It took about half an hour for Zhou Xiaowen to come down again.
Seeing Zhou Xiaowen coming down the mountain through the glass, Wan Feng took the ink box and left the supply and marketing cooperative.
"Teacher, how is it?"
Zhou Xiaowen smiled, and Wan Feng felt relieved, knowing that there was a way.
"The school is based on the actual situation and after careful consideration, for the benefit of the majority..."
"Teacher, we are family, so don't talk to me about those formalities. Damn it." Wan Feng quickly interrupted Zhou Xiaowen.
What the hell are you doing standing outside in this cold weather?
"The principal agreed, but you have to have a reason not to come to school. The reason you stayed at home was because you were sick..."
"Yes, I was ill."
"Don't interrupt. The school has given you 20 days of sick leave. You must be there for the final exams. Remember? Otherwise, the school won't accept it and it will have a bad impact."
That's it.
"No problem, go back and tell the principal that you can see Chaihe at school tomorrow afternoon."
"Here's the ink money."
"Come on, buy some candy for your daughter. I'm going back to recuperate."
This time, Wan Feng felt completely relieved, his fever was half gone, and he was almost cured.
When I returned to my grandma's house singing a little song, my uncle was sweeping the street.
Look, isn't this too idle? The bride doesn't get out of bed for three days, and the groom gets up to sweep the streets the next day. This is also weird.
"Uncle, you've just gotten up and are sweeping the streets?"
Zhu Ping rolled his eyes: "Who told you I just got up? I got up a long time ago."
"Pull it up. When I got up, the curtains to your room were still drawn. Don't think I don't understand."
When it came to knowing everything, Zhu Ping seemed to remember something and became distracted for a moment.
The sharp-eyed Wan Feng smiled wickedly at the first sight.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Ping felt a little embarrassed.
"How's it going? Does the move I taught you work? It's more suitable for summer, and it's also okay in spring and autumn. But it's a bit cold in winter."
"Get out of here right now!"
Zhu Ping swung the broom and was about to hit him, but Wan Feng turned around and ran into his grandmother's house.
But he ran out again a minute later.
"Where can I buy firewood? It should be close but not too far away."
Zhu Ping was stunned: "Why did you buy the firewood?"
"Look at what you're asking. Just cook it. If you want to eat it, you definitely won't buy it."
"The nearest place is Da Ying Commune. It's in the mountains and there's plenty of firewood."
"Does anyone in the team have relatives or connections in the Great British Commune?"
Zhu Ping thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you ask Zhang Hai?"
After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Wan Feng rode his bike towards Xigou. When he arrived at the team headquarters, he saw Zhang Hai coming out of the team headquarters, who seemed to be preparing to go home for dinner.
Zhang Hai stopped when he saw Wan Feng.
Wan Feng threw his problem to Zhang Hai.
Zhang Hai frowned and thought: "I vaguely remember Chen Cang mentioning that he had a sister or younger sister in the Daying Tan family. You can go ask him."
Chen Cang's sister married into the third team of Tanjia Brigade in Daying Commune.
"My sister's family has a lot of firewood, but it's definitely not 10,000 kilograms. But if you collect the firewood from the neighbors, it's probably about the same amount. If there's nothing else there, there's plenty of firewood."
Do you still feel like guarding the mountains with no firewood?
"I don't want rough firewood, I want big firewood made from dry branches. Rough firewood is so brittle that it won't fit in a truck. Do they have a big tractor over there?"
Chen Cang shook his head.
Damn, I have to go get the car myself.
"I'll give you five dollars for work. Go and ask your sister, how much does it cost to drive here? How much does it cost for them to deliver the car?"
"Then I'll leave now. I have nothing to do at home anyway. If I can't make it back tonight, I'll definitely be back around eight or nine tomorrow morning."
Wan Feng gave his bicycle to Chen Cang and gave him five dollars.
Chen Cang hurried home, said something, and then rode his bike with Wan Feng on his back towards Gushan.
Forty or fifty miles north of Gushan Commune is the territory of Daying Commune. Wan Feng estimated that Chen Cang would not be able to return that day.
Chen Cang went to Daying while he went to Gushan to take a bus to the county town.
"If there is a lot of firewood, you might as well carry an extra 5,000 kilograms." Wan Feng reminded Chen Cang again when he jumped off the bicycle at Gushan Station.
Chen Cang rode away on his bike.
Wan Feng waited on the roadside for more than ten minutes and then got on a bus to the county town.
It was already half past twelve when we found Zhou Bingde at his home in the county town.
Zhou Bingde took Wan Feng straight to the bedding factory without any delay. When they arrived at the factory, it was just working hours.
If it is said that the textile printing and dyeing factories have the most female workers, the bedding factories will definitely not accept it. The female workers in the bedding factories are also as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river. During working hours, the female workers outside the factory gate are like waves rolling in a big river.
Thousands of rivers flow into the sea, and the end of the river is the sea. Now the bedding factory is an ocean. After these female workers rushed into the sea, Zhou Bingde brought Wan Feng to the gate of the bedding factory.
After the guard informed them, Zhou Bingde took Wan Feng into the office building of the bedding factory.
"We were the ones who built this building. Could you please give us some suggestions?"
Wan Feng glanced around and said, "What the hell is this?"
Asking him to give feedback on a three-story building that was built five or six years ago, isn't that a joke?
"When our building behind the depression is completed, it will become a model project. The building you are building now will be just like that."
Zhou Bingde laughed when he heard this: "Your boasting is so different from others'."
As they were talking, the two of them walked along the corridor to the door of an office at the back.
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