Hu Xiuying rolled her eyes at her, "Your skin is really thick. I've never seen anyone with such a thick skin."
Aunt Zhao showed no shyness or embarrassment whatsoever. She casually patted the pumpkin and said, "Hurry up and cut the pumpkin up and give me a piece. I need to go back and cook pumpkin porridge for my grandson."
Hu Xiuying slapped her hand away, "Why didn't you say you wanted to fry pumpkin cakes?"
Aunt Zhao's eyes widened. "Isn't that a waste of oil? Even if we scrimp and save, it won't be enough to last a month."
"By the way, speaking of oil... Ah Cong's dad, I heard that your dad made an oil press himself and brought it home for his own use?"
"I also heard that the machinery factory used the kind of oil press your dad made and planned to sell it to other factories at the Canton Fair."
"Did you see what that oil press looked like when you went back?"
Aunt Zhao is a very well-informed person.
With no job and her children grown up, she spends most of her time gossiping with people, besides doing housework and taking care of her grandchildren.
Therefore, she was also very good at gathering information, and she had heard about what happened to the Zhou family on Guangming Road.
It's a pity that she doesn't have any relatives on Guangming Road, so she doesn't have an excuse to visit the Zhou family and take a look at their oil press when she wants to.
"I also heard that your sister-in-law took a lot of peanuts to be pressed into oil and sent nearly ten catties of oil back to her parents' home."
"That's ten pounds of oil! How long will it take to finish it?"
Aunt Zhao was extremely envious.
When she heard that the Xu family had received so much cooking oil, she felt particularly envious of them every time she saw her own empty oil jars.
"What about your family? Dad, do you want to take some things to have oil pressed?" Aunt Zhao asked Zhou Cunming.
Zhou Cunming was extremely puzzled.
"My dad made an oil press? And he brought it home? How come I didn't know?"
Having just returned from a long trip, all he had heard about was that his third brother had two daughters and that his mother had adopted an orphan who had lost his parents. He had no idea that his father had made an oil press.
That's an oil press.
In those days, owning a radio or a bicycle was something to be proud of.
Even a home-use oil press is still a fairly large machine.
How could he not know that his family had such a large item?
Aunt Zhao chuckled and said, "Yes, your dad is amazing."
“Ah Cong’s dad, you really have a bad reputation. Your dad is a level seven welder, and he’s not even fifty years old yet.”
"That level eight welder at the machine factory is almost seventy years old."
“Your dad has a very bright future ahead of him. It’s a real shame you didn’t learn welding from him.”
Li Cheng, who was sitting in the living room drinking tea, was somewhat displeased upon hearing this, not knowing when he would return.
"Zhao Guijin, are you saying that there's no future for Cunming learning to drive and repair cars from me?"
Li Cheng was genuinely unhappy.
He admitted that a level 7 welder is very skilled, but he is also a senior driver and master craftsman. What's wrong with his son-in-law driving and repairing cars with him?
Countless people want to learn to drive and repair cars from him, and countless people try to curry favor with him, the veteran driver of the transport team.
His son-in-law works for him, and he has a very promising future, okay?
Aunt Zhao could hear the displeasure in Li Cheng's tone, but she wasn't intimidated at all. She still smiled and said, "Learning to drive and repair cars with you is certainly promising, but it's also dangerous, isn't it?"
“Every time I go out on a trip, I worry about whether I'll be robbed... Speaking of which, Dad, is the father of the little girl your mom adopted in the same transport team as you?”
Zhou Cunming frowned and nodded, "Yes."
Zhao Yixiu was indeed in the same unit as Zhou Cunming, but their relationship was just so-so. They would nod and greet each other when they met, but wouldn't continue to have a deep conversation.
From the time Zhou Cunming joined the transport team until now, he has never been on the same mission as Zhao Yixiu; they have always been on different missions.
Zhao Yixiu and his group were in one convoy, while Zhou Cunming was in another convoy with his father-in-law. The two didn't interact much.
He was also very surprised to learn that Zhao Yixiu had been robbed while on a mission and had sacrificed himself to protect the other people and the supplies on the vehicle.
Of course, he was also a little scared, after all, he had encountered robbers before when he went out with his father-in-law so many times.
"Right? You know that girl's dad too, right?"
"It's dangerous for you to drive. If you encounter a robbery, you might get into an accident if you're not careful."
“Unlike your father, who wouldn’t encounter any danger while staying in the factory.”
Aunt Zhao chattered on and on, while Hu Xiuying, standing next to her, couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Alright, alright, didn't you say you were going back to cook pumpkin porridge for your grandson?"
"Here, have two pounds of pumpkin. Hurry up and go."
Hu Xiuying had already cut open the whole pumpkin, cut off a piece weighing about two pounds, handed it to Aunt Zhao, and pushed her out the door.
"Hey, hey, hey—I haven't finished talking yet. I haven't finished chatting with Acong's dad."
Aunt Zhao was being pushed out, but she didn't forget to turn back and show that she didn't want to leave.
“Acong’s dad needs to rest. You should go back quickly. It’s getting dark. If you don’t rest, we do need to rest.”
After pushing the people out the door and closing it, Hu Xiuying turned to look at Zhou Cunming and the others, asking, "What about the rest of the pumpkins?"
A whole pumpkin can be stored for a long time, but a cut pumpkin will definitely spoil if it is not eaten quickly.
Even though it's winter here in Guangzhou, the temperature isn't much lower, so they can't freeze vegetables outdoors like they can in the north.
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