"You have to starve me to death before marrying a third wife.
I have to squat here and freeze for a day.
I can't sell a few eggs.
I didn't yell or apologize to others.
Who can blame me if they can't sell my smile?"
"I'll just buy a bowl of wontons.
How much money can I spend to see your turtle face?
It's darker than the bottom of your mother's pot.
I'll buy it today.
If you dare to kill me, don't you boss?"
, give me a small bowl of wontons.”
"I told you to eat."
Suddenly, there was the man's angry yelling, the crisp sound of his palm slapping his face, and Lan Ying's crying and yelling.
Rumei looked at Xianliang, but Xianliang didn't look back and just said, "Hurry up and leave.
If it's too late, I'm afraid Dawei will be impatient.
What else could Rumei say?
She followed Xianliang and strode out of the commercial street.
When she turned a corner, she suddenly saw the gate of Qingshan County Machinery Factory.
Ding Dawei has come back and is looking after the children at the door, while Jiang Ying is cooking in the pot house.
Naturally, the two of them were not empty-handed and bought a lot of delicious and fun things for their children.
Hearing that the two of them had already had dinner, Jiang Ying complained, "It looks like you too, you are already at my house, why are you still spending money on the street?
Xianliang is not the first to come back, why should you have a meal at my house?"
” After all, the two of them had already eaten.
Jiang Ying's cooking was much simpler.
He cooked porridge and warmed up the uneaten leftovers at noon, and Ding Dawei ate them in a hurry.
A few people talked for a while, then took their things and prepared to go to the factory director's house.
The factory director's house is not far from the machinery factory, just two streets away.
They were all young people, and they didn't bring anything with them.
They walked in stride and arrived at the factory director's house in just ten minutes.
The factory director and his wife went for a walk and were not at home.
Their two sons, one fifteen or sixteen years old and one ten years old, were playing at home.
Hearing that it was Ding Dawei, the director of the factory's security department, the eldest child hurriedly said, "I know where my parents went for a walk.
I'll call you."
The three of them entered the factory director's house.
The house was not big, but it had a suite.
The two sons live outside, the old couple lives inside, and there is a living room in the middle.
A small house was built next to it, which was the kitchen.
It was much larger than the house of an average family.
It looks like a family home of some kind of unit.
It's hard to inquire about a few people.
They just sit with the children and talk about studying.
Soon, Director Yan came back and was a little surprised to see Ding Dawei with two people he didn't recognize.
"What are you doing?
Why are you bringing cigarettes and alcohol with you?
You don't like this."
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Director Yan is young, in his forties or fifties.
Rumei is not very good at judging people, but looks at the factory director's wife to be fifty years old.
Also, people in this era don't pay much attention to dressing up, and the concepts of beauty such as cosmetics and skin care products are not in people's minds.
Everyone wears yellow military uniforms, Chinese tunic suits, wide-leg pants, cloth shoes, and simple revolutionary hairstyles with hairpins on their heads.
Therefore, people generally look older than people of later generations.
Ding Dawei introduced the Rumei brothers and sisters, and also explained their purpose of coming.
Director Yan was a little surprised, "Why can you privately open a kiln factory?
This is allowed by the commune and the brigade."
Xianliang smiled and lit a cigarette for Director Yan and said, "You won't believe it when I say it, but it was my sister Rumei who came up with the idea.
My family was not at ease at first, so we signed a contract with the brigade and paid the money, and then we let go Heart."
Director Yan was very surprised.
His eyes changed when he looked at Rumei, "This girl is incredible."
In the 1970s, doing business required boldness After all, if you dare to survive in the cracks of policies, you must have a large lung capacity.
Otherwise, political high-pressure alone would be enough for you to drink from a pot. s: Haha, ten updates are complete, please subscribe and vote monthly.
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