Twenty-five minutes later, Zhou Wenzhong leaned against a certain courtyard wall and held his breath. He raised his chest and swallowed because he had just escaped a wave of joint defense players.
"Don't they all sleep? It was so dangerous just now!"
After running to the door of his home, Zhou Wenzhong dared to breathe a sigh of relief. His heart was beating hard. He gently opened the door, walked to his bed, sprinkled the yellow sand in the white porcelain bowl under the bed, and kicked it off.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he put his hands in the shape of lotus flowers on both sides of his thighs, lowered his head slightly, calmed down his mood, and said silently: "Sign in."
"Ding...Sign in successfully! Today's reward: 12 slices of Yueshengzhai Sauce Beef. Now placed in the storage space."
"Life is getting better! Getting better...huh? 12 tablets? What kind of measurement unit is this?"
The corners of Zhou Wenzhong's mouth that had just been raised drooped again, and with a thought, a yellow oil paper bag appeared in his hand, exuding the aroma of aniseed sauce. He opened the wrapping paper layer by layer, and found that it was neatly wrapped in
12 slices of beef with sauce. I put on my shoes and walked to the desk. I opened the drawer and took out a wooden ruler. I measured a piece of beef with sauce. It was still beef shank! It has tendons!
The length is a little over 8 centimeters, the width is about 4 centimeters, and the thickness is 8 millimeters. I wrapped the soy beef and weighed it in my hands. The 12 pieces of soy beef weighed almost 4 taels.
"Hey...what's wrong with the system? Can it compare to the God of Wealth?"
"Where are these beef slices? These are simply beef chunks."
Sitting on the bed again, Zhou Wenzhong muttered: "Well, I'm getting better. Thanks to the Five-Way God of Wealth, Marshal Zhao Tianjun, for the gift!"
Whether it’s metaphysics or inner comfort, this Sunday is destined to be extraordinary!
Picking up a piece of beef with soy sauce, Zhou Wenzhong sniffed it vigorously.
"Hmm~ It feels so comfortable. I still eat beef with soy sauce in a year of great calamity? That's too much!"
His mind turned again, and he weighed something in his hand. This time, what appeared in his hand was deer whip wine.
"That's right! Life is about wine and meat."
Looking at the dark brown and black tonic deer penis wine, I took a sip and then took a bite of the sauced beef.
"It tastes terrible! It's too fishy."
He put the deer penis wine back into his space and chewed the piece of beef with soy sauce in his mouth over and over again. Just eat a piece to taste the taste. You have to eat good things slowly.
Zhou Wenzhong lay on the bed and fell asleep with his hands on his pillow.
He slept until 7:40 in the morning before Zhou Wenzhong opened his eyes. Today is a rest day. Both those who go to school and those who work have a holiday. It is only one day of holiday a week.
After Zhou Wenzhong brushed his teeth and washed his face, he carried Aunt Zheng to her yard.
"Wen Zhong."
"Auntie, tell me, is this a moving job? I promise you to complete the task!"
Aunt Zheng laughed, took Zhou Wenzhong's hand and patted it gently.
"Your brother will be back at noon today. Remember to come to my aunt's house for dinner at lunch time."
"No, no, my brother Zheng comes back every week. I can come to your house for dinner any day, but not today. My sister-in-law is also looking forward to it. I just have a keen eye, so I won't accompany you.
You have eaten. Let’s wait for another day. When you stew the chicken one day, you don’t need to call me at all. I will come over as soon as I smell it. Another day.”
After Zhou Wenzhong said this, he walked out, but his hand was held by Aunt Zheng.
"You are really good at talking. I have to come over at noon today. I can't do it! How many more times do you want me to invite you? I can't call you anymore, can I?"
Zhou Wenzhong looked at Zheng's sister-in-law and saw that she had no objection. But he didn't want to come at all, and he couldn't come to share the meal.
"Auntie, just to the north of your house is Teacher Yan's house. Think about it, if you want to keep me here for dinner, you must cook something delicious. With my sister-in-law's craftsmanship, the whole street will definitely be filled with fragrance. I'm afraid
At that time, some people will come uninvited, but with your family style, you will definitely let them have dinner with you. Every family is not very wealthy these days, and we two have a long life. If you live to be 120 years old first
, there are at least 60 years left, there are many opportunities.”
After saying that, he put Aunt Zheng's hand on her leg, nodded to Zheng's sister-in-law, and walked quickly home.
"Alas... I can't return the favor."
"Mom, if it doesn't work this time, let's invite him next time. He works part-time at the grain station, so he must also understand the reason why there is not much food."
The Zheng family didn't mention it, but Zhou Wenzhong copied it today. He was sitting at the dining table with a stick noodle steamed bun in his hand, which was also mixed with bran. Unfortunately, the bran was not ground into flour.
On the dining table, each person has a bowl of hot water, and a bowl of "vegetables" is placed in the middle.
It's said to be a dish, but it's actually just cornmeal batter mixed with some shredded water lumps, but you can't wash it too clean! It's all about the salty taste of the water lumps, which are pickles. This way, it's a bowl of vegetables.
Pick up a spoon and take out a spoonful of "vegetables" from the bowl, then put it into the stick noodle buns, chew it twice, and then pour a sip of hot water.
"It's getting better! It's getting better!"
This is still the capital city. Except for the three northeastern provinces, the lives of the people in other areas can be imagined, not to mention the victims of the disaster.
As the head of the family, Zhou Deming has a decent job, which is why his life is like this. What about Aunt Zheng's family? Can he stay and eat?
Before she could finish her emotion, her younger sister Zhou Wenxiu finished her breakfast as quickly as possible. If she hadn't had a task at school today, she wouldn't have made breakfast at all.
"What are you doing in such a hurry? You can't ride a rabbit backwards, and you can't be steady."
"Dad, I have to pick up excrement today. I have a task to hand in at school. I have made appointments with my classmates."
"Give me shit tickets?"
"No, but there is a reward. If you collect a load, you can exchange it for 4 pencils, and a pencil costs two cents."
Ma Guihong asked with concern: "Will you be back at noon?"
"It must be afternoon, right? My classmate took a knife to cut the horse dung bag, and we followed the carriage to pick it up. I can't keep arguing with you two anymore, I have to leave quickly."
After Zhou Wenxiu finished speaking, he scraped the bowl with his fingers, put it in his mouth, looked at the clock, picked up his schoolbag and ran out the door.
"Have you brought an enamel jar?"
"It's in the bag."
"Please say hello."
The answer came from outside the door: "Got it!"
Zhou Deming looked at Zhou Wenzhong and asked, "Is your grain station also on holiday?"
"Ah, vacation."
"I passed by there in the morning and saw that the door of the grain depot was open."
"It's Sunday! People stop, but machines don't stop."
"Then what are you doing at home? Every extra point you earn is one point."
"I would like to go. Is this kind of active demand for progress worthy of those of us doing odd jobs? You open the door of the grain depot and take a good look inside. All the regular employees of Yishui are busy. So.
, I’ll just rest at home.”
After Zhou Wenzhong answered this question, he pushed the bangs in front of his eyes to one side with his hands. Some of his hair could be braided.
"Um...can you give me two of the haircut coupons and bathing coupons issued by the department store in your unit? How has my hair grown? It's too much of a delay. It blocked my view several times when I was working and almost killed me.
His arm got caught in the machine."
"Your dad gave you the coupon, what should he do? I'll just get a pair of scissors and cut it for you later. How old are you, what kind of face do you want?"
"That's right, the boss has been busy working in the warehouse anyway, so he doesn't have to show his face at all."
Zhou Deming was very happy when he heard his second son say this.
"Isn't there a staff bathhouse in a department store as big as this?"
"If there is a bathhouse, do they still need to issue bathing tickets? What can I ask!"
Ma Guihong added: "I remember it was 1955, right? At that time, you could exchange your department store admission tickets for bathing tickets. Later..."
"What do you know? You are just here. The admission ticket is a coupon and cannot be exchanged for anything. At that time, the unit had a good relationship with a plastic factory, and the plastic wallets and sandals and slippers from their factory were sold at the counter. It turned out that they
The factory is connected to Shanghai, and our department store is connected to the 10th Plastic Factory. Later, for some reason, it was changed to Yisu. All employees in our unit can take a bath in Yisu's bathhouse as long as they have a work permit.
.We didn’t want coupons. Not long after, they started giving us bathing tickets for a plastic factory, and after a while, they didn’t let us go at all.”
"What about Shazhu's factory? I asked Shazhu to take me, can I go to their factory to take a shower?"
Zhou Deming's face has turned ugly. He really doesn't care about which one. The welfare of Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant is famously high! To be precise, the welfare of Metallurgical Plant is extremely high! Even though they are members of the Eighth Congress, there are huge differences between people.
It's still pretty big.
"What do you think?"
Zhou Wenzhong asked again: "What about the counter rewards in your unit? Our grain station has tickets for food purchase rewards, which are cigarette tickets and liquor tickets. I heard that there are also tofu tickets? Your unit doesn't have pastry tickets?"
"What kind of pastry ticket? Do you still need a ticket for pastry?"
Zhou Deming was very confused after hearing this. He asked for a ridiculous ticket to buy snacks! It was probably because his eldest son had heard people talking nonsense.
"Don't listen to the nonsense spread by outsiders. It's nothing."
"oh."
Zhou Wenzhong was very disappointed and took his bowl to wash outside.
[Since the nationwide implementation of ticket supply, pastry tickets have been printed as: candy and pastry tickets. This was only implemented in August 1960. If you got a pastry ticket before August 1960, report it quickly!
It is definitely a meritorious service, because it is not issued at all. Among the pastry tickets, those issued in Tianjin City are the best. They have printed one: Overseas Chinese Special Pastry Ticket! It can be used in various places in Tianjin! The printing mold in it is not mechanized.
They are all printed on soap-bar-sized stencils manually. The styles of pastry tickets in each city are different, and there is no universal pastry ticket across the country.]
Zhou Wenzhong stood in front of the water tank and swung the cold water in the porcelain bowl. His hands were freezing! He turned back to the main room and put the bowl down. He returned to the bedroom and lay down to sleep. He couldn't move anymore. It seemed that there was no room at home at noon.