Moreover, the juicy bean sprouts are very appetizing, and Wang Meng feels the urge to eat them just after taking a look at them.
He reached out and picked one up and put it into his mouth. Suddenly, he was refreshed by a fragrance he had never tasted before, and then he couldn't stop.
He ate a handful of them one by one, just like eating cucumbers.
"Hurry up, stop, I'll give you this basket after I finish my business," Hua Qiang said.
Wang Meng used to be his personal soldier, and he could guess what he was thinking. In the end, he had to digest the basket of bean sprouts himself.
"Okay, okay!" Wang Meng never thought that he could hide this from his old boss. He shouted out the door: "Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao!"
Soon, a soldier ran in.
"Go, carry this basket of bean sprouts to the supply and marketing cooperative and ask them to collect it! Then you buy it back for me! You don't have to leave any bean sprouts, you know?" Wang Meng stared at him as he took out 20 yuan and stuffed it into Xiao Bing's hand.
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The soldier was stunned for a moment, what kind of operation is this?
But the literal meaning is easy to understand.
"Promise to complete the task!" After Xiao Zhao finished speaking, he went to carry the basket on the ground, but when he stretched out his hand, he almost pulled himself over.
what's the situation?
Wang Meng looked at the basket on the ground, and then at the confused Xiao Zhao.
He reached out and lifted the other handle of the basket, and he immediately tested the weight. It was about 100 kilograms! Just a lot more!
He looked at Hua Zhao and exclaimed: "Okay!"
The fat girl was so relaxed when she walked in, and so light when she put it down. He thought she was carrying an empty basket! He didn't expect it to be so heavy.
"That's necessary, otherwise I'll be sorry for my body." Hua Zhao joked.
She saw the closeness between her grandfather and this man, and also heard the man's handling methods. He was a "good uncle."
"Hahaha!" Wang Meng looked at Hua Zhao and laughed, suddenly feeling that this big fat girl was actually quite pleasing to the eye.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you go quickly!" Wang Meng suddenly turned around and shouted to the soldier: "Bring them back to me one by one, do you understand?!"
"Understood!" This time Xiao Zhao was prepared. With all his strength, he picked up the 100-pound basket and left.
Wang Meng closed the door, served tea and poured water, asked Hua Qiang to sit down, and then whispered to him: "Old boss, I feel that the sky is going to change again..."
Hua Qiang stared at him.
Wang Meng licked his lips and said cautiously: "I feel like it's going to be sunny..."
Hua Qiang's eyelids drooped and he took a sip of tea: "It's time for the weather to clear up, it's been 10 years."
"But, I can't tell, it seems like there's still some fire left..." Wang Meng looked a little confused.
The situation is now a bit turbulent, and the storm is surging above, and even he, a small soldier who has been sent to the corner, can feel it.
But when it comes to changing the world, it doesn’t seem to have that much energy. What’s the difference?
Hua Zhao sat in the other corner of the room, lowered his head to drink water, pretending not to understand.
The difference is time.
It is now 1976. There were several major events in 1976. In January, a great man passed away, and the whole situation became turbulent. In September, another great man passed away, and then in October, the movement that lasted for 10 years began.
it's over.
Thinking of these, Hua Zhao suddenly remembered another major event in 1976.
During this year, another thing happened that cannot be ignored in any case.
On July 28, there was a big earthquake with a magnitude of 7.8!
Hua Zhao fell into deep thought.
She's here, she's back with the prophet, do you want to do something?
Even though it was a natural disaster and the human power was overwhelming, she felt a little uncomfortable if she didn't do anything. Extremely uncomfortable! That's more than 200,000 lives!
