Chapter 682: The Lone Star of Heaven
Under night
Yangjiazhuang, threshing floor.
Three large pots are boiling under the flames, and the hot water is rolling. From time to time, the bones inside rise up from the bottom of the pot, revealing the gray flesh, and then fall down again.
Here are the fat pigs that were slaughtered in the afternoon.
During the day, in addition to six old sows, one boar, and three fat pigs, one was kept for the New Year and one was slaughtered now to reward everyone in Zhuangzi.
Of course, everyone eats all the bones, and life has to go on, so we can't waste it, so the bones are used to make soup in this pot.
As for the pork and the goods, the brigade headquarters unanimously decided to distribute the meat to each family according to the labor force of the village. As for the pig head, it was left to Yang Xiaotao's family.
This is the villagers’ greatest affirmation for the breeding farm created by Yang Xiaotao.
The pig head can only be enjoyed by the most senior Mr. Yang.
Of course, this is a bad habit, a bad habit that cannot be said.
The woman on the side was guarding the cauldron, with a smile on her face, a spoon in her hand, stirring from time to time, and watching the heat.
The women on the other side were cutting potatoes, and people further away were washing more potatoes.
Chop chop
Large chunks of potatoes are cut and thrown directly into the pot. Then the woman holding the spoon digs out a spoonful of coarse salt and pounds it directly into the pot.
A group of children were running around, coming up to smell the aroma of meat from time to time. When they met a kind old woman, she would take out some diced meat and put a piece in each child's mouth.
The adults were sitting on the ground, and the lit bonfire illuminated the smiles of the whole village, young and old.
"Qiuye, when will your man come back."
"Yes, the food made by Brother Yang last time was delicious, but it's a pity that he didn't come back this time."
"You guys just know how to eat. Uncle Tao is a man who does big things, so stop talking nonsense."
Ran Qiuye responded with a smile. Little Duanwu sat on a small chair in front of him and waved to the flames beside him. The two little white teeth exposed were particularly cute.
From time to time, students came over to play, laughing and shouting happily, chasing each other in the dark, and not crying even if they fell.
Ran Qiuye has already fallen in love with this kind of life. Here, there are no worries like those in the courtyard. She goes to school and does her job as a teacher, and after school she becomes a competent mother.
When the man comes back, just be a good wife.
Here, everything is very simple, so simple that you only need to sniff your nose to smell the breath of the countryside, close your eyes and enjoy the care of your 'family'.
"The banquet is open."
As Yang Shitou shouted, someone immediately ran over and brought large bowls to the table.
There wasn't much meat in the bowl, but it was full of oil and water. Together with the overcooked potatoes, a piece of bone that no one had shared became the best thing to reward everyone.
Teacher Hong was given a piece of ribs in his bowl, which was the kindness of the villagers to the teacher.
Looking at the ribs with large pieces of meat in the bowl, Teacher Hong sat with the villagers, as if falling into memories, holding the meat, his eyes suddenly moistened.
"Teacher Hong, eat meat, I have some salt here."
Yang Hui came over from the side with some coarse salt in his hand and said kindly.
Teacher Hong regained his composure and looked at Yang Hui. The young man in front of him, who stuttered when he was nervous, was the top pig farmer in the village.
From breeding sows to picking up piglets, castrating, raising earthworms, and making ingredients, this young man participated in the whole process and was familiar with the work.
Looking at Yang Hui's honest face, Teacher Hong smiled, pinched a handful and sprinkled it on the bones, chewing on it.
"It's so delicious. It would be great if we could have meat to eat every day in the future."
Yang Hui sighed, "I must raise more pigs so that everyone can have meat to eat every day in the future."
< br>"Okay, this ambition is enough! Let me help you."
"Yeah!"
Hearing Yang Hui's words, Teacher Hong suddenly smiled and took a big bite, enjoying the taste of the meat. very nice.
The whole party lasted until midnight, and then everyone left the threshing floor and went home.
Ran Qiuye hugged the little Dragon Boat Festival, and the little guy fell asleep on his shoulders. Next to him, the Yang Shitou family also held their children, and everyone went home to rest while talking and laughing.
In the middle of the night, Teacher Hong sat at the table, under the kerosene lamp, and wrote three pieces of paper about what he saw and heard, as well as the details of breeding, and then put them in an envelope.
I thought for a moment and then wrote four words on the surface of the envelope, 'Brother Han personally writes this'.
……
Morning, Sijiucheng, hospital.
After Qin Huairu finished the food provided by the hospital, she lay on the bed and looked at the moon outside the window. She felt much better than living at home.
Of course, it would be better if Banggeng and the three of them were here and could all eat this food.
In order to provide patients with adequate nutrition, although the meals provided by the hospital are not very delicious, they are sufficient.
The most important thing is that as a work-related injury worker, I learned from my colleagues in the same ward that these steel rolling mills will be reimbursed.
Of course, you can only buy chicken soup like the old man at home.
Qin Huairu felt bitter when she thought of the uncle.
She also heard from people in the ward today that Yi Zhonghai's injury was not serious this time, and the thigh injury did not damage the bones. He could be discharged after the bleeding was stopped.
But there was another news that she could not expect.
Yi Zhonghai’s descendant Gen was injured.
If the Silly Pillar can still be used even if one is missing, it should be no problem to give birth to a child except that it is not enough.
But Yi Zhonghai is missing a piece, can it still be used in the future?
Although she has no way of having children, in order to catch Yi Zhonghai, certain things must be done.
If Yi Zhonghai is no longer interested in this matter, then the only thing that can tie him up is retirement.
After sorting out the future possibilities in his heart, Qin Huairu sighed heavily.
Then I thought of Guo Dapizi. This one has just been online, but...
One waist is missing. I don’t know what to do in the future.
After thinking about it, Qin Huairu suddenly broke out in a layer of cold sweat.
Counting it down, it seems that all the men who have had a relationship with him have had troubles.
Something happened.
Either die or be disabled.
Thinking of this, Qin Huairu immediately sat up, and panic suddenly appeared on her face. She seemed to be in a daze, feeling that something dirty was staring at her from behind.
Looking back, looking at the white wall, and then suddenly looking aside, it was still the same.
Qin Huairu took a deep breath to calm herself down, and then leaned against the bedside behind her to make herself feel more at ease.
I tapped my left hand on the bed, recalling bit by bit.
The first one to start with was Yang Xiaotao. But Yang Xiaotao didn't get her at all. Others didn't know about this, but she didn't know about it?
But I didn’t get it. Now, I am living a very nourishing life, which is also a foil from the opposite side.
Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and the patients on the side looked at him coldly.
Qin Huairu ignored it and continued counting.
After marrying Jia Dongxu, in those years, everything went wrong.
After so many years of assessment and grading, it’s not that I have no ability, nor that I don’t have anyone to give me guidance, but after marrying Jia Dongxu, I was stunned to sit at the first level of fitter.
Why do you lose money by using a heating stove? How can you buy scrap iron from scrap parts and become disabled?
In the end, no one was left.
As for the other people in the family.
Ms. Jia Zhang had a headache without any warning, and even after going to the hospital, she couldn't be sure. Anyway, she wanted to break her head for a while, so she relied on painkillers every time to save her life, which was all money.
Not to mention minor injuries such as sticking my foot in the ground, I just lost one eye. I have to endure this kind of pain at a young age. Which child around me is like this?
It’s just that Xiaodang was held hostage by the bad guys, and he still doesn’t agree with himself.
My family is like this, and the people close to me are not doing well either.
Later, I met Silly Zhu. Now that Silly Zhu has lost all his hair, he is working in the factory to carry out labor camp and pick up excrement.
Then there is Yi Zhonghai.
It goes without saying.
Guo Dashui, who had just taken a crucial step, immediately lost a waist.
Qin Huairu slowly lay on the bed.
At this moment, she had to believe the fact that she was a bad guy.
Any man who follows her will be in trouble.
Qin Huairu closed her eyes in pain, but had to admit this fact.
“Am I really the fate of the evil star?”
Pa tah
Qin Huairu fell on the hospital bed, painfully recalling the scenes, trying to find Reasons for denial.
...
The ward next door.
Guo Dayaozi is leaning sideways, with a wall of meat in front of him, and is feeding him bit by bit with a rice spoon.
Guo Dabozi was preoccupied and just ate mechanically.
The physical ailments made him worried. After all, there was no child at home yet, and judging from the current situation, it would be difficult to have children in the future.
Glancing at his wife, who was devoted to taking care of him, Guo Dabao instinctively felt disgusted and even less interested.
However, what worried him more than the physical pain was what happened in the workshop.
Several brothers came to see him yesterday and told him the news they had learned, which immediately made him feel cold.
If nothing else, he, the workshop director, cannot avoid the responsibility for casualties.
During this time, he was also thinking about what happened.
According to his past rules of conduct, he would not be so rash.
Even if no benefits are gained, there will be no harm.
The golden mean has always been the concept he believed in.
But this time, why are you so radical?
Guo Dayao thought and recalled that the origin of everything slowly changed after Yi Zhonghai came to the workshop.
The person directly responsible for this accident is Yi Zhonghai.
If he hadn't changed the drawings and modified the parameters, this wouldn't have happened.
Finding the source, Guo Dayai looked at Yi Zhonghai not far away, his eyes filled with resentment.
But now, what can he do?
A long sigh, the chicken soup dripping from the corner of his mouth, still unconscious.
When the wife on the side saw him, she could only wipe him with a handkerchief, but Guo Dabo didn't respond.
Women have long been accustomed to this.
"Yi Zhonghai, Yi Zhonghai, I shouldn't have wanted him when he was kicked out of the first workshop!"
"Oh. What a mistake!"
I just hope The rolling mill can remember his hard work and leave a way out for him.
...
Not far away, a aunt was also holding a lunch box, asking Yi Zhonghai to eat something.
Yi Zhonghai shook his head, looking downcast.
There was nothing the aunt could do, she thought it was because of the resection.
“Lao Yi, what do you want to eat? I’ll cook it for you.”
Yi Zhonghai shook his head but still said nothing.
What Guo Dapiao can think of, Yi Zhonghai is not stupid either, so he naturally understands the consequences of this.
Otherwise, the steel rolling mill would not just send a director to come and take a look. The fact that neither of the two factory directors came shows their attitude.
This time, I’m sad.
“How much savings does the family have?”
Yi Zhonghai suddenly spoke, and the aunt was stunned for a moment, then looked around and slowly stretched out her left hand.
“That’s it?”
The eldest mother nodded.
Yi Zhonghai sighed, his savings over the years amounted to more than this.
Who would have thought that he, a dignified eighth-level fitter, would only have this little money left in his family?
The loss made it difficult for him to breathe.
Then, there was deep doubt.
Why on earth is his pension fund almost gone?
He just wants to find someone to provide for him in old age. Why can't he do such a simple thing?
Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he lay on the hospital bed, decadent.
(End of this chapter)