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Four hundred and forty eight chocolate

People in the courtyard would go to the small courtyard every now and then to take a look, and while doing so, they would pull out the weeds growing in the small courtyard.

It can be said that the reason why the corn in the small courtyard grows so well is not only because of the excellent seeds, but also because of the efforts of those who know the corn in the courtyard.

Many of them are veterans at work. Even if they have been away from the land for many years, they are much more skilled than Zhang Yu in taking care of these corns.

Watering, fertilizing, and weeding are all tasks that they can handle at their fingertips, leaving Zhang Yu completely useless.

So after checking it over, Zhang Yu just stayed in the small courtyard pretending to be there for a while, and then prepared to leave.

When leaving, he happened to meet Uncle Zhao walking towards the small courtyard with his hands behind his back. Uncle Zhao was surprised when he saw Zhang Yu preparing to lock the door at the door.

"Xiaoyu, when did you come back?"

"Uncle Zhao, I just came back today." Zhang Yu stopped locking the door and turned around to respond.

"How long can you stay at home this time?" Uncle Zhao asked because he learned about Zhang Yu's recent fight from Factory Director Wang and others.

"It's just one day, I have to leave tomorrow." Zhang Yu said and looked at Xiao Yuan'er again. He was about to thank Uncle Zhao and the others for taking care of Xiao Yuan'er, but he didn't expect that Uncle Zhao misunderstood him.

Uncle Zhao thought that Zhang Yu was worried about the corn in the small courtyard, so he patted his chest and promised: "Just put your heart in your stomach, we are here, and we promise to take good care of you, and wait until you come back."

When we go home, we will make sure there is no grass in the cornfield."

As soon as Uncle Zhao opened his mouth, Zhang Yu knew that he had misunderstood what he meant, but he had already said this. What else could Zhang Yu say? He could only make mistakes and said, "Look at what happened."

, all the work that should have been mine has been assigned to you, Uncle Zhao, adding a lot of work to you..."

Before Zhang Yu finished speaking, Uncle Zhao raised his hand and interrupted him, "Hey, what's the point? It's just a matter of extending your hand. Besides, you don't do these things for yourself, you do it to contribute to the country.

It's just a matter of weeding, so why don't you say thank you."

Uncle Zhao said, and also made a joke: "Xiaoyu, you don't know that all the grass in your yard has to be snatched. If it weren't for your uncle Zhao's quick hands, I wouldn't even be able to pull out the grass.

As soon as the tooth came out, someone pulled it out."

After Uncle Zhao finished speaking, he went into the small courtyard to take a look. After coming out, he said a little embarrassedly: "You don't know, everyone doesn't feel at ease if they don't come to see it every day. After seeing these corns in the courtyard,

After that, I felt energetic all over.”

In response to his words, Zhang Yu pursed his lips, but didn't know how to answer.

He has seen the prosperity of later generations and the lives of ordinary people in later generations, and has a lot of advanced knowledge. When he sees the lives of people in this era, he always feels that he has not done enough.

Uncle Zhao simply didn't want him to answer anything. He just patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder and encouraged: "Xiao Yu, you have done a good enough job. Those corns are proof that when these corns are cultivated, they can feed more people."

Many people, this is all your fault."

"Uncle Zhao, I..."

"Okay, okay, go back and rest quickly. It's a rare day when you come back and you really have to look sad with an old man like me! You are still young, and you shouldn't be like an old man like me, carrying everything on your body. These things

There are old men like us, it’s not your turn to carry it.”

I don’t know if he saw Zhang Yu’s entanglement. Although Uncle Zhao didn’t open his mouth to reveal his thoughts, he still gave Zhang Yu some guidance.

"Okay, go and do your business. Your aunt is waiting for me to eat right now."

After listening to Uncle Zhao's words, Zhang Yu felt relieved whether he was relieved or had figured it out.

Although he is not so clear about the future, he already has a direction and is heading towards home, where his family is waiting for him.

After Zhang Yu came back, the food standard at home improved a lot.

That night, Zhang Yu ate noodles with vegetables and eggs. He had made excuses to bring them back some time ago. Zhang Guifang and the others had not been willing to eat them. Today, Zhang Yu came back. Zhang Guifang was so happy that she ate them all for the first time.

There are also a few green vegetables in the noodles, which Zhang Guifang picked from the yard.

Because she was really happy, Zhang Guifang made a big splash and added an egg fried in lard to the noodles as a luxury.

Looking at today's dinner, Zhao Feng and the others were extremely envious, wishing that Zhang Yu would be at home every day.

In addition to the noodles, there is also a small plate of pickles made by Zhang Yu on the table. Yes, the pickles eaten at home now are all made by Zhang Yu. After Zhang Guifang tasted the taste of the pickles made by her nephew, she abdicated.

.

The whole family ate these little pickles with soup and noodles.

After dinner, it was already getting late. Seeing that Zhao Wenzhuo would not be back tonight, Zhang Yu went back to rest.

After washing up, Zhang Yu climbed into the big bed that he had been thinking about for a long time. After rolling around for a while, he threw away all his thoughts and fell into sleep.

It’s so rare to have a rest, and it feels so good to sleep until you wake up naturally.

The next morning, Zhang Yu got up, stretched, climbed up and opened the curtains. In an instant, every corner of the room was filled with the smell of sunshine.

Opening the window, the fresh and pleasant air refreshed Zhang Yu, completely driving away the remaining sleepiness after waking up; the cool morning breeze blew into his face, making him immediately energetic, and his whole body felt like he had experienced something.

Same as baptism.

At this time, Zhang Yu just raised his eyes and looked at his watch. It was seven o'clock sharp, and there were still seven hours until Director Wang and the others came to pick him up.

There are many things you can do at this time, other than going to the scrapyard yesterday to see if you can find any clues.

Of course, the more important thing is to take a look at the traces they dug yesterday, and then tell Zhao Wenzhuo after confirming it.

Just do what he said, Zhang Yu made preparations before going out.

When he was walking through the yard, his eyes accidentally glanced at a five or six-year-old child. He looked a little strange and didn't look like a child in their yard.

The child was wearing a green military uniform and was holding a dark, round thing in his hand to show off to his friends.

When he walked over, he heard the child say very proudly: "Chocolate, this is chocolate in my hand. Have you seen it? Chocolate, it's delicious chocolate."

As he spoke, he took a small lick of the chocolate on his hand and resisted the urge to eat it in one bite. He looked at the coveted eyes of a group of children and smiled proudly.

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