MTL - I Had a Home In 1982-Chapter 432 431. Lively and Lively Xiaoyangchun (I wish you a happy weekend)

   Chapter 432 431. Lively Xiaoyangchun (I wish you a happy weekend)

   All night, the team members will play cotton here.

   This is an urgent matter.

  It will get colder and colder.

   It will be light snow in ten days.

   I have to prepare quilts and clothes for my family quickly.

  Wang Yi taught the two female commune members how to use the bomb machine. The other members went to the brigade committee to register as a family, and then sent old cotton wool in order to renovate the bomb system.

  Things unfolded in an orderly manner.

  Wang Xianghong also smiled and said to Wang Yi: "No wonder you want to introduce talents into our team. Our team is really running out of manpower now."

Wang Yi said: "Yes, Captain, look at it. After a few years, talents will become the most precious resource. We have a first-mover advantage in our team. Now that we have solved the problem of full stomach, we should hurry up. steal talent."

   "Speaking of this, I recruited another teacher for the school in our team, Li Yanjing from Duobao Island."

   Wang Xianghong squinted his eyes and thought for a while: "Li Yanjing? The third boy of Li Qingtao's family? Is he short and thin? His grandfather was the earliest teacher in our outer islands, and he is a good descendant."

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, that's him. Then, Captain, let me tell you one more thing. Our school has to mention the work points of the teachers, and they are all done according to forced labor."

   This is not his idea, it is a state regulation.

  Wang Yi also learned from the newspaper news that since the previous turbulent times, the average salary of primary school teachers is at the bottom of all industries in the country, and middle school teachers are the second last...

  Then the state realized this problem and reported it in a legal bulletin, saying that it was extremely unreasonable and that the salary system for primary and secondary school teachers must be effectively reformed and their salaries increased appropriately.

   How to improve it?

  The best way is to reform the wage system, but this is a national matter and cannot be changed so easily, so the government suggested that local units should give teachers some temporary subsidies.

   At the same time, primary and secondary schools should begin to implement the teaching age allowance system to encourage teachers to engage in education throughout their lives.

   But this is not enough.

  In the early 1980s, the proportion of private teachers in primary and secondary schools in China was very large, and the salary was very low, and the team was extremely unstable, because most of them were private teachers.

  The salaries of private teachers are different from those of public teachers, and the benefits are far worse. They must have extra income to support themselves and their families.

   There is no extra-curricular tuition now, so the so-called extra income can only be farming and fishing. For example, Qiu Weishui’s good friend Cui Hong’s family in Gongshe Elementary School has better conditions, and her family kills pigs.

  There are teachers who kill pigs in their homes, and others who open restaurants and market offices in their homes. In the face of the great social and economic development of reform and opening up, many private teachers have encountered a situation where their incomes are inverted:

  In school, the income is only a few dollars, while the small business at home makes a lot of money. In this case, some private teachers quit the job and go home to inherit the family property.

   To put it an exaggeration, private teachers are really developing with love these days.

  Wang Yi asked for work points for the teachers, but Wang Xianghong had no objection.

   In the past, work points were the lifeblood of the team. After a year of work, the work points earned during the year were used to exchange food for money.

   And the collective output of the team is counted. If outsiders get more work points, the team members have to eat less food.

  Now there are communal and team companies in the team that are continuously making money, and the total income of all projects is quite exaggerated. The public restaurant alone can earn a dividend of one or two yuan per day for each member:

  The weather was getting colder, and hot pot began to sweep across the county, and even people from the city and surrounding counties came to eat.

   In one day, after deducting the cost, the public restaurant can have a net income of two or three thousand yuan!

   Of course, the main reason for such a high income is that the cost has been spread out by Wang Yi himself. The seasoning, oil, and pot bottoms used in the restaurant are all expensive items that he brought from 22 years ago.

   Wang Xianghong nodded, and hesitantly: "As I said, it's up to you in the school, and we can't afford this work point, but the problem is Teacher Wang, and we also have to consider a social impact."

   "You may not have considered such a thing - the communes on the outer islands give teachers relatively few work points. Unless they are well-known old teachers, they will not give work points for forced labor."

"In this case, the teachers in our team will be given work points for strong labor, and both public and private schools will receive this work point. After the news spreads, will private teachers in other schools use us as an example to find them? Trouble at their school?"

   "So, does this count as putting our team on the fire?"

   Public teachers have no work points, while private teachers have work points.

   Because private teachers have no wages, only subsidies, and the subsidies are very low, so the families of private teachers like Li Yanjing and Mao Haichao are still poor.

   Of course, if the teacher is a college student like Wang Yi, then there is another calculation. After graduation, the college student is the establishment of the state cadre, and the treatment is different.

   And normally, let alone college students, even those who become teachers after graduating from technical secondary schools are also public teachers, not private teachers.

   The state is now gradually reducing the proportion of private teachers, and assigns a certain number of special labor quotas every year. After strict assessment, qualified private teachers will be transferred to public teachers in batches.

   In addition, the state now requires normal colleges and universities to recruit some private teachers every year to improve their professional skills and make them the backbone of the school's education, in order to convert them into public teachers.

  Wang Yi talked about this with Peng Pei'ao in the afternoon. He said that if Tianya Elementary School had the opportunity to cultivate, he would give it to Li Yanjing, so that he could study and further study.

  Once you pass the training, private teachers are like stepping into the door of public teachers with one foot.

   However, this kind of opportunity is quite rare. Each primary school needs to be assigned an index. A remote and backward school like Tianya Primary School used to have no index at all.

  It is different now. Now that the school has good grades, there will definitely be a teacher training target next year.

  Wang Yi is going to give Qiuwei water.

   Of course, it depends on the specific situation.

   He and Qiu Weishui are very reluctant to separate now. In the cold weather, the two like to go to bed together. Even though Qiu Weishui has to criticize him every time he is finished, she is actually more active than Wang Yi.

   After hearing Wang Xianghong's words, Wang Yi went to the desk and took out a notice from the county.

   Wang Xianghong squinted at the notification, Wang Yi pointed to one of the paragraphs, and he slowly said:

"The subsidies given by the state to private teachers should be paid directly to them. At the same time, the commune team should give them work points based on their full labor, and earnestly implement the principle of equal pay for equal work. The commune team should not assign farm work to private teachers, nor should they be assigned work points. Package production fields..."

   He looked at the red-headed document above and said, "Oh, the country still has such good treatment for private teachers? Good, good!"

   "With the express regulations of the state, then this matter will be no problem, and all teachers will be given work points to be converted into strong labor!"

"However, this document has to be seen by the cadres of the other production teams and the leaders of the school. Don't let them give us eye drops again. It's just like the matter of printing the test papers this time. People come in sets!"

   Exam paper.

  Wang Yi will not give up, he already has an idea.

   But we have to find out who started this.

   Must be targeted.

   In the next two or three days, we will start preparing for the midterm exam.

  Continue to print the paper on the 11th.

   Stacks of test papers were distributed from Tianya Primary School to the primary schools in Changlong Commune.

   Then there are two-day exams on the 12th and 13th.

   The production team and the school have been very busy these two days. For the production team, it is the first wave of hairtail floods. The team will make a collective raid to catch hairtail.

   For schools, it is natural for students to take exams and teachers to mark papers.

   In this way, when the 14th is a Sunday, the teachers will mark out the exam papers for the 13th senior exam, and then the results will come out.

  The teacher in charge of marking the papers is led by Wang Yi, Qiu Weishui, Zhu Zhenxue, Good night, Yang Wenrong, Huang Yougong, Xu Heng are the main force, while Sun Zhengnan kills pigs with Big Maze and Colander.

  Eat pork dinner at night!

   Two of the five pigs in the school will be slaughtered to celebrate the end of the mid-term exam. In addition, the production team will also slaughter three pigs in the collective pigpen, so that the members can have a good time.

  So this Sunday, the 14th, although the weather was cold, Tianya Island was particularly hot.

   Coincidentally, cadres from the Loess Commune came to study and study today, and Wang Xianghong invited them to have a big dinner together tonight.

   In the afternoon, Tianya Island became extremely lively.

  The students shouted and watched the slaughtering pigs. A group of senior students such as Wang Zhuangyuan and Wang Kai also changed into dirty and old clothes to fight.

   There is little pressure to mark exam papers.

   Now the test paper is very simple, with few questions, especially today is the test paper unique to the senior grade yesterday:

  No. 12 is for Chinese and arithmetic, and No. 13 is for "Ideology and Morality" and "Nature" - this semester, the upper grades have added a natural course.

Wang Yi approved a few papers and looked at the situation. Then he saw that the teachers had only a few papers, so he handed the papers Qiu Weishui and his own to Zhu Zhenxue. , waved his hand and said:

   "Mr. Xiaoqiu, let's go, let's not grade the papers, I'll show you the slaughtering pigs and see how the kitchen prepares dinner tonight."

   Wishing good night to hear it, she also gave her exam paper to Zhu Zhenxue: "Team leader, you are as talented as you are, please help me to mark the papers together, I will also go to see the butcher."

   Zhu Zhen Xueqi rolled his eyes.

   Yang Wenrong smiled and took away some of the test papers.

   She took a piece of dried sweet potatoes freshly dried on the island, and chewed it sweetly while marking the test paper.

   The dried sweet potatoes on the island are very good.

   The color is dark red, a bit like beeswax. It is moderately dry and wet, and it has both soft and hard. It is already the best snack on the island.

  Wang Yi and the others walked out of the office, wishing a good night, and ran directly to the brigade pigsty, where the pigs were hoisted and started to kill.

  Wang Xianghong, who was on the mountain road, beckoned to Wang Yi, introduced the cadres of the Loess Commune, and talked about having dinner together tonight.

Wang Yi happily agreed, and added, "It just so happens that we have a big feast tonight in our school, so let's get together. We don't have many teachers, only ten people. Then we will gather a big feast and have more fun. Order good food and wine, and enjoy eating and drinking.”

  The cadres nodded and said yes, Wang Xianghong naturally had no reason to refuse.

   The surname of the director of the management committee of the loess commune is Huang, and his name is Huang Zhongqiang—his name should mean China is strong, but it is easy to make people think wrong with this surname.

   Director Huang has no pretence. After listening to Wang Yi's arrangement, he praised it repeatedly, and then sighed: "I think that the place where you have made the fastest progress in Tianya Island is this life, and life has become too good!"

   "Let's not talk about electricity. It's already listed in our county. Now let's talk about food and drink. Your school raised pigs collectively, and it ended up being eaten for the students. This is amazing."

"Our commune primary school also raised pigs. Those pigs can only talk about killing one for the Chinese New Year to distribute pork to the teachers, and the others to be sold. In exchange for the money to repair the school and give the teachers a New Year's gift, they are reluctant to let the students Eat happily!"

  Wang Xianghong said politely: "The first thing we have here is that the national policy is good, and the second is that Mr. Wang has the ability. We have found some counterparts from Shanghai to help, otherwise we would be more reluctant to eat pork."

"I think this is mainly due to Mr. Wang's high consciousness. He regards money as dung." The leader of the local armed forces department said, "I know all the primary schools in our commune. The money is mostly in their own pockets!"

   This kind of topic is not easy for Wang Yi to participate in, so he said that he was going to prepare dinner and left early with Qiu Weishui.

The weather today is good.

   Compared with summer and autumn, the temperature is naturally lower, and with the beginning of winter in the first few days, the temperature at night begins to drop gradually, and once the sun sets, it begins to be cold.

   But today, it is sunny and less windy during the day, and the sea breeze is bright and sunny. It belongs to the warmest and most comfortable Xiaoyang spring weather in the outer islands in winter.

   At this time, the sky on Tianya Island can only be said to be gorgeous. Although the vegetation on the mountain has withered, there are more or less evergreen trees standing on the top of the mountain.

   Among the mountains and peaks, the hills on the island also show a splendid scene.

Looking around, there are the green honeysuckle, the yellow of the sun, and the red of the sunbathing. Standing on the mountain and looking at the four seas, the calm sea is not stained by wind, frost, and waves. A dazzling warm winter map of mountains and seas.

  Wang Yi and Qiuwei sailed down hand in hand. It was a good afternoon. The sun was walking slowly, and the people who were basking in the warm sunshine were also lazy.

  The sky is blue, the white clouds and the wind are also leisurely, Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui are walking slowly, it seems that time will pass more slowly.

   The rest of the team was very busy, and some outsiders came to do errands. When they saw Wang Yi, they would quickly say a few words politely, in order to get closer and get acquainted with each other.

   Everyone knows that Wang Yi has the ability, and following Wang Yi will do good things.

   One of them happened to be from Lijiazhuang on Duobao Island, and Wang Yi entrusted him to help him pass a message to Li Yanjing and ask Li Yanjing to come over for dinner at night.

   Pedestrians are in a hurry, and the elderly such as Shou Xing Ye live simply, and they are also lazy and slow.

  The old people still stay in front of the ancestral hall to bask in the sun, just like when Wang Yi first came here in the spring. The difference is that now they no longer pass the time by catching fleas and lice, but gather together to listen to the radio and play opera.

  There is a big teapot and two thermos next to the birthday star. The old men each have a teacup and a handful of peanuts. They eat slowly and drink slowly. Basically, this is their dinner.

   After eating and drinking all afternoon, they went back to sleep in the newly issued quilts of the production team, and no longer had to eat dinner alone.

   Seeing Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui, Lord Shou Xing called them over to rest as usual, and grabbed a handful of peanuts from a small bamboo basket for them.

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "Don't eat it, Lord Shou Xing, you should also eat less, there will be a banquet in the evening."

   Lord Shou Xing laughed out loud: "Haha, I know, I know, eat fatty pork at night."

   "The last time I dug a well, I promised the Dragon King that the next time I eat fatty pork, I will let the Dragon King eat a piece first. I didn't expect this pork to be eaten so quickly."

   The other old people couldn't help but smile.

   They either prepare steamed steamed buns or steamed rice at home. It must be a good meal tonight.

   The weather in Xiaoyangchun is really the best reward God has given to the common people in winter.

  The winter at sea is not easy, the humidity is too high, the body feels very bad, and the bright sunshine can heat up and steam the cold accumulated at night.

   In this way, the sea breeze in the four fields has become warm, and the ancestral hall is protected from the wind. It is really beautiful for the old men to bask in the sun here.

  The students who watched the slaughtering pigs were also delighted. They took root and got together, watching Sun Zhengnan, Colander and others busy.

   At this time, a pig has been killed. The pork and ribs are disassembled and brought back to soak in blood water. The pigs are washed separately and then cooked separately.

  When Wang Yi arrived, they were killing the second pig, and the colander was leading people to enema—or rather, enema.

The outer islands also have the custom of enumerating blood sausages after killing pigs, similar to those in the Northeast, but they are called frost sausages, because pig blood is far more easily spoiled than pork, so when the temperature is high, I don’t dare to make this stuff, I have to wait until the weather is cold. will do when.

  In the past, the outer islands were sent to the Shuangjiang blood sausage, so it was called the frost sausage.

   It was decided long ago that the pigs were to be slaughtered today. The public restaurant bought some casings, and this time the colander presided over the action of filling the intestines.

  The students greedily watched as the creamy sausages fell on the shelves and basked in the sun, and some people swallowed their saliva greedily.

  The poor families in the outer islands sometimes can’t afford pork during the festivals, so they will buy two pieces of cream sausage back for their children to have fun.

  This is the most popular meat snack in the outer islands. The price is cheap. If you eat it at street stalls, a bowl is as low as 10 cents.

  In the current weather, there are stalls selling cream sausages on the pier. The customers are laborers, sailors, carts and livestock, and those who cast nets and shake oars to work hard.

  Frost sausage stalls generally do not accept business from ordinary people, because a bowl of frost sausage is not expensive, and there is no profit. What they earn is wine money.

   This stall also sells sake, and it is sweet potato yaki that is cheaper than Ichima yaki.

   As winter approaches, sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes are harvested. There is a winery in Wengzhou that starts making sweet potato roasts. The wholesale price is only 40 cents per pound.

  Shuangchang stall sells a bowl of 20 cents a bowl, and a bowl is 2 taels. The laborers will eat the creamy sausage with this white wine, and the boss mainly earns the wine money.

   Sister Zhong Yaoyao took a basin and packed up the bones, meat, minced meat, tendons, bones, brains, cartilages, and the like, and packed them together.

   Big Daze brought two load of water over, and they started to rinse.

   Wang Yi asked: "What is this for?"

  The weather was fine and the temperature was high, Zhong Yaoyao was so busy working that her forehead was sweating.

   She wiped her forehead and raised her head and said, "Our director wants to cook it in a pot with some hot and sour pickles, saying it tastes good."

  Wang Yi said: "Oh, it's really not bad, I have to eat a bowl tonight."

   "I'll eat two bowls!" The students immediately shouted.

   "I eat three bowls!"

   "I eat ten..."

  Someone was about to make a big splash, when the person next to him heard his words and quickly interrupted his voice and shouted exaggeratedly: "Ah, you're going to eat shit!"

   Then a few students started fighting.

   Fighting often turns into real fights!

   There are also some members who come to watch the pigs slaughter, which are often female laborers and weak laborers. They don’t have to go out to work at sea, and the hairtail flood has nothing to do with them.

   For the laborers who do not need to go to sea, unless it is to catch up with the fishing flood, they will be free from the beginning of winter, because their main tasks are to cooperate with sea operations and serve the land and farm work.

  After the beginning of winter, there is nothing to live in the fields.

  This year is quite busy. The field is covered with a small greenhouse and some vegetables are planted. Otherwise, the field will be deserted in previous years. Just wait for the radish and Chinese cabbage to mature.

  Winter is here, the year is coming to an end, the hard work of the year is coming to an end, and these labors can give you a rest.

  Wang Yi came over and killed the second pig. Both pigs belonged to the school. The faces of Wang Zhuangyuan and the others were filled with the joy and satisfaction of the harvest.

   This is the pig they raised.

   This is the fruit of their labor.

   Comrade leaders have said that it is only when you do your own work that you have enough food and clothing, and what you earn from your own labor tastes delicious!

   As for whether they will be sad because the pig they raised has feelings for them and was killed? Children of this age have not yet established such a broad foundation of pet affection.

  The pigs in the school have been remembered by the students from the first day they entered the pigpen.

   They have been waiting for the day to slaughter pigs!

   The first batch of frost sausages was filled, Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui carried a pot and walked to the top of the mountain.

   This journey can be quite hard, so take a break.

   When we reached the mountain road, someone suddenly shouted: "Mr. Wang, how can you do this hard work? Put it down and let me do it!"

  Wang Yi looked back and saw a man with a pole and two male dolls running.

   Chu Erlong.

   Mason Erpi is back.

   He smiled and said, "Comrade Chu Erlong, are you quitting your job? Are these two little classmates your children? Are they sent to school?"

  Er Zhu politely handed him a cigarette, but Wang Yi didn't smoke, so he took back the cigarette case and put it in his trouser pocket, saying, "Yes, I quit my job and came to work."

"Actually, it was easy for me to quit my job. After I went back on Monday, I told the unit leader that I wanted to resign. After two days of cleaning up my work, they let me go - I'm a temporary worker, I'm not editing, when will I leave? Anything."

"I was going to come here two days ago, but when I came across a student test, the teacher told me that the test papers in the city are different from those in the county, so let the baby take the test in the school first. After the test, I packed my luggage at home and officially came here today. !"

   He was carrying a pole, and there were sacks hanging horizontally at the front and back. This was his belongings.

   Today's people don't have anything to do, they have a blanket, a set of clothes for a season, and tableware and chopsticks for eating, and nothing else.

   He put down the pole and lifted the big wooden basin. Wang Yi even said no, but Erzhu was very stubborn and insisted on lifting the wooden basin.

   The two children watched curiously next to each other, and the younger brother coveted: "It's all cream sausages, there are a lot of cream sausages, Dad, buy me a bowl of cream sausages to eat."

The boss also said: "Yes, Dad, you can't take your word for it, you are the one who sold frost sausage on the dock just now. I asked Xiaotuan for it. You said that you would buy it for us next time you saw it, and now we have it! "

  Er Pig stared but helpless.

   Just now I took the children to the county pier and ran into a stall selling cream sausages. The two children couldn't walk when they smelled the fragrance, and kept clamoring for food.

  Er Zhu was very tight on his hands, and now he resigned from the unit and didn't know what the future would be like, so he resorted to tricks to fool the children, saying, "Next time, definitely".

   It turned out that this 'next time' was a good one, and when it came to the production team, I ran into the cream sausage again!

   Just when he was embarrassed, Wang Yi smiled and said: "No need to buy, today's mid-term exam is over, our school and production team must have a good meal."

   "In the evening, each of you will have a bowl of cream sausage, as well as a bowl of stewed pork and rice, let's have a good time!"

  The two children, Datuan and Xiaotuan, immediately raised their heads to look at him when they heard this, their faces full of surprise: "Really? Is there rice and stewed pork?"

   "Retractor hooks, we retract hooks, hooks cannot be changed for a hundred years!"

  Er Pig slapped his younger son on the back of the head: "What is the hook? Teacher Wang is your principal, you are pulling the hook with him, rebel!"

  Wang Yi stopped him, pulled the hooks with the two children, and said, "Come on, you go up with me, and pad your stomachs before eating."

   He estimated that the two children did not eat a hot meal at noon.

   The production team is grinding shrimp.

  The sun-dried red shrimp and white shrimp are spread on the ground and run over it with a wooden shovel. Soon the shrimp skin is broken. At this time, it is lifted up with a wooden shovel, the frivolous shrimp skin is blown away by the wind, and the plump shrimp falls to the ground.

   is the same as picking up wheat in an inland farmhouse.

  Wang Yi greeted him, and the busy member immediately gave him a bag of dried shrimps: "It's all selected red rice, and the oil has come out. Teacher Wang will bring it back for a drink."

   Greeting guests tonight, so Wang Yi was not polite and said, "Okay!"

   They took the dried shrimps up the mountain, so that the cream sausages had to be hung up quickly when they reached the top of the mountain.

  The wind is blowing and the sun is drying, try to let the casings dry, and the wrapped pig blood is stronger.

  Two stoves were lit in the big stove-it was too late tonight with three big iron pots.

  Wang Yi greeted Erzhu and the big group and the small group to sit down.

   He said to Ugly Cat Wang at the door: "Cat boy, go get a bowl of wine, and get the essence of food!"

   Wang Ugly Cat immediately got in.

  Erzhu rubbed his hands embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Wang, don't say I don't have self-knowledge, didn't you give me that wine?"

  Wang Yi said: "It's for you. It's a long journey. You must be tired now, right? Have a couple of sips to relieve fatigue, eat a good meal at night, watch TV, and go to bed early."

   "And TV?" The big group stood up suddenly.

  Er Pig hurriedly glared at him: "Sit down, let the stove rest honestly, look at you, there are no rules!"

   Xiaotuan said weakly: "Dad, I want to watch TV, now it's playing "The Warrior of Heroes", I heard Zhang Yuanyuan say..."

   "Let's see at night." Erzhu glared at him again.

   He is a short-tempered man. He doesn't know how to take care of children, but only understands the ancestral truth of "a filial son comes from a stick".

  Wang Yi greeted the two children with a smile, gave them a handful of dried shrimp, and was about to ask Ugly Cat Wang to bring some snacks, but saw the two children staring at the dried fish in the big stove.

  It is all sweet and sun-dried things, such as dried squid, dried skinned fish, dried small yellow croaker, dried horse step fish and so on.

   In winter, there are few people who are busy. At this time, one's mouth wants to be busy. This is how people are, and they can't be lonely all over the body.

  Dried fish is the most popular snack. For example, in the current Xiaoyang spring weather, mackerel fillets, skinned fish, etc. can be dried in just one day, and then simply fried and marinated, which becomes a snack.

  Wang Yi went to pick up a few pieces of dried fish, put them on the stove, and eat them while grilling.

   If you have a stove to bake dried fish, you must bake dried sweet potatoes.

Now every family in the team has divided the sweet potatoes. The students run home in the cold wind after school. The happiest thing is to pick them up on the stove where their grandparents are burning fire. They are going to pick up a simmered sweet potato, peel it off and eat it. One bite.

  Sweet and warm!

   Qiu Weishui went and brought back a bag of dried sweet potatoes, which was her snack.

   She didn't choose to roast sweet potatoes, which would not be able to eat at night, so she put the sweet potatoes on the stove to warm them up, roasted them, and the hard dried sweet potatoes softened in the cold wind.

   At this time, she gave the big group and the small group to eat, and the two children took a bite and saliva suddenly flowed down.

   Xiaotuan was even more filial and hurriedly put it into Erzhu's mouth: "Dad, try it, this dried sweet potato is so delicious, it's as delicious as Mom's drying."

   Datuan said: "It's better than Mom's drying. It must have been marinated with honey. It's really sweet."

  Er Pig took a bite of the dried sweet potato, and his eyes suddenly became wet.

   He wiped the corners of his eyes secretly, and said to Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui, "I'll have to go to thank Uncle Sheng later, he's really the right choice for him to lead me to your production team, it's great here."

   "To tell you the truth, the last time I, I ate dried sweet potatoes was at the end of the previous year. My wife was still there at the time. She had dried a lot of dried sweet potatoes, and she had dried a lot of dried sweet potatoes..."

   Having said this, tears suddenly rolled down.

   is very abrupt.

  The big group and the small group were stunned, and subconsciously snuggled up with sweet potatoes in their mouths. The sudden collapse of their father's emotions and the rolling tears made them feel terrified.

Qiu Weishui next to    stretched out his arms to embrace the two dolls, big and small, patted them lightly and said, "Would you like to drink soda? Teacher Xiaoqiu, will you two drink a bottle of soda? You can warm up the soda."

  Er Zhu hurriedly wiped his face, gave Wang Yi an embarrassed smile, nodded and bowed repeatedly:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just like this, rough, my brain is not good, in fact, when my wife just died, I didn't feel anything, I couldn't cry when I cried, and people were scolded already."

   "But now sometimes I suddenly think of something, and I can't help crying."

"The year before last, my wife was in bad health. She insisted on cooking and drying a lot of dried sweet potatoes. She said that she was gone. After the two children, she couldn't even eat the dried sweet potatoes that her mother dried, so she dried a lot. Let me, let me dried and stored..."

   Having said this, his eyes turned red again, and he quickly lowered his head and tried to sniff his nose to suppress his emotions:

   "Later she was gone, relatives and friends helped my house, and there was nothing good for them at home, so I gave them the sweet potatoes, alas, alas!"

   I can’t say anything more after that.

  Teardrops fell to the ground one by one.

  Wang Yi also patted him on the shoulder to comfort him and said, "It's okay, your reaction is normal now, just calm down for a while when you feel uncomfortable."

   Qiu Weishui said in a soft voice: "Comrade Chu, don't be sad. Your previous reaction was normal. When my parents died, I didn't feel very sad or sad."

"After a few days, when everything calmed down, I was going to eat. When I saw the dried tofu that my father liked to eat, I was delighted to ask him to serve the table. At that moment, I suddenly realized that I had no father. My father left me forever, and at that moment I was the same as you are now, and suddenly I couldn't stop crying."

   "It was like this for a long time, or I saw the clothes that my mother sewed for me, or the little toys my father made me in the corner..."

   She shook her head with a wry smile, "Then it will suddenly feel uncomfortable."

  Wang Yi took her hand and nodded firmly to her.

  Er Pig wiped his face with his rough palms and said with a smile: "Yes, that's it. At that time, hey, I was really like this. I didn't know what was going on at the time, and I wasn't sad anyway."

   "It didn't work after that, later, ah, ah," he sighed a few times, his face sullen, "I would encounter some things from time to time, remember some things from the past, and then I couldn't control the discomfort, especially uncomfortable!"

  Wang Yi handed him the wine bowl and said, "Drink a sip of wine to suppress your mood. You will be busy with us in the future, so you won't have time to feel uncomfortable!"

  Erzhu took the wine bowl with both hands and nodded gratefully to him and Qiu Weishui: "Mr. Wang, talk to me when the team is of use to me."

   "I'm an old farmer and can't speak, but see you later, don't look at what I say, just look at what I do!"

   (end of this chapter)