"Hey! Isn't this the most promising comrade in our yard back? Isn't this my most beloved brother Damao?"
Xu Damao raised the handlebars of his bicycle and looked at Zhou Wenzhong's posture. He felt the same as Silly Zhu just now.
"If you don't go home, what are you doing lying here? Don't you mind the cold ground?"
"Aside from Brother Zhuzhu, Brother Damao is the only one who loves me. Come on, have a cigarette."
Zhou Wenzhong handed over the big front door that Sha Zhu had just given him.
Xu Damao took it and put it under his nose and smelled it.
"Not bad! Is this the big front door? Where did you get it?"
"Is it a big front door? I heard that these cigarettes are very valuable! Brother Zhuzhu gave them to me just now. I can't bear to smoke them. If there are some good things, I have to hold on to you first."
Xu Damao's face drooped. He threw the cigarette at Zhou Wenzhong.
He took out a box of "Fragrant Mountain" from his trouser pocket and squeezed the cigarette box. There should be only a few cigarettes in it. He took out one and threw it over. Zhou Wenzhong quickly held it in his hands.
"Wow! Is this Xiangshan cigarette? Is this the cigarette smoked by senior cadres? I have only heard of it before, never even seen it, but today it is an eye-opener. No wonder people outside are spreading the word that No. 95 Siheyuan also
Brother Damao is the most capable. Not only is he handsome, he also has a decent job. He also lives in a big house by himself and is busy showing movies to big leaders all day long. Sooner or later, he will become a leading cadre. Then this courtyard house
It’s up to me, Brother Damao, to have the final say!”
Xu Damao reached out and tapped Zhou Wenzhong.
"You kid, please stop fooling me with your good intentions. Get out of the way quickly, it's freezing to death."
Zhou Wenzhong put the cigarette between his ears and tried it twice with his hands on the ground. The result was the same as before. He pretended to be exhausted and sat down on the threshold again.
"Sigh... I can't work anymore. I can't exert any energy. I'm so hungry that my eyes are blurry. Brother Damao, are those dried mushrooms hanging on your handlebars? You may not know that I like to collect these mountain products.
Hey, Brother Damao, you are going to be a leader in the future, how can you do these menial jobs? Let’s do this, give me this bunch of dried mushrooms, and I will help you pack them up and send them to your home.
ah?"
After Xu Damao heard this, he looked at Zhou Wenzhong carefully. He seemed to have heard this guy's words somewhere.
"Want to eat?"
"Look! If you give it to me, I'll get it. If you don't give it, I can't take it. Even if I hold it in my hand, I still have to help you do some work. Otherwise, I won't be able to hold these things.
.Brother Damao, do you think this is true?"
"If you want to eat, I'll give you some. You even reasoned with me."
"Brother Damao, there is never anything free in this world. This is the wealth I got in exchange for my labor."
Xu Damao seemed to understand, he smiled, and suddenly tugged on the bunch of mushrooms, took out a bunch of about 20 centimeters, and threw it to Zhou Wenzhong.
"Thank you, Brother Hadamao. I can count on you today. You are much more open-minded than Silly Zhu. It's so embarrassing! Tell me, what kind of work do you want me to do for you?"
After saying this, Zhou Wenzhong raised his thumb to give Xu Damao a thumbs up.
"Hmm~ I like to hear this. Do you want to work for me? You should take a rest soon. With your small body? Just wait for now."
"Hey. I can't take it as an important task for Brother Damao to go home to study. Please go back and watch your step."
Zhou Wenzhong moved his position, and Xu Damao pushed his bicycle and left.
"This Silly Mao, once his brain leaves Silly Pillar, it returns to normal operation. Yan Bugui wants to beg for food in the front yard? I lie down directly at the gate. Everyone who comes home has to touch my hand first and scrape a layer of oil.
.belch………
This burp can be considered a burst. It’s really uncomfortable to hold it in. It must be because I drank some wind while eating steamed buns just now. Once these dried mushrooms are soaked, add some soy sauce and it will be: braised mushroom rice! The free stuff tastes delicious.
!”
Before Zhou Wenzhong could say anything with emotion, he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. He stuck his head out and took a look. Zhou Deming was back! He quickly stood up and patted the dirt on his body. He couldn't be beaten recently.
The system has never given me anything good. Maybe it has something to do with being beaten. This is very mysterious.
He stood up and walked quickly to his home. There must be a difficulty in getting these grains from the grain depot today! Are you afraid? What the hell! Zhou Deming certainly doesn't dare to make a big deal about this matter.
First: He didn’t dare to offend Webmaster Zhang.
Second: He asked someone to get him to the Second Grain Station. If he was kicked out, all his previous efforts would have been wasted. He would definitely not get back the money he spent on asking people to do things. This was a loss-making business. Let yourself be
Continue to work, or let yourself live free at home? Zhou Deming can definitely figure out this issue.
Third: Bark powder! This is food allowed by the policy. Zhou Deming dared to object? And he did so openly! He was probably fired from the department store. Maybe he would have to be charged with sabotage.
Fourth: When I got off work today, Zhang Xiufang’s secret was already known to me. If she broke the pot and stabbed her out, Zhang Xiufang would definitely not be able to take up her post smoothly. Due to the pressure of public opinion from people around her, she had to let others get this work quota. Naturally, Webmaster Zhang
Understand the rationale.
Fifth: Even if this matter comes to Webmaster Zhang, Webmaster Zhang will only appreciate or thank himself, because his approach has opened up a good idea for him. First, he will operate on the odd-job workers at his own grain station.
It is convenient to block the mouths of outsiders and directly act selflessly, so that outsiders can see that our own people in our grain station also eat tree bark!!!
Sixth: Even if this thing is exposed, it will be pulled down in the worst case! Where is the loess that doesn't bury people? Just move in with Bai Kuai. Just come to the gate of this courtyard every day to sign in. Just living with Bai Kuai will not last long.
In order to gain a foothold, I still have to buy a house.
It's not a skill to cause trouble, you have to be able to solve it yourself. This is your real skill.
………………
At this time, Zhou Wenzhong was sitting at the dining table in the main room. The two cloth bags were still alive. Ma Guihong was busy cooking dinner on the outdoor stove on the south wall of the courtyard. This was the second meal of the day.
"Dad is back."
"dad."
Zhou Wenzhong didn't say hello and stared at the dining table pretending to be in a daze.
"Is your ass so heavy? Or is your mouth welded shut?"
"ah?"
Zhou Deming snorted and stopped criticizing. Who would compete with a fool?
"Dad, please take a look quickly. This is the food that the boss bought."
"Food? Just put it away."
Zhou Wenxiu curled her lips and added: "Dad, why don't you open it and take a look at it yourself? Is this considered food?"
Zhou Deming opened his cloth pocket with some doubts, and his expression looked similar to that of Ma Guihong at that time.
"Boss!"
Zhou Wenzhong responded in his heart: Grandpa is here.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Zhou Deming's fingers trembled with anger, he picked up two cloth bags and threw them on the ground.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Oh, you ask this? Isn't this a document issued by the Grain Station Bureau? It is still posted on the big iron door of the grain depot. The grains in these two cloth pockets are coarse grains. The white flour is temporarily gone. I asked someone to
We added some scales to our house. They are definitely very tall. Please weigh them!
If you don’t believe it, you can go to the Erliang Station and ask. However, I have to tell you something clearly. What to do, and think about the consequences before saying anything. This is a issued document. If you make trouble, you are likely to be arrested.
Put a label on it, what will happen in the future! Not to mention mentioning the team leader in a department store, I guess Zhou Wenxin won't even be able to go to high school, don't you think so."
After Zhou Deming heard this, his chest heaved and he didn't say anything for a long time. When Ma Guihong heard the movement in the room, she also dropped the spatula and ran back to the main room to take a look. Seeing that nothing happened, she turned around and left.
There was silence in the main room for about 3 minutes. Zhou Deming seemed to have figured it out, or maybe he understood, and scolded Zhou Wenzhong who was doing nothing, "Why don't you hurry up and pick up the food!"
"My back hurts from working so hard that I can't bend down. Why don't you let me do it? This is our family's ration for next month. The ground is very wet. It would be a big sin if you get wet. What do you think?
Woolen cloth?"
After finishing speaking, Zhou Wenzhong looked at Zhou Wenxin, and Zhou Wenxin looked at Zhou Wenxiu. Zhou Wenxiu did not pick up the food bag from the ground, but looked at Zhou Deming.
Zhou Deming sighed as if he was resigned to his fate, and picked up the cloth bag from the ground himself. Zhou Wenzhong was completely disappointed when he saw his actions. After the disappointment, he took over this body with more peace of mind. Before, he still held the slightest trace of hope.
The fantasy was gone now, and for a moment I felt a sense of relief coming from the depths of my soul, almost making myself hum.
Zhou Deming patted the dust on his hands and sat back at the head seat of the dining table.
"Let your mother buy food from next month."
"That's good. It saves me some trouble. And she has good taste. I'm afraid that if she gets confused by picking through the pile of grains, she might end up not as good as the coarse grains I bought this time."
"Boss, there is something in your words."
"Really? You're really overthinking that. I just said that casually, haha."
Zhou Wenxiu put his hands on the table and patted it gently, complaining: "When can I eat? I'm just waiting for today's meal."
"Put your hands down! Do you want food from me?"
After Zhou Deming scolded him, Zhou Wenxiu ran out with a tight mouth, probably urging Ma Guihong.
After a while, the two of them returned to the main room together and found a large bowl of stick noodle porridge and 6 steamed rice bran shells mixed with bark powder.
"Eat it, thanks to the help of the boss, our family can eat these good things."
Such yin and yang words could not stimulate Zhou Wenzhong at all. Zhou Wenzhong reached out and took out a hot steamed bun and handed it to Zhou Deming.
"You eat first."
"You go ahead and eat it, you can eat it with all your heart."
"Hey, I can count on it today."
Zhou Wenzhong bit down half of the steamed bun in one big bite. It tasted very unpleasant, too bitter and astringent, and it was not easy to swallow. With a satisfied look on his face, he smiled at Zhou Deming and picked up the stick noodle porridge.
Take a sip.
"Eat, why doesn't everyone eat it? Some people want to eat these good things, but they can't."
The four of them looked at each other and said, "Let's eat. It's better than going hungry. We only have so little food at home, so we have to eat these things sooner or later." They helplessly picked up the wowotou, took a bite, frowned, and looked at Zhou in unison.
The expression on Wen Zhong's brows stretched, does he have no sense of taste? He eats the same thing with this expression.