After the conversation.

The meal from the kitchen was also ready.

Due to lack of preparation time, only six dishes were made this time.

This time, the kingdom did not prepare a snack after dinner, so the work of serving the food could only fall to a few of them.

Lao Zhao is over 70 years old, he is only responsible for cooking, and he doesn't do such things as serving dishes.

After all, the cook is also dignified.

Fortunately, Wang Guozheng and they respect Lao Zhao very much.

"Anguo, go in and eat."

Yang Jun kicked Yang Anguo, who was squatting in the yard watching the ants move.

Yang Jun was talking inside just now, but Yang Anguo didn't go in, so he stayed in the courtyard.

"Brother, isn't it okay for me to serve as a driver?"

Yang Anguo looked embarrassed.

However, there was a flash of heat in his eyes, and his Adam's apple was stirring, and he was almost drooling.

Yang Jun gave him a blank look and said, "You are thick-skinned, it's okay."

"Thank you, brother."

Yang Jun said so, if Yang Anguo couldn't hear what he meant, he might as well find a piece of tofu and hit the ball.

Since Yang Jun said that he could serve the table, it means that only his own people are so casual.

Just now, he had been squatting at the door of the kitchen for a long time, and the smell of the food was so tempting.

He thought to himself, he had only been a driver for Yang Jun for a few days, and he had two good meals.

Although he didn't enjoy the dumplings that time, he tasted them anyway, and today is even better, just now he saw the old man in the kitchen stewing a pot of elbows.

At this moment, he regretted the decision he made very much, and at the same time, he was very envious of Ma Zizi, this guy had been with Yang Jun for so long, and he didn't eat less good things.

Six dishes, the table is full, and there are freshly baked white bread buns in the cage next to it.

A few people didn't drink alcohol this time, and they just cooked.

Wang Guozheng and Zhong Yuemin have already eaten, and at this moment, the main thing is to talk to Yang Jun.

There are only two people who really cook, Yang Jun and Yang Anguo.

Lao Zhaotou's cooking was really extraordinary, Yang Jun ate three steamed buns in a row before he was full, and Yang Anguo didn't know how much he ate, so he didn't stop anyway.

In the end, a basket of white-flour steamed buns went down, and Yang Anguo finally ate his fill.

Wang Guozheng and Zhong Yuemin witnessed the birth of a real rice bucket throughout the whole process, and they kept praising Yang Anguo's burly physique, and they also wanted to win him over to follow them. l

After a full meal.

Looking at the two elbows on the table, Yang Jun waved his hand,

"Pack."

"Poof!"

Wang Guozheng: "Brother Junzi, won't it?"

Zhong Yuemin: "Why don't you let Lao Zhao go over and cook a meal for you another day?"

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't worry about it, I just can't waste food."

Yang Jun stood up, picked up the big bowl containing the elbow, and handed it to Yang Anguo.

"I'll see you tomorrow at twelve o'clock."

"See you tomorrow."

……

On the way back.

Yang Anguo sat in the passenger seat, holding the sea bowl in both hands, staring at the soup in the bowl with his eyes, for fear of spilling it.

"Brother, thank you."

Yang Anguo knew that these two elbows were specially asked for by Yang Jun, otherwise, with his identity, he would not have done such a worthless thing. ….

Yang Jun was driving while looking at Yang Anguo's funny appearance.

"My child has been crying a lot lately, is he hungry?"

Yang Anguo said with a bitter face: "Yes, Xiangxiu doesn't have enough milk, and the child can't eat enough, can't you make a fuss?"

"Buy some milk powder and eat it."

As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, he regretted it.

If you can buy milk powder, why will your children go hungry?

As far as Yang Anguo's salary is concerned, every month is not enough

Eating it himself, like a 12 yuan bucket of milk powder, is not something he can afford.

"I still have two buckets of milk powder at home, you can bring them back later."

"No need, brother, just drink rice porridge for the child."

Yang Anguo refused.

Two barrels of milk powder is almost a month's salary for him, and it is okay to eat and drink with Yang Jun at ordinary times, but it is absolutely impossible to let him accept such a valuable gift.

Yang Jun was speechless when he heard this.

The child is only more than two months old, can he get used to drinking that stuff?

The clear soup and little water don't make you hungry.

"Okay, I've never seen you polite, what's going on today?" Yang Jun teased.

Usually, this kid and the foal don't steal their own wine and drink, and when they eat meat, they also eat it piece by piece, and they have never been so polite as today.

"Brother, you see that you bought me a bicycle again, and you took me to eat good things, I'm embarrassed."

"What are you embarrassed about, I'm your brother, and I can't write two Yang characters in one stroke."

Yang Jun's face sank, and he said, "What I give you in the future, you just have to keep it, and don't worry about other things, do you know?"

Yang Anguo snorted a few times, blushed and said, "Got it, brother."

Don't look at Yang Anguo's five big and three coarse, but he is scared of Yang Jun.

At this moment, seeing that Yang Jun was a little unhappy, he hurriedly agreed.

After returning home.

Yang Jun pretended to go back to the living room and took out two buckets of milk powder from the space and gave them to Yang Anguo.

After Yang Anguo left, Yang Jun went to the east wing to take a look, but Yang Laosi was not there.

Since Yiqiu went to the countryside, Yang Jun also went out early and returned late, and no one cared about her anymore, so she simply slept in the courtyard next door at night.

Yang Jun didn't call her back, but took a shower and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Yang Jun arrived at the factory.

I directly transferred two trucks, called ten more people from the security department, and then left the factory.

After receiving the medicine, he was ready to send it to Huangtai Commune in person.

He didn't know how long he was going to stay there this time, so he didn't take Yang Anguo there.

After all, there is no man in the family, and he is not at ease.

The car drove for nearly two hours to reach the school where the last trade was made.

By the time he arrived, the kingdom had been waiting for a long time.

This time, Zhong Yuemin didn't follow, in Wang Guozheng's words, the after-dinner snack last night made him so sweet that he couldn't get up.

When Yang Jun heard this, he didn't take it to heart as a joke.

Zhong Yuemin takes medicinal wine from himself every month, just like a dead tree in spring, and does not miss every opportunity.

Yang Jun and Wang Guo were squatting on the side, smoking cigarettes, watching the people they brought to carry medicines to the car.

"Brother Junzi, these medicines were sent to the northwest, brother for you, but I offended the people over there." ….

Kingdom Path.

"Okay, don't sell miserably in front of me, I'll add 200,000 more supplies to you in the next transaction."

When Wang Guozheng heard this, his eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up and said, "Angry!"

"Brother Junzi, why don't you just be generous, let's make it whole, how about 500,000 supplies?"

"Is 200,000 incomplete?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Guozheng, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I really can't get it."

"I'm the director of a rolling mill, and I'm not a professional *** guy, where can I get so many supplies?"

"Come on, my brother won't force you, 200,000 is 200,000."

The kingdom is reaping it.

However, he also knew that if he was urgent, he might not even be able to get the 200,000.

"Be careful, it's medicine."

Yang Jun yelled at the man who loaded the medicine.

These people were so uneasy that the whole box of medicines was thrown directly up, and he was worried about it.

There are not many medicines, and they are packed in less than half an hour

Finish.

Yang Jun checked it carefully and found nothing wrong, so he ordered the guards to pedal the car.

After saying hello to Wang Guozheng, Yang Jun got into the first truck and set off.

Huangtai Commune is more than 200 kilometers away, and it is estimated that it will not be in time before dark.

However, Yang Jun did not rush the driver and asked him to put drug safety first.

Yang Jun slept in the car, and when he woke up, it was already dark.

The driver had already turned on his headlights and was driving leisurely on the mountain path.

"How long will it take?"

"Factory director, there are still more than 20 kilometers." The driver replied.

"Drive slowly, don't rush."

The last step of the long march is to protect the safety of medicines.

Among the medicines this time, there are many reagent medicines, and if you are not careful, they will all be shattered.

Yang Jun didn't plan to sleep again, but lit a cigarette to refresh himself.

After about twenty minutes, I finally arrived at my destination, Hoang Dai Commune.

At this time, the lights have already begun to shine.

Looking at the dotted lights around him, Yang Jun judged that this Huangtai Commune should be poor and only the establishment remained.

It is said to be a commune, but in fact it is a little larger than the village.

The town is not big, and I found the town hospital at once.

It is better to say that it is a hospital, but it is more appropriate to describe it as a village clinic.

There are three houses, two doctors, the hospital doesn't even have a gate, and in the corner of the wall, you can faintly hear the sound of 'hum, and when you walk in, it turns out to be a pigsty.

There were two bonfires lit in the courtyard, and a group of people were sitting around talking and laughing.

There was an iron pot hanging from the campfire, and in the pot was porridge, and at this moment, a gay man was stirring, and it seemed that they had not eaten dinner yet.

"The factory director personally delivered the medicine."

I don't know who shouted in the courtyard, and immediately many people stood up and ran this way.

"Factory director, you're really raining in time."

"yes, if we don't send medicine, we'll really run out of ammunition."

"It's great that those fellows can finally afford to see sick."

The crowd was talking and saying thanks.

It can be seen that during this time, life in the countryside has brought them deep feelings, so that their hearts are closely connected with the illness of their fellow villagers. ….

"Thank you for your hard work."

Yang Jun greeted them warmly and thanked them constantly.

In any case, they are also the medical aid team that came down on behalf of the rolling mill, and they did a good job, and Yang Jun was very happy in his heart.

He was also a rural baby in his previous life, and he knew how hard life in the countryside was.

At the end of the year, I can't even fill my belly with that little bit of food, let alone take medicine and see a doctor.

As long as you are sick, you almost always resist it.

Therefore, in this era, the mortality rate is still very large.

The medical team of the rolling mill went to the countryside to help, and more or less solved a little of their illness.

Although I dare not say that the merit is immeasurable, at least it is to accumulate virtue and do good.

After wandering for most of the day, I didn't find the shadow of Yi Qiushui.

Yang Jun pulled a staff member of the infirmary and said, "Have you seen your section chief?"

"I think I saw the section chief go over there."

The worker pointed in the direction of the black light in front of him.

"Thank you."

Yang Jun glanced in that direction, frowned, and walked over.

The lights are blind, and I don't know what Yi Qiushui is doing there.

However, the thought of having a foal with me relieved me.

After walking about two or three hundred meters, Yang Jun saw his Pallis jeep parked on the side of the road, so he took a private look.

This look was seen by him

Dao, there was a faint sound of snoring in a farmhouse, and if you listened carefully, it seemed to be the sound of the horse's dry rice.

He recognized the voice, and knew from two blocks that it was the foal cooking.

"You're going to eat this?"

Yang Jun stood at the door, looking at the noodles they ate, a little distressed.

The noodles were black, and I don't know what they were made of, but they didn't look as good as the white noodles anyway.

"Why are you here?"

Yi Qiushui exclaimed.

He opened his arms and walked towards Yang Jun, but as if he suddenly realized something, he hurriedly stopped his body, looked at everyone, his pretty face was crimson, and he smiled embarrassedly.

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