Chapter 22:

The four women and one drama, they saw Li Zhishu began to cry endlessly, poorly and pitifully.
They accused, "Zhi Li, a laggard who unites bad elements! You will let her review."
"Still scare people to go to the police!"
Li Zhishu grimaced and said badly: "Your men are gloriously fighting in front of the engineering team!"
"Go back and review for three days at once. Don't come to work without realizing your mistakes. The project would rather be slower than troublemakers like you!"
The four women heard like a big enemy. Although it was very tiring to open the ditch, they could count a lot of centimeters. After a hard day, ten centimeters would be handy. Where is there so cheap to pick?
They wiped tears in surprise, and the branch secretary was standing on the side of He Erji, and he was very angry and angry.
"I was beaten, and I couldn't do any work in bed, I lost this job again, how can this family live..."
At this time, Li Dali also heard the wind, he said in black, "What's the matter?"
"Still crying, how old are you?"
Li Dali's solemn voice revealed anger, but the four women wiped their tears again, and dared not cry. They grieved in tears.
Li Dali also said: "Fights and tricks. This kind of gangster's demeanor is absolutely necessary! This time your men are wrong, He Heer is wrong. Both sides need to review. You should remember the lesson and try to correct it. Come back to work when you are new."
He glanced at the woman: "Don't feel resentful, even more resentment! Comrade Zhao will sue the police to arrest people. When your production captain, I have no face."
This big stick plus education, the four women left obediently, and did not dare to have any resentment in their hearts.
The captain said that it was their men who caused the trouble, and they made trouble.
...
Li Dali said a few words, and immediately disciplined the people to be obedient, and Zhao Lanxiang saw that it was a convincing.
She said with a smile: "Thank you captain."
Li Dali responded with a deep voice, he said: "You are a young girl who is very good at playing temper."
He paused and continued: "Even if you sue the police, this group fight is very serious, and you are still fighting on the construction site and throwing your face out of Hezitun. Looking back, the brigade will open a review and criticism meeting, He Lao Two and these people have to go up and say a few words, don’t you have an opinion?"
Although Li Dali worked hard all day long, he still had some respect for the cultural people in his heart, and he was also a rare care for the educated youth. Because he had no education, the captain of the team next door was cultured, and he would use technology to guide the members to grow food scientifically, resulting in a bumper harvest every year. He was envious. He knew that he had suffered a lack of education, so he went to the educated youth for help. Although the educated youth dolls are not good at farming, they are a rare enthusiasm. Li Dali also "armed" his first production team with knowledge.
Of course Zhao Lanxiang was not happy, but the situation of the top ten boards on each side is already Li Dali's most "tolerant" concession. She told Li Dali: "If the person who beats someone is willing to apologize, I can forget it."
Li Dali responded without thinking, "Success."
After he finished speaking, he went with Li Hongde.
Zhao Lanxiang went to He Songbai's room and looked at him.
Sister He knocked his head and taught his brother:
"Fight, fight again."
"Let you fight."
"You are disobedient. Granny, sad and dead."
Yesterday, He Sanya went to her crying, but she couldn't find her and came back to find Zhao Lanxiang. The posture alarmed her elderly grandmother. Sister He didn't dare to let her brother go to see her grandmother. His limping look, how sad it should be for the elderly!
Actually, Sister He didn't know why his brother had to fight with others, only to think that he had learned again.
He Songbai did not hide or refute, he let his elder sister knock on his hiss.
Zhao Lanxiang looked a little unbearable outside the window, trying to stop Sister He from knocking her head. But she looked at Sister He, although she was knocking hard, her hand was still a bit decent, and her lips did not move.
After Sister He had finished teaching his brother to leave, Zhao Lanxiang crept into He Songbai's house.
She said, "Just fell to the ground?"
He Songbai twitched his lips furiously, "Can you keep these things tied?"
Zhao Lanxiang took a careful look at the man, and couldn't help but laugh. He was already thin. After adding these boards, he became more like a skinny wooden man. His feet were like compasses.
Besides being funny, she said bitterly: "Your elder sister is right, you can't fight anymore. This time the captain comes to speak, and you will go to the review meeting next week to reflect on yourself deeply."
He Songbai hummed lightly.
Zhao Lanxiang flicked his head gently with his thumb and asked, "Do you know how to write a review book?"
She followed through: "I tell you, the review book should overwhelm the enemy, be positive, and be strategically roundabout. The landlord component is also awesome. The landlord component is still a unity and transformable element.
If you do a serious review and the review is correct, the Pan family’s unreasonable group beatings are a violation of the harmonious and friendly collective style, destroying production and dragging socialism behind. Let's work hard, raise our heads and stand up to be a man, we dare not look down on ourselves, and the people around us dare not underestimate you. "
Let's watch him spend his days in prosperity for two years. Who dares to underestimate the He family? Two years later, the landlord's "hat" should be taken off...
Zhao Lanxiang said a word, He Songbai suddenly squeezed her face, her voice softly said:
"Okay, listen to you."
Zhao Lanxiang suddenly blushed, and she was blushing for the axe in front of her Luban door.
How can she just show off something superficial in front of this "commercial predator" in the future?
She coughed a little and said: "In short... let the villagers understand that you have a sincerity close to the collective, don't let them misunderstand you too much."
Although He Songbai's appearance was calm, his heart could not calm down anymore, and the magma sprayed out of his heart was molten and hot.
The usual indifference in his eyes completely melted into a pool of spring water. He seemed to feel the fire burning his body and mind, letting him feel the light and power.
This woman cares about him from the heart! In addition to loved ones, He Songbai has never felt the care of others!
He tried his best to restrain his voice so that it would not tremble or be so strange.
He asked, "Will you listen?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded vigorously, "Of course, the review will be embarrassing. There will always be mistakes in a person's life, and it is impossible to do everything."
Zhao Lanxiang can see that although many people despise the landlord element of the He family, at least Li Dali has little prejudice against He Songbai. Otherwise, he wouldn't just come over to help the siege. It’s just a review, it’s not criticism, don’t worry.
In fact, Zhao Lanxiang is more afraid of the hurdle of He Songbai's failure to kill people. Although the review will be disgraceful, those who have experienced it will leave a deep vigilance in their hearts and think twice about everything in the future.
After finishing the topic of the review meeting, her words suddenly changed and asked He Songbai: "Well... Do you want to drink chicken soup tomorrow?"
Zhao Lanxiang remembered that he was sucking the wonton skin carefully in the hospital, saying that he had not eaten the white noodles and had no clothes to wear. He was sad.
Before he was sure, He Songbai was as cold and fierce as the head of a bastard. She cooked the food and he didn't even ignore it. Now that the relationship is settled, she can feed him more food in a fair and honest manner. The old man is very good, and he is called a mall general in media magazines. The young and enhanced version in front of him is certainly not bad. The person with a good profile is born.
He Songbai shook his head imperfectly, and reminded her fiercely with a tone: "Don't spend money on me, men should not spend women's money."
The skin was hurt and he was already nervous about what he was doing. His life was cheap and he was good to feed, what chicken soup to drink, wasted.
After he had finished warming up, he suddenly calmed down and found that the woman was actually squatting on his bed.
He Songbai blackened his face and pointed his finger, "There is a stool, sit down."
It's okay for him not to be awake. As soon as he was awake, his temples suddenly jumped around and hurt.
He pointed to Zhao Lanxiang's neck and said, "And your clothes."
Zhao Lanxiang quickly looked down at her dress and found that because of lying beside the bed, her dress corner was a little messy. It didn't show up at all or was tightly held, but He Songbai's entire face was black.
He Songbai raised his eyebrows bitterly, "You go back, I have a sister to take care of me."
Zhao Lanxiang nodded and went out.
He Songbai stood up slowly and strenuously, walked over and locked the door.
Although he agreed to talk to Zhao Lanxiang quietly, he did not treat himself as an object. He knew that this woman would run sooner or later. Since it was an ineffective thing, he would do everything he could to protect her purity and let her I can talk to my friends in the future.
Also...not right, she kissed him, He Songbai thought so, the shocked brain hurt even more.
...
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 pounds of chicken.
A long line has been lined up in front of the store. Almost all of them are directed at the fat white meat and rich and strong powder. Zhao Lanxiang queued to buy chicken and pulled out three pounds of meat tickets.
The salesman in the store held a big knife, and you had to buy the one you cut. If you have bad luck, the net may be chicken neck wings and scraps. It’s no use complaining about bad luck. The salesperson was God this year. In order to avoid this situation, Zhao Lanxiang directly weighed half of the chicken.
The salesperson cut it off with a knife, leaving the chicken to Zhao Lanxiang, leaving the neck and head on the chopping board.
"thanks, thanks."
Zhao Lanxiang thanked again and again, gratefully carrying half of the chicken with buttocks and withdrew from the long dragon team. Although the chicken buttocks were dirty, they were fat. Although Zhao Lanxiang can't understand it, there are really many people who like to eat it.
Well, He Songbai is one.
Zhou Jiazhen bought five pounds of construction powder, and she asked, "Do you have anything else to buy?"
Zhao Lanxiang shook her head and said, "Go to the post office to see if there is any letter from me."
When Zhao Lanxiang went to the post office, he took out a certificate and took his letter. He found that there must be notes in this thick letter. She happened to meet Jiang Li while she was at the post office, and Jiang Li was lying on the table and writing a letter quickly.
She quickly finished writing and folding, put the stamp and threw it into the mailbox. She did not find Zhao Lanxiang and Zhou Jiazhen, and hurriedly left the post office after sending the letter.
Zhao Lanxiang opened her package, and there was a letter from his mother who sent malted milk and a crumpled letter. She read the letter all the way back with relish, and the letter was nothing more than trivial words, such as Xiao Huzi went to school, and Grandpa had trained a bunch of children in the courtyard. ". When Xiao Huzi rests on the weekend, he will be sent to his grandfather for "training" by his cruel parents when it is not bright every day. For short content, Zhao Lanxiang repeatedly read it several times.
Zhou Jiazhen laughed and joked: "I am still so happy to read a letter."
Zhao Lanxiang folded the letter and put it in his pocket. Every time she received the letter was the happiest time for her. However, in the face of Lin Lin’s bills and money sent by her parents, Zhao Lanxiang always felt guilty of accepting it.
She has been able to achieve economic independence, but it is difficult to say in her mouth.
Zhao Lanxiang can almost imagine that if frankly, parents who are honest and kind for most of their lives will be scared by their daughter's "speculation" behavior.
So she made up her mind that she must hide this matter for 78 years, after the happy "spring breeze" blows across the earth.
Zhou Jiazhen said with emotion to Zhao Lanxiang, "When you stay here for a long time, you will gradually find yourself farther and farther away from home."
She looked down, her expression seemingly lost.
Zhao Lanxiang pulled out of the thoughts of missing her parents and comforted her. "Did you want to go home?"
Zhou Jiazhen nodded, his eyes were a little hot and humid.
"Which of the children who leave home do not want to go home?"
Zhou Jiazhen sighed, "I didn't know how many times I cried in the bed during the first year of going to the countryside. At that time, I went to the countryside to earn a lot of food and drink. Every year on the Spring Festival, I took the train to go home. It was my happiest time. .
I think how good it would be if I could go home! Even if I go back to do the hardest and most tiring work, I’m not afraid of mining, coal mining, or doing railway drudgery. I can bear all kinds of hardships and sins. Okay, I’m just afraid..."
She said with a choked throat, and her tears suddenly fell out.
"I'm just afraid that they are suddenly, sick... uncomfortable, and I can't stand by and do filial piety. This is the most sad and sad thing for the children."
Zhou Jiazhen accepted the unknown word "Leave".
She doesn't want to take root in Hezitun, no matter how good the scenery is here, how passionate the partners are, how serious the teachers are, but where there are no parents... Nowhere is her home.
She didn't want to take a family root in the ditch at all!
When he was excited and enthusiastic to ask for a place to go to the countryside, Zhou Jiazhen never thought of going home but became a top problem!
She was in tears when she missed her homesick on the big streets where passersby were.
Perhaps one or two pedestrians occasionally stopped and looked at her unbearably, seeing sorrow in her eyes, with encouragement and comfort on her face and continuing to move forward.
Who in the world hasn't been sad enough to make people want to cry? Only some people's tears did not flow out, but 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 can definitely go home within two years."
Zhou Jiazhen wiped her tears with her sleeves, sadly choked and said, "How do I believe you, are you Huang Daxian?"
Zhao Lanxiang said: "I'm not sure I am more spiritual than Huang Daxian."
Zhao Lanxiang thought about it and felt very uneasy. When passing by the bookstore, he bought a book for Zhou Jiazhen.
The number of banned books this year is particularly large, so it is forbidden to read that way, so the book types in the bookstore are monotonous. The Red Book is the best-selling book, and it fills almost all obvious places. She had been looking around for a week, and wanted to buy Zhou Jiazhen a book called Soul Chicken Soup.
Finally, she bought a copy of "How Steel Is Made" and gave it to Zhou Jiazhen. This clumsy way made Zhou Jiazhen happy anyway.
The old educated youths who went to the countryside a few years ago are really easy to collapse their mentality after spending a long time in the local area. Zhao Lanxiang had never been an educated youth, and heard about it. Newspapers also published news of educated youth suicide.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at Zhou Jiazhen's eyes and said seriously: "Although the road is tortuous, the future must be bright. A person has hope, and he will not be defeated... Keep studying and studying."
Zhou Jiazhen said: "I like your gift very much, thank you."
"Someday, I must give you a gift."
Zhao Lanxiang and Zhou Jiazhen returned to Hezitun together, and Zhao Lanxiang took her back to the He family.
She said: "Wait for me, let me stew a chicken broth first."
Zhou Jiazhen did not refute, she casually found a stool in the fire room and sat down, holding the book with interest and began to read it with interest.
Zhao Lanxiang started to pick up the chicken, cleaned it, cut it into pieces, poured a few drops of rice wine, and sliced ​​ginger.
Chicken is actually a very real food, even if it doesn't need any seasoning, it can be stewed slowly with patience, it can also cook a pot of delicious soup. The time and the simmering fire at the bottom of the pot are enough to let every inch of the chicken's essence gradually penetrate into the soup water, and the golden oil shines from the edge of the casserole in a circle.
The misty mist rose, and the medlars of cherry red rose in the boiling water. The dried mushrooms gradually absorbed the umami of the chicken, releasing their own glycol, and the flavors were harmoniously melted in a pot. Zhao Lanxiang sat in front of the stove, her plain white face reflected in the fire, and there was a trace of anticipation in her eyes.
She brought out a bowl and gave it to Zhou Jiazhen. "By the way, make another bowl, please drink it."
Zhou Jiazhen didn't know the part of the book, and raised his head and eyes with a touch of emotion.
If at ordinary times, Zhou Jiazhen will not be willing to eat other people's meat. Every time she finishes eating, she will leave food or meat tickets, but this time she is not willing to restrain herself, she wants to indulge once.
She buried her head and sipped the chicken broth carefully. The hot chicken broth was delicious and delicious. Every drop of broth was so fresh that the sweetness and richness of the taste were so tolerant as the mother’s care, letting her blow summer The cool breeze studying by the sun window also felt the warmth of the home.
This chicken soup has the taste of home.
She sipped the soup happily, the moment the chicken broth slid down her throat, tears suddenly flowed down...
The author has something to say: Food, sometimes lies in the mood to eat it.
Under certain circumstances, it can be a dose of healing medicine.