Xu Fengtian looked at Jiang Tiecheng, whose eyes were full of questions.
Jiang Tiecheng nodded slowly.
Xu Fengtian grabbed Song Hucheng, who was about to walk out the door.
"Old Song, don't go."
Slightly displeased, Song Hucheng forcefully pulled Xu Fengtian outside.
"Old Xu! Let's talk outside."
He pulled Xu Fengtian to a secluded spot outside before letting go of his hand.
"Old Xu, we've known each other for so many years, and although we didn't grow up together, we've been friends for a long time."
This is a one-time thing. If you meet any more shady people in the future, don't introduce them to me.
Do you know how busy I am today?
I was in a meeting in the county, but I came here specifically for your matter.
And there's also my sister's matter. Don't tell just anyone. Look at this kid, an outsider, he's bringing it up in front of me.
Who does he think he is? How dare he talk about my sister like that!
"Dancing isn't illegal."
Upon hearing this, Xu Fengtian quickly covered his mouth and cautiously surveyed the distance between the room and the house.
"Old Song, can you watch your words? What do you mean by 'what the hell'?"
"What's wrong with you? Are you afraid he'll hear you?"
Does that mean I, Song Hucheng, dare to do something but not to admit it? He heard it, so he heard it.
I just don't like it when a stranger interferes in other people's family affairs.
Song Hucheng found Xu Fengtian's behavior a bit strange, wondering what Jiang Tiecheng's true identity was.
What could possibly frighten Xu Fengtian like this?
"Tiger City, we've been friends for so many years."
Although we weren't childhood friends, you used to follow me around calling me "brother" for so many years.
I won't hide anything from you; you'd better take what he says seriously.
This Xiao Jiang is no ordinary person.
The last time he said this to me, my daughter almost died from a massive hemorrhage at 8 p.m. that same night.
Don't take this lightly. The fact that he said this to you means something bad is going to happen to our sister tonight.
Xu Fengtian was afraid that Song Hucheng wouldn't take it seriously, so he explained it in great detail.
Song Hucheng was amused by the situation.
"Old Xu, I've called you Brother Xu for so many years."
Why do you trust him so much?
You believe him just because he says it offhand? Who does he think he is?
Could he be a genius of his time, capable of summoning the east wind with a simple calculation, like a modern-day Zhuge Liang?
He talks such nonsense, and you actually believe him.
"Old Song, let me tell you, Song Hucheng, if you don't listen to me, you'll regret it!"
I'm telling you, no matter what, we can't let our sister go to the club tonight.
Seeing Xu Fengtian's serious expression, Song Hucheng could only give a perfunctory reply.
"Okay, okay, I got it. I'll listen to you. Can I let go now?"
I have a whole room full of people waiting for me to start a meeting, I don't have time to waste with you.
Okay, I'm leaving now. We can contact each other later if anything comes up.
I rode my bicycle away quickly and returned to the water company.
All cadres were present for the meeting, which lasted until 8 p.m.
When it was over, Song Hucheng stretched, his back feeling incredibly tired.
I unconsciously raised my hand to glance at my watch, and saw that the hour hand pointed to exactly 8 o'clock.
Suddenly, the words Jiang Tiecheng had just said popped into my mind.
Jiang Tiecheng had already returned to the production brigade with all the work clothes fabric.
They've been back for a while now, and with the fabric for this batch of work clothes back, everyone feels relieved.
This proves that Jiang Tiecheng was not lying.
Right now, everyone is in the courtyard of the brigade headquarters; it's packed with people again.
Jiang Tiecheng had already received payment from the county supply and marketing cooperative for the quilts, so today was essentially their first payday.
In fact, this money had already been converted into grain, and with the accountant and Huang Youqing present, the accounts were naturally very clear.
The grain was piled up like small mountains in the brigade headquarters. Who wouldn't be envious when they saw the grain being moved in?
Even if they knew they wouldn't get any grain, just looking at it was a way to satisfy their cravings.
Those who knew they would receive a share of food were so excited they didn't know what to say.
Everyone crowded into the courtyard, whispering amongst themselves.
Soon, Huang Youqing walked out of the house with a ruddy complexion. This was the first major event in the village, and even he felt much more confident.
"Alright, alright, the accountant has done the accounting. Everyone who has joined the processing mutual aid group, please come here and line up."
Line up one by one, and don't make a fuss.
They went in and collected their own grain according to the number of people.
"No one else should come and cause trouble."
This immediately drew groans from those around, though they were all just pretending.
Apart from those 80 households, other families would contribute at least one person to help make quilts.
To be precise, at least two hundred households were able to get food.
It can be considered that everyone receives their share.
When the people who had lined up to go in came out carrying their bags of grain, everyone was now completely envious.
We only saw a large amount of grain in a macro view just now, but now each person is taking home their own actual food rations in their small bags.
I'll at least be able to have a full meal tonight.
"Oh my! Sister Xiufen, how come your family received so much grain?"
"Yes, it looks like more than 100 jin of grain to me."
"Oh dear, there are two people in my family."
My husband and I make quilts together.
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