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

The distance between the oil press factory and the machinery factory is not far, and I haven't seen my old friend for a long time, so I am in a good mood, even though the one who came here this time is the one with the worst temper.

In the Machinery Factory, Director Sun's office, Mr. Ye had already drank three cups of hot water. The old man could no longer pretend to be "knowledgeable and polite", and Mr. Yang arrived late.

"Old Ye Tou, why are you so free to come to my place when you have time?"

Ye Lao habitually opened his mouth to retaliate, but at the critical moment his brain controlled his mouth. He had not forgotten why he came here. When the enemy's situation was unknown, impulsiveness was the devil.

"You are so comfortable in your role as idle cloud and wild crane, and you don't want to go back to the capital to hang out with these old guys. I miss you. Come and see you."

Mr. Yang was ready to retaliate. He had never thought that Mr. Ye would not follow the routine. They had known each other for many years and he knew who his character was.

There is a wolf with a big tail, pretending to be a docile little sheep when he comes here. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. He is secretly on guard, the old guy wants to plot against him.

"Why, it looks like it's already dinner time. I came all the way to see you, and you don't even care about a meal."

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Although Mr. Yang was very fond of him, he had been a lifelong friend of Noisy and Noisy. He missed him a lot after not seeing each other for so long, so he took Mr. Ye directly back to his home.

Neither of them is particular about eating. It's meal time, whatever is convenient, and the things he can cook are limited, such as cooking wontons, boiling dumplings, and hot buns.

Zhong Zhiran and I had just eaten dumplings in the morning. After thinking about it, Mr. Yang heated up the few remaining sticky bean buns.

These are the ones he has never been willing to eat and have kept until now. They are cheap for Lao Yetou.

"I heard from Laoqu that you recognized your goddaughter, why didn't you see her?"

"She's out. She won't be back until tomorrow. When she comes back tomorrow, I'll introduce her to you. By the way, did you bring a greeting gift? Don't embarrass me."

Mr. Ye: ..., that’s so embarrassing.

He endured it and waited until he saw someone before saying anything, so as not to be tripped up by Lao Yang's boss.

It was rare to see Mr. Ye with such a good temper, so Mr. Yang began to get carried away.

"Let me tell you, this female doll is more considerate than the male doll. Oh, I forgot, you don't have a granddaughter, not even a granddaughter. They are all a bunch of stinky little eggs.

Let me tell you, the sticky bean buns you are eating were all wrapped and frozen by my granddaughter. When you saw that there was no vat under my window, it was all food she had prepared for me, so you were afraid of me. When I'm hungry, there are frozen dumplings, frozen wontons, and all kinds of fillings.

Not only is she considerate, but she is also capable. The director of our Heshi Cannery Factory is my granddaughter. She is so capable that she directly crushes all the big men and is the leader in creating foreign exchange.

The province held a year-end summary meeting two days ago, and the child was there as a representative, and she had to take me with her. I said she wouldn't go, but she refused because she was afraid that it would be boring for me to stay at home by myself. If I couldn't control the child, I just followed her out. Wandered around for a while.

You are in good time. If you come early, neither of us are at home. We just got off the train this morning.

The child was also afraid that I would be tired from sitting on the hard seat, so he bought me a sleeper ticket and the clothes I was wearing...".

Ye Lao wanted to curse, but his brain ached with throbbing.

"I've finished eating. My bones are aching all over my body from sitting in this car. I'll go to your bed and lie down for a while." Mr. Ye forced a pause on Mr. Yang's endless show off. We haven't seen each other for so long, but it's still the same. The mouth is broken.

Mr. Ye just stayed at Mr. Yang's place. Mr. Yang, who had always been on guard, was also a little suspicious. Could it be that he really came to see him?
In Mr. Yang's eyes, he just came here to eat and drink. He had no eyesight but didn't say anything, and he was very good at eating.

Ye Lao felt sorry for himself. In order to wait for Zhong Zhiran to come back, he didn't alert the snake, and endured his temper to eat and live with Lao Yangtou. He was really wronged.

This wait was directly until noon the next day.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a state-owned restaurant for a meal."

Mr. Yang looked at the rapidly declining amount of food in the tank and felt distressed. It was all eaten up by him for two meals and a late night snack.

How can Mr. Ye leave? He has been waiting for something for so long. After some discussion, the two old men just decided to make a pot of stew.

Facts have proved that in some cases, there may not always be strength in numbers.

Because Huaxin Farm is located between the city and the Struggle Brigade, and is closer to the city, it was less than two o'clock when Zhong Zhiran arrived in the city. After getting off the bus, Zhong Zhiran first went to the cannery to have a look.

It's the end of the year, and other factories have to do year-end summaries and so on, and their cannery is certainly no exception.

In other factories, the end-of-year summary meeting is all about talking, talking, and clapping. Zhong Zhiran decided to be different. The meeting place was directly in the cafeteria. Their cafeteria was big.

Eat more delicious food. Everyone can get together, eat, drink, and chat. This is so beneficial. The unique year-end meeting is tentatively scheduled to be held in three days. I told Zhang Sheng and the cafeteria master what I thought. Afterwards, Zhong Zhiran left the factory and went home.

Before leaving, I told Zhang Sheng that people would come to discuss cooperation one after another in the past two days. If anyone really came, just call Mr. Yang as soon as possible.

When Zhong Zhiran returned home, he rushed directly to Mr. Yang's side. Her room was cold, but Mr. Yang was always at home, and his place was warm.

"Master, I'm hungry, have you eaten?"

Zhong Zhiran started shouting as soon as she entered the hospital. She didn't dare to expect to have a ready-made meal. She couldn't think about it because of Yang Lao's cooking skills. Anyway, she didn't want to eat dumplings, wontons or anything like that in a short time.

Shouting loudly means giving the little old man a warning. Wouldn't it be delicious if the two of them went to a state-owned restaurant to make a bowl of noodles?
But soon Zhong Zhiran realized something was wrong. Why was there smoke in the room?
His mind went blank for a moment, and Zhong Zhiran couldn't care about anything. He kicked open the door, picked up a bucket of water at the door of the hall and rushed in. Following the smoke, a bucket of water was poured into the pot. , and then the fire in the stove pit was extinguished.

Although the smoke was strong, Zhong Zhiran had spatial powers. He knew that besides Mr. Yang, there was an old man in the room, so he carried them both to the yard with one in each hand.

"I've told you several times, don't think about cooking at home. Have you eaten all the dumplings and wontons in the jar?

Even if you've run out of food, don't you know how to go to the factory canteen for a bite?No matter how hard it is, we can just go to a state-owned hotel.

Well, this time, you almost set the house on fire. Besides, there was so much smoke, didn’t you know how to run outside?
How old are you? How come you don’t understand things? "

Zhong Zhiran was really anxious and angry. Even if Yang Lao stood completely in front of her, she would still be afraid.

Mr. Yang lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He glared at Mr. Ye secretly where Zhong Zhiran couldn't see him. If he believed Mr. Ye's first words again, he would write his name backwards.