Chapter 152: Two pieces of news brought by Hu Shuang
The primary election lasted for four days and finally ended.
"Oh, another headache-inducing job." Zhang Wenxin sighed.
She compiled a list of about fifty people that she had selected over the past few days, and they still needed to narrow the list down to less than thirty.
Yu Zhile smiled and said, "Indeed, there are many outstanding talents."
During the primary election, they met nearly two hundred people, and the performances of many of them were beyond their expectations. The hard-working life has buried the talents of too many people.
After some discussion, they decided to group the existing list according to the type of program, and then everyone would vote to decide the final candidates for each group.
At that time, many people in the sideline group had not left yet, so it was a good time to vote.
Zhang Wenxin quickly divided the group, gathered everyone around a long table, and asked Yu Chuyue to be the scorer.
"The first group is folk songs." She read out the names one by one, "Everyone, vote for the one you think is the best."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone raised their fingers. After repeating the same process several times, the final list was voted out.
"Sister Yu, can we go and notify them?" Zhang Ping's daughter Zhang Xiaoyun asked in a crisp voice. Behind her stood a group of children with eager eyes.
Yu Zhile handed her the list and said with a smile, "Sure, can you recognize all the characters?"
Zhang Xiaoyun puffed out her chest and read it aloud, without making any mistakes in reading a single word.
"Great." Yu Zhile ruffled her hair. "Go ahead. By the way, ask everyone to come to the courtyard for a meeting tomorrow night."
Zhang Xiaoyun and her friends saluted her and said in unison: "We promise to complete the mission."
Then, she ran out of the yard first, shaking the paper and shouting like a little newsboy in the movie. Her friends ran after her and repeated her words.
The village became lively again because of this news, and everyone congratulated the elected person with a smile.
At six o'clock in the evening, the sunset turned the sky into a light pink, and smoke rose from every household in the village.
Yu Zhile and Chen Zhao were walking home together and met Zhou Yuesheng who was jogging.
"Sister, I'm going home to find Xiaobao and listen to the radio." Chen Zhao smiled and left tactfully.
Zhou Yuesheng slowed down and stopped beside Yu Zhile, with a somewhat resentful look on his face, like a puppy neglected by its owner.
In the past few days, Yu Zhile went out early and came back late every day. In the morning, he went to the county to follow up on the purchase of shrimp seedlings. At noon, he planned the small production line of fresh jellyfish cans. In the evening, he had to participate in the primary election. He was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he got home at night. Sometimes he even had three meals a day in the small courtyard of the sideline group, so the time they spent together was drastically reduced.
"What's that expression?" Yu Zhile found it funny and scratched his chin. "We'll be busy for the next half month."
Zhou Yuesheng was silent for a while and said, "It feels like you are teasing a puppy."
The next second, they both recalled a memory at the same time. Yu Zhile burst out laughing, while Zhou Yuesheng's ears turned red.
"Are you tired? I'll give you a massage tonight." Zhou Yuesheng changed the subject abruptly.
Yu Zhile responded: "Tired, OK."
Then, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and repeated in Zhou Yuesheng's ear what he had said before, then ran away with a smile.
Zhou Yuesheng burst out laughing, rubbed his ears, quickly caught up with her and took her hand.
As soon as the two entered the room, Yu Haiguang saw their hands clasped together. Behind Yu Wanqin's back, he gestured to Zhou Yuesheng a few times and with a fierce expression asked him to practice Sanda tonight.
"Dad." Yu Zhile curled his lips.
Yu Haiguang changed his expression in a second and said "eh" with a smile.
Dinner was simple, rice porridge with spicy fried clams and cold cucumbers, but everyone enjoyed it very much.
As night slowly falls, cool breezes blow in gusts, blowing away the lingering heat of summer.
Lan Yuanyuan has recently started making clothes independently, and she pulled Yu Zhile aside to ask about the small details of the cutting drawings of several tops she had drawn before.
In the blink of an eye, Yu Haiguang and Zhou Yuesheng disappeared.
"Your father will know when to stop." Yu Wanqin noticed her daughter's small movement of looking around.
Yu Zhile hugged her arm affectionately and said, "I am concerned about Dad. He is so old, and he still invites people to fight."
"You have really grown up." Yu Wanqin tapped her forehead lovingly, "Don't let your father hear this, or he will be mad at Xiao Zhou."
Yu Zhile didn't say anything, but rubbed her neck playfully.
The mother and daughter snuggled together and whispered, but they were always paying attention to the movements towards the gate.
It was almost time for them to rest, but they were nowhere to be seen. Yu Zhile asked Yu Wanqin to take a shower first, and waited for a while after she returned to the room before entering the bathroom.
When she walked out of the bath room, covered in steam, she just happened to see Zhou Yuesheng limping into the yard.
"Dad, why did you hit me so hard?" Yu Zhile hurriedly walked up to him, "Are you injured anywhere else?"
Zhou Yuesheng saw the water droplets disappear along the ends of her hair between her collarbone and collar. He raised his hand and grasped her wet hair, took off the towel that she had casually draped over her shoulders, and wiped her hair.
"It's okay, I just accidentally hit a stone." he replied.
Yu Zhile said, "Oh," and then asked, "What about Dad? Is he injured?"
"No, I'm still as good as ever." Zhou Yuesheng recalled his figure pulling weeds by the river, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
Yu Zhile felt so sleepy when his hair was only half dry that his head nodded involuntarily.
Zhou Yuesheng led her into the house and let her sleep on the table. After her hair was dry, he carried her back to bed and walked out quietly.
Unexpectedly, he happened to run into Yu Haiguang who had just returned home, and was dragged by his collar to the backyard.
The next morning, Chen Zhao, who was sitting opposite the two men, looked at them for a long time with a frown on his face, muttering to himself, "I always feel like something is weird."
Knowing the reason, Yu Wanqin lowered her head and held back her laughter, nudging Yu Haiguang with her elbow.
Yu Haiguang, whose pain point was touched, quickly covered his face with the bowl, grinning.
After breakfast, Yu Zhile went to the courtyard of the sideline group. Today they had to make 150 cans of fresh jellyfish and send them to the three surrounding towns.
As soon as she and Zhang Wenxin stopped at the gate of the courtyard, they saw their second aunt leading a dozen old sisters to appear at the end of another road.
"Len Ni, Xin Ni, are these people enough? If not, I'll call more." Second Aunt greeted them loudly.
Zhang Wenxin quickly replied: "That's enough, let's go to the beach."
Those who come here are elderly ladies who cannot physically withstand long hours of farm work but want to earn some work points.
What the supplementary food team needs to improve most at the moment is efficiency, so Yu Zhile separated the steps of collecting and processing ingredients and set up a number of four-centimeter posts.
The group headed to the beach in a mighty procession, while the official members of the team stayed in the courtyard to do the preliminary disinfection work.
The ladies were very skillful. After picking up the jellyfish, they rushed back to the yard, took the initiative to form groups to form a small assembly line, and carried out the work of fetching water, cleaning and cutting into strips in an orderly manner.
The preparation process of spicy and sour jellyfish is simpler than that of pickled pepper sauce and spicy fried abalone and snails. One hundred and sixty-five cans were ready before noon, and a few cans of spicy fried abalone and snails were also made at the same time.
"Each supply and marketing cooperative will receive five more cans, and the spicy fried abalone and snails will be given privately to the purchasers." Yu Zhile watched everyone put the cans into the iron box, "Also, be sure to pay attention to safety on the road."
She had already attached ice and snow bubbles to the surface of the box, and had also specially adjusted the properties to make the temperature closer to reality.
"Okay, we will pay more attention to it." Ge Xiaoju and Zhang Ling nodded in unison.
After the break, they took the initiative to apply to be transferred out of the food stall and take over the work of promotion and delivery.
"Have a safe trip." Yu Zhile hugged them one by one.
The two men driving the ox cart slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Thank you all for your hard work today. The next time will be three days later, and we just need to arrive at this time today." Yu Zhile turned around and said to everyone.
Second Aunt smiled and said, "It's just a small job. It's not hard. We were also people who carried bags when we were young."
"That's right, after working for a while, I feel like my bones are alive again."
"Yes, it's much easier than I thought."
The ladies all agreed and then left happily hand in hand.
Yu Zhile returned to the courtyard, looked at the Yumi group that was forced to the wall, and fell into deep thought.
"What? Are you planning to build another yard?" Zhang Wenxin understood her thoughts at a glance.
Yu Zhile came back to his senses, nodded, and said, "The place is too small to carry out three tasks at the same time, and the scale of the surimi team will definitely be expanded by then."
"It's indeed a bit small. If the delivery dates coincide, I won't be able to move freely." Zhang Wenxin touched his chin.
Yu Chuyue saw them staring at one place, so she approached and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Zhang Wenxin told her the issues they had discussed.
"Once the shrimp pond is dug, we can build a yard next to it." Yu Chuyue said, "There is enough money in the account to build several such yards."
As soon as she said this, the workshop flow of the provincial capital's cannery appeared in Yu Zhile's mind, and the various divisions were automatically arranged in her mind to form a combination that was more suitable for the current Haiyu Village.
"Okay, I'll give you the drawings later," she said.
Zhang Wenxin and the others opened their eyes wide and asked in surprise, "So fast?"
"I thought about this when I visited the cannery in the provincial capital before," Yu Zhile explained.
After saying that, she went to the book corner to get a pen and paper, scribbled out the envisioned drawing, marked the dimensions in detail, and spent an hour scribbling and revising it.
When he looked up again, Yu Zhile found Hu Shuang sitting opposite him.
Hu Shuang's first reaction was to check his watch, then raised his eyebrows at Zhang Wenxin and Yu Chuyue: "I win, Lele didn't see me for more than half an hour."
The two men showed resigned expressions and obediently took out a dime.
Yu Zhile burst out laughing and asked, "Busy Hu, why are you here?"
"Of course I came to play with you. Yuanyuan is here too. I'm bored on vacation." Hu Shuang shrugged and raised two fingers. "I also brought two pieces of news. One is about Haiyu Village, and the other is about you and my mother."
Afterwards, she crossed her arms and asked Yu Zhile to guess.
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