Zhu Yi's nose was sharp, and he came to the kitchen with the smell of meat, and when he saw that there were oil spots dripping from the stove, he opened the fruit and looked at it, and shouted "wow", and shouted without obeying the call:

"Don't ...... Other...... Don't go to every house, are you...... Be...... It's floating out of here!"

Wang Guilan is worried about the stewed meat people, for fear that she will put away the iron pots of all the families in the team because of small losses. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Listening to Zhu Yijiao's shouting, a few arrows ran over.

"What's wrong?" asked before the person arrived.

Zhu Yiscoop: "Captain...... Captain...... You see, ...... in the pot"

When Wang Guilan saw it, she was also stunned: "What's the matter?"

Zhu Yiscoo: "How do I know what's going on? After smelling the smell of meat, I followed the fragrance and found it, opened the pot, and that's it." ”

He leaned on Wang Guilan's ear and said, "It must have been sent by a white-haired grandmother." You're criticizing her, how do you think this thing should be handled?"

Wang Guilan: "Everyone smells the smell of meat, and they can't hide it if they want to." Nai whatever she wants!"

Turning his head, he saw that the branch secretary and the branch committee members also followed, and said with relief: "It's really evil, suddenly there are more than half of the pots of meat and vegetables in the pot, it's not the same, there is everything!"

The branch secretary and the branch committee members looked at the meat and vegetables in the pot and were stunned.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Qingbo came to his senses, looked at Zhu Yispoon and said, "Did you do it at noon, so you made a fuss!"

Zhu Yishu grinned: "I said Master Zhishu, don't say there are no ingredients, even if there is, I can't make so much at noon." Not to mention that it's not the same. You see, there are meatballs, braised pork, and stewed meat, all of which are not made all at once.

"I only have one spoon for one spoon, and I've been sitting in the north room for a meeting this afternoon, as you all can see. ”

Wang Qingbo: "Then, how do you explain this pot of meat dishes?"

Zhu Yiscoop: "I don't know what's going on?"

Wang Guilan was busy playing the disc: "Since we have it, we will eat it." I'll taste it first to see if it's rancid and if it tastes right. ”

As he spoke, he took a slice of braised pork and put it in his mouth. Chewing, smacking and smacking: "It's very fragrant, there is no evil taste, you can taste it all." ”

Zhu Yispoon saw and said, and handed a pair of chopsticks to one of them.

Wang Qingbo and the branch committee members all picked up big fat slices and ate them, and they didn't see the people behind them with angry eyes.

It turned out that after the people in the meeting of the eleventh team heard Zhu Yijiao's shout, they had the smell of meat just now, and they wondered in their hearts. Seeing that the cadres all ran into the cafeteria, they also ran over.

When I looked at the groceries and meat dishes in the pot, I understood everything: there was no doubt that this was sent by the white-haired grandmother to everyone.

Seeing that the village party secretary and the branch committee were eating with relish, they couldn't help but "growl" in their stomachs. Afraid of being taken by the village cadres for themselves, they were furious one by one.

In times of famine, a single piece of meat may save a person's life. It's no wonder people don't care!

Wang Guilan stood facing the people and saw people's expressions clearly.

He knew that the white-haired grandmother was absolutely fair, and it was evenly distributed to every family, and everyone also regarded this pot of meat and vegetables as their share. Seeing the village cadres rushing to eat, I felt unfair.

After thinking about it, he said to Wang Qingbo: "Now that the weather is hot, I don't know if it's fresh, it's better to boil it, and everyone can rest assured when they eat it." ”

"Yes, yes, yes," Wang Qingbo said vaguely with the slices of meat in his mouth: "Cook it, disinfect it and eat it again, or you won't have a stomach." ”

So, Wang Mantou poured two large basins of water into the pot, and Zhu set up a spoonful of chopping wood to make a fire.

After a while, the pot boiled. Wang Guilan ordered Wang Mantou to fill a big bowl for each of the village cadres, and then said to the members of the team: "Go home and get the family food, and each person will share a bowl of meat and vegetables." ”

People went home to get their belongings.

"What's going on?" Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Qingbo tasted the aroma of meat in his mouth, and asked Wang Guilan again.

"I'll tell you the truth!"

At this point, Wang Guilan also came out, and told the branch secretary Wang Qingbo everything she knew about the white-haired grandmother.

"That's how strange things are," Wang Guilan continued: "If she hadn't put grain in the warehouse, the food on the team wouldn't have been able to eat for years."

"At the end of the year, we also gave fireworks that shocked a village, all of which we have never seen when we are so old, and ordinary people will never be able to get them.

"The iron pot and the ears of corn also came suddenly overnight, and the people said that they heard a knock at the door, and when they opened the door, they saw the iron pot and the ears of corn.

"You haven't seen any of this, so you may not believe it. You saw the meat dish this afternoon, and there was no warning, and the smell of meat wafted out all of a sudden.

"You and I are in a meeting in the North House, and even the master chef of the kitchen is there, and no one really knows how this meat dish came from.

"The meat and vegetables are not clear, and no one can explain the grain, fireworks, iron pots, and ears of corn in the past. ”

Wang Qingbo: "This white-haired old woman, have any of you seen her?"

Wang Guilan: "No, there is no trace, there is no trace, I can only see what she gave, and no one has seen her in person." People say she's a god and won't show up. ”

Wang Qingbo: "No matter what, this strange thing has to be investigated." Now you advocate opposing feudal superstition and opposing cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, but you are keen on this, isn't this what you are doing with the above?"

Wang Guilan: "However, you have also seen that this meat dish came out of thin air, and everyone can eat it after tasting it." If you track it down again, isn't it too unfair to the white-haired grandmother?"

"You also believe in the existence of a white-haired grandmother?"

"So, where did this meat dish come from?"

"I'm not asking you!"

"I said it was given by the white-haired grandmother, but you don't believe it. You say, what about this meat dish?"

"Eat it. I mean, we don't have to look down on the meat and vegetables, from other aspects, such as the iron pot, which is not only against the big steel, but also against the big canteen, we must check to the end and see what is going on!"

"This ......"

Wang Guilan also wanted to defend the white-haired grandmother, so Wang Mantou and Zhu Yijiao brought meat dishes. The branch secretary lost no time in ending the conversation with Wang Guilan, picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

Wang Qingbo and the branch committee members ate a big bowl by themselves, but it was not enough, so they served it again, and then they burped their chopsticks.

"It's delicious, it's been a long time since I've eaten something so delicious. A branch committee said.

Wang Qingbo glanced at him: "If it's delicious, you have to dig out the white-haired grandmother." It's delicious, it's not delicious. ”

In fact, he also praised it in his heart: It was really timely rain, knowing that we were hungry for a meeting, so he sent a pot of meat and vegetables, and even the members of the club had it.

What is going on with this white-haired grandmother?