It's a match!
A large box of matches with ten smaller boxes inside.
The sparks on each box of matches resemble Li Jinfeng driving a tractor.
"Jinfeng, the matches our factory has printed with your portrait on them are now available on the market. I heard from the old folks at our factory that they're selling incredibly well, and almost every household is using them!"
Not only matches, spring sowing is about to begin, and the county has also begun to promote agriculture in full swing.
Now many production teams have received the brochure and have also seen the poster of Li Jinfeng driving a tractor in the brochure.
Many people are wondering whether the people in the propaganda posters are real or fictional.
Sometimes, at the factory, when Huang Yu heard everyone talking about this, he always looked proud and proud.
However, she never told anyone about Jin Feng, nor did she let anyone know that she was Jin Feng's sister-in-law.
Huang Yu was secretly happy.
Li Jinfeng opened the big box of matches and took out a small box. Looking at herself on the matchbox, the smile on her lips grew deeper and deeper.
It’s a pity that Lu Jianguo is not around at the moment, otherwise she would definitely let Lu Jianguo take a look.
And Grandpa Lu, and others...
"Sister-in-law, can you give me a box of matches?" Li Jinfeng asked Huang Yu.
She wanted to put a box into the space and take it to Jiangbei Province.
No, she also wants to buy a big box and put it in her space as a souvenir.
Wait ten, twenty, or thirty years before taking it out.
"Of course, I brought it back to give it to you!" Huang Yu said.
To be honest, Huang Yu now feels that when he visits relatives in the future, he doesn't need to give anything else but these matches.
Huang Yu had already inquired about it. The regular employees of the match factory received a monthly salary of 20 yuan and one industrial coupon each month. If the industrial coupons were too tight, other tickets might be used instead, but the standard for distributing a large box of matches each month would not change.
In other words, there will be a lot of these matches at home in the future.
After hearing what Huang Yu said, Li Jinfeng took a box of matches with confidence.
At the same time, Zhao Mingcheng's home.
Zhao Mingcheng's mother Yi Guihua stared at the sparks on her newly bought matchbox for a long time. The more she looked, the more familiar the person on it looked to her.
"Oh my God, Mingcheng's father, look at this person on the matchstick. Why does he look so much like Jinfeng?"
Holding a box of matches, Yi Guihua shouted in a hoarse voice.
"What Jinfeng? I think you are missing the girl. Are your eyes blurry?" Zhao Shun said unhappily.
He bought the matches, so why didn’t he see Jin Feng?
In fact, a large box of matches is wrapped in gray paper on the top. Only by tearing off this layer of gray paper can you see the small box of matches inside.
Only small boxes of matches have sparks printed on them.
"Hey, why don't you believe me? Look, isn't it the Golden Phoenix?"
Yi Guihua stuffed the match into Zhao Shun's hand.
Zhao Shun was delighted when he saw it!
Haha, it’s true!
"What's going on? I haven't heard Jinfeng mention it. Could it be that they are just people who look the same?" Zhao Shun asked.
"What are you talking about? It's Jinfeng. Look, the tractor is still there!"
Yi Guihua pointed at the tractor driven by Li Jinfeng on the sparks.
Isn't this the same car they've seen before?
"This is really an honor. How did this girl do it?" Zhao Shun asked.
"I don't know either, but I just feel proud! Hehe, when I think about all the matches my relatives and friends have bought at home, I feel happy! No, I won't cook dinner tonight, I'm going to go talk to the neighbors!"
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