Eugene rubbed her hands with her eyebrows down and her eyes pleasingly: "It probably will take some time, but I will definitely do it as soon as possible."

He has been trying hard and racking his brains to deal with this gasoline recently.

Unfortunately, I couldn't make any move from other places in the end, so I could only try it in my own acre of three-point fields.

As a result, the layout was almost the same, but today an unexpected incident caught him off guard.

Lao Jia was a little dissatisfied with Eugene's speed of work.

But he also knew that although those three years have passed, gasoline is still in short supply now.

Buses in Beijing even use gas as fuel to store gas in an atmospheric bag on the roof of the car, which is what ordinary people call it.

"You have to hurry up and do this. If the tasks assigned by the organization cannot be completed, you also know what the consequences will be."

Eugene felt a chill in her neck, and she nodded and said, "I know, don't worry, I will do this as soon as possible."

Lao Jia seemed to be very satisfied with his superiority and his expression was much more relaxed.

He glanced at the winery and wine that Eugene brought back: "Do you know I'm coming?"

Eugene smiled flatteringly: "I guess, otherwise I wouldn't have bought so many if I were just a bare pole."

The two of them put on the kang table and started eating and drinking.

What they didn't know was that the people who were secretly surveillance and tracking quickly reported the latest discovery...

Xia Meng's illness comes and goes quickly.

She woke up after sleeping all night and felt much better.

But my nose is still a little uncomfortable, and occasionally I will sneeze a few times when the wind blows.

My family was very concerned about Xia Meng, but now, because she is sick, she cares about fragile porcelain.

When I arrived at the unit, someone gave Xia Meng another warmth.

Zhou Beicheng came to the warehouse with an insulated lunch box.

He went home yesterday and told me about Xia Meng's illness. The old lady immediately felt worried. Thinking that the little girl might have a bad appetite, she got up early today and made some food to bring him to the office.

"Xia Meng, this is the rice porridge specially cooked by my grandma, and there are a few side dishes."

Xia Meng was immediately flattered.

Unexpectedly, her illness alarmed Zhou Beicheng's grandmother.

Although she had never met the old lady, she had met the old lady a few times and felt that she was also a kind person.

But after taking it all, Xia Meng could not refuse to accept it. She was useless to say the old man's wish, so she had to say sincerely: "Brother Zhou, it's just a small cold. You made me feel a little embarrassed. Please say thank you to Grandma Lu for me!"

"Okay, I will tell her." Zhou Beicheng saw that Xia Meng's complexion was much better today than yesterday, and that it was better to see the naked eye, so he could let go of his heart a little.

"I'm going to look for you too, these are for you." Zhou Beicheng sent medicine and canned food yesterday. Xia Meng thought about it for a long time and should give it back something appropriate.

Zhou Beicheng was curious about what the little girl gave him a pack of things, and only after opening it did I find out it was sugar.

White sugar is now planned to be supplied, with only two taels per person per month. For ordinary families, adults will lock white sugar in the cabinet, which is very precious.

He really didn't expect the little girl to give him sugar.

"You should keep this for yourself."

Xia Meng hurriedly said, "We have it all at home. If you don't accept it, you can take the lunch box away."

Zhou Beicheng had no choice but to accept it: "Okay."

After leaving Zhou Beicheng, Xia Meng opened the insulated lunch box and saw the soft rice porridge and refreshing and delicious pickles inside, her eyes lit up.

These not only touched her heart, but also made her know clearly that the old man supported them.

Thinking back to what Zhou Beicheng said yesterday about his childhood, Xia Meng has added a lot of confidence to the two of them in the future.

In fact, she had already had a meal when she was at home in the morning, but it didn't prevent her from picking up the spoon and starting it.

After eating, Xia Meng really felt that Zhou Beicheng's grandmother's cooking skills were better than that of her mother.

Xia Meng drank porridge and ate some side dishes. She felt warm and comfortable in her stomach and work more vigorously.

The factory was very quick and said that it was necessary to set up a dangerous goods warehouse. Today, I packed up a room and moved the warehouse.

In addition to gasoline and diesel, there are also new fiberboard production lines that are about to be launched, and all the glues and other things to be used have been removed.

Xia Meng felt much more at ease in her heart.

She and Sun Chunrong cleaned up the warehouse again.

Sun Chunrong had heard of some things, but he had not found the opportunity to verify with Xia Meng. He took advantage of the opportunity of working together and asked.

"Xiao Xia, are you and Gong Zhou a partner?"

Xia Meng knew that there was no airtight wall in the world, not to mention that they had never thought about avoiding it recently, and it was normal for the factory people to find out.

She smiled and said, "There's nowhere yet. But he's chasing me."

Sun Chunrong clapped his hands exaggeratedly: "I said, why did you hear some rumors, saying that you two are watching movies together, and Zhou Gong always runs to the warehouse if he is fine."

She was a little unbelievable before. After all, Xia Meng was not only beautiful but her family was not in good condition. Although she had been admitted to university, she was replaced by someone. Even if she didn't have a good life, what could she do? She was still a high school student?

Now that Xia Meng has got the exact answer, Sun Chunrong feels that suddenly these actions in the factory may be because Zhou Beicheng did it for Xia Meng.

She suppressed her envy and disgust in her heart and said earnestly: "Xiaoxia, Sister Sun is a person who has experienced it. I have to advise you. They are in good condition and so outstanding, and there are many girls who have pursued you, but now they take the initiative to chase you. Just stretch it. Don't take it for a long time. If you miss it accidentally, you will not find a place to cry if you regret it!"

Xia Meng was unwilling to tell Sun Chunrong about what had happened between her and Zhou Beicheng. Because the recent incidents made her more clearly realize that her colleagues were just colleagues after all, and it would be better not to have a heart-to-heart talk.

She just smiled and said, "Don't worry, Sister Sun, I know it in my heart."

Sun Chunrong didn't know whether Xia Meng listened to her words.

But when she thought that if these two people were successful, the leader would pay more attention to this little girl, and she, the old man in the warehouse, had no sense of existence, her heart immediately became overwhelmed.

Before getting off work at noon, Zhou Beicheng came to find Xia Meng again and took away the insulated lunch box.

In the afternoon, Zhou Beicheng brought dumplings and fruits to Xia Meng again.

Xia Meng was both moved and a little amused.

She said that Zhou Beicheng would perform well, but he really did.

But he can't continue to send it.

Because every household still has not enough food to eat, especially fine grain.

For example, each of them supplies more than thirty kilograms of grain every month, only one kilogram of rice, six kilograms of white flour, and the rest are all coarse grains.

Zhou Beicheng's grandma cooked rice porridge for her in the morning and made dumplings for her at noon. Maybe how did these fine grains save?

"Brother Zhou, my illness has almost cured. Don't send it again from tomorrow. Even if you send it to me, you won't accept it again."

Zhou Beicheng didn't want Xia Meng to be too burdened with her, and she felt uncomfortable: "Okay, listen to you. By the way, I'll take the sugar home, and my grandma asked me to say thank you to you for her."

Xia Meng waved her hand and said, "Don't be polite."

She felt that the sugar she gave was not comparable to the efforts and wishes of others.

After getting off work in the evening, Zhou Beicheng just returned home, and the two old men asked with concern: "Is the little girl much sicker?" "Do you like to eat the dumplings I made?"

Zhou Beicheng answered the question while hanging clothes on the hanger at the door: "I like it, she also said it tastes better than the stuffing her mother made."

Yang Jinfeng immediately smiled and said, "It's good to eat. Tell her, tell her what she wants to eat, and I'll make it for her. No, it's better to have the chance to come to her house..."

When Lu Cangmin saw his wife so happy, he was also very happy: "When you come to your house to have such an opportunity, as long as the girl agrees to your grandson's pursuit, there is still a lot."

"Yes, yes." Yang Jinfeng nodded in agreement and looked at her grandson again: "Beicheng, you have to work harder."

Zhou Beicheng was in a particularly happy mood when facing the two old children: "Don't worry, Xia Meng told me to give her a week to consider it. Two or three days have passed."

Zhou Beicheng immediately told the two old men that Xia Meng would not let him deliver food.

Lu Cangmin and Yang Jinfeng both praised Xia Meng.

"The little girl must be worried that our family will not have enough food."

"Yes, you are sensible and considerate of others, you are such a good kid. If you find an opportunity to tell her about our family's situation, don't worry about food."

Xia Meng, who was talked about by them, was also telling her family about the food that Zhou Beicheng made for her.

Xue Mingyue and Xia Xiao met the old lady when they were in the hospital and had a good impression.

"It's not easy now. Even if her family has good conditions, it's impossible for her to eat rice and white flour. We can't eat them for nothing, so we have to find a way to pay them back." Xue Mingyue didn't want to owe them at all, especially her short-speaking and her old daughter hasn't had a partner with Zhou Beicheng yet, so she should pay more attention.

Xia Meng was about to say that she had given sugar, but Xue Mingyue took the lead: "It's a pity that our wild ginseng is only half now. Let's see which piece to get a whole piece, and then give it to Xiao Zhou's grandfather and others."

Xia Peng immediately patted his chest and took it all over: "Leave it to me to do this. Some of my colleagues and others have it. On Monday, I went back to the forest farm to move the household registration procedures and asked them."

Xia Meng suddenly felt that she was really sleepy and someone gave her a pillow. She was thinking about how to spend the money through Minglu. She quickly smiled and said, "Brother, if there is more, you can get more back then."

Upon hearing this, Xue Mingyue immediately understood and realized: "Yes, the more, the better. If you can be lucky, it would be fine." Then the second son will be more prosperous to get married.

Xia Peng also knew that his sister had sold wild ginseng for 150 yuan in the city, so he immediately agreed: "No problem."

Sunday was coming in a blink of an eye, and Xia Meng's cold was basically cured.

Today is the day when Cai Jing comes to visit.
To be continued...