There are two trips to Jiangwei every day, one at ten o'clock in the morning and one at three o'clock in the afternoon.

When Wan Feng arrived at the mouth of the bay, Xu Bin was sitting under the pergola at the door, holding a fan in one hand and a soda in the other.

The car came to Xu Bin and braked with a bang.

"You tell Yuanyuan that the goods were taken away by Zhang Shiqian's team yesterday afternoon. ”

Xu Bin didn't pay attention to what Wan Feng said, his attention was focused on the motorcycle under Wan Feng's crotch.

"What kind of motorcycle is this?"

"The new car, now I don't know what it's called. ”

Xu Bin circled around the motorcycle and became interested in the handlebars.

"How is this handlebar like this?"

"This is the crown prince, but I don't know why it's called the crown prince. ”

"When can it come out, I'll get one. ”

"Don't count on this year, next year. Hey, when do you talk to Yuanyuan every day?" Wan Feng remembered Xu Bin's phone bill.

Xu Bin happily: "I didn't talk for long, and it was only eight minutes." ”

Don't let the other ten or eight minutes hear it.

Now there are only a few days left before the end of the month, and when the phone bill comes, will Xu Bin cry?

"Brother, why are you smiling so much? ”

"Jingtu, what does your mother cook at noon?

Jiangwei's standard of living here is high, and now I can't even eat a tortilla.

He hadn't seen a tortilla in over a month.

The corn flour tortillas that come out of the pot are stewed with cabbage and tofu, which is the most delicious thing in Wan Feng's eyes.

Xu Bin shook his head: "It's not boiling, but steamed vegetable dumplings." ”

"What face?"

If it's cornmeal, he's going to make do here.

"White-faced. ”

Wan Feng lit the fire with one foot, turned his head and left.

White flour vegetable dumplings have something to eat.

Isn't that a bit arrogant?

It will take another three years for the food stamps to be cancelled, and it will only be when the food stamps are canceled that the Chinese people can eat enough.

When some people haven't eaten enough, he dislikes white flour rice here.

Floated!

At the gate of the garment factory, Wan Feng went in to find Luan Feng.

"Shall I go to your house for dinner in the evening?"

Luan Feng was happy when he heard it: "Say, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat tortillas. ”

"What? do you want to eat tortillas?" Luan Feng doesn't like to eat that, she has eaten enough rice porridge tortillas every day since she was a child.

If you don't eat her in this life, you don't think about it.

"If you want dead noodles, don't make noodles, it's best to make a little paste, and you don't have to do anything with vegetables, just stew tofu with cabbage." ”

Luan Feng was deflated on the spot: "You are good at feeding." ”

"You've only been eating rice and white noodles for two days, and you're going to eat cakes? Are you a natural slut?" Jiang Min teased on the side.

Don't forget the past after a few days. Besides, eating more coarse grains is good for people, especially you women, who are careful to grow belly with rice and white flour every day. Don't blame me for not telling you, if your waist is as thick as a bucket in the future, your Yan Ling may kick you one day. ”

"He dares!"

After dinner, Wan Feng rode back to the factory on a motorcycle, Chen Dao They were still waiting for the prototype test, but he was fortunate to be pulling up the whole thing outside.

As soon as Wan Feng handed over the sample car to Chen Dao, the guard at the door ran to tell Wan Feng that someone was looking for him outside.

Wan Feng followed the guards all the way to the gate of the factory, and saw a person at the gate who was not too tall and very stocky.

Look at the age of about twenty-five or sixteen, wearing ordinary clothes.

Wan Feng didn't know him.

"Who are you?"

The visitor's expression was a little cramped and uneasy: "You are Wan Feng?"

Wan Feng nodded.

"My name is Wan Qianxiang. ”

Know who's coming.

Wan Feng stepped forward and held the other party's hand when he heard this: "Big brother, you are here." ”

The boss of the Da Berwan Shuiquan family.

"Oh! This relative just walks around, or where to meet, and I don't know when we meet. Big brother, when did you get here?"

"As soon as I arrived, I came in the same group of guests just now. ”

"I was just talking to them on the side of the road, and I didn't know them even if I saw them!

Wan Qianxiang was a little embarrassed: "I didn't find my uncle's house." ”

Wan Feng was puzzled: "This is impossible!"

"Asking outside, no one seems to know the name Wan Shuiming, but everyone knows you, so I'm coming to you. ”

I see.

The name Wan Shuiming should not be known here, don't look at him, he has been working in Nandawan for two years.

Usually, except for working in the factory, he rarely goes out and walks around, and his life is relatively low-key.

Usually when I go out to buy vegetables or something, it's my aunt.

Saying that the old lady may still have someone to know, inquiring about him is not like air.

Speaking of his Shuiming hardware... There are probably not many people who don't enter Nandawan who know about it.

Fortunately, it's a surname, or I don't know if I can find a place until it's dark.

"You haven't found your uncle's house yet? I'll go! That's it! You just passed by the door of his factory. ”

Wan Feng stretched out his hand and pointed to the north, and below the garment factory was Wan Shuiming's small factory, which was more than 100 meters away from here.

"I'll take you. ”

Wan Feng took Wan Qianxiang's hand and came to the door of Wan Shuiming's small factory.

"Grandma, who do you see coming?"

As soon as he entered the factory gate, Wan Feng pulled his throat loudly.

Grandma poked her head out of the kitchen on the second floor: "Grandson!

"Your grandson is here. ”

"I know you're here, who is who?"

"That's also your grandson, your eldest grandson, my eldest uncle's family, my eldest brother. ”

Wan Qianxiang is here, and Wan Feng can only be the second grandson.

Wan Shuiming also happened to come out of the workshop, and the big nephew came and ran over.

Wan Qianxiang has probably grown so big and hasn't called grandma yet, and it took a long time to call out a grandma.

"This is the first time I've seen my eldest grandson, have they all grown up so big, are they married?" the grandmother murmured, her eyes full of love.

It turned out that this was the first time the eldest brother had seen his grandmother, so it was no wonder that it was so hard to call a grandmother.

Wan Qianxiang is obviously not good at words, and he just mechanically answered the questions of his grandmother and uncle for a long time, and the scene was a little awkward.

"Auntie, what's the lunch?"

Because of the reason that Wan Shuiming's small factory opened early, almost all the workers in the factory were nearby, and the farthest from here was only three miles.

Therefore, at noon, they all went home to eat, and there was no canteen in the factory, so the old aunt only took care of her own family.

"The meal is ready, but the dish hasn't been cooked yet. ”

"You don't have to do it, I'll go to the Wankou Hotel and order a few dishes. Big brother, uncle, you talk first, and I'll be back in a while. ”

Wan Feng ran out of the factory to the garment factory and drove the Volga out to the Hongying Hotel.

Brush brush brush and order ten hard dishes.

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