It’s still winter now, so there are no drinks like juice and ice cream, but there are still delicacies like barbecue, roasted buns, pilaf, and trunks.

Yang Geyong bought an Yingjisha knife. The handle was inlaid with circles of colored glass and brass handguards. There was also a pattern on the blade that he couldn't understand. The blade was shining with a cold light, and it looked extremely sharp.

The reason why Yingjisha Knife was a best-selling product in later generations is because of its sharpness and beauty, and it was made by hand. This knife costs five yuan, which was not cheap in that era, but Yang Geyong felt it was worth it. The leather case was also pure cowhide and very hard.

I ordered a handful of meat, cut it with a newly bought knife, and then put it on a sticky note. Uighur stalls are not allowed to sell alcohol, which is a pity. Yang Geyong was very full.

Looking at the time, even if Hong Liu went to find him, this spot would definitely leave. He stood up and wiped the blade clean with paper, put it on his belt. He packed a piece of naan pit meat, ten baked buns, and walked back.

When I passed by the Hongqi Building, I found that the place was not closed, so I went in and bought a few bottles of Yilitou. This wine is delicious but not popular, and it is very suitable for his appetite. I have to drink some wine during the Chinese New Year.

I slept for a while, and when I woke up, it was almost dark. I opened the fire in the stove and let it get up. Then I took out the iron rack welded, placed it on the stove, and placed the piece of naan pit meat on the rack.

The so-called naankeng meat is baked in the stove where you make naan, which is very fragrant. Compared with barbecue kebabs, the naankeng meat is very tender because it has no moisture loss.

When the fire became strong, the meat fragrance soon filled the whole house. Yang Geyong's dormitory also had two rooms, but the stove was in the inner room. The buildings here were different from those of the corps, and there was usually no fire wall.

After opening a bottle of wine, Yang Geyong poured half a bottle directly into it. The cold and clear liquid entered the abdomen, and within a short while it turned into a fire line, making the whole body warm.

Recently, Yang Geyong has also been a little bored. After a few months, although his life has been stable, local reform has also begun. Although the dual-track price system has made the product more expensive, the gradually market-oriented economy has also made the sales in the factory a problem.

After all, Yining is too remote, and it is impossible to maintain the operation of the factory by relying on local sales. Although the herdsmen here use a lot of wool, they are used to twisting threads and knitting various blankets by themselves. Because this is the standard for a good woman.

Hong Xuesi traveled to the provincial capital several times, but it didn't work. He was also worried recently and was not so enthusiastic about Yang Geyong. This was not because Yang Geyong offended him, but because he was worried about the factory.

When Yang Geyong went to the New Year’s Eve dinner last night, he took two bottles of wine. Hong Xuesi didn’t drink it with him, but just went to rest after the meal silently, which made Yang Geyong a little embarrassed.

However, Hong Liu was extremely enthusiastic about him and took care of him meticulously, but this actually increased Yang Geyong's heart. The girl's mind was there, and he could not make any promises, but it would be unreasonable to be taken care of by others in this way.

Zhao Ling'er has been writing letters to him since school started, basically one letter a week. He rarely replied, and he still likes Zhao Ling'er very much. But his identity discouraged him.

Not to mention her family, it hurt his self-esteem when he sent her to school. Although the people who came out there were all doctors, they were all cadre staff. How could workers in factories like him deserve others?

Soon after three bottles of wine were removed, Yang Geyong's head began to become dizzy. It shouldn't be a problem to measure his alcohol content of three bottles, but today, he might be in a bad mood and actually drank too much.

But he didn't want to stop. He wanted to get himself drunk completely. His monthly salary was sent to his family half. His father told him that last time Ye Yuze bought a cow for his family. Before the New Year, he knew that his younger brother was not going to school, so he bought a tractor for him. His family life is much better now. He told him not to send money and just live a good life.

He knew that he was grateful to Ye Yuze, but he was so grateful to his family, but what did this son do? He hadn't called Ye Yuze yet because he couldn't face it.

I don’t know when he drank, but he fell asleep. In his sleep, Chi Na’er got into his arms again, holding the body that made him dream of, and he completely vented all his longing and longing for these days.

When he opened his eyes in the morning, he rubbed his numb head and prepared to find some water to drink. But he suddenly found someone lying beside him, and he was startled. It turned out to be Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er frowned slightly in her sleep, and her expression seemed to be a little painful. Yang Geyong looked up and saw the clothes scattered on the bed, and even some were torn to pieces, and then he understood what was going on. He still vaguely remembered his madness last night.

He suddenly became stupid. This kind of thing means that a fool knows what kind of fools do in that era. But what should he do? He really doesn't know.

A hand gently rubbed his face. He was startled and looked down to find out that Zhao Ling'er was awake. He pushed her away and wanted to run, but she hugged her waist tightly. A low but not much anger sounded: "You bullied me last night, and you wanted to run when you woke up?"

Yang Geyong rubbed his head and asked stammeredly: "When did you come? Why did we live together?"

Zhao Ling'er opened her mouth and bit her hard on his arm. A clear tooth mark was clearly visible and blood was still seeping. How cruel is this mouth? "This is the seal I stamped."

After saying this, Zhao Ling'er got up to look for clothes. She just sat up, but she cried out in pain and lay down again. This guy was too rude yesterday and hurt her.

Yang Geyong quickly put on his clothes first. He found that his underwear had also been torn apart. He glanced at Zhao Ling'er and knew that he would not have that much strength. He quickly looked for her clothes. As a result, his underwear was basically nothing complete.

How can I wear this? You can’t just put your sweater and cotton pants on them, right? You have to replace them yourself, and it’s okay not to even wear them, but it’s obviously inappropriate to ask a girl to hang the neutral gear.

As soon as he got dressed, the knock on the door rang out, and Hong Liu shouted outside: "Yongzi, are you getting up? What time is it? Get up and go to my house for dinner."

Yang Geyong was a little panicked, at a loss, but opened the door. Hong Liu rubbed his hands into the room and shouted, "It's so cold, let me bake your hands."

After saying that, she tiptoed and reached into Yang Geyong's neck. She often made such jokes, and Yang Geyong didn't dodge much, as if this guy had no reaction to the temperature.
Chapter completed!