Two days have passed since the incident, and everyone has tacitly agreed not to eat in the office.
I would also avoid talking about food because of the ginger tea. After vomiting, I said to everyone calmly:
"It's nothing. I was standing guard at the execution ground on Sunday and I couldn't eat because of it."
She said this cheerfully, and the others felt a chill on the back of their necks.
Now that we have entered the twelfth lunar month, the following are probably the topics of our daily conversation.
"How many kinds of porridge will your family make this year for Laba Festival?"
"Is the Laba garlic pickled yet?"
The topics in their office have been very serious these past two days. When they have nothing to do, several older sisters gather together to read quotations.
The atmosphere was very serious. If Sister Wang hadn't quietly told her that the Chairman's quotations would keep her safe, no evil spirits would dare to approach her.
She really thought that everyone was both red and professional and wanted to participate in some activities.
After get off work, I went to the militia company for training. It got dark very early in the winter nights.
Walking in a deserted alley on a dark night, even the slightest sound will be amplified.
Jiang Cha mustered up his courage and sang a random mix of songs. He racked his brains to think of other songs. If he hummed a few more, he wouldn't be afraid when he got home!
"A big river with wide waves; I have been wandering around the world all my life and have become indifferent to the present; my lover is in my heart, and I am heartbroken, ah ah ah ah ah"
I don't know what I was thinking, but while humming, I suddenly remembered a line from an opera.
Chu Renmei sang the Cantonese opera "The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village". She clearly couldn't remember it and didn't know how she managed to recite it. She was so scared that she ran while screaming.
It was so scary that I lit two candles at home and crawled into bed, but I still didn't feel safe. Finally, I retreated into the space and felt better. After all, no one else could come in here.
In the morning, Jiang Cha was dressed tightly and preparing to take the bus to work when he saw the bound-foot detective team at the entrance of their alley. They looked particularly serious today.
"Good morning, grandmas!"
Like every day, she greets everyone she sees. She is a polite child.
"Xiao Jiang, come here. I want to ask you, did you hear anything yesterday? Late at night, several houses in our alley heard a woman singing."
The one who grabbed her was Grandma Su from the alley, who looked at her nervously. It seemed that everyone was scared to death yesterday.
"By the way, that woman's singing was not only creepy but also quite unpleasant. If we hadn't been so scared by her screaming afterwards that we didn't dare to come out, we would have wanted to drink her up."
Jiang Cha said seriously that it was so scary that she didn't dare to come out and the candle was burning all night.
What they are looking for is the howling ghost, what does it have to do with her ginger tea?
Everyone in the office was busy, and they skillfully took apart the knitted gloves, ironed them, dyed them with some colors, and knitted them into beautiful little waistcoats.
She is clumsy with her hands and is staring at the section chief working.
The section chief wrapped the wire around the stove several times, making circles that looked like petals.
I heard that this is to keep the steamed bread slices and corn bread slices in the oven. Using the heat outside the oven, slowly roast the food until it is crispy and fragrant.
If your family is well-off, roasting some sweet potatoes, peanuts, and chestnuts is also very good.
Of course, more families use it to bake insoles and cotton boots. The snow on the road in winter makes the boots wet and cold. Put them on the stove to bake and wear them warm in the morning. The smell is more intoxicating.
Ever since the small rack was installed, everyone has been baking food in various ways, allowing her, a country bumpkin, to see the various ways to use the stove.
The food I got from the canteen is cold, but I can boil it quickly on the stove because the aluminum lunch box conducts heat quickly.
The skin of the orange is black after being roasted, and the flesh inside is so hot that it burns your mouth, and the sour and sweet taste is more obvious.
Red dates are also roasted and have a caramel flavor when soaked in water.
There are also pears. Take a teacup, pour some water in it, put the pears in, and leave it alone until the rich fragrance comes out.
The pear soup made in this way tastes better than the one boiled. I have learned a lot of good things from the older sisters.
Everything I eat and drink every day is sweet, and I smell like caramel when I come out.
The militia company trained so hard that I gained several pounds. If it weren't for the high volume of exercise, my belly would have bulged out.
Just when she felt she had adapted to the intensity of the training and could go to work normally the next day, except that she could not eat meat.
Received a notice to go on a mission at night, and the specific task needs to be arranged on site.
Everyone was ready to fight, not only to catch a few bad guys immediately, but also to fire a few shots on the spot.
"Recently, a series of girls have gone missing, and we have been ordered to patrol the streets in sections."
Knowing that the target this time might be a human trafficker, everyone agreed to beat him up if they caught him.
In fact, the capital is so big, it is impossible for them to meet each other.
Besides, criminals usually commit crimes in gangs, and they act in groups according to their training teams.
"If I were to run into those bastards, I would break their fingers before they dare to do anything bad."
Guangjin put something in his pocket. He didn't know what it was, but it looked bulging.
Late at night, a few people walked on the deserted streets and wandered around the alleys.
"What kind of girls do you think human traffickers are looking for? We have three girls on our team, but we can't attract a human trafficker. You guys can't do that either!"
Don't mess with girls, especially those who know a few tricks.
The truth that Guangjin gained with blood and tears later became an important point in the family motto.
"Let's sing a song. Let's each sing a few lines. This will keep us from getting bored and sleepy later."
Others may not know, but Lei Zi and Guang Jin know that she sings freely and not a single word is in tune.
"Learn from Lei Feng's good example——"
"A big river with wide waves——"
"The golden mountain in Beijing shines in all directions—"
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