Chapter 1788: Today is Different than in the Past 1

When we arrived at Wanglou Brigade, it was already past seven in the evening.

It was freezing cold, late at night, and not even the sound of roosters crowing or dogs barking could be heard.

The rumbling sound of the tractor woke up many villagers who had fallen asleep and worked from sunrise to sunset. In an instant, several houses turned on the lights and dim light shone through the windows.

"The sound of our brigade's tractor, is that Xi Bao coming to pick someone up?"

"Of course it is. Apart from our brigade, which brigade nearby has a tractor?"

"I got up and went to see. Lu Jiang gave birth to five babies in one go. Triplets are unique to our brigade. They grow up in the military compound just like Xi Bao. They look different from us country people."

The tractor was driving quite fast, and when the sound was heard, the tractor had already passed by.

Zhou Zhou responded, "Go inside and wash your hands first. There's hot water in the thermos."

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Mix hot water with cold water, and Xibao asks everyone to wash their hands first.

Thermos bottles require industrial coupons. Because of Cheng Baoguo and his wife, their Wanglou Brigade has no shortage of industrial coupons. Anyone who wants to buy industrial products such as thermos bottles and iron pots will come to Lu's father and ask Zhao Anbang for a few industrial coupons. Therefore, every family with good conditions has one or two iron thermos bottles. The Lu family even bought four new ones after receiving the news from Lu Jiang.

Cheng Baoguo listened to the noisy sound, looked at the houses passing by on both sides, and asked in surprise: "Our brigade has electricity?"

The enamel basin on the basin rack was Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue's wedding item. It was very sturdy and durable, except for the fact that Xi Bao accidentally broke off a little bit of the porcelain on the edge, revealing the black iron inside.

"Erxiong, I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're back!" Father Lu couldn't hide the smile on his face, and his wrinkles smoothed out. He missed them so much after not seeing them for a year or so. "Where are your brothers and sisters?"

Lu Erxiong was full of energy. He lay on the edge of the truck bed, his two big eyes rolling around. "Grandpa, here I come!"

The tractor stopped at the door of the Lu family. Father Lu came out wearing a military coat, followed by Guan Yu. Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but smile, "You came at the right time. The electricity will be available in the fall. You won't have to use kerosene lamps to read and write in the future."

The granddaughter was delicate, the grandson was weak, and the sworn brothers were both old and weak. Father Lu quickly asked them to get out of the car and go into the house, not forgetting to lend a hand to one or two people. He handed the luggage to Lu Tianzhi, Guan Yu and the orderly. On the way into the house, he turned his head and said to the kitchen: "Zhou Zhou, everyone is here, the noodles can be put into the pot, and make a few more poached eggs."

Ye Yan smiled at him shyly, revealing a row of white teeth in the night.

Fubao took the towel and wiped his hands carefully, and also wiped Dundun and Zhuangzhuang clean. Only Lu Erxiong was very curious. He shook off the water stains on his hands and walked around the house, looking at the east room, the west room, and then back to the main room.

As soon as he finished speaking, a row of little heads popped out of the truck bed, lay on the edge of the truck bed, and called "Grandpa" in unison.

Zhou Zhou had brought in a large bowl of noodles. "Guan Yu, take a bowl and serve the rice. One poached egg per person."

Guan Yu put down the last piece of luggage, asked Xiao Miao to wash his hands, then opened the cupboard, took out the bowls and chopsticks, quickly served a dozen bowls of noodles, and cooked lard. Chopped green onions and cabbage leaves floated in the soup, and the rich aroma filled the whole house.

"Brother, you're living a good life!" Cheng Baoguo held the large porcelain bowl and slurped the noodles into his mouth.

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Pure white noodles, chewy and springy.

(End of this chapter)