Minister Huang did not overstep his bounds, but made a phone call to the capital on the spot, determined the order quantity of 80,000 head flowers per month, and then set the delivery date, which signed an agreement with the Lanxian Textile Factory on behalf of the Beijing Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

"Uncle Huang, let's go to the captain's uncle's house first, our factory director heard that you were coming, and specially got a big fat goose, Aunt Li should be ready by now, you must have a good taste of the stewed goose in the iron pot."

"Yes, let's go, go over together." Minister Huang was very easy-going, and walked out on the shoulders of Wang Xiao and the director of the factory.

The hand of the factory manager is shaking!

He felt like he was dreaming!

I think that at the beginning, in order to fool Zhai Huayuan, the whole county mobilized and tossed for several days to achieve their wishes.

And what about today? Just casually mentioned it after talking about foreign trade trading, and directly ordered an order for 80,000 head flowers! It's still a whole year!

The director of the factory looked at Lin Nianhe with red eyes, his lips pursed, as if he wanted to call her together.

Lin Nianhe glanced at his watch and said, "It's noon, I have to go back to the village school to help feed the children." ”

Minister Huang stopped, turned his head and asked, "What do the babies eat?" ”

"Well...... this"

The stewed cabbage and boiled eggs that the village children eat today.

Since Yu Xiangqin became a logistics teacher, she didn't have to do lunch with Principal Wu.

Although there are more than 100 children, there are not so many dishes, so they have to be planned, and each child can only get a spoonful of dishes with soup and water.

Minister Huang and Lin's father did not go to Li Dahe's house, but followed Lin Nianhe to the village school.

The children's staple food is all brought by themselves, some are nests, some are pasted cakes, and some are just a steamed potato.

Minister Huang and Dad Lin watched the children's meals and were silent.

Lin Nianhe hurriedly "relieved" them: "Dad, Uncle Huang, it's much better now, these eggs are the little chicks that the commune bought eggs to hatch, and now the eggs are laid, so I cook them for the children every day to supplement nutrition." You see, the books and the children's schoolbags at the back of the classroom were donated to the children by Uncle Sun and the comrades of the military region when I went to the provincial capital last time. ”

"The briquettes for the raw stove were squeezed out of the commune's share by Uncle Wang some time ago, and the briquettes are burn-resistant, so we don't need the children to add firewood halfway through class. Oh yes, and these tables and chairs, all of which were built by the village school, our village's carpenter Uncle Li took the villagers to cut down trees, and he also deliberately adjusted the height according to the approximate height of the children in different grades! ”

Lin Nianhe was not comforted, but after she finished speaking, Dad Lin and Minister Huang wiped the corners of their eyes at the same time.

Dad Lin stretched out his hand and patted the director of the factory on the shoulder: "Director Ji, you have worked hard to bring the pot of stewed goose and share it with the children." ”

"Huh? That's for the leader......"

"Just give him some soup." Dad Lin said casually, "Lao Huang doesn't like to eat meat. ”

Minister Huang nodded again and again: "By the way, I don't like meat, so I'll share it with the babies." ”

The director of the factory looked at Wang Xiao, and Wang Xiao nodded at him.

After a while, the big fat goose was distributed to the children's lunch boxes.

Dad Lin and Minister Huang didn't leave, they sat in the first-grade classroom, one lunch box per person, a spoonful of cabbage and a spoonful of stewed goose, and two sticky cakes, eating very deliciously.

The two of them were eating, and Lin Nianhe walked to the kitchen.

She asked Yu Xiangqin, who was still busy: "Sister Xiangqin, are there still eggs?" ”

"Yes," Yu Xiangqin took out a small bowl, which contained the three boiled eggs left over from today, "I was confused and miscounted today, so I boiled it." ”

"Well, give me one."

Lin Nianhe took an egg and cut it in half with a knife.

Yu Xiangqin was puzzled: "What are you doing?" ”

"To the leader!" Lin Nianhe pursed his lips and smiled.

"You still cut half for the leader? Take it all! Yu Xiangqin said, and she was going to stuff the remaining two eggs into her.

"Don't don't, you can hide the rest, and wait for them to leave for the principal to eat," Lin Nianhe hurriedly hid the eggs in the cupboard, "What they lack is not this mouthful of eggs." ”

Yu Xiangqin: "You don't treat the leader as a human being!" ”

Lin Nianhe raised his chin at her: "I know it in my heart, you just hide it." ”

She said as she took the two halves of the eggs and was about to leave.

Yu Xiangqin remembered something, grabbed her and asked, "You didn't let me put meat in the dish today because of this?" ”

Lin Nianhe nodded: "Yes, not only do we not add meat today, but if they don't leave for a day, there will be no meat in our dishes!" ”

"Why?"

"Sell badly!"

Selling miserable is effective, very effective.

Especially for Dad Lin and Minister Huang, who also came from a hard life, the picture in front of them reminded them of the most difficult years.

Minister Huang and Dad Lin both wanted to use some money to buy some meat for the children to eat, but-

Comrade Lao Lin has saved up for more than half a year, and the total amount of private money is seventeen yuan and eight, which is still the money he plans to take Lin Nianhe to the provincial capital to play; Minister Huang is a rake ear, and when he went out, he brought a total of five yuan, and he spent eight yuan on eating on the way.

They both look at me, I look at you, and they are all thinking about what changes these twenty-one dollars can bring to the child.

After a few moments, they came to the conclusion that nothing could be changed.

Lin Nianhe didn't know when he pinched a stack of homework books and slipped to the two of them.

She muttered as she graded her homework, "Ugh...... I've wiped this book back and forth three or four times, and the paper is torn...... If only the printing house could wholesale books for primary and secondary schools. ”

Dad Lin and Minister Huang looked over, and sure enough, the paper in the homework book was thin with an eraser, and several places were scratched.

Dad Lin casually snatched the three yuan and two cents that Minister Huang had pinched tightly, and stuffed it to Lin Nianhe with his seventeen yuan and eighty: "He He, you take this money first, and buy some books for the children to come back." ”

"Huh?" Lin Nianhe hurriedly shook his head and returned their hard-earned money, "No, Dad, our village has rules for rewarding books, but the children feel that the books are too expensive, and they are reluctant to use them even if they are rewarded." ”

Dad Lin and Minister Huang glanced at each other and were speechless.

They knew too well that if they wanted to solve the dilemma of the village, twenty-one pieces were not enough, and two hundred and ten yuan was not enough...... Moreover, countless primary and secondary schools are facing the same situation.

Lin Nianhe looked at the two people with frowns, and once again asked: "Dad, Uncle Huang, can't you really let the printing house and primary and secondary schools reach a supply agreement?" Without the middleman of the supply and marketing cooperative, it must be cheaper, right? ”

Dad Lin looked at Minister Huang and asked him with his eyes if it was feasible.

Lin Dad's department is responsible for safety-related matters, and he can neither interfere nor understand the affairs between the factory and the supply and marketing cooperative.

Minister Huang touched his nose, and wanted to say that this matter really didn't belong to him, but looking at the book in Lin Nianhe's arms that he didn't know how many times he had written, and thinking about the blandly stewed cabbage in the children's lunch boxes......

Minister Huang frowned and stomped his feet: "I want it!" I'll talk to Lao Yan about this when I go back! If the turtle son doesn't agree, Lao Tzu will shave his skull! ”

Lin Nianhe listened to this familiar threat, and couldn't help but be curious: "I take the liberty to ask, Uncle Huang, did you also study at the Army Military Academy before?" ”

"Right! I'm the nineteenth issue, and your old man is the twenty-second issue, so he has to call me senior. ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Sure enough, the teacher went out of the same door.