Li Fen looked at the big bowl of black and yellow sliced noodles in her hand with a lump of salt as big as a fist on top, and wanted to say, "Are you trying to piss me off to death?" But she was so angry that she couldn't speak fluently.
"Mom, don't be polite. This is for you to eat first. We have more, enough." Wei Dingbang insisted that Li Fen was being polite. After forcing the bowl into her hands, he scooped another bowl of noodles for Lu Manyue. This time, he looked at the sauce carefully and added it in little by little. After tasting it, he handed it to Lu Manyue.
Lu Manyue glanced at Li Fen. In the past, whenever her mother wiped away tears or fainted, she would go up to her and let her pinch her and vent her anger.
But now, she really couldn't move her feet.
Li Fen was thinking about her plan for later. This ungrateful person was no longer willing to eat the food she offered him. If she didn't ease the relationship, her plan for later would be ruined. She swallowed her anger and gave Lu Manyue a stiff smile.
Lu Manyue felt strange in her heart, but she was really hungry and wanted to say something, but Wei Dingbang directly picked up a piece of knife-cut noodles and fed it to her.
Wow, delicious.
Lu Manyue's eyes suddenly lit up.
He took the bowl and ate mouthful after mouthful, and asked Wei Dingbang to quickly fill a bowl for him as well: "If the noodles clump together, they won't taste good. White flour is too difficult to replace. If they clump together, it will be wasted."
Li Fen looked at the large pot of sliced noodles in the pot and quickly took a clean enamel basin to fill it up. The cooked noodles could also be sent to her mother's house for her brother's family to eat.
This is good stuff.
Who knew that just as the noodles were served, a hand reached out, took the bowl from her hand skillfully, and poured in the sauce and salt.
The amount is precisely controlled.
"Thank you, mother-in-law." Wei Dingbang carried the bowl and sat next to Lu Manyue, then started eating with a grunt.
In the end, the pot was scraped clean, and not a single piece of the knife-cut noodles made from white flour was left.
Li Fen's face was numb and she kept repeating to herself: Hold on, hold on, hold on.
A woman wearing a blue-gray Zhongshan suit and a factory clerk badge on her chest came up the stairs and walked straight to Li Fen's door. She said with a stern face, "Director Yang is back and wants to see the production capacity registration of Production Group 3. Group 3 sent the capacity book to the deputy director and found that a few numbers didn't match. He asked the registrar Comrade Lu Manyue to check them."
"My baby Man Yue has injured his leg and it's inconvenient for him to walk." Li Fen looked at the clerk in embarrassment.
"I am only responsible for passing on the message. The factory's time is valuable, you can handle it yourselves." The clerk said and turned to leave.
Seeing that Lu Manyue had almost finished eating, Wei Dingbang quickly squatted in front of her and motioned for her to get on his back.
The clerk suddenly turned his head and glanced at Wei Dingbang, frowning and saying, "Outsiders are not allowed to enter the workshop and factory area."
Li Fen hurried to check on her neighbor, and soon brought a burly woman over.
"Man Yue, let Aunt Wang carry you."
Aunt Wang is Qin San's mother. Qin San was falsely accused of climbing into the bathhouse and scaring Lu Manyue. Aunt Wang has always felt guilty. She and Wang Jinhua had a quarrel before, so the possibility of her conspiring with Wang Jinhua is zero. She is also strong, so it is no problem for her to carry her on her back.
Lu Manyue thought about it for a moment and agreed.
Wei Dingbang quietly asked Lu Manyue if this man was reliable.
Lu Manyue said it was reliable.
Wei Dingbang let go.
Aunt Wang carried Lu Manyue on her back without saying a word and followed the clerk.
Wei Dingbang wanted to follow, but Li Fen held him back and said, "I have something to tell you. Man Yue will be back soon. The acting factory director is a very upright person. Nothing will happen if Man Yue goes to see him."
Wei Dingbang squinted his eyes and looked at Li Fen, rubbing her lower back twice.
At that moment, Li Fen felt a little creepy, and for no reason she felt that there was murderous intent in the eyes of this cheap son-in-law.
"Man Yue will come back the same way she went. If anyone dares to touch her hair, I, Wei Dingbang, will skin that person alive and no one can stop me."
The clerk walked slowly, and when she heard what Wei Dingbang said, she curled her lips and smiled contemptuously.
A disabled old man who works as a farmer in the countryside has a really big tone.
Lu Manyue was carried by Aunt Wang to the room at the end of the first floor of the factory office area.
Lu Manyue had been to this room before. It was originally a storage room, but later it was converted into a small meeting room. Acting Factory Director Yang would occasionally take a nap there.
Seeing that it was a familiar place, Lu Manyue's guarded heart suddenly relaxed.
After entering, Aunt Wang carefully placed Lu Manyue on a chair and turned to leave. The clerk said that the acting factory director might go upstairs to get the registration books of several other production groups in the workshop, and asked Lu Manyue to stay here for a while.
After the clerk left, Lu Manyue waited for only a short while before she saw Lu Dashan coming over with his cup of boiling water.
"The acting factory manager asked me to come here to check the production capacity. The numbers you wrote are a bit vague. Is this number 5 or 6?"
Seeing that the person coming to check the numbers was her father, Lu Manyue felt even more relaxed.
However, seeing Lu Dashan holding the kettle and slurping water after saying a few words, Lu Manyue licked her dry lips and forced herself to suppress her thirst.
She had been plotted against by her mother once, so she became wary.
After the father and daughter checked last month's production capacity figures, Lu Dashan had already drunk most of the boiled water.
I carefully observed Lu Dashan's face and everything seemed normal.
Last time, she started to feel dizzy and sleepy not long after eating the bowl of noodles. Now, she has been doing this for half an hour, and Lu Dashan is becoming more and more energetic.
"Dad, pour me some of your water." Lu Manyue talked for a long time until her mouth was dry. Now that she was sure that the water was safe, she immediately asked Lu Dashan for water.
Lu Dashan turned the lid of the cup upside down and held it in his hand. He poured a few mouthfuls of water onto the lid with the enamel cup, blew on it, and carefully handed it to Lu Manyue, "Drink a little first, and then drink a big gulp when you feel it's not too hot. Be careful not to get burned."
Lu Manyue drank in small sips. After she finished the water in the glass, Lu Dashan poured her some more.
"Why hasn't the acting factory director come yet? Has he gotten so busy that he forgot to ask us to come and check the production capacity?" Lu Dashan had almost finished the water in the enamel cup. He had to go back to the workshop soon. The temperature in the steel plant workshop was very high. It was summer now, and the temperature was at least 50 or 60 degrees. It would be impossible to survive without water.
He got up to fetch water.
Not long after Lu Dashan left, the female clerk in her thirties came.
She talked to Lu Manyue about this and that for a while, glancing at her face intentionally or unintentionally.
Lu Manyue lowered her head and checked the production capacity figures again and again, and no one saw her inquiring gaze.
"The acting factory director is stuck with something. Please wait here." The female clerk sat for a while before leaving.
Less than two minutes after she left, Lu Manyue rubbed her eyes, which were a little dry from staring at the data, and then yawned.
Before she finished yawning, her whole body trembled, her eyes showed fear, she stood up unsteadily, and walked out holding on to the wall.
Still got it…
It's the lid of Dad's teacup...