The happiness of crossing every day

Chapter 229 The storm is coming...

People want to get better and better, not worse.

Comrade Zhou Yiming also finished the rice in her bowl at this time, so after thinking about it, she tentatively asked Chen Yuanyuan, "Comrade Chen Yuanyuan, your face is so pale..."

Chen Yuanyuan smiled calmly when she heard this.

Haha, I take care of my face every day, even in winter, she will never let down her vigilance.

Like the cold wind outside, when it blows on a person's face, it is the easiest to scratch the skin on the person's face.

And it's easy to find damage that's hard to recover from.

If her face is frostbitten, she will easily become rough.And it is easy to form a thick layer of callus just like the frostbitten hand.

so ugly.

Moreover, even if it is not frostbitten, under extremely low temperature conditions, if the face is often blown by strong winds, it is easy to develop very fine wrinkles.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Under such circumstances for a long time, the person's appearance age will be much older than his actual age.

Seeing what she said at this time, Zhou Yiming saw that Chen Yuanyuan didn't react. She thought for a while and then continued, "Comrade Chen Yuanyuan, did you rub something on your face? Look at this cold God, other people's faces are blue and purple from the cold, or they are flushed, but your face is white and red, and it looks very tender."

As soon as Zhou Yiming's words fell, Yu Xiaowen, who was sitting next to her, immediately asked in a helpful voice: "Yes, yes, how did you get your face? Can you tell us? We also learn Do it."

Gao Jiangyuan, who was sitting next to Chen Yuanyuan, and Chen Kangjian, who was on the other side, saw that the lesbians present, since they all started discussing this topic, they closed their mouths and didn't want to say anything.

After all, on this topic, even if they wanted to intervene, they couldn't intervene.

Therefore, you can only sit there as an invisible person.

When Chen Yuanyuan saw Zhou Yiming and Yu Xiaowen, she was particularly interested in the secrets of her own maintenance.

She thought for a while and replied sincerely: "I do have my own method. On a cold day like this, I usually put that clam oil on my face before going out. After wiping my hands, I will put it on." Wipe your face."

"In addition, before going out, I will make a full set of preparations on my body. Bring a scarf hat, gloves, and a mask."

When Zhou Yiming heard this, he didn't say anything.However, Yu Xiaowen was a little excited.

"Comrade Chen Yuanyuan, I have done everything you have done. However, my face still looks rougher than yours."

Chen Yuanyuan listened and smiled, "Comrade Yu, I haven't finished yet!"

"This is what I do every day. But the most important thing is that I must ensure my nutrition absorption every day. There must be oil in the food. Or sugar. Three meals a day , it would be nice to have a meal with oil or sugar in it.”

As soon as Yu Xiaowen heard this, he immediately took notice in his heart.

She thought to herself, so this is the case...

Then, she began to feel strange now, the food in this factory was getting worse and worse.

In fact, it was fine before.

After all, in the past, the cafeteria would provide fried dough sticks, fried dough cakes and soy milk in the morning.

At noon, a two-course meat dish was then offered.

However, since some time ago, that is, before the Chinese New Year, that lesbian named Guo Fengxian rushed to their cotton textile factory with a large group of people, almost hundreds of people, and strongly demanded to see their factory manager. The chairman of the trade union strongly called on the cotton mills to save food for the country and sacrifice for the country. They therefore suggested that the lives of the workers in the factories should be made simpler and simpler.

After all, as the builders of the country, they must learn from the previous revolutionary martyrs and walk a common path of hard work.

So, from that day on, the Hongyang Cotton Textile Factory has radishes, green vegetables, radish green vegetables, or green vegetables and radishes every day.

And Dunton is boiled.

There is no oil in the dish...

Even if she wanted to go home and open a small stove to eat, she had to close the door of her room tightly.

And she had to use that waste newspaper to block all the gaps between the doors and windows.

Otherwise, after the smell of oil in the house wafts out, maybe the neighbors will report it.

After all, leaders like the current factory manager and the chairman of the trade union have already come up with a charter, saying that in order to respond to the call of the masses, they must carry forward the spirit of hard work and sacrifice.Therefore, when the workers are at home, they can't start fires casually, and they can't start small stoves casually.

Otherwise, it is a waste of national resources.It is to add burden to the country and the people.

For those who want to burden the country, those leaders in the factory, I especially hope that some people will stand up bravely.

Report those bad elements who say one thing to the face and another to the back...

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaowen especially hated that lesbian named Guo Fengxian in his heart.

She felt that it was this annoying lesbian who kept her from eating enough all day long.

Even if you are full, there are some things without oil and salt.

After a while, usually half an hour, she immediately felt hungry.

Thinking of Chen Yuanyuan and Gao Jiangyuan's Hongyang Iron and Steel Factory on the opposite side, there are oil cakes to eat at this time, and this kind of vegetable with oil can be eaten, the saliva in Comrade Yu Xiaowen's mouth is directly secreted.

She thought about it, and asked Chen Yuanyuan tentatively, "Chen Yuanyuan, in your factory, do you still sell pancakes recently?"

Although Chen Yuanyuan didn't understand what it meant, she turned her head to look at Gao Jiangyuan, and then she nodded slightly.

"Yes. It seems that there are pancakes for sale!"

"what happened?"

As soon as Yu Xiaowen heard Chen Yuanyuan ask her what's the matter, she didn't even think about it, so she started to pour bitterness on her.

"Comrade Chen Yuanyuan, let me tell you, you don't know! Recently, in our factory, um... Let me do the math for you. It's been more than a month. Before the New Year, in the factory It contains radishes and cabbage every day, and it is still boiled in water. After the Chinese New Year, look, we still eat this! There is no oil. Look, we eat this every day, how can it be How is your face looking good?"

"But, isn't it just after the Chinese New Year? You should have meat to eat during the Chinese New Year, right?"

As soon as Chen Yuanyuan finished speaking, Yu Xiaowen's eyes immediately widened slightly.

"Don't mention it! During the Chinese New Year, our life is even more miserable! We are not allowed to open a stove in the factory! If you open a stove, those people will bring people over directly, and pour out a basin of ice water! Let you In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the fire can’t even heat it up! I’ll freeze to death!”

When Yu Xiaowen said this, he didn't care about the thoughts in Zhou Yiming's heart at all.

Even if Zhou Yiming's relative is the chairman of the labor union, so what?
But Yu Xiaowen just felt that the chairman of the trade union in her family and the leaders in the factory were really useless.

In her opinion, what is that lesbian named Guo Fengxian?
She, a lesbian without a formal job, can still interfere in the affairs of their factory. If such a thing spreads, others will find it a bit funny!
(End of this chapter)