At this time, most people were waiting here with bowls and chopsticks. Many of them had come from the supply and marketing cooperative. They had watched the excitement over there and then came over. Each household that really wanted to buy something only needed to send one representative.
Lu Yuan planned to have Luo Yaoguo and the others eat at the brigade headquarters office, but Luo Yaoguo said he wouldn't be given special treatment. He wanted to eat like the other members of the brigade, queuing up for food and then squatting on the threshing ground to eat.
“That won’t do, it’s cold outside. Let’s go inside and eat,” Lu Guoan said.
Luo Yaoguo waved his hand, "Why not? If our fellow villagers can do it, why can't we?"
Lu Guoan looked at Lu Yuan, hoping he could persuade him.
Lu Yuan knew that some leaders liked to immerse themselves in the masses and mingle with them, so he didn't try to dissuade them. He simply asked someone to prepare a few large bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks.
Qian Weixin glanced at the weather outside and frowned slightly, a subtle movement that Feng Tao happened to see.
"Oh, Director Qian, are you so busy that you don't have time for a pork stew?"
Qian Weixin glanced at him, then picked up a bowl and a pair of chopsticks, refuting his words with his actions.
"Secretary Feng misunderstood. I was just worried that some people wouldn't be able to stand the cold and have to queue for food. If they fainted from the cold, that would be incredibly embarrassing."
It's unclear what the problem was with those words, but they seemed to have hit a nerve with Feng Tao. The usually mild-mannered man suddenly turned cold. "Don't worry, even if he faints from the cold, it's none of Director Qian's business."
He then added sarcastically, "I never expected that someone as cold-hearted as Director Qian would care about others losing face. That's quite rare."
Qian Weixin said, "Even being cold-hearted is better than repaying kindness with enmity and being an ingrate."
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