After four o'clock, Han Qingsong filled up the fuel tank at the Revolutionary Committee, then took the initiative to sit in the sidecar, and continued to let Lin Lan be the driver.
Everyone in the Revolutionary Committee couldn't bear to see it. Is this the Han Bureau using his wife as a man's envoy, or something? Secretary Lin is also very capable. The men on the motorcycle here are a bit strenuous, and their hands are numb.
As expected of the heroine who dared to single out Miao Hongying!
Lin Lan didn't know that she was uplifted again, riding the Yangtze River 750, eating ashes and facing the sun in the western sky, pulling her man back home with a bang.
The first thing I do when I get home is to shower, wash my hair, and put on clean clothes. After walking down like this, I really want to turn into a clay figurine.
When Han Qingsong was washing, she took the basket and went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables. She was busy with Xiaowang running back with Wangwang and Xiaobai. He whistled in the tune of a cowboy, and his voice was smooth and mellow, and it was actually very nice.
When Xiao Wang came home from school, he saw that the door was open and knew that his mother was at home. He heard his father showering in the bathroom. He looked around and knew that she was in the vegetable garden without seeing Lin Lan.
"Mother, I'm kicking shuttlecock with my classmates today, and I can kick more than 30." In the past, he could only kick a few, at most ten.
Lin Lan smiled and said, "So powerful? Are your calves tired?"
Xiaowang ran barefoot into the vegetable garden to help Lin Lan, "I'm not tired, I used to kick too high, so I couldn't find where the shuttlecock went. Haha."
Lin Lan patted his head and picked the biggest and reddest tomato for him to eat, while she went to catch the bugs. My vegetable garden is not sprayed with medicine, so there are more insects.
The children also deliberately grabbed frogs and toads, tied their legs here, and wanted them to catch more bugs, but that thing was able to endure it and fled in a blink of an eye.
Han Qingsong came over with a bucket and went to the river to fetch water for the vegetables.
Lin Lan: "There are days when it doesn't rain, and the crops are a bit swollen. It is estimated that if it doesn't fall, the branch secretary will have to have someone carry water to irrigate the ground."
Xiaowang finished eating the tomatoes and went to help with the weeds. He smiled and said, "Mother, we don't think it will rain for a long time, and it might be about to rain."
"Children speak the most eloquently. By your auspicious words, I will strive for good rain in the past few days, and let the crops quench their thirst."
Lin Lan took Xiaowang home to cook first, "Third brother, the curtain here is broken. You will fix it later. I don't know if a calf got in."
Han Qingsong agreed, and after looking at it, he went to the tree by the river and folded some branches to clip the banners. Some of the fresh branches will survive, which is better than dead branches.
Tomorrow will be the great heat. The weather is as hot as it is going to be on fire.
She took out the sweet potato flour to make Liangpi, and Xiaowang helped set the fire. She copied the Liangpi, put it aside to cool, and then cut finger-width strips.
Shoot cucumber, minced coriander, minced garlic, chopped green onion, sesame seeds, fried peanuts, then soy sauce, farmhouse sauce, salt, sugar, and vinegar, mix and marinate together, and then mix in the chopped cold skin. In order to make it more fragrant, fry a little more spicy oil and mix it in a small pot for children who love spicy food.
Because there were so many vegetables, she mixed it in an enamel bowl. Fearing that it wouldn't be enough, she rolled out a cover and hand-rolled noodles. It was boiled and boiled, and it was made into cold noodles.
Now the children eat a lot, and they can eat when they meet their appetite, especially they are very prosperous. Seeing that she could eat more than Han Qingsong, she really doubted that the eldest son was carrying a bottomless pit, or he would still be lean and no fat if he ate so much.
When the three children returned, Lin Lan told them, "Buy a dictionary."
Mai Sui ran into the room and held out the dictionary, "Mother, you are so kind, you always support us like this."
Lin Lan laughed, "Because you are the most obedient children of your parents."
It was too hot to cook, Lin Lan's face was covered in sweat, and the back of the cotton short sleeves on her body was wet. Mai Sui quickly wiped her sweat with a towel, and by the way helped her wipe her back.
Dawang and Erwang cleaned the yard, carried the dining table to the patio, and then went to the vegetable garden to help Han Qingsong.
When the family sat down to eat, Lin Lan smiled at Han Qingsong opposite, and announced the good news, "Children, we have another good news for our family."
Immediately the children sat up straight and pricked up their ears.
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Your father has been promoted."
"Dad is great!" Mai Sui and Xiao Wang shouted, taking the lead in applauding, Er Wang followed, and Da Wang clapped twice.
Lin Lan pressed Xiaowang's little hand, "Okay, why are you pushing so hard, it hurts when you pat it."
"There's a second piece of good news."
"Mother, let me guess." Mai Sui pressed Lin Lan's arm and motioned her to stop talking.
Lin Lan smiled and let them guess.
Xiaowang: "Little third brother has a letter."
Lin Lan smiled slightly and did not nod. The letter from Sanwang was a normal and necessary event, and could not be regarded as additional good news.
Mai Sui: "My father got a promotion..." While she was still thinking, Erwang smiled and said, "Mother, did my father get a promotion and go to work in the county?"
Mai Sui was bitten by him, he immediately understood, and clapped his hands: "I see, my father divided the house. Haha."
Lin Lan laughed, "It's too smart for you guys!"
Xiaowang: "Mother, shall we move there?" He was a little reluctant to leave, and he lived well at home.
Lin Lan said, "Don't move now. Big brother, sister, and second brother will graduate from junior high school next year. Let's go there when they go to high school."
At this time, the quality of teaching in rural and county towns is not much different, and most of her children rely on self-study. Moreover, her job has not been completed, she has to work in the commune, and it is impossible to run every day.
Dawang breathed a sigh of relief invisibly. If he moved, it would be about fifty miles from the county, and he would be farther to the district.
Mai Sui was very happy: "If I have a house in the county, it would be convenient for my father to go to work, and the third brother would have a place to rest when he came back."
Erwang: "Mother, when are we going to clean up?"
"Wait for you to rest." It's not popular for local children to take weekends off. Basically, they have a holiday, and they go to class when they have nothing to do, or they are led by teachers to work, tell family history, and remember bittersweet sweets. The concentrated vacation is when the farming is busy or the New Year.
Dawang: "The day after tomorrow, I will go to the commune brigade to train."
The so-called zipper is actually to help with work, euphemistically called training students.
Lin Lan: "Then go the day after tomorrow." Anyway, I'm going to work for others, so it's better to go home and clean up the house. Ha ha.
After dinner, Mai Sui and Erwang took the dictionary to learn English, and they were embarrassed to find that a lot of what they said before was wrong! Fortunately, the rest of the family didn't understand, and no one laughed. The two smiled at each other, and Mai Sui stuck out his tongue.
Erwang: "Did I remember it wrong? Why do I think the teacher's teaching is different?"
Mai Sui: "Let's take the dictionary as the standard."
Lin Lan turned to look at Dawang, hoping that he could learn English with his younger siblings.
Dawang immediately said to Xiaowang, "Have you found the turtle?"
Xiaowang responded naturally, "Okay." He took his eldest brother's hand and left happily.
Lin Lan: ... The eldest son is so afraid that she will let her learn English.
Lin Lan took out the newly bought wool and planned to continue knitting. Han Qingsong, Mai Sui, and Sanwang all have them. Xiaowang's previous one was small and Lin Mei gave him a big one, but Dawang and Erwang are not there yet.
This time, because of the watch, Lin Lan bought three kilograms of wool with the least industrial coupons, plus the more than one kilogram she had saved before, enough to knit sweaters for her two sons.
The colors that I had accumulated a few times were a bit mixed, so Lin Lan took a pen and ticked it to see how to design it. It was necessary to use all the wool and to match the colors nicely.
Dawang is physically strong and has high physical fitness. He doesn't like to wear high-necked clothes, so he can knit a small collar, and the main body is dark green.
Erwang has a gentle and elegant temperament, and is especially suitable for wearing a lapel shirt. Lin Lan decided to make some fake shirts for him and put them on the sweater like the city people. The main body is made of navy blue.
She asked Han Qingsong to help with the yarn ball after the design was finished.
Han Qingsong took a small tumbler, took it out, washed it, wiped it dry, brought it in and put it upside down on the kang. He took the bundle of wool from Lin Lan's hand and supported it on Tuzi's leg, and started wrapping the ball of wool himself.
Lin Lan said with a smile: "Third brother really has a way, it's faster this way."
She asked Han Qingsong to get another one, and the two of them entangled faster.
Han Qingsong: "You rest."
Mai Sui and Erwang have already seen the same thing, so they come over, "Mother, I'll help you."
Lin Lan: "Have you two finished your homework?"
Mai Sui smiled and said, "It's done in school."
The teacher assigns homework in get out of class, and some children write when they come home from school. As for Dawang, his younger brothers and sisters have finished writing, and he still struggles? He has always worked hard for exams. Daily exercise, thinking about problems, being in a daze, and sleeping are all fine. Anyway, it has little to do with studying.
Lin Lan didn't want to tie her wool at home when the two children were lively, "Go and find the tortoise." Go out to play with the little friends.
The two also wanted to help.
Han Qingsong: "Go."
When the two children saw their father's words, they hurried away, always feeling that their father wanted to drive them out? The two went to the educated youth point to have a look. It happened that Shen Yu had just returned, and they were there to chat with Shen Yu about learning English.
Lin Lan looked at Han Qingsong as if the two children were running away, "Third brother, be gentle with the children."
Han Qingsong looked at her, "I'm fierce?"
Lin Lan immediately turned her face away and looked at him, "Do you think this is fierce or not?"
Han Qingsong: "You look good no matter what."
Lin Lan smiled sweetly and rolled his eyes.
The two of them talked and kept their hands, but it was quite agile.
At about nine o'clock, when the children came back, Lin Lan's wool was almost tangled, so the children quickly washed and went to bed. Han Qingsong moved the tug and wool to the west room, and the two went to sleep after wrapping up.
The next day, Han Qingsong took Lin Lan to the commune. As soon as they entered the commune compound, everyone congratulated them, "Congratulations to the Han Bureau, and congratulations to Secretary Lin."
Now they are really convinced, they were jealous at first, but now it is not only endless envy. Look at people, what others can't do in ten years, they are only a few years old, and they have entered the city to eat commercial food!
From their point of view, Han Qingsong is now the deputy director and deputy director. If he has divided houses in the city, Lin Lan's work will be solved sooner or later.
Finding a job in the city and eating commodity grain is the most extravagant wish of the country people!
The saddest thing was Deputy Director Yang. Before, he was afraid that Han Qingsong would steal his position as director of the commune, but he was relieved that Han Qingsong had no intention of doing so. Later, I tried to transfer to Qingshi Commune, but it was unsuccessful. Now Han Qingsong wants to go to the county.
Hey, people are more than people... He is very lost.
The documents of the county revolutionary committee came quickly, the public security of each commune was cancelled, the functions of the armed forces department were simplified, and the militiamen were managed by Han Qingsong, the deputy bureau of the county.
In a few days, Han Qingsong can go to the county committee to take office, and he needs to arrange the Shanshui Commune. The Public Security Bureau of Shanshui Commune was originally small, with only a few people. Han Qingsong selected some from the militia company. In addition to Luo Haicheng and Han Qingyun, the two captains and vice-captains, there are about eight people below, and they are basically half-time. Now that the Public Security Bureau has withdrawn, these people are a little confused and don't know what to do.
Luo Haicheng didn't care, "Just go back to the militia company. Anyway, it was originally the militia company."
Han Qingyun was a little lost. He was with the third brother. Now that the third brother went to the county, he could only stay in the militia company.
Han Qingsong called them together, "The Public Security Bureau has withdrawn, and maintenance of law and order still needs manpower."
According to his estimation, as long as the old United States and the Soviet Union do not fight against each other, the militia will be useless, and eventually they will all go home and become farmers. Judging from the current situation, at least ten or twenty years will not be able to fight, the militia will last two or three years at most, and eventually all return to farming.
Everyone was relieved to hear Han Qingsong say that security personnel are still needed.
Han Qingsong: "The County Public Security Bureau will send a public security commissioner to the commune to assist in maintaining public order and inspecting the various teams. From now on, you will be the commissioner of the County Public Security Bureau."
Everyone immediately became happy, especially the few half-time workers who thought they were going to be sent home, but unexpectedly they became special commissioners. A heart was really thrown into the sky from the bottom of the valley, so happy that I couldn't close my mouth. As a result, Han Qingsong threw another bomb and blew them up.
Han Qingsong: "Off the job."
"Wow!" Several public security officers jumped up excitedly and punched each other, "Full-time, are you not deaf?"
A layoff is a formal employee! How many people dream of it! They've turned around!
A few police officers went up and threw Luo Haicheng and Han Qingyun to the ground, excitedly pressing them up like Arhats, "Haha, full-time!"
Han Qingsong:…
Sun Zhuowen and Huang Weizhong were very uneasy. They were both civil servants. Where should they go
Sun Zhuowen: "The Korean Bureau?"
Han Qingsong glanced at the two of them, "The commissioners also need to do political work."
Han Qingsong was in charge of the militia and public security of the communes, regardless of the county seat, and the work content of the other two deputy bureaus did not conflict at all. The commissioner's salaries, benefits, ideological and political work, etc., also need someone to be responsible. They just happen to be part-time his secretary.
The two were so excited that they hurriedly saluted Han Qingsong: "Thank you Han Bureau!"
Although he used to be the deputy director of the public security bureau of the commune, that is just a name. Before, they thought that the best arrangement was to find a position in the commune, but they didn't expect to be able to participate in county work now, which is naturally better.
Han Qingsong divided them into groups as needed. Whoever was in charge of which commune would pay wages and benefits to that commune. In addition, it is necessary to apply to the county armed forces department for the commissioners to be equipped with bicycles and pistols. The ordinary commissioners have 20 rounds of shell guns, and Luo Haicheng and Han Qingyun can be equipped with 54 pistols.
The follow-up handover and trivial matters were handed over to Sun Zhuowen and Huang Weizhong, while Han Qingsong took Lin Lan and the children to the county to clean up the house. Although we don't move, the kang and stove should be built up for emergencies.
Han Qingyun also borrowed a mule cart from the brigade, and brought two people to the county to deliver adobe and bricks to help Han Qingsong repair the house.
When we went there, Han Qingsong was riding a bicycle with Lin Lan on his back, Dawang was riding the Yangtze River 750, Erwang was sitting behind, and Mai Sui was sitting in the sidecar with Xiaowang in his arms.
When Han Qingsong brought Lin Lan to the city, he saw a few children strolling by the side of the road.
Mai Sui was disheartened, she clutched her stomach and sat weakly on the side of the road, while Erwang stood by the side with a water bottle.
Lin Lan asked, "Oh, what's going on?"
Erwang: "Sister vomited."
Lin Lan: "Brother, why don't you slow down?"
Dawang looked innocent: "Not fast."
Maisui: "It's unpleasant, it's too hot."
Sitting in the sidecar, the sun was scorching, the hot wind was wrapping dust and hitting her face, and the heat from the cooling pipe, plus the bumps, really... She felt the legendary feeling of motion sickness.
Rest for a while, drink some water, and the wheat ears will almost recover. Lin Lan wanted her to ride a bicycle, but Mai Sui refused to admit defeat. She and Erwang switched places and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle.
Much better this time.
After arriving at the family compound in one breath, the children went in and looked at it, "Mother, the people in the city are so crowded, it's not as big as our family."
Lin Lan: "It's not bad. Didn't you listen to what the third brother said, some people live in a tube building, and there are five or six people in a room the size of a palm."
Xiaowang blinked, puzzled: "Mother, why do they all want to come to the city?"
The educated youth do not like going to the countryside, and they all want to go back to the city, but living in the city is not good, and it is not as good as the countryside. Why is this
Erwang said with a smile: "City people go to work and receive fixed wages every month, buy commodities and food, and issue various coupons and tickets. Countrymen go to work and earn work points, and they don't get a few yuan all year round, and there are no coupons and tickets."
Earning wages and earning work points are completely different. Earning is easy and decent, and earning has the taste of hard work and life.
Mai Sui also said: "We think the countryside is good, that's because our parents are capable, and our family is in good condition. You see, some people's dilapidated thatched houses are raining and leaking, wind and wind leaking, and they have to borrow other people's food to save the famine throughout the year."
Building a house in the countryside is something that has been accumulated since the ancestors, and it is even more difficult than in the city, where it can still be divided. Even if the house in the city is not free to live in, it is already very cheap to pay less than two yuan a month.
When they were chatting, Dawang had already made a quick survey, and he had not let go inside or outside. He knew every broken point, leaking point, and place that needed repair.
When the neighbors heard that the Korean Bureau was moving over, everyone at home came to congratulate them. Everyone went to work in the same unit and came back as neighbors. Naturally, it was better. Lin Lan borrowed buckets, brooms and other household items from them to clean up the house, but declined the neighbors who wanted to help.
Han Qingsong brought a few of Han Qingyun and repaired the house according to Lin Lan's request.
In two days, the house was renovated, the kang was set up, the chimney was opened, and the fire and cooking were not delayed.
On the ninth day of the ninth day, Han Qingsong's birthday, Lin Lan went home early in the afternoon. She cleaned up the house first, then went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables, and came back to wash and rinse.
In order to celebrate Han Qingsong's promotion, house division, and birthday, she decided to kill the chicken to reward her family, but she didn't dare to kill the chicken, so she could only wait for Dawang and Erwang to come back.
She sat in the yard and knitted a sweater for a while, and the time passed before she knew it.
"Mother, I'm back!" At about four o'clock, Xiao Wang ran home.
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Why do you leave school so early today?"
Xiaowang: "Teachers, just let us go home after school." He put his schoolbag on the kang and ran out, "Mother, I'll help you pick vegetables."
Xiaowang performed his duties as an old son very seriously. He communicated with other classmates at school that the old son wanted to support his parents and work at home.
He thought about his brothers and sisters going out to work hard in the future, and the little third brother would go to waves, so he had to take good care of his parents.
Lin Lan glanced at him from time to time. The old mother brought her own filter and thought the child was handsome and cute.
He was wearing navy blue cotton shorts and a white short-sleeved shirt made by Lin Lan. In summer, he didn't like to be restrained by a belt, so she made them for suspenders. He squatted on the water table and carefully picked vegetables and washed them. His temperament was no different from studying musical scores. No matter what this kid did, he was always serious and devoted, never perfunctory.
Lin Lan looked at his seriousness, and his heart softened, "Child, is there an old hen in our family that can't lay eggs?"
Xiaowang turned to look at her, "Mother, are we going to kill it?"
Lin Lan teased him: "Mother doesn't dare to kill chickens, do you dare?"
Xiaowang shook his head like a rattle, "I don't dare either."
Lin Lan: "Your father worked so hard at work, and he was promoted to another house. Mother wanted to kill a chicken as a reward."
Xiaowang blinked his big eyes to make up his mind, "Mother, I'm going to see if Big Brother is out of school." Han Qingsong usually does the chicken slaughter at their house, but Dawang and Erwang do it when he's not at home.
He ran out in a hurry, stood at the entrance of the village and waited, and soon heard the bell of the bicycle, Xiaowang was overjoyed, "Hey, I'm here!"
Dawang took the wheat ears, and Erwang rode the black tiger, and they became nervous when they saw Xiaowang standing there.
Erwang: "Little brother, what are you doing here?"
Xiaowang smiled sweetly, "Wait for my brother and sister to finish school."
Erwang stopped the black tiger and let Xiaowang climb up, and the four of them went home together.
As soon as he got home, Xiaowang jumped down and shouted happily, "Mother, big brother is back!"
Dawang: ... how a little ominous foreboding.
Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, Lin Lan greeted him with a smile, "You guys are coming back."
Dawang: "Mother, is something wrong?" With such a smile...
Erwang glanced at Lin Lan, and knew what Lin Lan meant, "Mother, that Luhua chicken lays eggs in three days, and the three yellow chickens have no time to lay their eggs. They always want to cuddle, so that's it."
Dawang: …I knew it.
It's not that chickens have never been killed, of course there is nothing to be afraid of. For Dawang, snakes dare to catch, and wild dogs are not afraid, let alone killing chickens.
Erwang gave the schoolbag to Mai Sui, and he went to catch chickens.
Dawang went to sharpen the knife.
Kitchen knives at home are all cast iron knives with steel blades, which will rust and become dull after a period of time and need to be sharpened. After Dawang played with knives, in addition to taking care of his own daggers, he would sharpen the kitchen knives for Lin Lan every few days.
Their family has a cyan stone that the children brought back from the river.
Dawang sat on a small chair and fixed the whetstone with his feet, and sharpened his knife with a swirl of water. It is said that you don't need to look at sharpening a knife. Naturally, the blade does not need to work so hard, Dawang easily finished it after a hundred times, and the blade shone with cold light.
He picked up the knife and scratched it lightly with his fingers. It was very sharp. The light of the knife in his eyes made his eyebrows and eyes feel a little cold.
Xiaowang squeezed between Lin Lan and Mai Sui, grabbed Lin Lan and Mai Sui by the corners of their clothes, and whispered, "Mother, my eldest brother is so scary."
He felt that the appearance of the elder brother holding the knife was cold and not like the elder brother.
Seeing their faces, Erwang couldn't help laughing. He walked over and handed the chicken to Lin Lan, "Come and spare a moment."
Since Xiaowang expressed his apology for the killing of the chickens and ducks at home, Lin Lan deliberately went to the old man to learn a trick, and said something before killing the chickens. In fact, it's superfluous to eat chicken and say anything, but it's just to comfort the children, and the chicken can't understand anyway.
Xiaowang imitated Lin Lan and muttered, "Don't blame the hen and hen, you are a dish in the world. It has been three years since spring and autumn have come, and I will buy your home next year."
He spoke very seriously as if a chicken could understand, Lin Lan patted his head. It doesn't matter to Xiaowang to eat pork. Chickens and ducks brought back from outside are also fine. Beef is not eaten much now, because he thinks that cattle are working hard to cultivate the land, and he never eats dog meat. For example, if someone's dog dies and cooks a pot, and sends a bowl to Lin Lan's family, Xiaowang won't eat it.
After Xiaowang finished talking, Erwang handed the chicken to Dawang and went to get a big bowl to pick up the chicken blood.
Wheat ears help to boil water, scald chickens and pluck their feathers. The chicken feathers are kept in the sun for use in the bellows and the feather duster. Nothing can be wasted.
The two-year-old hen is not tender enough to be fried, but it is not bad enough to be stewed. The best thing is stewed soup. Moreover, the hens raised at home were big enough, so Lin Lan wanted to eat one chicken and two. Chicken feet, chicken heads, chicken wing tips, and the parts without meat are used to make soup, and those with meat are used to stew mushroom vermicelli.
At this time, the chickens eat food without so much dirt. Rinse them with clean water and put them in the pot. No need to blanch in boiling water, so as not to waste nutrients.
Use a casserole for stewing soup, add red dates, wolfberry, a handful of soaked mushrooms, and scallions, bring to a boil and simmer slowly over low heat. In addition, heat a large pot, stir the chicken pieces with a little white wine, add onion ginger, add water, throw in the soaked pine mushrooms, add soy sauce to color, add the vermicelli in half an hour, cover the pot and simmer slowly.
When Han Qingsong came back from get off work, the chicken soup and stewed mushrooms with chicken were almost ready.
When he got home, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, washed himself and changed his clothes. Seeing that Lin Lan was about to bring the casserole, he went over to take over. "The commune has decided to change it for you."
"Really?" Lin Lan's eyebrows and eyes curled up, "Then I am a regular employee."
Once you become a regular employee, it is easy to transfer your household registration to the county in the future.
Han Qingsong glanced at her, "You deserve it." In other words, I didn't help you through the back door.
Of course, Lin Lan also knew that although he had nothing to do with it, if she didn't have him, no matter how powerful she was, she could at most go to the commune as a half-time non-staff publicity officer, and it would be very difficult to become a regular.
Because of his status and her ability, the county revolutionary committee and the commune will only consider it.
She was very happy, "Today's chicken meal is not for nothing, to celebrate so many things."
Xiaowang counted his fingers there, "My third brother went to the provincial sports school, was selected to go to the capital, and went to participate in the Asian Games. My third brother has three great things. My father was promoted, divided into a house, and assigned a special car. Mother turned positive again. Big brother is the first in running, high jump, and long jump in the sports meeting. Sister and second brother are always the first in exams, haha, a lot of good things."
Mai Sui and Er Wang laughed when they remembered the sports meeting.
Mai Sui: "You don't know, if my eldest brother participates in the sports meeting, there will be no other students."
The school held a joint sports meeting of the three communes. Dawang people have tall legs and long legs. One step is two steps ahead of others. They only run more than half of the 100-meter run, and they have not run half of the 800-meter run. Teachers and students from other schools protested that if he participated in all the programs, other schools would be boring. Therefore, the school jointly stipulated that when participating in the sports meeting in the future, Dawang can apply for up to three items.
This can make the commune middle school show off for several years.
Lin Lan: "Children are great too. You often help the propaganda team perform for the members. Everyone likes you."
Lin Lan and the children started a non-embarrassing business exchange model. Han Qingsong sat opposite Lin Lan with his brows still, while Dawang and Xiaowang sat on the side. The surface was quiet and his heart was almost broken, and the corners of his mouth were curved several times. stand up.
Finally, a few people stopped, and Lin Lan said, "It's time to eat."
She lifted the lid of the casserole, and the sweet smell came out. On the golden chicken soup, green chopped green onion and coriander floated, and the red dates and wolfberry were almost boiled. At this time, the chickens are free-range to eat grain, very clean, and the chicken is elastic. The most obvious is the smooth chicken skin, which is shiny and oily after it has been boiled, and curled up in pieces, chewing on a soft, glutinous and elastic tooth, the taste is full and sweet, and it is particularly satisfying.
The stewed mushroom vermicelli chicken is even more distinctive. The soup is just right, and the sauce is rich in color. Not only does the chicken exude an attractive aroma, but the vermicelli is even more transparent and glowing, which fully absorbs the aroma of the gravy. Slip again.
It can be said that the essence of a pot has been absorbed by the vermicelli, and it has become the most delicious.
Because birthdays weren't popular at this time, and neither Lin Lan nor the children could, Han Qingsong naturally wouldn't let Lin Lan mention his birthday.
There are so many good things that can be boasted commercially enough.
The family was very satisfied, and the chicken soup was dripping down.
When going to bed at night, Lin Lan took out the watch and gave it to Han Qingsong, "Third brother, happy birthday."
It was the first time that Han Qingsong heard the words "Happy Birthday". It sounded a little strange, but it was very pleasant to say from her mouth.
He looked at her, "I don't want a watch."
Lin Lan: "Then what do you want?" He also has bicycles and radios, and he's not greedy, so there's really nothing to buy.
Han Qingsong looked at her deeply, "You."
Lin Lan immediately covered her face, the third brother of the old husband and wife is still a hooligan, shameless!
…
Capital Stadium.
Sanwang now trains for four hours in the morning, three hours in the afternoon, and two hours of cultural classes in the evening.
He is not afraid of training. He also wants to go swimming anyway, but why does he have to take cultural lessons when he goes to the Asian Games? Who will tell him why
After dinner, he was about to run to the dormitory, but was caught by the athletes who were arranged by Coach Bian to supervise his class.
"Han Wangmin, where are you going? It's time for class."
Sanwang immediately frowned and covered his stomach, "Sister Lily, my stomach hurts."
Tao Lili stepped forward to look at him and snorted, "Let's go, I'll take you to get a painkiller."
Sanwang: "...No, no, I, I'll lie down for a while... Hey, what are you doing!"
Tao Lili grabbed his arm and walked away, "The coach said that if you skip class, I will draw an X for you, so you don't even want to go to the Asian Games."
Sanwang proudly said: "The name of the athlete has been reported, hehe, you can't threaten me."
"Wrong!" Tao Lili sneered, "It won't be delivered until August 1st."
Sanwang's face changed: "Really?"
"Let's go." Tao Lili dragged him.
Sanwang has a lifeless expression on his face. It is really hard to be an athlete, and he has to take cultural lessons.
I have been studying English classes recently, and all the athletes and staff who are going to participate in the Asian Games have to take two classes a day. Anyway, you can't train from morning to night, you have to have some time for entertainment and leisure, so it's better to study by the way.
English is an international language, and you may not use it anytime after you go abroad. Even if you don’t want to learn it, you need to remember common words, common sentences, and several important address names.
When Sanwang entered the door, he wanted to dive back, but was grabbed by Tao Lili. One of Sanwang's roommates, the young diver Li Zhengchao, waved to them, "Come here."
Sanwang: "!"
The other athletes greeted him warmly, and most of them liked him very much. This child has no heart, except for eating and swimming, listening to the coach's words, he is also polite to the staff, and his small mouth is particularly sweet.
Especially for the staff who cook in the cafeteria, as if their mouths were smeared with honey, their relationship with others became ironed within two days.
In addition to the allowance and food stamps that are sent to the family, if he gets delicious food in the cafeteria, he is not stingy and shares it with others.
Speaking of swimming, although he squeezed out several swimming teams as soon as he came, they were not convinced before, but after the actual comparison, they were all very convinced.
As expected of a flying duck!
Flying fish teenagers are called flying ducks by them.
After all, this is a matter of winning glory for the country. It is the best to win medals. Naturally, if the best athletes are required to participate in the competition, they have nothing to be jealous of.
In order to allow Sanwang to train well, they all cooperated very well. Compared with them, Sanwang's performance has improved a lot than before. Coach Bian quietly told Sanwang that if others are better than him, he can't go to the Asian Games. To earn more wages and food stamps, Sanwang is very willing to give up, the brothers are good, the brothers are good, and they are unceremoniously thrown away during the game.
Although he is talking about friendship first and second in competition, he has to support his family!
"Sanwang, learn English well. When you go to Iran, you can talk to others, so that you don't talk like ducks." Li Zheng encouraged him.
Sanwang smiled and looked very well-behaved, "Don't worry, I'm learning well."
After a class, Sanwang felt that his bones were going to rust. Sitting in the front, he couldn't stumble, and he had to be disciplined.
After class was finally over, he rushed out with a squeak, "Let's go for supper."
He burns calories quickly, and he always has to eat supper at night. The coach agrees, so he doesn't feel wronged at all.
When he left, he forgot to bring his books, and left them there.
The foreign language teacher specially invited by the General Administration of Physical Education from Peking University came down to have a look, picked up Sanwang's book, and found that it was densely written with Chinese characters.
He refused to learn phonetic symbols, so he just marked all the pronunciations in Chinese, and even wrote that I am Chinese, I am neither Japanese nor Korean.
Moreover, he is also more interested in food and money. He asks others to mark what the teacher doesn't say.
The more Mr. Dong looked, the darker his face became, and then he read the book and wrote:
money scolds mud (money), Chinese (Chinese) fork and you govern, Japanese (Japanese) this plate you govern
- To focus, governance is the dialect pronunciation.
Mr. Dong suddenly felt that his eyes were staring at Venus.