The Peasant Wife Has a Space

The old man also said something about the customs here, Zhao Xiulan and Niu Wei listened with great interest.

Halfway through, Zhao Xiulan pretended to take out a few tea eggs and some beef jerky from the bag, and handed them to the old man and Niu Wei.

"Comrade Niu, eat some pads first. It is estimated that the food conditions for the next production team will be similar. There is nothing delicious. First, eat something to pad your belly, and then you can eat less there."

After accepting the food that Zhao Xiulan gave Niu Wei, he didn't take so many courtesy, and took it directly.

"Okay, Comrade Zhao, thank you."

"You are welcome."

"Uncle, it's hard for you to bring us here. You can also eat something." Zhao Xiulan took two tea eggs and a few pieces of beef jerky and handed it to the old man.

The old man hurriedly waved his hand, "Comrade cadre, this thing is too precious, I can't ask for it."

It is very difficult to eat such good things in the countryside, especially in this era of lack of food and meat, everyone eats some wild vegetables, wowatou and the like, and it is hard to imagine how rare eggs and beef jerky are.

"Master, take it, it's okay, I brought it from the city, I brought a lot, I have enough to eat myself." Zhao Xiulan said, and shoved the thing directly into the old man's hand.

His head also looked at the tea eggs and beef jerky in his hands, his eyes were red, "Comrade cadre, then... thank you! Can I keep it and bring it back to my grandson?"

For parents, love is selfless. If there is any good thing, I want to leave it to the children at home. The old man is no exception. He is very fond of his grandchildren. It doesn’t matter if you eat less, just think about giving All good things are left for grandchildren to eat.

Since the food is given to others, they have no opinion on who they want to eat Zhao Xiulan, so he replied to the old man, "Master, you decide how to eat it, I give it to you and it is yours."

The old man thanked Zhao Xiulan even more gratefully.

Two tea eggs and some beef jerky, I will bring it back to my grandson, who will definitely be very happy.

The cadres in this city are different, very generous.

The old man took the food and became more enthusiastic about Zhao Xiulan and Niu Wei.

The bullock cart walked very slowly, and after about an hour, it finally arrived at the next production brigade.

The old man directly sent Zhao Xiulan and Niu Wei to the head of the production team.

The leader of this production brigade was about sixty years old, and he was already quite old, especially the countrymen.

When I saw the two comrades coming over, I hurried out to greet them.

"The two comrades have worked hard!" said the old captain.

"It's not hard to serve the people!" Zhao Xiulan replied with a smile.

The old man who drove the ox cart said, "Two comrades, I have already delivered them to you, so I will go back first."

Zhao Xiulan nodded, and then warned, "Master, it's a little dark now, you need to slow down on the road."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'm very familiar with this road, and nothing will happen."

After the old man said that, he got on the ox cart again, raised his whip and drove the ox cart towards the direction of his production team.

The old captain of the production team introduced himself to Zhao Xiulan and Niu Wei, "Hello, comrade two cadres. My surname is Feng. You can call me Lao Feng or Captain Feng."