Chapter 717 Business trip (1)
It was rare to get back home before eight o'clock so that Jiang Feng, who hadn't done anything for a long time, didn't know how to make fish. He turned on the TV and scanned all the popular TV series in the app, but couldn't find one he wanted to watch. of. Wu Minqi had no interest in watching TV. Jiang Feng felt that Zhang Guanghang's homemade dishes might have irritated her a little, so she took a shower early and went back to her room to sleep, and turned off the lights in the room before nine o'clock.
Jiang Feng was sitting in the living room, watching a short drama about legal education on the legal channel.
Looking at it, Jiang Feng felt that these things were not as interesting as looking at memories.
Wait, memory.
Jiang Feng finally remembered the memories lying in the props column that no one cared about.
Clicking on the properties panel to open the item bar, Jiang Feng found that there were quite a few memories lying there [a memory of Zhang Chu] [a memory of Zhao Lanhua] [a memory of Jiang Weiming] [a memory of Jiang Weiguo] and those he had not seen before [A memory fragment of Sun Maocai], it can be said that the memories of the elderly group are all together. If there is another memory of Peng Changping or Qin Guisheng, maybe the all-star lineup will debut.
There are too many memories. Where to start is also a problem. Jiang Feng hesitated for a while, but finally chose [a memory of Zhang Chu].
Based on past experience, Zhang Chu's memory must be related to Cao Guixiang.
Produced by Guixiang, it must be a high-quality product.
Jiang Feng just sat on the sofa and clicked on [A Memory of Zhang Chu] very casually. As he clicked, he sighed in his heart that he was becoming more and more bold now. He dared to look at memories as long as no one was anywhere. He clicked yes, and was immediately surrounded by the thick fog. shrouded.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Jiang Feng felt that as soon as he closed and opened his eyes, the fog dissipated. He appeared in a standard country mud house, standing at the door. The door was open, and the room was small and furnished. It's very simple, just a bed and a cabinet, not even a table or chair. There were several bamboo baskets covered with cloth in the corner. The cloth was dusty and covered with dust, covering the bamboo baskets tightly.
The last time Jiang Feng saw a similar house like this was still in Han Guishan's memory. The house Han Guishan lived in at the village chief's house when he first sold goods was almost like this, with a similar layout. The bed with dusty walls was also very simple. There was a small paper window that was closed to block the wind and opened to let in the sunlight. However, the room where Han Guishan lived had a desk and chair because the village chief's son had to study and do homework.
Just as Jiang Feng was looking at the room, he vaguely heard someone talking not far away. The voices of the two people speaking were low and unreal. Jiang Feng could hear it only because of the poor sound insulation of the house. Jiang Feng followed the voice and walked out of the room, confirming that the voice came from next door.
The room next door was obviously larger than this one, and the door was closed. Jiang Feng walked directly through the wall and ran into Zhang Chu who was talking to a lean and dark middle-aged man.
This room is also a bedroom, much larger than the one next door, and more fully furnished. Not only was there a large cabinet that was taller than a person, the cabinet was locked and obviously contained valuables, but there was also a long wooden bench and a small square table. Perhaps because there was only one wooden bench, the two people in the room just stood around the table instead of sitting down.
At this time, Zhang Chu can no longer be called a handsome young man. He is still handsome, but he cannot be called a young man anymore. Zhang Chu is thin and straight, and his face still has the same angular and upright handsome face that makes people think he must be a good man at a glance. He is wearing a white short shirt that has turned yellow due to wearing it for too long. It's like wearing a new summer style.
Compared with the last time I remembered it, Zhang Chu's eyebrows at this time were a little more calm, and a little less energetic and shy as a young man. It can be seen that these years of experience have made him change a lot, and he has become darker. Quite a few, although the face has not changed much, the temperament has changed.
"Captain, I understand the truth. It's not like I didn't go to other villages to work as a migrant worker in the past two years, but this year is really different. In the past few years, the migrant workers didn't go to places so far away, right?" Zhang Chu said, "Guixiang has to take care of her children at home. Chiyuan is just learning to walk and needs someone to watch over her. Guixiang and I are inexperienced."
"We are all educated youths. There are no old people and no brothers or sisters in this family. As you just said, this time we have to go far enough to live in Longkou Production Brigade. This stay can last for at least a week. This more than a week will make us feel better. Guixiang is alone at home, has to work and take care of her children, so she is too busy. ”
"Xiao Zhang, I can understand what you are saying, but the captain of the Longkou Production Team came to our production team to see me, and his attitude was very sincere. You have been here for more than two years. What is the situation here? You also know that there is a shortage of carpenters!" The team leader sighed, "Before you came, there were only one carpenter in the seven or eight production brigades around us. Originally, our production team had to go to other villages to borrow carpenters for jobs."
"Longkou Production Brigade is far away from us. Usually even if we borrow carpenters for work, they would not come to us. But this time it is different. Their carpenter Liao broke his handle after falling into a ditch, and all the farm tools in the village are waiting to be repaired. It used to be one-for-one exchange of workers, but now they are willing to exchange one for two. Our production team is short of labor, look at this..."
Zhang Chu hesitated for a moment: "Actually, it's not impossible to go to Longkou Production Team, it's just the work points..."
"It's the same as before, once the record is full, I'll remember it for a few days!" the captain immediately assured, patting his chest.
"If there are too many farm tools, I may need Guixiang to come with me to help."
"No problem, let's go together. All the work points will be credited. It's easy to arrange it if you two live in the same house."
"That Chiyuan..."
"Send it to my house and let your aunt help take care of it for a few days. You don't know your aunt's level of taking care of the child yet. It must be fine. Chi Yuan may run away when you come back." The captain said.
"That's fine, I just need to trouble the captain and my aunt. When will we go? I can go home and pack my things." Zhang Chu finally agreed.
The captain immediately beamed: "We'll leave in a moment. Your Uncle Zhao will drive a tractor to the town to haul fertilizer later. You and Guixiang can save a dozen miles by walking a short distance. The au pair over there will be here at noon today." We’ve arrived at our village and will go to the fields soon.”
Zhang Chu:?
Zhang Chu, who looked confused, was sent out enthusiastically by the captain. Not only did he stuff a piece of cooked corn with him, but he also told him to go home quickly, pack his things, and send his son over. He should set off as soon as possible, as the tractor would not wait for anyone.
Zhang Chu was gnawing corn while thinking about what had just happened. He had eaten only half of the corn and walked to the door of his house before he realized that he had been tricked just now, but it seemed that he had not suffered a loss and had made a profit.
Zhang Chu shook his head and walked into the courtyard.
Cao Guixiang was squatting with a bowl and feeding porridge to her son who was restless in the chair and always wanted to crawl out.
In the bowl is a very delicate sweet potato porridge. The sweet potatoes are mixed with a little rice. It is fragrant and sweet. You can tell that it is a favorite of children.
"Why did you come back just now? The rice should still be hot in the pot and you can eat it by yourself. Hey, where did you get the corn?" Cao Guixiang noticed the half-eaten corn in Zhang Chu's hand.
"The captain just gave it to me," Zhang Chu said.
Cao Guixiang didn't pay attention: "Oh, you went to the captain's house to repair something this morning? Did the chair leg break again? Next time you repair it more firmly and don't break it every two months, even if those boys in his family are restless Pi Shi also likes to run around and bumps into tables and chairs easily. This happens so frequently that the captain should be suspicious.”
"No, I was repairing my hoe in the morning." Zhang Chu continued to gnaw on the corn, "I have repaired it since you told me last time. Even if the boys in their family bump into each other every day, they still won't be able to repair it this year. The captain just told me Talking about au pairing.”
Cao Guixiang stuffed a mouthful of sweet potato porridge into her son's mouth, and looked up at Zhang Chu: "When are you going? Aren't the villages next door changed a few months ago?"
"Go to the Longkou Production Brigade. It's a long way to go. You have to live somewhere. The captain said, let's go together and leave later. We can also use Uncle Zhao's tractor to walk less. Chi Yuan has been here for a few days. God sent it to his home.”
As soon as Zhang Chu finished speaking, Cao Guixiang stopped feeding him and stood up. Zhang Chiyuan, with his mouth still wide open, looked at his mother with a blank look on his face. He was obviously very confused about why the meal was not being fed.
"If you didn't tell me earlier, you take Chi Yuan to the captain's house first, and I'll pack things. This kid can only walk a few steps in the past few days, but he's been very noisy. He climbed up on the floor without paying attention. I've washed all my clothes. But come here, I’m not honest when I’m feeding, I always think about it I just wanted to let my aunt take care of it for two days." As soon as Cao Guixiang put the bowl on the floor, she went into the house to pack her things. Seeing Zhang Chu still standing there, she urged, "What are you still doing? Hurry up and hug Chi Yuan. Go ahead.”
Zhang Chu:......
"This meal..."
"I've eaten half a bowl and I'm not hungry anymore. After you carry him over, just tell your aunt and ask her to feed Chi Yuan another small piece of sweet potato." Cao Guixiang said and entered the house.
"Clothes..."
"Send it over when I finish it."
Zhang Chu felt that what Cao Guixiang said made sense. He looked at the bowl on the floor and thought that since his son was born, he had been eating sweet potato rice with cabbage every day. This kind of sweet potato porridge that takes time to cook and consumes firewood can only be eaten in dreams. Arriving, adhering to the principle of not wasting, Zhang Chu picked up the bowl on the floor and drank all the remaining sweet potato porridge in the bowl.
After drinking, I didn't forget to smash the bar in my mouth to express my nostalgia for the good life before having my son.
Zhang Chiyuan, who was waiting for his father to continue feeding him:...
"Wow!!!"
The child's cry suddenly echoed throughout the yard.
"Zhang Chu, what did you do again?!" Cao Guixiang's roar came from the house.
Zhang Chu quickly picked up his son and patted him clumsily a few times, but all he heard was his son's increasingly shrill cries.
"I'll carry him over now, come over now!" Zhang Chu hugged his son and ran away, wind blowing under his feet. He looked like every father who had done something wrong.
Jiang Feng, who witnessed all this:...
He seemed to know how Comrade Wang Xiulian and Comrade Jiang Jiankang felt when they sent him to the countryside to learn cooking when he was a child.
It was probably this kind of farewell style with beating gongs and drums to celebrate the New Year. (End of chapter)