Chapter 1794: Things Are Different Now 7
Although the state has issued many strict regulations to prohibit the flow between urban and rural areas, requiring letters of introduction to enter the city, take a bus, and stay in a hotel, the law is nothing more than human feelings, and considering the situation of people on long-term business trips, there are such regulations to temporarily transfer grain and oil relations. It's just that the time for their brothers and sisters is a little long, but it's not a problem for their parents.
Xibao’s grain and oil relationship was not transferred at first, but later because he lived in his hometown for a long time, he applied for a temporary transfer and settled in the city.
Except for the educated youth who went to the countryside, it was very difficult to transfer urban and rural household registration, even through marriage.
Upon learning that the grain and oil supply for her children had been transferred to Huaihai City, Wang Fengqiao felt relieved. But she was also annoyed that she had not cared enough about Xibao and had not even known about such an operation. No wonder Xibao had never lacked food when she lived in her hometown.
After Xibao took her younger brother and sister away, Wang Fengqiao packed a bag of noodles and carried a basket of eggs to them.
In order to cut off the capitalist tail, their family only raised three chickens, but she and her husband lived alone and had very little expenses. The money they earned from work points every year was enough for them to spend, so they saved the eggs for their own consumption and occasionally gave one or two to their grandchildren, instead of taking them to the supply and marketing cooperative to exchange them for needles, thread, matches and other daily necessities like most of their neighbors.
When Wang Feng arrived, Wang Zhengguo was talking to Cheng Baoguo. Many other fellow villagers came to join in the fun. One family sent a basket of eggs, another sent a bowl of meatballs, or some potatoes, radishes, cabbage and dried vegetables.
Ye Yan, who was hiding in the east wing and refusing to come out, was secretly thankful that he was not one of the children of the Lu family. He had long discovered that everyone was more interested in the children of the Lu family.
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Lu Erxiong grabbed Lu Tianzhi's arm and said, "Second cousin, you have to keep your word and take us to see the big mule!"
Too enthusiastic, I can’t resist it!
Lu Erxiong glared at him hatefully, then sat in the corner holding the bowl of meatballs and started eating.
Lu Tianzhi laughed, but said, "You wish! Everyone is here to see you. If you leave, won't it be a waste of their trip? Just sit there and call for help. Don't even think about leaving."
Fubao and the triplets’ faces were almost frozen from laughing.
Fubao wanted to meet old gentlemen such as Jin Ruochu and Wen Ruyu as soon as possible, so he cleverly pushed Lu Erxiong.
"Erxiong, don't you want to ride in a mule cart? I'm curious too!"
The meatballs were not as delicious as those fried with beef. They were not new meatballs, so they were not crispy enough but rather soft. After eating a few meatballs, Lu Erxiong put the bowl back on the table, reached into his pocket for the melon seeds, and hid nearby to eat them while listening to people praising them for being so polite and well-mannered, as well as their compliments to Cheng Baoguo and his wife.
As the situation became increasingly different, the origins of Wang Xinsheng and Cheng Baoguo were no longer hidden, and everyone in the Wanglou Brigade felt proud of it. How could they not be proud that their Wanglou Brigade had produced three great figures?
The older generation is Wang Xinsheng and Cheng Baoguo, the current generation is Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, and the next generation will surely surpass their predecessors.
Because of these great figures, Wanglou Brigade developed better and better. The commune, county and city all gave them face. Many times, Wanglou Brigade would not be left out when good things happened. The development of breeding industry in Wanglou Brigade was also very smooth, except for special circumstances. For example, when they had walk-behind tractors, they had no share of Dongfanghong crawler tractors.
Someone suggested: "Captain, it's the end of the year, why don't we kill the pig tomorrow?"
(End of this chapter)