropes and poured out by category.

There are sugar stamps, gas stamps, sandwich bread and other food stamps from factories in Kyoto.

In addition to these, there is also a handwritten certificate by Li Huaide.

It is said that when the accounts are settled before the Chinese New Year, the multi-functional workshop, the truck workshop, and Qin Huaian, who is responsible for security work, can all receive a duck egg in the canteen based on their head.

There are all kinds of things, and if you count them piecemeal, one person can only get one of each.

Except for the duck eggs, the rest are just receipts. If they want to be turned into physical objects, workers in the workshop have to spend money to buy them.

It is precisely because of this that Li Huaide can take it out openly.

"This is a lot of stuff!"

A group of workers looked at the piles of bills in front of them, feeling satisfied.

As for the one in Li Mao's own satchel?

That cannot be opened now.

One is that Li Mao still doesn’t know what’s inside.

Another thing is that the packages given to the workshop are all numbered by head.

It is somewhat inappropriate to rashly add my own share.

"No more, no more, no less, it just means the same thing.

Let me tell you, although the factory took away things from our workshop, it was considered worthy of giving us so much convenience.

If it were another workshop, we wouldn't even be able to share the goods if the guarantee wasn't complete, and the credit would still belong to someone else.

Apart from anything else, with just these things, I think the workers in our workshop will definitely have a good year this year. "

They asked their respective team leaders to hand out these bills.

It’s all based on head count, no one gets more, and no one gets less.

Each person takes turns, and when counting the bills, there is no delay in speaking.

"Hey, that's not it. Let me tell you, we guys are really here.

Put it in other workshops, what we have is our own technology.

Now that we are under Director Li, we still eat with our own craftsmanship. However, after more than half a year, we want honor and honor.

You need to be treated accordingly.

Even in terms of Chinese New Year benefits, we still get a lot more than ordinary workers.

To put it bluntly, our treatment is really the only one in the steel rolling mill.

With such good treatment, if any of us are dissatisfied and want to stab him in the back, that would be really shameless.

Dear brothers, do you think so? "

It was Liu Haizhong who said this to lighten the mood.

As Li Mao's own person, Liu Haizhong really takes running the workshop to his heart.

To put it bluntly, even Li Mao is not as good as Liu Haizhong when it comes to work in the workshop!

"Team Leader Liu is right.

The people in our team come from all over the world and have good skills, but we really didn't expect that as outsiders, no one would bully us when we arrived at the new factory and new workshop.

As for benefits?

Don’t be afraid of jokes from all of you, my old factory would give out two teapots during the Chinese New Year.

Not even willing to give a towel.

When we arrived at our factory, we discovered that our workers can also enjoy benefits! "

It was the leader of the second group who said this.

Under the careful management of Li Mao and Liu Haizhong.

The workers in the second group are now in harmony with each other just like the workers in the first group.

"Hey, you can't say that. We are all workers. Counting three generations back, how many of us were alive under the city wall at that time?

They are all outsiders, how can there be any locals?

Now we stand up, live our own lives, and eat our own craftsmanship. Is there anything to exclude or not?

Good job!

When we go back to the exhibition, we will work hard and sign a few orders, and then we will have a foreign exchange workshop! "

Li Mao didn't say anything about drawing cakes for workers or doing anything else.

We are all honest people when we work, so just talk about what is practical.

"Yes! Work hard and strive for the top!

For the same product, our workshop must be at the forefront of the industry! "

He shouted slogans in his mouth and counted the bills equally quickly under his hands.

After the respective group leaders returned to their groups, as expected, there was another burst of excitement.

As for whether it's fair or unfair?

Eating by craftsmanship and doing things by rank.

They have done a lot and done well, and even if they get some rewards, they have a clear conscience.

It seems that there are only a few days until the accounts are settled.

The streets and alleys in Kyoto are full of New Year flavor.

Many elderly craftsmen demonstrate their skills through street organizations.

Paper cutting, latte art.

Some streets even organize their neighbors to submit programs and hold a big party of their own.

There was no television and radio was not widely available.

These small activities are the New Year for every household.

Children are so greedy for sugar melon that they would rather have sticky teeth than throw away the sesame candy stick in their hands.

Each household in a courtyard pooled their share of oil, set up a big pot in the courtyard, and each household took turns frying things.

Every household has to go there to make mahua and mahua.

The fish pieces coated in flour are the last to be had after each household has finished making them.

Anyone who often deep-fries things knows that as long as the fish is exposed to oil, the oil in the pot will turn fishy.

I can't adjust it no matter how I adjust it.

That is to say, the year was good this year and they had spare money, so the people in the courtyard bought some fish.

Even the old Jia family, who are constrained by money and do not receive any benefits from the factory, bought a few fish this year.

Not counting Big Fish alone, I don’t know what tricks Jia Zhang used.

I even got back some small catfish that were as thick as chopsticks and no longer than a little finger.

It looks small, not long.

But when this thing was fried in the pot, it was so crispy and caramelized that the children in the neighboring yard almost cried with greed when they smelled it.

In previous years, there was only one chef in the courtyard.

When asked to do some work, he would always push back and forth, and he would not work until he had enough cards.

There is an extra Nan Yi in the courtyard this year, and Sha Zhu is just like Jiushang Jin.

One pot of Nan Yi comes up, the next pot of stupid pillars comes.

You have to fight over this thing.

The two people had different preferences, but in the end, the people in the courtyard got a lot of benefits.

Nan Yi was cheerful, but Sha Zhu was the only one who was a little unhappy.

I felt that my reputation as a chef was being used in vain by the people in the courtyard.

Pay the bills, call it a day, take a vacation.

The people in the courtyard were happy, but several members of the Zhou family got on the return train in despair.

Don't get me wrong, I am not being deported, but I am seriously preparing to move to Kyoto.

No one in the courtyard cared about the Zhou family's departure.

Amidst the excitement, the first day of the New Year arrives.

Early in the morning, the Li brothers and sisters, who had barely slept in, were awakened by the firecrackers in the courtyard.

Silly Zhu yawned, and under Zhang Meng's control, he went to the back room to pay New Year's greetings to the deaf old lady.

As for He Yuyu, she had always felt unwelcome, so she simply stayed in her room.

During the Chinese New Year, no one looked for discomfort everywhere without opening their eyes.

At noon, He Yuyu carried the gifts he had prepared in advance and headed to Lou's house.

This time, it was Silly Zhu's turn to stare at him at home.

For the sake of He Daqing, the Lou family recognized He Yuyu.

But for Silly Zhu, he secretly dislikes him.

"biu~collapse~"

"biubiu~dong~"

A group of naughty children, who were unable to spank their children during the Chinese New Year, took a few cents from their families and went to the supply and marketing cooperative on the street to buy small whips.

Throwing broken tiles, tin buckets, and broken washbasins under, the sound was loud.

"Hey, isn't this a great joke?

Why are you squatting here and watching people whip themselves? Your mother didn't buy you firecrackers? "

Outside the courtyard, Banggian stood alone, watching other children setting off firecrackers with expectant eyes.

Xu Damao, who had been staying at Lao Xu's house all night, rode his bicycle and, for some reason, took the trouble to wander to the courtyard.

Everyone in the courtyard knows that the place where Xu Fugui lives now is quite far from the courtyard.

"嘁~"

Seeing that the person speaking was Xu Damao, Banggeng snorted and turned his head impatiently:

"My grandma said that you, Xu Damao, are not a good person and won't let me talk to you!"

The voice he spoke was milky, but the words he spoke made Xu Damao feel angry.

Xu Damao?

He has never been a generous person.

"You're not allowed to talk to me? Why?"

Xu Damao got off the bicycle, and with his adult body, he completely occupied Banggeng's field of vision.

"If you're not allowed to speak, you're not allowed to speak. Are you annoyed?

If you have nothing to do, go find Shazhu. Don't stop me here. "

He still spoke in that milky voice, but the emotion in his words became more and more intense.

"Hey, you little kid, are you really going to stop listening?

Today I am still spending time with you! "

Xu Damao strapped up his bicycle, a sinister smile flashed across his face:

"Watching other people set off cannons? How can this be as enjoyable as doing it yourself?

Come here, little Banggeng, and tell me what your grandma told me, and I will give you thirty cents to buy small firecrackers.

It's much more fun to pick them off one by one and put them away than they are picking them up from the pile of cannon shells. "

"Really? Don't you lie to children?"

Bangge stopped his resisting movements in disbelief.

"Hey, you little brat, are you lying to me? Do I deserve to lie to you about thirty cents?"

Seeing that even Banggeng didn't believe him, Xu Damao's eyes suddenly widened.

What the hell, is Xu Damao the one who missed the thirty cents? !

"I don't know, but my grandma said that you, Xu Damao, are not a good person! Let me talk to you less."

Banggeng imitated Jia Zhang's expression when he said this, with disgust on his face.

"Huh, yes, you old Jia family can really arrange it for me like this, right?"

Xu Damao laughed angrily, pressed the irregular piece of paper in his pocket, calmly gave his previous plan, and adjusted the difficulty upwards.

"I said to Xu Damao, are you going to give me these thirty cents or not?"

Banggeng raised his head, not afraid of Xu Damao who was smiling sinisterly.

After shouting and not responding, Banggeng actually had the intention of getting involved.

"Hey, you stupid kid with no one to teach you! What are you doing? You still want to kick me."

Xu Damao stood up, stepped back slightly, and said something strange in his mouth.

At this time, Qin Huairu walked out of the courtyard with a bulging belly.

As soon as he saw Xu Damao surrounding Banggian, he suddenly became panicked:

"Xu Damao! What are you going to do?!!! BangGeng! Come here! Come to mom!"

Qin Huairu squatted down and endured the impact when the stick jumped into her arms.

The stomach that was originally quite peaceful was not happy to be bumped by the stick.

"Ouch."

One hand was covering his stomach, and the other hand was rubbing Bangge's back.

Although her face was clearly in pain, Qin Huairu still forced herself to ask Xu Damao:

"Xu Xu Damao! What did you want to do to our family just now?!"

Because he was speaking out in one breath, Qin Huairu's voice had a questioning tone and a somewhat broken tone.

After saying this, Qin Huairu could no longer hold back the cold sweat on his forehead.

The swishing, swishing, and flowing flow are called a smooth flow.

Seeing Qin Huairu's posture, Xu Damao suddenly panicked.

Staring, he couldn't help but take two steps back, trying to put as much distance between the two as possible:

"No! Qin Huairu! I didn't do anything during this Chinese New Year!

I'm just talking to BangGeng here. Even if you blackmail someone, you can't blackmail like this!

You have such a big belly, I am crazy and stupid to get close to you! "

While talking, Xu Damao hurriedly took out the money from his pocket, counted out thirty cents, and looked at Banggian shakingly:

"Banggeng, please tell your mother that I just wanted to give you thirty cents to buy firecrackers, but I didn't do anything!

Your mother's situation has nothing to do with me! "

Just when Xu Damao was in such a panic, he didn't notice.

The note that he had used as a means before was taken out of his pocket by the action of taking out money.

When the wind blew, it accidentally rolled to the feet of Yu Haitang, who was visiting the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)