Chapter Eighty-Eight: New Cornmeal
Wang Tingshuo nodded: "That's the reason." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Wang Zhang: "Where can we find it?"
Lamei: "It's raining in the past few days, the road is very muddy, and the cars from other villages can't get in, and they definitely didn't steal it from people from other villages."
"If someone in our bend stole it, and there is no impermeable wall, we will know sooner or later.
"At that time, the great steelmaking has passed, and the brigade will no longer search for timber everywhere, and if we ask for it for him again, won't it be more insurable than putting it in our house!"
Wang Tingshuo picked up the dry tobacco basket and packed a bag of dry tobacco leaves, took a puff of cigarette, and after exhaling a big smoke, he said slowly:
"This kid is right, looking at this formation, even if he can't lose it, he has to be taken away and sent to the blast furnace to be burned to ashes.
"Don't be sad for anyone, just throw it away! You just can't find it, it's better to use someone than to burn it to ashes." Right when we accumulate yin virtue!"
Lamei glanced at her grandfather, not to mention how comfortable she was: as long as one person understands, there will be no big basket in this family.
Afraid that her mother would be too sad, she leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Godmother, don't be sad, I'll ask the white-haired grandmother to help you find it later." β
In the afternoon, the brigade passed Wang Tingshuo, Wang Zhang, Ma Huien and Wang Cuixia again, slapped the table and stared at them for a long time.
Wang Tingshuo smiled bitterly and said, "Look at the four of us, which one is the one who carries the beam and carries the longevity?"
The branch secretary didn't give up, and exploded again: "Say, don't hide it, we have investigated it clearly, you hired someone to hide it!"
Wang Tingshuo couldn't cry or laugh: "All the labor on the team has been transferred to work in the team, and you don't know this." Now the people on the team are women, and then the old and the young, all together, they can't lift these two things!"
The branch secretary has nothing to say. The male laborers of the teams were all transferred to the steel mills and water conservancy projects, and there were indeed no people who carried these two things.
Seeing that nothing came out of the trial, I had to give up!
The branch secretary hung a big "?" in his heart: What happened to the eleventh team? More than 30 iron pots disappeared overnight, and now Wang Tingshuo's family has lost Shoumu and Yumu Liang, and they can't ask for any of them!
Team Eleven, the evil sect!
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The autumn fool rain is still falling, and Lamei's small hands hurt badly, so she stopped drying. When the corn all over the ground gave birth to young sprouts, and there was really nothing to harvest, Lamei saved more than 4,000 catties of ears of corn and six or seven acres of land in her previous life's home.
Although compared to the devastation in the fields, it is pitiful. But after all, it is a small body that is only nine years old, and her heart is more than enough but her strength is insufficient, and Lamei can only sigh when she looks at the young shoots in the field.
When the sky was clear, the ground was full of patches of tender green: millet, sorghum, soybeans, sesame seeds, and those that fell on the ground all grew tender green sprouts, some of which were moldy, and some of which gave birth to small yellow and fine sprouts.
The corn cob was soaked in rainwater, swelled, and sprouted, and the young shoots grew desperately in the cob skin, holding the cob skin up to the old height. If you remove the skin of the stick, it is a big hedgehog that does not pant.
When Lamei wanted to toss the ears of corn from the previous life to this life, she found that she couldn't toss it.
Before the rain, the corn cobs that were collected in the yard were partially soaked because they were only covered with straw seeds, and they also drilled out tender white tooth seedlings.
The underneath was not soaked, and because of the dampness, the corn kernels had black corn on them, and they had a sticky acetic smell.
While peeling the skin, the members separated the good ones from the sprouts and rotten. You can't peel off much on a good day, and you can't follow it up at all.
When all the corn is peeled, there are not many good ears of corn than there are plums.
Lamei had no choice, so she had to wait for the opportunity to go out later.
In the previous life, it was a sunny day, and the corn that was first broken was already half-dry, and it took a night to make more than 30 catties, and after drying, it was processed into cornmeal in the previous life, and it was given more than ten catties to Wang Xiaoye in the previous life, and more than ten catties to Wang Guiyong in the previous life.
If you have this condition, you will seek more benefits for your younger brothers and sisters in your previous life.
In his previous life, Wang Xiaoye cooked porridge with new cornmeal, and when he lifted the pot, the house was full of fragrance, and when he ate it, it was smooth and soft and sweet, and he didn't know how many times better than the cornmeal he bought in the supermarket.
Wang Xiaoye happily said to Lamei: "Lamei, eating the new cornmeal you gave, it seems that I have eaten the old perennial pot of corn porridge again." I remember that this is the taste of porridge when I was a child. β
Lamei: "From then on, you don't buy cornmeal in the supermarket, my family grows a lot of this corn, and I will provide you with food." β
Wang Xiaoye nodded: "After eating this time, you just asked me to buy it, and I won't go, if I don't have it, I will ask you for it, you have to keep enough for me! β
Lamei: "Okay, let's make a decision, I promise to supply it on time!"
After a period of contact, the two have become New Year's friends, talking from the bottom of their hearts, and neither of them treats each other as outsiders.
Lamei often sent stupid eggs and sweet potato leaves to Wang Xiaoye, and Wang Xiaoye picked up all the old clothes at home to Lamei, and the two of them tacitly did not mention the money.
In fact, the old clothes are a burden in Wang Xiaoye's hands, and Lamei has taken them away, and she is desperate.
In gratitude to Lamei, compared to her figure, I bought her clothes for autumn and winter. also compared to Wang Xiaoye's figure in reality, and also bought her two bodies.
Compared with the two of them, Wang Xiaoye gave out more money in his previous life. This made Lamei a little unhappy, so she had to try to level her materially. In addition to stupid eggs, from time to time she buys a rooster and a piece of pork from reality and sends it over.
Wang Xiaoye is also a food connoisseur, and as soon as she did it, she knew that the rooster that Lamei brought her was free-range at home, and the pork was not grown up on fattening feed.
"This tendon is hard-boiled and is truly free-range. It tastes like I raised it when I was a child. Wang Xiaoye said.
Lamei thought to herself: This is what you raised in the family when you were a child, and it seems that you haven't forgotten the taste of the past.
"This is all domestic, don't buy it in the supermarket in the future, I'll send it to you. β
Wang Xiaoye couldn't be happy, every time she ate, she had to praise her husband Dong Guanying for the goodness of Lamei: "Don't look at the small people, they are very affectionate, and they take everything here at home, and they are all pollution-free farm products." Eating what she gives is much more reassuring than eating what you buy on the street. β
Dong Guanying: "You look good now, you can't say that it's all the credit of these farm products." At the very least, it enhances appetite and improves disease resistance. β