Four women are in a play, and when they see Li Zhishu, they begin to cry endlessly and cry poor and pitiful.
They accused, "Secretary of the Communist Party of China, there is a backward element who unites the bad elements! Please let her make a review."
"And scare people to report to the police!"
Li Zhishu sneered and said in a bad tone, "It's a great honor for your men to fight in front of the engineering team!"
"Go back and review for three days immediately. If you don't realize your mistakes, don't come to work. The project would rather be slow than you are troublemakers!"
These four women heard that they were facing the enemy. Although it was very tiring to open ditches, they counted a lot of centimeters. After a hard day, ten centimeters were successfully obtained. Where is there such a cheap thing to choose
When they heard this, they wiped away their tears in surprise, and the secretary was standing on the side of He Lao Er, resentful and angry in their hearts.
"My man was beaten, he was lying in bed and couldn't work anymore. If I lose this job again, how can this family live..."
At this time, Li Dali also heard the wind, and he said with a dark face: "What's the trouble?"
"Still crying, how old are you?"
Li Dali's serious voice revealed anger, even if the four women wiped away their tears, they didn't dare to cry out, and they shed tears in grievances.
Li Dali added: "Fighting and acting like a hooligan. The rogue style is unacceptable! This time your man is wrong, and He Lao Er is also wrong. Both sides must make a review. You should remember the lesson and try to correct it, and wait until the party secretary thinks that you have corrected it. Come back to work after a new one.”
He glanced at the woman: "Don't hold any resentment in your heart, and resentment is even worse! If Comrade Zhao sues the police to arrest someone, as your production captain, I will have no light on my face."
With this big stick and education, the four women left obediently, not daring to have any resentment in their hearts.
The captain said that it was their men who caused the trouble, and his words were ironclad.
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Li Dali came over and said a few words, and immediately disciplined the person to be obedient. Zhao Lanxiang was convinced by the side.
She smiled and said, "Thank you, Captain."
Li Dali answered in a deep voice, and said, "You are a young girl, and you are quite good at playing with your temper."
He paused for a while, then continued: "Just tell the police, the impact of this gang fight is very serious, and he still fights on the construction site, throwing his face out of Hezitun. Go back to the brigade to hold a review and criticism meeting, Mr. He Er and these people all have to go up and say a word, do you have any opinion?"
Although Li Dali worked hard all day long, he still had some respect for the literati in his heart, and he also took rare care of the educated youth. Because he is illiterate, the leader of the next brigade is literate, and will use technology to instruct the members to grow food scientifically, so as to achieve a bumper harvest every year. He was very envious. He knew that he had suffered from a lack of culture, so he went to the educated youth for help. Although those educated youth dolls are not good at farming, they are rare enthusiasts. Li Dali also "armed" his first production team with knowledge.
Of course Zhao Lanxiang was not happy, but the current situation of the top ten boards on both sides was already the most "forgiving" concession by Li Dali. She told Li Dali: "If the person who hit the person is willing to apologize, I can forget it."
Li Dali responded without thinking: "Yes."
After he finished speaking, he left with Li Hongde.
Zhao Lanxiang went to He Songbai's room to see what happened to him.
Sister He tapped his head hard and taught her brother:
"Fight, fight again."
"Let you fight."
"You're disobedient. Grandma, you're heartbroken."
Yesterday, He Sanya cried to find her, but when she couldn't find it, she came back crying to find Zhao Lanxiang. That attitude alarmed the elderly grandmother. Sister He didn't dare to let her younger brother go to see Grandma, how sad the old man would be when he looked lame!
In fact, Sister He didn't know why her brother was fighting with others, she just thought that he had learned badly again.
He Songbai did not hide or refute, and let the eldest sister knock.
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't bear to look out the window and wanted to stop Sister He from knocking her head. But she saw that although Sister He was knocking fiercely, she was still a little measured, and she pursed her lips and didn't move.
After Sister He had taught her brother to leave, Zhao Lanxiang crept into He Songbai's house.
She said, "Just fell to the ground?"
He Songbai hissed his lips, "Is it possible not to fall when these things are tied?"
Hearing this, Zhao Lanxiang looked at the man carefully, and couldn't help laughing. He was already thin, but after adding these boards, he looked more like a scrawny wooden man, standing up like a compass.
While laughing, she said bitterly: "Your elder sister is right, you will never fight again. This time the captain is here to talk, and you will go to the review meeting next week to reflect on yourself deeply."
He Songbai hummed lightly.
Zhao Lanxiang gently flicked his head with her thumb and asked, "Do you understand how to write a review letter?"
She followed the steps: "I tell you, the review document should be overpowering the enemy and be positive, and strategy should be tactful and devious. What's wrong with the landlords, the landlords are still elements that can be united and reformed.
If you do a serious review, the review is correct, the behavior of the Pan family's gang fighting for no reason is against the collective style of harmony and fraternity, destroying production, and holding back socialism. Let’s work hard, keep our heads up and be a man. We don’t dare to look down on ourselves, and others don’t dare to underestimate you. "
Let's see that he has lived a prosperous life for two years, who would dare to underestimate the He family? Two years later, the landlord's "hat" should be taken off...
Zhao Lanxiang said blah blah blah, He Songbai suddenly pinched her face, and said in a soft and indifferent voice:
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Zhao Lanxiang suddenly blushed. She blushed because of the showy axe in front of Luban's gate.
How could she be so embarrassed to show off her superficial things in front of this future "business tycoon".
She coughed lightly and said, "In short... let the villagers understand that you have a sincere heart that is close to the collective, and don't let them misunderstand you too much."
Although He Songbai's appearance was calm, he couldn't calm down in his heart.
The usual indifference in his eyes completely melted into a pool of spring water, and he seemed to feel the fire burning his body and mind, making him feel light and power.
This woman cares about him from the bottom of her heart! Apart from his relatives, He Songbai has never felt the care of others!
He tried his best to keep his voice quivering and weird.
"Are you going to listen?" he asked.
Zhao Lanxiang nodded vigorously, "Of course, the review will not be ashamed. There will always be mistakes in one's life, and it is impossible to do everything."
Zhao Lanxiang could see that although many people despised the landowner of the He family, at least Li Dali did not have much prejudice against He Songbai. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here to help clear the siege just now. It's just a review, not a critique. Don't worry.
In fact, Zhao Lanxiang is more afraid of the hurdle of He Songbai accidentally killing someone. Although the review meeting is a shame, those who have experienced it will definitely leave a deep warning in their hearts and think twice about everything in the future.
After talking about the topic of the review meeting, she suddenly changed her tone and asked He Songbai, "Well... do you want to have chicken soup tomorrow?"
Zhao Lanxiang remembered the pitiful appearance of him carefully sucking the wonton wrappers in the hospital, saying that he had never eaten white noodles and had no clothes to wear, and was heartbroken.
Before the relationship was confirmed, He Songbai was as cold and fierce as a gangster. He didn't even look away when she cooked the food. Now that the relationship is confirmed, she can also feed him more food in an open and honest way. The old man is very good-looking, and the media magazines called him a Confucian general in the shopping mall. The young and enhanced version in front of him is definitely not bad. A person with a good profile will definitely look good after the flesh is repaired.
He Songbai shook his head impatiently, and reminded her fiercely: "Don't spend money on me, men shouldn't spend women's money."
He was so nervous that he was so nervous. His life was so cheap that he could support himself. What chicken soup to drink would be a waste.
After he was all warmed up, he suddenly calmed down and found that this woman was actually squatting on his bed.
He Songbai's face darkened, and he pointed, "There are stools there, sit down."
It's okay for him to be awake, but once he is awake, his temples are throbbing and hurting when he looks around.
He pointed to Zhao Lanxiang's neck and said, "And your clothes."
Zhao Lanxiang hurriedly looked down at her clothes and found that the corners of her clothes were a little messy because she was lying beside the bed. He didn't show it at all, but it was still tightly buckled, but He Songbai's whole face turned black.
He Songbai frowned bitterly, "Go back, there is a big sister to take care of me."
Zhao Lanxiang nodded and went out.
He Songbai slowly and laboriously got up, walked over and locked the door.
Although he agreed to chat with Zhao Lanxiang quietly, he did not treat himself as an object in his heart. He knew that this woman would run away sooner or later. Since it was a fruitless matter, he would do everything he could to protect her purity and let her In the future, I can still talk to friends completely.
Also... No, she had kissed him, He Songbai thought about it, the concussion's head hurt even more.
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The next day, Zhao Lanxiang and Zhou Jiazhen went to the county before dawn.
Zhou Jiazhen went to buy some construction powder, and Zhao Lanxiang went to buy a few catties of chicken.
There was already a long line in front of the store, almost all of them came for the white fat meat and Fuqiang powder. Zhao Lanxiang lined up to buy chicken and took out three pounds of meat tickets.
The sales clerk in the store holds a big knife, and you have to buy whichever piece you cut out. Unlucky customers may only buy leftovers such as neck and chicken wings. It is useless to complain about bad luck. The salesperson is God these days. In order to avoid this situation, Zhao Lanxiang directly let half of the chicken be weighed.
The salesman chopped it off with one knife, leaving the chicken butt to Zhao Lanxiang, and the neck and head on the chopping board.
"thanks, thanks."
Zhao Lanxiang thanked him again and again, and thankfully took the half chicken with the buttocks out of the long queue. Although the chicken buttocks were dirty, they were still fat. Although Zhao Lanxiang is also very incomprehensible, there are really many people who like to eat it.
Well, He Songbai is one.
Zhou Jiazhen bought five catties of construction powder, and she asked, "Do you have anything else to buy?"
Zhao Lanxiang shook his head and said, "Go to the post office and see if there is any letter from me."
When Zhao Lanxiang went to the post office, she took out the certificate and received her letter, and found that there must be bills in the thick letter. When she was at the post office, she happened to meet Jiang Li, who was lying on the table writing a letter quickly.
She quickly finished and folded it, stamped it, and threw it in the mailbox. She didn't notice that Zhao Lanxiang and Zhou Jiazhen left the post office in a hurry after sending the letter.
Zhao Lanxiang opened her package, which contained malted milk essence and a crumpled letter from her mother. She read the letter all the way back with relish, and what was written in the letter was nothing more than trivial words. ". When Xiaohuzi rests on weekends, he will be sent to his grandfather for "training" by his cruel parents every day before dawn. The short content, Zhao Lanxiang read it several times.
Zhou Jiazhen laughed and joked: "I am so happy to read a letter."
Zhao Lanxiang folded the letter and put it in his pocket. Every time she received a letter, she was happiest, but Zhao Lanxiang always felt guilty for accepting the various bills and money sent by her parents.
She has been able to achieve financial independence, but it is hard to say it.
Zhao Lanxiang could almost imagine that if she confessed, her parents who had been honest and kind for most of her life would definitely be frightened by her daughter's "speculative" behavior.
So she made up her mind that she must hide this matter until 1978, until the happy "spring breeze" blows all over the land.
While talking to Zhao Lanxiang, Zhou Jiazhen said with emotion: "When you stay here for a long time, you will gradually find that you are getting farther and farther from home."
She lowered her head, looking lost.
Zhao Lanxiang pulled out of her thoughts of missing her parents and comforted her, "Do you want to go home?"
Zhou Jiazhen nodded, her eyes a little hot.
"Which children who leave home don't want to go home?"
Zhou Jiazhen sighed, "In the first year I went to the countryside, I cried many times in my bed. Back then, I went to the countryside to earn enough food to eat. Every year I take the train home during the Spring Festival, which is my happiest time. .
I thought it would be great if I could go home! Even if I go back to do the hardest and most tiring work, I am not afraid of mining, digging coal, and working as a railway coolie. I can bear all kinds of hardships and sins. There is no place to accommodate me, so I live in the corner of the roof and make a floor. Well, I'm just afraid..."
She choked up as she spoke, and tears suddenly fell out.
"I'm just afraid that they suddenly get sick... and feel uncomfortable, and I can't stay by my side to do my filial piety. This is the saddest and saddest thing for children."
Zhou Jiazhen put away the ominous word "left".
She doesn't want to be rooted in Hezitun, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, how enthusiastic her partners are, how serious the teachers are, but a place without her parents... nowhere is her home.
She doesn't want to start a family and take root in the ravines at all!
When Zhou Jiazhen was eager and enthusiastic to ask for a place to go to the countryside, Zhou Jiazhen never thought that returning home would become a top problem!
She was on the street full of passers-by, and she burst into tears thinking of home.
Maybe occasionally one or two pedestrians will stop and look at her with unbearable expressions, see the sadness in her eyes, show encouragement and comfort on her face, and continue to move forward.
Who in the world has not been sad enough to make people want to cry? It's just that some people's tears didn't flow out, they just flowed in their hearts.
Zhao Lanxiang was frightened by Zhou Jiazhen's tears. She was silent for a long time before finally saying: "If you believe me, I will tell you that you will definitely be able to go home within two years."
Zhou Jiazhen wiped her tears with her sleeve, and said sadly, "How can I believe you, are you Wong Tai Sin?"
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Maybe I am more intelligent than Huang Daxian."
Zhao Lanxiang thought about it for a while, and felt very uneasy. When passing the bookstore, she bought a book for Zhou Jiazhen.
There are a lot of banned books these days, so you are not allowed to read that way, and the variety of books in the bookstore is very monotonous. The Red Book is the best seller, and it's pretty much everywhere you look. She stared for a week, wanting to buy Zhou Jiazhen a book "Chicken Soup for the Soul".
In the end, she bought a copy of "How Steel Is Tempered" and gave it to Zhou Jiazhen. This clumsy way made Zhou Jiazhen a little happy.
The old educated youth who went to the countryside a few years ago are indeed prone to mental breakdown after staying there for a long time. Zhao Lanxiang had never been an educated youth, and he had heard of it. Newspapers also published news of the educated youth committing suicide.
Zhao Lanxiang looked into Zhou Jiazhen's eyes and said seriously: "Although the road is tortuous, the future must be bright. If a person has hope, he will not be defeated... Keep reading and studying."
Zhou Jiazhen said, "I like your gift very much, thank you."
"Another day, I must also give you a present."
Zhao Lanxiang and Zhou Jiazhen returned to Hezitun together, and Zhao Lanxiang took her back to the He family.
She said, "wait for me, I'll make chicken soup first."
Zhou Jiazhen didn't refute either. She found a stool in the firewood room and sat down, holding the book in her hand and began to read with relish.
Zhao Lanxiang began to pack up the chicken, cleaned the chicken, cut it into pieces, poured a few drops of rice wine, and sliced ginger.
Chicken is actually a very real food, even if you don’t need to put any seasonings, you can cook a pot of delicious soup with patience and heart. The time and the slow fire at the bottom of the pot are enough to allow every inch of the chicken's essence to gradually penetrate into the soup, and the golden oil shines in a circle from the edge of the casserole.
The wisps of mist rose, the cherry-red wolfberry swirled in the boiling water, and the dried mushrooms gradually absorbed the umami flavor of the chicken and released their own glycols, which harmoniously blended into a pot. Zhao Lanxiang sat in front of the stove, her plain white face reflecting the fire, and there was a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
She brought out a bowl for Zhou Jiazhen to drink, "By the way, boil an extra bowl, you can drink it."
Zhou Jiazhen didn't know the part of the book, but raised her head with a hint of emotion in her eyes.
In normal times, Zhou Jiazhen would definitely not be willing to eat other people's meat casually. Every time she finishes eating, she will leave food stamps or meat stamps, but this time she is not willing to restrain herself, she wants to indulge once.
She buried her head and took a sip of the chicken soup. The hot chicken soup was delicious and delicious. Every drop of the soup was so fresh and moving. The cool breeze by the sun window also feels the warmth of home.
There's a taste of home in this chicken soup.
She sipped the soup with enjoyment, and the moment the chicken soup slid down her throat, tears suddenly rolled down...
The author has something to say: Food, sometimes it lies in the state of mind of eating it.
Under certain circumstances, it can be a healing medicine.