Zhang Shuguang, a struggling author from the 21st century, spent years staying up late writing. He finally died from overwork and became a member of the transmigration army.
However, Zhang Sh...
"Sister, second brother should wash it first before eating."
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After unloading the car, Zhang Shuguang picked up a shovel and rode his tricycle out the door.
It was almost noon, and members of the cooperative were coming down the hill with their children one after another, each with more or less mountain products in their baskets.
When they saw Zhang Shuguang, everyone would stop and say hello. Some members even wanted to come over to help, but were rejected by Zhang Shuguang.
I dug a cartload of clay and picked up another cartload of relatively flat stones. There was also a smaller stove in the kitchen, so the materials should be enough to build two stoves.
Zhang Shuguang's family had hand-rolled noodles for lunch. The noodles were chewy and smooth, and the noodle soup was thick. Add to that the fried golden farm eggs and tender green onions, which whetted people's appetite.
"Grandson, don't buy so much fruit in the future. It's not enough to satisfy your hunger, and it's awfully expensive. You still need to save your salary to get married."
When she first saw the basket of fruits, Liu Guixiang was afraid that her eldest grandson would be unhappy, so she held back and didn't say anything, but now she really couldn't help it.
"Grandma, I know what's going on. Isn't it almost Mid-Autumn Festival? The factory has purchased a lot of fruit from the south as a benefit for the workers.
These fruits don’t cost money, otherwise I wouldn’t be willing to buy so much!”
Zhang Shuguang is now extremely grateful for his decision to find a job.
"It's free? It's good that it's free. The fruits in the south are really good. They are much more delicious than the wild fruits in our mountains."
When the old lady heard that it was distributed by the factory again, she was instantly happy.
There was laughter and joy in the second house, but there was gloom and sorrow in the first house.
Bai Yanniang returned home covered in sweat and felt a little relieved.
After a whole morning of worry, fear, and grievances, coupled with being tired and hungry, Bai Yanniang could no longer control her emotions. She sat down on the ground and cried her heart out.