Others say that Wang Mantou is lustful, and when a young and beautiful woman goes to cook, the spoon is mediocre. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This is a flat level, and I can send less than half a bowl of porridge.

This accusation, although sometimes even the people who spread it are a little cowardly, has spread the widest. For a while, these rumors of Wang Mantou became almost all the talking points in front of and behind the members of the 11th team.

These words also reached Wang Mantou's ears, and he was so angry that he just wanted to drop the spoon. But he also didn't want to leave this fertile land:

For every meal, two bowls can be shoveled out of the light pot Gaba, which is naturally close to the water and the moon first.

In order to calm people's accusations and keep this fertile land, Wang Mantou thought twice, and had to ask the white-haired grandmother for help.

He lit three incense sticks, kowtowed three times, and prayed silently in his heart.

Turning his head, seeing that Lamei was looking at him in a daze, Wang Mantou couldn't help blushing, hugged his fists at Lamei, and then sat on the edge of the bunk, and said sincerely:

"Lamei, Uncle Qi really can't help it. You beg me the white-haired grandmother to see how to gag people's mouths and not make irresponsible remarks about me.

"I can swear to God that I will never favor anyone and hurt anyone, and I will try to be as flat as possible. I didn't do what people said.

"If my heart could be pulled out and shown to others, I would like to open my chest and let people see it - see if my heart and eyes are crooked!"

Lamei knew that Wang Mantou in her previous life was also a master and experienced the same turmoil. Later, the trouble really couldn't be solved, and in order to calm people's complaints, the team implemented the use of scales to scale porridge. There is more porridge and less porridge, and it is clear at a glance on the scale.

"I'll give you an idea, what do you think?" said Lamei in a consultative tone, "I know you want a bowl of water to be even, and it's the same for everyone." But there is always a time when the hand is shaking, and the spoon is crooked, and it is a big mouthful of porridge.

"It's not something you want, but no one wants to give it less. I don't think it's better to get the scales on the team into the room and weigh the porridge for the members. Take the scales as standard, so you can't say anything. ”

Wang Mantou slapped his head: "Hey, yes! According to the scale, everyone can see it, so I can't say anything! Lamei, thank you, I'll tell the captain to see if he agrees." ”

After listening to Wang Mantou's story, and in order to eliminate people's suspicions, Wang Guilan really agreed to get the scales. A standard spoon is set for each meal, and according to its weight, people are beaten home.

No matter who comes to make porridge, first weigh the household items that hold the porridge, and after the porridge is finished, weigh it again, scoop it out more, and add a little more if it is less.

In this way, the porridge is much slower, but fairer, and people are willing to wait in line.

In this way, I often make trouble for the high and low scales, and someone will bring back the porridge that has been beaten home at both ends of the three days to let it be weighed again.

The first to publicly challenge Wang Mantou was Wang Guian's mother.

That morning, as soon as Wang Gui'an beat the porridge back, his mother scolded and scolded all the way in, and when she went up, she put the porridge that Wang Gui'an had just beaten back on the scale, shouting:

"Wang Mantou, your heart has grown to your shoulders, and you are biased towards beautiful women, bullying my family's hairy eggs!"

Wang Mantou is used to Wang Gui'an's mother's consistent scolding on the street, but this time, the other party will directly rush at him for scolding the street, which is the first time he has encountered it. Unconvinced, he replied:

"Sister-in-law Xing, is it okay to leave a little yin in your mouth, how long have I bullied your son?"

Gui'an's mother: "You still said that you didn't bully, you look at the scales yourself." ”

looked at the scale star, and the amount of porridge for Wang Gui'an's family was insufficient. But the shrewd Wang Mantou immediately shot back: "It's hot when it goes out, and if the water runs away, can it be lighter?"

Gui'an's mother: "We are here to make porridge, not to cheer up, why should we count the gas in the porridge?"

Wang Mantou didn't hold down the other party, and said: "When you go out, you can have enough scales, who can guarantee that your son didn't steal food on the road!"

Gui'an's mother saw that Wang Mantou had relied on her son's head, and she couldn't say that Wang Mantou was angry, so she scolded at the door of the canteen.

The final result of the quarrel was that Zhu Yijiao symbolically made up a small spoonful of porridge from Wang Gui'an's family from the pot.

With the beginning of this time, the boundless suspicion and scolding are like a cobweb that was originally open in the darkness, suddenly stirred by the prey, and suddenly has a clear goal. Wang Mantou has almost become the bull's-eye of the members of the 11th team.

The people who have been working in the canteen for a long time, in addition to Wang Mantou, there are also Zhu Yisco and Grandma Pu, and there are two or three helpers every day. Why don't everyone get angry at others, but they all want to take Wang Man's hair?

In fact, to put it bluntly, the reason here is also simple, one is because Wang Mantou is the main thing in the canteen, and the other is that Wang Mantou is a baby face, and all the flesh grows on the face.

The complexion is white, and the white and red complexion is in stark contrast to the vegetable green of the whole team. This is undoubtedly the signboard of "eat more and occupy more".

Some people also calculated to get Wang Mantou out of the canteen, but the proposal could not be studied by the team committee at all.

This is not because Wang Mantou waits well for the team cadres, but because the team cadres consider: Whoever is a cook must eat more, he has fattened a pig, and he has to be a big head to feed a hungry tiger?

In his previous life, Wang Mantou accompanied the 11th team canteen through the whole process with his white and red "alternative" complexion.

After the dissolution of the canteen, the harsher famine continued to be rubbed, and Wang Mantou soon returned to the pale-faced crowd.

Seeing people arguing over a mouthful of porridge, Lamei felt very uncomfortable. But she also has a lot of food in her hand, so she can't go out with all her might, once every two days, more than 100 catties at a time, and 15 or 6 a month.

By the second month, the team had only half a hoard of corn left. In order to keep people from having a bull's eye socket, Lamei had to follow it every day. Spring is a long time and there are few wild vegetables, which is the most likely time for people to starve to death.

The captain and the custodian saw that there was no shortage of food every day, and they were so happy that they really "ate and blessed". Every night, I have to go to Lamei's small east ear house to burn incense and kowtow.

Qingming Festival is coming. According to the custom, the old girls who got married should go back to their parents' homes on the day of the Qingming Festival, go to the grave of their deceased parents, and send them to the temple fair on March 15.

Wang Guilan has two older sisters, and she will come back to visit her parents' graves on this day.

According to the regulations, relatives who come to the team must be responsible for taking care of the meal. The production team is a big family, usually they eat good food and bad food, come to relatives, and in the folk festival, this meal should be made decently.

In order to entertain the old sister and leave a good impression in the heart of the married old girl, Wang Guilan announced:

Weigh out more than 200 catties of wheat, grind into flour, eat green onion and make marinated noodles at noon on the day of Qingming Festival, and the old girl who goes back to her mother's house to go to the grave also takes care of the rice, everyone eats casually, and the tube is enough.