Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 239, Good old man, Uncle Sun

Wang Qingsong took the documents in his hand and checked them carefully to avoid making mistakes.

Because some of the names of these parts have letters after them.

As for the accounts, it’s too late today, I’ll be off work soon.

"Hey, by the way, who will be on duty in our office tomorrow, Sunday? Zhang Yuan, how do you arrange it?"

While thinking, Wang Wenqiang said something to Zhang Yuan.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan raised his head and said, "Which of you is on duty? Should one be left in each group, or just one?"

"Leave one in each group, after all, they just merged!"

Wang Wenqiang said with a smile, then looked at his team and said with a smile: "We are Chen Xiaohong on duty, you can do whatever you want."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan looked at his group.

Not cheap, but acceptable.

Moreover, my little sister will go to elementary school after only half a year in school, so she just needs to get used to it slowly.

He smiled at Wang Qingsong and said: "Qingsong, we take turns on duty. Last week it was your master, so you will be on duty this week! It just so happens that your master will be back tomorrow. It's not very busy now. Usually there's nothing urgent. It's okay to work overtime. There is a subsidy! If there is an emergency, just go to the section chief or the deputy director on duty.”

After Wang Qingsong finished speaking, he asked: "No one in the class plays with you?"

The matter was settled.

The little guy was playing in school. When he saw his brother coming, he said hello to the teacher and went straight over.

Just take your time.

The little girl opened her mouth wide: "Huh? How many candies will we get?"

After hearing this, Wang Qingsong thought for a moment.

Today’s fruit candies are very small, weighing about a hundred per pound. Today’s high-priced candies cost five yuan per pound.

Wang Qingsong looked at her pouting Lao Gao and smiled.

If it doesn't work, just go next time. Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

The little sister nodded in approval: "Well, then I will give it to Xiaoxiao and not to others, so that they don't take me to play. Hmph..."

While walking on the road, he passed by a photo studio and thought that it had been a few days since the photo was taken. Although it was not the designated time yet, he still went over and tried to ask.

Looking at the little girl coming over, Wang Qingsong and the teacher also said hello.

Taking the note, he took out the photo.

If you encounter something difficult, just call the leader.

I was planning to take my little sister out to play tomorrow during the weekend.

While walking on the road, Wang Qingsong asked habitually: "How are you at school? Is anyone bullying you?"

Thinking of something, he smiled and said: "When you go to school the day after tomorrow, bring a few candies over. Don't rush to give them to others. If others are drooling, just give them another one. That'll be fine."

Were you on duty when you first arrived?
But he didn't care anymore and agreed: "Okay, I understand. Brother Yuan, is my master back so soon?"

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, don't bring so many, just bring five or six."

Wang Qingsong smiled when he heard this and didn't really care.

Wang Qingsong naturally went to the school to find his sister.

Hearing this, Xiaomai started to confide: "They don't know how to play. They think I'm from the countryside and don't understand anything."

Not to mention her, when I went to the district middle school from the village, most of the people there were from the commune or the district.

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong looked at Shen Xiaohong next to him and nodded gently: "Okay, I understand."

Several people who had packed up a long time ago got up and left for work.

"Yes! Xiaoxiao and I are going."

"Well, this batch of equipment comes from the Democratic Republic of Germany. It happened that one of the equipment in our company broke down, and experts there came to repair it, so the goods were transferred quickly."

Take her towards home.

Then he took her out of the school.

This is also the fastest way to integrate.

"Oh, that's okay, just let her eat it alone."

After all, the little girl has just arrived and is not familiar with the people here, so she can't integrate into it all at once.

Twenty are only one dollar.

After so much work in the afternoon, it was already getting late, and soon music started playing from the speakers.

Mai thought for a while, "They don't play with me very much!"

The good news is of course that the photos are out.

I can't fit in either.

"Brother, the photo is so ugly! It doesn't even look like you."

Mai held the photo and said with a smile.

Wang Qingsong took the photo and looked at it. It was black and white, and it really didn't look good. It was very different from the photo on his phone.

He flicked the little guy's head: "What's so ugly about it?"

Then he put the photos away.

The little guy curled his lips and the two of them walked towards home.

Back in the yard, those who should get off work have already got off work.

The students had returned from school early, and some were playing in the courtyard.

"Qingsong, are you back? Come and get your tickets!"

While thinking, Aunt Han stood at the door of her house and waved to him.

Wang Qingsong was confused for a moment.

Sun Qian, who had returned a long time ago, saw this and said, "Food stamps! Every month, the street will ask people from the neighborhood committee to hand out some tickets, usually on the 25th."

After hearing this, Wang Qingsong understood.

In the city, tickets for the next month are issued on the 25th, and wages are paid on the 3rd of each month. This is a fixed time for most units and companies in the city.

In the past, I would go to the grain station to buy grain with my grain book and stamp and sign it.

Later, it evolved into taking the food book to the food station to exchange for food stamps, and now the neighborhood committee sends people to distribute them to homes.

The person who sent it was naturally the representative of the neighborhood committee.

"Hey, it's coming soon."

Wang Qingsong promised Aunt Han, and then went over to open the door.

He told Xiaomai: "You play for a while, I'll go get the things and I'll be back in a while."

After saying that, he took the notebook and went to Aunt Han's house.

These are two wing rooms, with a small kitchen protruding from the doorway like theirs.

There was a teenage girl sitting at a table in the room, holding a pen and a form in her hand.

There is an iron box next to the table.

Aunt Han was sitting next to her, wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand.

"Aunt Han!"

After Wang Qingsong came in, he greeted Aunt Han.

"Qingsong, come here and get your ticket. Yingzi, let's see how much he has."

The girl is about thirteen years old, with two braids on her chest.

Wang Qingsong knew who she was.

Han Ying.

Aunt Han's husband passed away. There are four children in the family. The eldest Han Zhiping got married and moved out.

There are also 15-year-old Han Zhian, the second eldest child, 13-year-old Han Ying, the third eldest child, and an 11-year-old boy, Han Zhijie.

Seeing this, Han Ying looked up and said: "12 kilograms of food stamps, 5 kilograms of face stamps, 1 kilogram of rice stamps, 2 feet of cloth stamps, taels of soybean oil stamps..."

I talked about a lot of categories in one go.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Han said: "You just came here. We have 4.3 feet per year. You can only issue it for half a year, and the rest will be issued in the second half of the year. It will be the same next year."

Wang Qingsong nodded when he saw this: "Okay, Aunt Han!"

"Hey, Yingzi, give him the ticket and sign it."

After hearing her mother's words, Han Ying began to count them, counted them once, and handed them to her mother next to her.

After Aunt Han had finished counting and confirmed that the quantity was OK, she handed it to Wang Qingsong.

Wang Qingsong took it and naturally ordered it.

Food stamps are the lifeblood of ordinary people. It would be very strange if you don't click on them yourself.

"Here, take a look and sign or stamp the back."

Han Ying handed him the registered book and motioned for him to sign on the back.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong took the thing and looked at it. There was nothing wrong with it.

If you know the characters yourself, you don't need to draw and sign them.

After signing, he put down the pen and smiled at Aunt Han: "Aunt Han, thank you!"

"Hey! Don't be polite to Auntie!"

Aunt Han murmured with a smile, and then said with a smile: "Qingsong, at your age, you should have a partner in your hometown, right? Do you have one?"

Wang Qingsong felt a little embarrassed when he asked this question. Shaking his head: "Auntie, I was still in school! How could I have a partner?"

Hearing this, Aunt Han nodded slightly: "Do you want Auntie to find one for you?"

"Auntie, let's forget it! If nothing happens, I'll go back first."

Wang Qingsong smiled awkwardly, then said hello and left.

Aunt Han's voice came from behind: "Hey, after dinner, we have a hospital-wide meeting."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong paused for a moment. He knew that there must be something to announce at the hospital-wide meeting, or to convey the spirit of the higher-ups.

"Hey, okay! Got it."

Wang Qingsong agreed, walked down the steps and went back.

Returning to his home, Wheat is lighting the stove.

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he smiled and said: "Go and borrow a fire from someone else's house! How long will it take to light the stove and start cooking?"

Wheat said seriously: "This will cost a lot of firewood!"

I am still used to referring to coal as firewood.

When Wang Qingsong heard this, he said with a smile: "It's okay, we will just have one meal at night, and it won't use much coal."

Saying it can't be used is actually not enough.

But he wasn't in a hurry, he could use it first. He still didn't believe that Zhou Ying didn't sell coal there?

Get some and put them in your space. Wouldn’t it be nice to put some in there from time to time?

After saying that, he came to Aunt Han with a piece of coal. Because there were people at home, the food was almost ready.

"Mom! Change to a piece of coal! You won't have to light a fire."

Aunt Han saw this and smiled: "Okay, you can do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to explain: "You can't do this. You have to live your life well, otherwise you won't have enough food for this month. Anyway, you are not in a hurry to eat."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong smiled and agreed: "Okay, I understand, aunt."

He picked up the aluminum kettle that had just been placed on the stove, replaced it with a piece of red coal, and brought it back.

"Brother, I know the road now. I'll go home after school and light the stove. I have nothing to do at school."

Mai looked at him and said to him.

Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded when he saw this: "Okay, you can take care of it yourself, don't get lost."

Xiaomai pursed her lips and muttered: "How is it possible? There is no need to turn around on that road. How can we get lost?"

"Haha, okay! If you don't know the way, just ask when the time comes."

Wang Qingsong agreed.

It's not that you don't have to turn when you go from the alley to the factory, it's just that there are fewer turns and it's easier to spot.

Stuff a few new briquettes in and let them burn slowly.

Then he returned to the cloth-covered "bedroom". After getting things ready, he said softly to Xiaomai: "Hey, come here!"

After watching Xiaomai come over, he handed her the pig's feet in the bowl: "Sit on the edge and eat, don't let anyone see it."

Mai looked at the pig's feet and smiled happily.

I didn’t even ask where it came from, I just sat there and took a big bite.

With the condiment stuck to his mouth, he raised his head and asked, "Brother, it's so delicious. Do you want to eat it?"

"I've eaten. Why don't you hide it here? When you're done, just leave the bowl there. Brother will come and clean it up later."

After saying that, seeing Xiaomai agree, he opened the curtain and came to the door of his house.

My mind is thinking about what to eat.

Yesterday's meal has been eaten, and it has to be cooked again today.

"Qingsong, what are you eating today?"

While thinking, a voice came over, and Wang Qingsong looked up.

It was Cao Jun next door, who had just returned from outside.

Then he smiled and said: "Brother Cao! I'm still thinking about it! I don't know what to eat."

In these difficult times, most cornmeal is corn crumbs with the skin on, but there are also cornmeal that is similar to flour, and the price is much more expensive.

After the cornmeal is fermented, eat it while it's hot. It's not much worse than flour.

The premise is detailed enough.

It won't work when it's cold, it'll be hard.

But it's too late now.

Fermentation time.

There is some Angel dry yeast powder in the space that I bought last time, but I haven’t used it yet!
Try it next time.

Cao Jun smiled when he saw this. Ever since Wang Qingsong moved in, there have been a lot of delicious things to eat these days.

Either eggs or meat.

Now what Wang Qingsong’s family eats for dinner has become a topic of conversation in the courtyard.

Then he smiled and said: "You are busy, I will go back first!"

After that, he returned home.

Wang Qingsong watched the other party enter the house, and then looked at the corn mush eaten by Sun Qian's family next door.

After thinking about it, I finally went back and brought some flour.

Gnocchi.

This thing is very fast, served with some vegetables and salt, and tastes very good.

Just this, not every family can eat it every day.

If you are interested, take a look.

Gnocchi.

I knew that Wang Qingsong must be eating well again.

Wang Qingsong didn't even know what his family was eating, but he was already being watched by people in the compound.

This is already a relatively normal way of eating that he can think of.

Unless you are now making steamed buns and eating corn steamed buns.

He put the pot on to boil water. The fire hadn't even started yet, so he had to wait for a while, then he turned around and went back into the house.

As soon as he entered, a figure followed behind him.

At the same time, he was accompanied by a voice: "Qingsong hasn't cooked yet? Come to my house to eat!"

Wang Qingsong looked back and was surprised: "Uncle Sun!"

Then he walked outside without leaving a trace, and the little guy was still nibbling on the pig's feet!
"Uncle Sun, do you have anything to do with me? You don't need to eat. It's not easy for anyone now. The meal has been cooked."

He didn't think that Uncle Sun was here to beg him or something.

An eighth-level engineer is considered a powerful person in any factory.

Although I have no right to control the factory's affairs, I still have face!

When the factory director meets, he must respectfully pass the cigarette and shout: "Master!"

Uncle Sun's family has no children. The old man's salary, even in the most difficult last year, would never make him hungry.

Moreover, whenever there is any benefit in the factory, Uncle Sun will usually take advantage of it.

Not only that, Uncle Sun also brought many apprentices, and the filial piety of these apprentices would not be a worry during the holidays.

However, he heard Sun Qian say that Uncle Sun's family actually had children, but no one in the compound knew where they had gone.

"Hey, go ahead, there's no food! Eat some!"

Uncle Sun was still polite.

"Hey, it's really no need, Uncle Sun. Look, the dough is all ready."

When he came outside, he pointed at a bowl on the simple kitchen counter and said something.

The main thing is to draw people out.

Sure enough, Uncle Sun followed him out and said with a smile: "This won't go bad if you leave it alone. Just take a bite."

After hearing this, Wang Qingsong thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Uncle Sun, no need. Do you have something to say? It doesn't matter. Just say it! You are the great master in our factory!"

When Uncle Sun saw this, he smiled and then said: "Um... let me tell you something. Today we have materials coming from our workshop and we have done some work. We have to thank you for that!"

Wang Qingsong just looked at it.

For this matter, he shouldn’t come to your door and ask you to eat!
Then he smiled and said: "Our supply and marketing department is responsible for ensuring the supply of the factory!"

Looking at his expression, Uncle Sun smiled and then revealed his purpose.

"Um...I met Deputy Factory Director Li today. He talked to me about today's events. Didn't you promise that you can still get eggs in the factory?"

Wang Qingsong frowned slightly when he heard this.

Are you here to get eggs from him again?
It seems that he just guessed wrong.

Then he smiled and said: "Uncle Sun, tell me!"

Uncle Sun said a little embarrassedly: "It's like this. People in the compound also know about your procurement department and want me to come forward to see if I can get something for the compound."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong opened his mouth wide.

This good old uncle Sun did it...

(End of this chapter)