I became popular in the 1970s by disguising myself as a man

A meal starts with half a glass of white wine for each person. Before half a glass of wine, Mr. Yang pressed and complained in all kinds of ways. The two factory directors could only listen and nod in response. After half a glass of wine, maybe the wine was strong. Being cowardly, Director Sun and Director Yu also started to talk back, and the scene was very lively.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhong Zhiran got up early to prepare breakfast, which was pie and millet porridge as promised the day before.

Material resources are scarce at this time, and it is impossible to cook food in different ways. Therefore, if you eat dumplings stuffed with chives the night before, and eat pie stuffed with chives the next morning, you will never get tired of them or dislike them. Eat the concept.

Zhong Zhiran felt that he was almost integrating into this era.

"Okay, just put everything here. I'll pack it up later. Don't you have to catch the car? Go back and pack it quickly. Don't take it as a waste of time."

Seeing that Zhong Zhiran was full, Mr. Yang put down his chopsticks and opened his mouth to chase people away. In the past week, Zhong Zhiran basically cooked breakfast and brought it to Mr. Yang to eat. Mr. Yang was responsible for the aftermath, and the division of labor was still very clear.

"Okay, then I'll go back and clean up. I'll be back tomorrow afternoon."

Zhong Zhiran was also anxious to return to the struggle brigade as soon as possible to see the situation of the oil pressing plant and to appoint the person in charge of the grain processing plant.

The car swayed all the way to the town, and Zhong Zhiran carried large and small bags and walked towards the intersection of the Struggle Brigade.

"Brother, here."

Far away, Zhong Zhiran saw the third child of the Zhang family who was waving his hands and shouting at him crazily.

"Third brother, why are you here?"

"My dad asked me to come here and wait to pick you up. He said you would be back today. Get in the car quickly and let's go back."

Only then did Zhong Zhiran see that the third son of the Zhang family was driving a bullock cart to pick her up.

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Along the way, the third child of the Zhang family kept talking to her about what was going to happen after the oil pressing plant started working. It was obvious that she was in a good mood, but the corner of her mouth never dropped.

"Third brother, how is the condition of the grain processing plant?"

"It's almost done. I listened to you and don't rush to install the machine."

After chatting all the way, Zhong Zhiran understood the general situation.

"What do you have in these big bags? Shall we go to your house to get the things first?"

"No, let's go home directly."

As soon as she entered the hospital, the aroma of food wafted out. It must have been cooked just waiting for her to come back.

"My little brother is back. Come in quickly and wait for you to come back."

The eldest son of the Zhang family and the second son of the Zhang family were each holding their own sons and playing in the yard.

Zhong Zhiran walked over and teased the two children. The children grew up very fast. They hadn't seen them for a week, but they felt like they had grown up a lot.

"What are you doing standing in the yard? Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. Zhiran, come here and let me take a look. Are you not eating well in the city? You seem to have lost weight."

It's impossible to lose weight. Zhong Zhiran's corset has been changed to one size larger, which would make her feel tight.

But there is a kind of thinness called "Auntie feels you have lost weight", so Zhong Zhiran became Li Cuihong's focus, and the food in the bowl never stopped.

"Eat the chicken drumsticks, specially reserved for you. Try to see if they are mushy..."

Under Li Cuihong's care, Zhong Zhiran succeeded in eating his fill. "Auntie, I bought some meat for you to cook for everyone. These two pieces of fine cotton cloth are used to make two small clothes for the two children. There are also these two pieces of red cloth to make two small clothes for them. Wear it through your pocket.

These two packs of cigarettes are for my uncle, as well as this cream. You and my two sisters-in-law can each share a bottle. "

Zhong Zhiran opened a bag and took out the things one by one. The other bag remained untouched. The things inside were what she was going to give to Tian Zeyu and the others.

"Your monthly salary is quite a lot, but you have to save some money. You don't have to spend it. You have to spend money to buy everything over there. There are many places to use money."

Zhong Zhiran responded repeatedly that these things basically came from space and did not cost anything. After getting Zhong Zhiran’s promise not to buy anything next time when he came back, Li Cuihong put the things away. Zhong Zhiran bought the cream for his two sisters-in-law and two The child's fabric was also given to Mengfang and Geng Hua by Li Cuihong. Both of them were good at craftsmanship, so they could just make it for the child themselves.

"How is it working there? Do you adapt to it? Have you ever been bullied?"

Zhang Yougen, who had been silent until now, finally got the chance. He didn't care about the two boxes of cigarettes and asked about Zhong Zhiran's situation.

"Everything is fine, don't worry about me."

On Zhong Zhiran's side, everyone gathered together and talked and laughed, creating a warm scene. On the other side of Jiang City, behind the pile of materials in the cattle shed at Huaxin Farm, two people were mingling.

What Zhong Zhiran didn't know was that he was being remembered again.

"Guess who I saw when I went out with Director Wu last week?"

"I guess where are you going? Didn't you go visit that oil mill? How could there be anyone I know there? Okay, I have to go back. If anyone sees me with you in broad daylight, You are here, do you still want me to live?"

"Don't leave in a hurry. You haven't seen me for so many days and you don't miss me. Come here and let me hold you for a while. When are you going to divorce that good-for-nothing man of yours? How will you live with him?"

"Divorce? That's easy to say. If I divorce him, will you divorce me and marry me?"

As the woman spoke, she did not forget to poke the man's chest with an index finger, smiling lightly.

"Okay, I won't force you, but you can't let him touch you again, do you hear me?"

Seeing the woman opening her mouth to refute, the man continued to speak, stopping what the woman wanted to say.

"Director Wu and I are going back to the Struggle Brigade. Do you know a boy named Zhong Zhiran, who looks about eighteen or nineteen years old?"

The man's name is Fang Shun, the accountant of Huaxin Farm. This time he and Wu Yong went to the so-called ribbon-cutting at the Struggle Brigade.

The woman nestled in his arms was none other than Li Yanru, Zhong Zhiran's cheap mother.

"That plagued thing is in the struggle brigade? Not only do I know her, but now in my dreams I want to drink her blood and eat her flesh."

When Li Yanru heard Zhong Zhiran's name, her teeth itched with hatred, and she couldn't see any trace of mother-daughter affection.

In fact, Fang Shun accidentally overheard Wu Yong and Zhong Zhiran chatting that day. When he heard Wu Yong mentioning Tang Yucheng and Li Yanru to Zhong Zhiran, he originally thought that they had something to do with each other and that they might gain some benefits in the future. But looking at Li Yanru's expression now, she should be an enemy rather than an enemy.

"Why do you have a grudge?"

"She is the cub of my bastard ex-husband. I was sent to the farm because of that wolf-hearted man. If I had known that I would raise such a scourge, I should have strangled her to death when I gave birth to her!"

Fang Shun looked at Li Yanru's ferocious look and let go of the woman's hand with some disgust.

"People are doing very well now. They say they even got a job at an oil pressing factory in their city, and their monthly salary is more than 30 yuan.

It's really miserable for you to be a mother and still get to this point without receiving her filial piety. "(End of chapter)