Within a few days of the bustling street cafeteria, Mrs. Wang and the staff of the neighborhood committee began to announce the latest news - iron smelting.

Everyone in the cafeteria was having breakfast, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Everybody be quiet. You eat in the cafeteria, what is the use of the iron pot at home? After breakfast, everyone went home and collected all the iron products and put them at the door. We came to the door soon before noon. You all be conscious, but don't let us come to the door and do it yourself. ”

Someone hurriedly asked: "Auntie, are all the iron products you mentioned all the scissors and hoes at home to be donated in addition to the things in the kitchen?" ”

"Yes. Go back and look closely, and we'll turn it in as long as it's iron. Every street started to move in the morning, and we couldn't let anyone else get ahead of us. ”

Someone else laughed, "Don't worry." Our street is not the first but also the second. When I got home, I asked my daughter-in-law to pry off the handles on the cabinet. ”

Immediately afterwards, someone said: "The door of my house is still iron, and everyone will come to help in the future." ”

Seeing that everyone had a positive attitude, Aunt Wang applauded happily, causing the audience to applaud.

The applause continued, and she pressed it with her hand, and when everyone was quiet, she continued, "Since we have iron, then we must have a stove." For this reason, I asked our master Cui to guide how to build a blast furnace for ironmaking. Now I would like to invite our Master Cui to come up and say a few words. ”

Mother Zhang secretly pulled her old son's sleeve and looked at him anxiously.

Zhang Guoqing nodded at her with a smile.

Mother Zhang immediately laughed happily, and pointed to Master Cui who stepped forward in front of her, "Let's listen to what the master has to say." ”

Master Cui stood on a stool and shouted excitedly, "....... there are a lot of people on our streets." What are the benefits of having more people? There is strength in numbers! Therefore, we have to work harder than others to win the first place in the county. Let's unite together and work hard to train more iron, so that the people of the whole country can see it, and let the people of Northeast China see it........."

Zhang's mother was stunned for a while, and asked her family in a low voice, "Why didn't he say how to build a stove?" What is this for? ”

When Zhang Guoqing heard this, he clenched his fist and put it at the corner of his mouth, coughed a few times, and said, "People are too excited to think about it." ”

"I've met this guy several times. Every time, he is chatting with others. Mother, don't worry, wait. Zhang Meili hurriedly said.

Zhou Jiao glanced at Zhang Guoqing, and just wanted to say something, but heard Master Cui talk about the topic above. She immediately turned her head to look ahead. I saw people's hands moving with their words, talking loudly, and spitting droplets in their mouths.

".......So we're going to build a blast furnace in the little square..."

Zhou Jiao was secretly happy, fortunately in the small square, if she was near her house, she would not vomit to death.

"If you want to build ......., build the biggest. Haha..... kidding. I'm talking about the highest and largest blast furnace in the county, what do you say? Our big men, why can't the old and young masters burn the first place? You're right? ”

Some women immediately shouted, "Master Cui, men and women are equal." We women can also burn stoves. Please add another stove

Child. ”

Zhang Guoqing looked at the woman with a headache. This dead madman, his daughter-in-law was miserable by her. Before he could come up with an excuse, more women shouted for more stoves.

was so depressed that Zhang Guoqing just wanted to step forward and shoot these stupid girls to death.

The sound of speeches rang out everywhere, and it continued until it was close to work time, when a nine-meter blast furnace was built, and all the families in the street, regardless of their children, participated in the activities.

As for Master Cui's tallest and largest furnace in the county, no one mentioned it again, it was a joke, and the director of the largest textile factory in the county did not dare to make a decision.

Zhang Guoqing patted his son speechlessly. His son can't escape, he just doesn't know what such a young child is doing? He didn't want to consult about the bloody matter anymore.

On the way, Zhang's father and his wife were not worried about the courtyard in the village, so they turned around and walked back.

It is a pity for Zhang Guoqing that when he joined the Taisha, everything became collectively owned. Nowadays, there is no more horse-drawn carriage on the street to pull people.

After returning home, the couple settled their son. According to the plan, a pile of broken copper and iron was piled up at the door, plus two cauldrons left by Professor Liu, and a large kitchen knife. When they finally found the handle on the door, the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, but they still removed it and threw it on it.

After cleaning up, Zhang Guoqing returned to the unit and also held a meeting. The theme of the meeting was just an hour ago, and this time the unit will also build a blast furnace.

It is conceivable that he followed his colleagues to pry down the big iron door, collect all the iron products and pile them in the open space on the right side of the unit. It will be the site where the blast furnace will be prepared.

There is strength in numbers.

All units and streets in the county put away the iron products of every household in the county and began to go up the mountain to look for mineral resources.

In the evening, there are many open spaces in the county, and iron products, firewood and coal piles are piled up everywhere, as well as a small amount of iron ore, coke, limestone and some materials for building blast furnaces.

Zhou Jiao has a headache at the moment, a very headache.

All the firewood and briquettes piled up in her house were pulled away, and the two stoves in the kitchen opened their big mouths, which would not give her a headache, but a small point in front of her.

Ping An shed tears and cried quietly, "My... My..."

Zhou Jiao didn't know how to explain it to him.

Tell him that if people want it, they have to give it, and they have to give it happily? She is afraid that such an explanation will affect the child's outlook on life and values.

Or tell him that we have a lot more in our house? With such an explanation, she is even more worried about Tong Yanwuji, no matter how smart she is or a child, one set of words will be over.

In the end, Zhou Jiao hugged him, locked the door, and went back to the kitchen.

She faced the mouth of the cellar of Ping'an Bibi. God is pitiful, the iron piece at the mouth of her cellar has finally been saved. At this moment, she cherished the iron pieces more than the gold.

opened the cellar mouth, Zhou Jiao hugged him, and released two cauldrons, a pile of firewood and a pile of coal in reverse.

She patted the child lightly and turned around to let him look, "Look, mommy is hiding." You can't say it, if you say it, it's gone. Hush... When others ask for peace, is it okay to shake your head in peace? ”

After speaking, Zhou Jiao demonstrated twice uneasily, and when she saw the child's smiling face, she exhaled a long breath. It's not easy!

"Ping, do you have anything to eat at home?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the child immediately shook his head.

"Ping'an, there is no pot in your house, are you crying?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the child immediately shook his head.

"Ping'an, is it okay for me to have a pot at your house?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the child immediately shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Where is your mother's stuff hidden, do you know it?"

Ping An shouted happily, "It's gone." ”

provoked Zhou Jiao to laugh, kissed him several times, and cocked his thumb at him.

Afterwards, she used a pen to describe this simple mother-son conversation in code language, and sent it to her father Zhou Xiaozheng.

is a very common paragraph, but in her eyes, her son, who is not yet eight months old, makes her proud and worthy of showing off.

Back in the bedroom, the mother and son changed into homespun clothes.

Out of the house, the small square was crowded with people, and a large number of iron products, firewood and coal piles were piled up everywhere. The children were happily playing in the mud, and the sound of the horn could not hide the crowd.

Zhou Jiao looked in the direction of her son's finger and immediately laughed. How stingy her son must have been, he still thinks about his own cauldron and firewood.

"Shhhh You see there is fire, there are thorns, there is danger! Peace and goodness, don't come down. Mom takes you to your grandparents. Zhou Jiao hurriedly instructed him a few words, and hugged him to find Zhang's father and Zhang's mother.

After looking for a long time to find Zhang's father and them, Zhou Jiao saw that they were moving things, and she didn't go over.

I heard the loudspeaker say that dinner was grouped, and the evening began to pick up the lights.

She realized, and now it's not time yet.

She began to shift her position to carry her son behind her, and she slowly stepped forward to carry her things, turning her head from time to time to look at the child. I have to think of a way to think about it, and after being grouped, the two mothers and sons became drag oil bottles, which was an eyesore.