The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

A pot of zongzi was cooked until ten o'clock in the evening.

Yang Luoyan yawned and went back to the room, Wu Yuan couldn't help but feel distressed and said: "Can our family eat so many zongzi, that it hurts you so much?"

Yang Luoyan lifted the thin blanket, and leaned close to her husband, like a lazy Persian cat, it grunted twice, and then breathed evenly.

In fact, Wu Yuan was secretly delighted.

He discovered that his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan was the same person as himself.

Even in a garment factory with nearly a thousand people, he is the same, but he is still a good wife, mother and filial daughter when he returns home.

If there is a wife like this, what can the husband ask for?

In the new week, the Dragon Boat Festival is just around the corner.

Breakfast is of course the newly cooked rice dumplings last night.

Beigang is used to sweet ones, but there are very few salty ones.

It is usually eaten with sugar.

This is actually quite attractive to Wu Yuan's generation, or Xiao Jiang and Yueyue's peers.

After all, they lack sugar in their lives.

If you can eat some candy during the New Year's Eve, it's like a treasure, and you can keep it for many days.

But Xiaojiang and Yueyue are not lacking.

Therefore, I am not so enthusiastic about the traditional food of Zongzi.

In the end, Yang Luoyan forcibly fed one.

Yang Luoyan's reason is also very reasonable: after all, it was my mother who worked so hard to make it, so how dare you not give her face?

The festive atmosphere in the countryside is getting stronger day by day, but the Panpan furniture factory is still busy with incoming orders, and there is no festive atmosphere at all.

From home to the factory, Wu Yuan was very touched.

This reminded him of the days in his previous life when he used to eat and live on the construction site for a project, and he couldn't even go back for the New Year.

In fact, such a day is still a bit sad.

Even if in the end, the money is earned, it will feel like a lot has been missed.

Sometimes I feel that if I miss it, I can make up for it.

But more often, if you miss it, you really miss it.

So Wu Yuan found the back kitchen early in the morning and met Lao Fan.

When Fan Weimin saw the boss coming in person, he thought it was some kind of high-standard business reception, so he even took out the Huazi he had hidden, nodded with Wu Yuan, and said, "Boss, tell me, this Which high-ranking cadre is coming again? What are the specific requirements?"

Wu Yuan waved his hand, then pinched Hua Zi on his lips and said, "No one wants to come. I just thought, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and many masters and female workers in our factory don't have time to go back."

"...Here in the cafeteria, make some zongzi, cook some wormwood eggs, and buy some salted duck eggs, so that everyone can feel the festive atmosphere despite their busy schedules."

Fan Weimin was so dumbfounded that he even forgot to flick the cigarette after it burned a lot.

"Just, that's it?"

"That's it!" Wu Yuan affirmed.

Fan Weimin flicked off the cigarette ash and said, "Boss, you belong to the benevolent invincible!"

Wu Yuan laughed and said, "Old Fan, have you watched too many martial arts dramas?"

Fan Weimin chuckled, "I have indeed watched a lot of Hong Kong movies recently."

"Is it difficult? It's hard to find reed leaves this year."

"What's so difficult about this?" Fan Weimin raised his eyebrows and said, "Boss, you can leave it to me. The day after tomorrow, all factory workers will definitely have fresh zongzi and boiled eggs with wormwood."

At the same time, the county government does.

Bian Xiaosheng waited for a whole weekend before he got a chance to meet the county magistrate Xu this morning.

And it's only ten minutes!

Bian Xiaosheng, who was waiting in the guest room, couldn't help but miss the time when he used to see the county magistrate whenever he wanted to.

At that time, the county magistrate and himself were full of revolutionary friendship between superiors and subordinates.

Unlike now, it seems that there is an insurmountable gap in class.

However, this kind of gap is no better than not knowing, and it is more uncomfortable to compare.

Thinking about how the county magistrate would take the initiative to go to Wu Yuan's factory for dinner, but he himself could only wait to come over on his own initiative.

How big is this gap.

Bian Xiaosheng wondered, since when did he lose to Wu Yuan?

Before he could figure out why, a call interrupted his thoughts.

"Major Bian, the county magistrate has eight minutes now, come with me." It was Secretary Lin who spoke.

Bian Xiaosheng didn't have time to argue with Secretary Lin about the ten-eighth difference, so he put on his handbag and quickly followed.

Appearing in the county magistrate's office again, Bian Xiaosheng felt a little revisited.

County Magistrate Xu still seemed so kind and kind.

As soon as they met, they could tell: "Xiaosheng, you have been tanned these days."

Bian Xiaosheng almost shed tears without being moved, the county magistrate still saw his hard work and hard work.

But after thinking about it, the tears were held back in an instant.

"sit!"

The two sat down in the sofa area, and the county magistrate Xu casually threw a cigarette to Bian Xiaosheng as usual.

But Bian Xiaosheng didn't catch it.

Speaking of which, it's actually nothing.

But sometimes, the breeding of an idea is inexplicable, but it grows unexpectedly and wildly.

unstoppable.

Just like now, county magistrate Xu suddenly felt: Xiaosheng, the township chief, has no tacit understanding with him, he can't even catch a cigarette.

It's a bit like trying to add that there's nothing wrong with it.

County Magistrate Xu also felt that such a judgment was a little too hasty.

But this judgment took root and sprouted in my mind, and it grew.

Bian Xiaosheng didn't think that much.

At that moment just now, he was indeed a little lost.

Because he was thinking about how to tell the county magistrate about that.

But after much deliberation, I still feel that it is better to get straight to the point.

He felt that he had a tacit understanding with county magistrate Xu, and it was suitable for him to go straight.

"County magistrate, I heard that our city is working on a long-term development plan for a home port? But I think we should develop mulberry planting, sericulture, silk reeling, and then the export of ready-made garments. Haven't we discussed it before?" Is it?"

After hearing this, County Magistrate Xu became more and more certain: Xiaosheng did not have a tacit understanding with himself when he actually asked such a question.

So he flicked the ashtray into the ashtray and said: "Xiaosheng, I admit that we had similar meaningful discussions, but that was when there was no better choice. Now that we have the better choice of Home Port, we Why do you still cling to the old road that others have walked?"

"Xiaosheng, it's tasteless to eat steamed buns chewed by others. Besides, in the road of planting mulberry and raising silkworms, the first thing we face is the competition from similar counties and cities in the south. They are ahead of us in this respect. How can we go beyond and go to chase?"

"In the final analysis, the best situation is to become their upstream and become their vassal industrial belt."

Bian Xiaosheng clenched his teeth and said, "County magistrate, do you think Wu Yuan has more potential than me?"

Upon hearing this, County Magistrate Xu knew that what he said just now was in vain, and Bian Xiaosheng didn't listen at all.

And as a cadre, to say such a thing, he is simply in a daze.

"Xiaosheng, why do you think so?"