Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 546, Journey to the West

A few days passed and it was almost December.

That morning, Wang Qingsong got out of bed reluctantly, took his things and opened the door, only to see heavy snow like goose feathers.

Moreover, the roof and the yard were already covered in white snow.

It didn't snow before I went to bed yesterday, so I guess it fell at night.

It hasn't stopped yet.

A naughty child wanted to play in the snow and was chased and beaten by his family with a feather duster.

Looking at Liang Chunxiao who was cooking porridge in front of the door as usual, he smiled and said, "Don't get up like this when it's cold in the future. Just buy some."

Since moving here, Liang Chunxiao has been here unless there is something going on.

Or if I want to eat at a dim sum restaurant, I will go out to buy breakfast, otherwise I get up early and make breakfast every day as usual.

Even though she knew she was not short of money.

Liang Chunxiao stirred the porridge in the pot and said with a smile: "What's the big deal! In the past, when there were so many people at home, I would get up in the morning to make porridge. Sometimes, when I went to that place in the city, I would leave in the middle of the night."

Wang Qingsong naturally knew that the place he was talking about was the black market.

Then he smiled and said, "I feel sorry for you!"

"It's okay. The stove is sealed at night and the rice is soaked in the night. It can't be much earlier."

After hearing her say this, Wang Qingsong stopped trying to persuade her.

I took my toiletries, went to get some tap water, and ran back to the eaves to brush my teeth.

The tap water was freezing cold.

He simply brushed his teeth with cold water. At this time, Liang Chunxiao prepared hot water.

Wang Qingsong went straight over to wash his face.

Everything was so natural, as if the two of them were just living their daily lives.

After washing, he went over and brought the porridge into the house.

At this moment, the sound of a violin came from next door, which made one's teeth ache.

Ever since Xiaomai started learning the violin, she would follow her teacher's instructions at about the same time in the morning because she wanted to sleep at night and was afraid of disturbing others.

Get up in the morning and practice the piano.

Just because I'm a newbie, the sound is really terrible.

Only from the continuous syllables can one hear a roughly familiar tune.

Fortunately, the door was closed in the room, so the noise was not very loud, and I didn’t get up very early.

Not many people said anything there.

As for whether anyone was talking behind his back, he had no idea.

Instead of shouting, I went to the next room, pushed open the door and the sound became a little louder.

"It's time to eat. We have to go to school soon!"

Looking at the serious Xiaomai, he shouted.

Then the piano music stopped.

"Okay, you go first, I'll be there soon."

Then he put the things away.

Wang Qingsong naturally went back to the next room, took out the salted duck eggs and pickles and put them on the table.

"Hey, brother, does it sound good?"

After Xiaomai came over, she asked with a smile.

Wang Qingsong showed a helpless expression when he heard this: "Hey, listening to others play the violin costs money, but listening to you play the violin costs my life!"

"Pfft!"

Liang Chunxiao, who had just sat down next to him, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Pulling Xiaomai who was pouting, he said: "Don't listen to your brother. How long have you been practicing? If you can learn it right after listening, then you don't need to learn it, right?"

Xiaomai pouted and snorted when she heard that.

There was dissatisfaction on his face.

Wang Qingsong laughed, and while picking the yolk out of the salted duck egg and giving it to Liang Chunxiao, he said with a smile: "I was just kidding you! You have made great progress. Practice hard and make your brother proud!"

Hearing this, Xiaomai finally smiled: "Really? Any progress?"

Wang Qingsong nodded: "Of course! You have only had a few classes now, it is normal that you are not familiar with it, just take your time."

But we can't undermine his self-confidence too much.

Otherwise it wouldn't be a good thing.

If Wheat is mentally fragile and unable to recover, it would be a waste of time.

The money spent is wasted.

Xiaomai nodded vigorously after hearing this: "Yes, okay! I will definitely practice seriously."

Wang Qingsong looked at the other person and smiled.

I don’t know if I can keep going, but at least for now, it seems pretty good.

Of course, it's only temporary.

After they had breakfast and packed up their things, Wang Qingsong stuffed two pieces of bread into the two of them. They were the bread of this era.

Eat it when you are hungry.

Of course, try to eat secretly when you eat.

The reason why he bought the bread of this era was naturally because he was worried about being discovered. After all, the two of them were not him and could transfer things secretly.

Another reason is that there are very few bread additives at that time.

I also learned this from watching TikTok recently.

He gradually learned about various black technologies, and will try to eat more food here in the future, including slowly replacing the vegetables with those grown here.

After eating, Xiaomai carried her schoolbag and held an umbrella and followed the children in the yard away.

Wang Qingsong arrived at work a little late. After a while, seeing that it was almost time, he put on his raincoat and pushed the bike away.

At this time, the snow outside had been trampled into footprints.

According to the old rules, if the snow had stopped in the morning, the people in the yard would be responsible for clearing the snow from the yard and the alley.

Since the snow has not stopped, there is no need to clean it up, because there is no point.

When we returned to the factory, the heavy snow had not stopped yet, so we naturally could not continue clearing the snow.

Wang Qingsong came to the corridor, took off his raincoat and shook off the snow.

At this time, Liu Xi was also shaking off the snow there.

"It's snowing pretty heavily!"

These words were naturally directed at him.

Wang Qingsong nodded slightly when he heard this: "Yes! This snow is not small, and I don't know when it will stop."

I remembered this morning that the snow in the yard was about ten centimeters thick. Some of it had melted on the ground, and it was even thicker on the beams.

And if it continues to go down at this speed, it doesn't have to keep going down. As long as it doesn't stop, even if it gets smaller, it will probably be more than 20 centimeters thick by night.

This is the amount of snowfall that constitutes a major snowstorm.

Liu Xi hummed and smiled, "Yes! I hope we can have a good harvest next year. Okay, let's go in!"

After packing up, I went into the house.

Wang Qingsong shook off his raincoat and followed him in.

He quickly closed the door, then sat back in his room with his hands folded.

Li Yingying was in the room, and when she saw this, she smiled and greeted him.

Then he smiled and said, "Qingsong, when can the vegetables from the factory be delivered? We have been eating cabbage for more than half a month."

Wang Qingsong laughed when he heard this: "It can be eaten a long time ago, but we have to wait until the vegetables grow a little bigger."

Indeed, since the winter-stored Chinese cabbage came on the market, the variety of this vegetable has become increasingly limited.

The reason why there are so few varieties of dishes.

It’s not because we can’t grow it, but because we have to grow cabbage.

One reason is that cabbage is a staple vegetable and the demand is really huge. Another important reason is the mission.

Vegetable farmers are the same as farmers who grow grain.

It doesn’t mean you can plant whatever you want.

Each production team had its own tasks, and they believed that they must be completed, so high-yield cabbage and radish were the first choice.

This is also the reason why you can hardly see any other kinds of vegetables when you go to the countryside.

At first glance, it's basically all cabbage.

Li Yingying smiled and hummed, "I've been waiting for this dish!"

In fact, we have celebrated this way in previous years, and we got used to it after eating it for a while.

But this year, I have hope, so it's naturally different. Wang Qingsong smiled when he heard this and looked towards the door.

At this time, Zhang Yuan walked into the room with a frown on his face.

Li Yingying looked at his expression and asked curiously, "Brother Yuan, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yuan said with a gloomy face: "It's bad luck. Some of the glass in the greenhouse exploded. The planting was already late, so now we are in trouble."

These words made everyone frown.

After all, it is a factory matter, and it is their department. It would be troublesome if they really took it this way.

This is all public money.

Liu Xi frowned and asked, "What should we do then?"

Zhang Yuan also shook his head helplessly: "I don't know, let's fix it first, the vegetables have sprouted, don't let them freeze to death."

The glass greenhouse was originally built quite late.

They are just sprouting now. If they freeze to death, it may be too late to replant them, and we may not be able to eat them until early spring, when some spring vegetables will have come out.

Wang Qingsong was also frowning there.

If things continue like this and Zhao Datian fails to handle the situation properly, it will be really dangerous.

But fortunately, many dishes are edible.

If something really happens, dig it out in advance.

As long as it's not late-ripening things like cucumbers and tomatoes, it's fine.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan looked at Wang Qingsong and said, "Qingsong, you should also pay attention over there. I think the snow is quite heavy."

Hearing this, Li Yingying felt strange.

When did Zhang Yuan speak up for Wang Qingsong?

And judging from Zhang Yuan's expression, he doesn't sound like someone who wants anything to happen.

Wang Qingsong was also stunned for a moment.

Then he said, "Yeah, I know. I'm worried now too! I hope the village can clean it up in time."

After saying this, he was still thinking about it in his heart.

The quality of glass at that time was not so bad, right?
Although it snowed today, the temperature was around zero degrees, not even as high as minus 10 or 20 degrees Celsius as it will be later.

It exploded so early?

Although the quality at this time is poor, it is not that bad.

There are many houses in the city whose doors and windows are made of glass. If they are so easy to explode, how can they survive?
Glass isn't cheap these days!

This guy is also quite unlucky.

Zhang Yuan didn't say anything and sat down with a gloomy look on his face.

When the time came, Section Chief Yang came back.

Everyone worked there with peace of mind.

It's snowing heavily outside, so naturally I won't go out.

As Wang Qingsong was worried, the snow continued to fall heavily and lightly until four o'clock in the afternoon, when it finally stopped completely.

Wang Qingsong looked in the direction of the phone.

It was a relief.

If something really happened, Zhao Datian would definitely come to the commune and call him first.

Since he didn't come, it means nothing has happened in the greenhouse for the time being.

"Come on, men, if you are not busy, go get some work."

Lao Yang watched outside for a long time, and only called people after he was sure that the snow had stopped.

This is also tradition.

Once there is heavy snow, the factory area must also be cleaned.

Wang Qingsong stopped what he was doing and followed most of the people to sweep the snow.

For a moment, the factory was bustling with activity.

The snow shovelers shovel the snow, and the guards are responsible for sweeping the snow and piling it on both sides of the road.

Wang Qingsong naturally followed the team, chatting and laughing as they worked.

The songs were playing on the radio.

Strength lies in numbers. In an hour, the road surface in the factory area was cleared, and black snow was piled on both sides.

When it's time to get off work, everyone naturally leaves on time.

Wang Qingsong followed the team after work and returned home. The snow had already been cleared in the alley.

Seeing everyone busy, Wang Qingsong naturally would not sit idle.

When we arrived at the yard, we saw a group of children making a snowman there.

"Brother, look, do we look alike?"

Xiaomai watched him come back and happily pointed at a strangely shaped snowman and said something there.

Wang Qingsong took a look and said with a smile, "Well, not bad, it looks quite similar. You guys play, I'll go sweep the snow."

He went home with a smile and took out the tools.

Joined the snow-clearing team.

"Uncle Sun, Brother Fan..."

When Wang Qingsong came over, he greeted with a smile.

Everyone responded with a smile.

After Wang Qingsong joined the team, he was busy while looking at the people next to him and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, you didn't go out today!"

The old man has been busy since his son came back. He goes out to pick up scraps whenever he has nothing to do.

Even if Wang Huaian told him many times, it was useless. He would sneak out when his son went to work.

In the past, I would come back to cook when it was time, but now I only come back when it is time for dinner, after all, there is a daughter-in-law at home who cooks.

Uncle Wang said unhappily, "How can I go out today? I've been staying at home all day."

Wang Qingsong laughed: "Well, it's cold, and you're old, so be careful. By the way, Brother Wang hasn't finished get off work yet!"

To be honest, deep down, he didn't want a spy to appear in the compound.

Uncle Wang smiled and said, "Not yet! Every week, I come home late on this day because I'm busy at work."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong subconsciously slowed down his pace.

Is it this time every week?
There is no one from the research institute in the compound, so naturally they don’t know the situation over there.

But he always felt something was strange.

As people in the compound came back, more and more snow-clearing teams joined in the busy work.

When the women from the compound come back, they naturally cook there.

Liang Chunxiao is naturally the same.

After everything was done, Grandpa Sun was passing out cigarettes and everyone was chatting there.

Although Wang Qingsong has been here for a long time, he is just a familiar face.

There are very few people I deal with.

He is not the only one in this situation, after all, there are people from more than one unit living there.

While listening, he looked into the alley.

I hope to see Zhao Ming.

The news I just heard from Uncle Wang is also one possible use, but I don’t know if it is useful or not.

"Hey, Qingsong! Have a cigarette!"

While he was thinking, Qian Bo came over with a smile and handed him a cigarette.

Wang Qingsong was stunned when he saw this.

Then he threw his empty cigarette on the ground and took it.

"Brother Qian!"

He smiled and said hello.

Qian Bo gave him a cigarette and lit one for himself, then he smiled and asked in a low voice: "Qingsong! Brother wants to learn from you, tell me, how did you find your partner?"

Wang Qingsong was stunned for a moment by these words.

At this time, other people who had finished smoking also returned to the yard one after another. After all, it was too cold outside.

Without waiting for him to speak, Qian Bo continued with a smile, "Look! Your partner is obviously someone who knows how to live a good life, and he hasn't even married you yet! He's so good to you two.

My neighbors also introduced a few to me, but I couldn’t keep them. What’s going on? Can you teach my brother a lesson? I will definitely remember this favor in the future.”

Wang Qingsong looked at him strangely when he heard that.

(End of this chapter)