It took about half an hour for Zhou Xiaowen to come down again.

Seeing Zhou Xiaowen coming down from the mountain through the glass, Wan Feng took the ink box out of the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Teacher, how's it going?"

Zhou Xiaowen smiled, and Wan Feng was relieved, there was a door.

"The school is based on the actual situation, after careful consideration, for the sake of the majority..."

"Teacher, if we are a family, don't talk to me about those eight-strand texts, dry it. Wan Feng hurriedly interrupted Zhou Xiaowen's words.

What the hell is going on outside the station on this cold day?

"The principal agreed, but you have to have a reason not to come to school, and the reason you don't go to school at home is that you are sick..."

"yes, I'm sick. ”

"Don't interrupt, the school gives you 20 days of sick leave, and you have to have it for the final exam, remember? ”

That's it.

"No problem, you go back and tell the principal, the school will be able to see Chai He tomorrow afternoon. ”

"Give you ink money. ”

"Let's get it, buy candy for your daughter to eat, teacher, I'll go back to recuperate." ”

This time, Wan Feng's mood was completely relaxed, and the fever was half healed again, almost cured.

When I returned to my grandmother's house singing a little song, my brother-in-law was sweeping the streets.

Don't you see this idle, the bride doesn't get off the kang for three days, and the groom gets up the next day to sweep the street, which is also against harmony.

"Uncle, just get up and sweep the streets?"

Zhu Ping rolled his eyes: "Who told you that I just got up? ”

"Pull it up, the curtains of your house are still open when I get up, don't think I don't understand anything. ”

As soon as he said that he understood everything, Zhu Ping seemed to remember something and walked away for a while.

The sharp-eyed Wan Feng showed a wicked smile when he saw it.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Ping was a little embarrassed.

"How about it, the trick I taught you is easy to use, right? This trick is more suitable for summer, and it is okay in spring and autumn, but it is a little frozen in winter. ”

"Fuck me off!"

Zhu Ping picked up the broom and was about to shoot, Wan Feng turned around and ran into his grandmother's house.

But a minute later it ran out again.

"Where can I buy firewood, the distance should be close and not too far. ”

Zhu Pingleng: "What are you buying firewood for?"

"Look at what you asked, burn it, if you eat it, you will definitely not buy it. ”

"The nearest one is the British Commune, which is mountainous and has firewood. ”

"Who in the team has relatives or connections in the British Commune?"

Zhu Ping thought for a while: "You go and ask Zhang Hai, right?"

Pulling two mouthfuls of rice, Wan Feng rode to the west ditch, and when he walked to the team headquarters, he happened to see Zhang Hai coming out of the team headquarters, and seemed to be preparing to go home for dinner.

When he saw Wan Feng and Zhang Hai, he stopped.

Wan Feng threw his problem to Zhang Hai.

Zhang Hai frowned and pondered: "I vaguely remember that Chen Cangnian said that he had a sister or a younger sister in the Daying Tan family, you go and ask him to take a look." ”

Chen Cang's younger sister married in the Tan Family Brigade of the British Commune.

"My sister's house has a lot of firewood, but there is definitely not 10,000 catties, but if you draw and pull the neighbors, there is probably about this number, and there is no other firewood there. ”

Guarding the mountains without firewood, do you still mean it!

"I don't want firewood, I want all the big firewood from the branches, the truckload of the firewood can't hold much, do they have a big tractor over there?"

Chen Cang shook his head.

it, you have to go to the car to pull it yourself.

"I'll give you five yuan for your salary, you go to your sister to see, how much does it cost for us to get a car here, how much does it cost for them to send a car?"

"Then I'll leave now, it's okay at home anyway, if I can't come back in the evening, I'll be back tomorrow morning at eight or nine o'clock." ”

Wan Feng gave Chen Cang his bicycle and then gave him five yuan.

Chen Cang hurried home, said a word, and rode Wanfeng to the lonely mountain.

Forty or fifty miles north of Gushan Commune is the boundary of the British Commune, and Wan Feng estimated that Chen Cang would not be able to return that day.

Chen Cang went to Daying, and he went to Gushan to take a car to the county seat.

"If Chai He is not as good as he does, he will pull five thousand catties more. Wan Feng told Chen Cang again when he jumped off the bicycle at Gushan Station.

Chen Cang rode away.

Wan Feng waited on the side of the road for more than ten minutes and got on a bus to the county seat.

When I arrived at the county seat and found him at Zhou Bingde's house, it was already half past twelve.

Zhou Bingde was not lazy at all, and took Wan Feng straight to the quilt factory, and it was working time when he arrived at the quilt factory.

If the female workers in the textile printing and dyeing factory are the most, the clothing factory must be unconvinced, and the female workers in the clothing factory are also like carp crossing the river, and the female workers outside the factory gate are rolling like a big river during working hours.

Thousands of rivers return to the sea, the end of the river is the sea, and now the quilt factory is a sea, when these female workers rushed into the sea, Zhou Bingde took Wan Feng to the door of the quilt factory.

After the doorman notice, Zhou Bingde took Wan Feng into the office building of the quilt factory.

"We built this building back then, can you give your opinion?"

Wan Feng glanced around and threw down four words: "What a thing." ”

Isn't it a joke that a three-story building from five or six years ago asked him to give his opinion?

"When we build the building behind the depression, it will become a model project for the first construction, and the building you are building now will be like that. ”

Zhou Bingde laughed: "What's more, your cow pen has a different taste from others." ”

As they spoke, the two walked down the hallway to the door of the innermost office.

Zhou Bingde knocked on the door, and a woman's voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Is the director of the quilt factory a woman?

Wan Feng pulled the door and Zhou Bingde walked in with his head held high, and Wan Feng followed behind.

The area of the office is not large, it is only a dozen square meters, there is an ordinary desk facing the door, there is a vase of flowers on the desk, and there are newspaper racks and a bookcase in the corner.

There is a bench under the west wall.

If it weren't for the existence of a dial-up phone on his desk, Wan Feng would never have thought that this was a factory director's office.

Behind the desk sat a woman about forty years old, not very charming, but still pleasing to the eye.

"Old Zhou, here, sit!" The woman was very enthusiastic and poured a teapot of water for Zhou Bingde.

Zhou Bingde sat on the bench and got straight to the point: "Director Liu, do you still have an impression of the sewing machine I told you a few days ago?"

"Of course I was impressed for two days. ”

"This is my godson, that is, he wants to buy it, you can arrange someone to take him to see it." ”

The female factory director looked at Wan Feng suspiciously: "You mean he wants to buy a sewing machine?"

"Hehe, I don't believe it, do I? If I didn't know him, I wouldn't believe it. ”

"What did he buy a sewing machine for?"

"His family works in a ready-to-wear shop, and he found me when he couldn't buy a sewing machine, so I wondered if you should have one here. ”

"Where's his family?"

"Well, my lord, his family is not at home and is going out. Zhou Bingde can only say this.

Director Liu nodded: "Then I'll find someone to take him to have a look." ”

I got up and went out, and after a while, I called in a man in his thirties who looked like a custodian.