Lamei woke up in the space hall, opened the door of the front room and saw that the members were queuing up to receive food. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, it was also in the middle of the afternoon, and there was no shortage of food in the middle of the morning? Lamei felt strange, and under the shroud of the space passage, she hurriedly went to the room to take a look.

It turned out that the master had boiled most of the mixed meat dishes and made a pot of mixed vegetable soup. The members lined up to get this.

Lamei was happy in her heart: people still accepted it at once, and it seemed that her initial concerns were superfluous!

If you have vegetables, you have to have dry food! How do you swallow the oil?

Lamei remembered that there were still some dried steamed buns. This was posted earlier, and the members of Team 11 knew it.

Some of them have been sent out, and there are still some left, which can be taken out today and soaked in the oily meat dishes, which will be as fragrant and fragrant as they are.

Lamei thought to herself, walked outside the team site, found a place with a back person to flash out of the space passage, jumped all the way into the team site, and asked the people in line in surprise, "What's the matter?

Ma Huien told her: "The white-haired grandmother is here to bring meat and vegetables again, and the captain has asked her to go home and get her belongings, and everyone will line up to divide the meat and vegetables!

"Oh oh, that's good, I have meat to eat again!" Lamei clapped her hands happily and jumped, and asked again, "Is there any steamed bun?"

Aunt Feng smiled: "You kid, you really have to give you meat and vegetables, and you want steamed buns." ”

Lamei was a little anxious: "Then, is there any?"

Ma Huien: "There are no steamed buns, bare meat dishes." ”

Lamei regretted: "There are no steamed buns? I still have a little dry steamed buns, and I will give everyone points." ”

When the women's captain Yan Lanhua heard it, she hurriedly pulled her aside and whispered, "Lamei, don't divide it." The village party secretary and the branch committee members are here, tracking down the white-haired grandmother.

"If you want to take out the steamed buns again, you have to ask where you got them. If you can keep them from seeing, try not to let them see it. One less is one less thought. ”

Lamei: "Why are they tracking down the white-haired grandmother?"

Yan Lanhua: "Because of the iron pot and the ears of corn." There was an afternoon meeting, so let's dig deep and find out who the white-haired grandmother is. So, if we can keep them from knowing, we try to hide it from them. ”

Lamei stuck out her little tongue: "I know, then let's talk about it later!" Jumping up, she went back to her sleeping room. It gives the impression of being a complete little urchin.

But in his heart, he said: It still alarmed the people of the brigade. However, this is also inevitable, because the noise of his own trouble is indeed not small. But since it has been done, it is not afraid that they will track it down. Nothing can be traced anyway.

Wang Qingbo and the branch committee members were full of food and drink, burped, wiped their mouths and said to Wang Guilan: "Today's meeting is here, you continue to hold it in the evening, you must dig deep and find out, and find out the white-haired grandmother." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Wang Guilan nodded hurriedly in response. But in his heart, he said: What are you looking for, what you eat and drink is given by the white-haired grandmother.

It's just that he didn't dare to say it, and once he admitted it, he would be dealt with as a "cow, ghost, snake and god".

A pot of gruel was still made in the dinner cafeteria.

When people were cooking, Lamei sent smoked chicken and pork knuckle prepared in the afternoon to her parents, Zheng Cunliang's family, captain Guilan's family, Wang Li's family, Lao Ma Monkey and Wu Yiqi'er.

Because it was the first time she had sent this, she had to show her face in case people didn't dare to eat it. Of course, she still pushed to the white-haired grandmother:

"It was the white-haired grandmother who asked me to send it. She said that everyone shared the dishes in the cauldron, and she was afraid that you wouldn't have enough to eat, and her subordinates happened to have them, so she asked me to send them. ”

At Zheng Cunliang's house, he said: "The white-haired grandmother asked me to send it." The Master of Team 11 has a big pot of dishes, but you don't, so I sent some more smoked chicken and pork knuckles. It's all today, so you can eat with confidence. ”

Everyone understood and thanked the white-haired grandmother thousands of times in their hearts, and then put on the incense burner, kowtowed to incense, and thanked them.

As for the meeting of the brigade, it was all taken as a deaf ear: the white-haired grandmother did exist, and we could get benefits every day. It's just that we don't advocate it now, and we just don't talk about it.

You have backbone, don't eat the meat dishes given by the white-haired grandmother!

The matter of the branch secretary and the branch committee eating meat and vegetables became a joke on the eleventh team. People don't take it seriously.

After dinner, only a few male members were gathered, and it was symbolically held for a while. However, everyone was talking about mixed meat dishes in the evening, and praised the white-haired grandmother. As for digging deeper, no one mentioned it.

Even the captain Wang Guilan and the people in the team committee avoided talking about it. The meeting to dig deep and find the white-haired grandmother became a public occasion to praise the white-haired grandmother.

Lamei didn't take it to heart either. The next morning, I still went to the county seat. In order not to make people remember themselves, the tactic of shooting a shot to change places was adopted.

Today I went to a well-known wedding company in the prefecture.

The hospitality hall of the wedding company is not small, and it can set up hundreds of large and dozens of tables, which is slightly smaller than the county hotel.

The wine and food are also similar to the hotel, mainly meat, smoked chicken, pork knuckle, Sixi meatballs, braised pork, beef and mutton, there are a lot.

Lamei packed more than a dozen big bags and collected a few bags of smoked chicken and pork knuckles. I was lucky enough to pick up two halves of liquor and three halves of drinks. Steamed buns and meat dishes are no more than yesterday.

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In the afternoon of the next day, the village party secretary and the branch committee still came to the 11th team for a meeting.

The cadres and members of the 11th team all stopped working and gathered at the team site to dig deep to find the "white-haired grandmother".

Although even the criticism of the branch committee was weak, and the members avoided talking about him, the meeting still persisted.

It wasn't until the smell of meat wafted in the kitchen, Wang Mantou and Zhu Yispoon added water to the cauldron and boiled, and the branch secretary and branch committee members were full of food and drink, that the meeting was temporarily suspended.

On the third day, Lamei did not receive any leftovers. Because this day is the eleventh day of the lunar calendar.

Most people choose a good day for happy events, one, four, five, and seven days, and use very little. Lamei walked around the city, but she didn't see a single one with a rainbow door.

At noon, I went to the major hotels to take a look, and I didn't find a birthday banquet and a housewarming banquet.

There are treats and conference meals, but the scale is very small, and it is too dazzling for a small child to collect leftovers. In the long run, she gave up.

The eleventh team still held a meeting on this day, and the branch secretary and all the branch committees still arrived one by one. It's still a cliché: let people dig deep to find the "white-haired grandmother".

People also understand: what to look for, the white-haired grandmother is around, and you have also eaten the meat dishes given by the white-haired grandmother.

It's already lice on a bald man's head - it's a plain thing. Continuing to hold a meeting is nothing more than waiting for time, waiting to eat the meat dishes sent by the white-haired grandmother!