065: Cornmeal steamed cake in the cafeteria
Yu Jiahui then remembered to care about his wife:
"By the way, honey, how was your first day at work? Are you tired?"
Xu Ying sat down on the edge of the kang:
"How can I not be tired? I haven't worked in more than ten days. When I start working, my arms and legs are not arms and legs. My hands are shaking. And today I have to shovel manure into the fields. Each shovel of manure weighs five or six pounds. I am worried that the shovel handle will break."
Yu Jiahui and Yu Xiaoye, father and daughter, came over, one on each side, massaging his shoulders and the other rubbing his arms.
Yu Jiahui criticized:
"You're such a simple-minded person, but you have to work so hard. Can't you just pretend to work and shovel a full shovel? Can't you just shovel half a shovel?"
Xu Ying complained:
"Half a shovel? I think you haven't seen how many times Zhu Dali calls my name every day. If anyone works slowly, she'll yell at them with her hoarse voice. Now I know why people call her Zhu Dali. That's not her real name, it's a nickname. She can carry two sacks of soybean seeds by herself and jog all the way! She thinks everyone is like her. Damn, I'm so tired!"
Yu Jiahui said distressedly:
"Thank you for your hard work, my wife!"
Yu Xiaoye also said sweetly:
“Thank you for your hard work, Mom!”
Xu Ying was very pleased to hear the caring greetings from her husband and daughter, but she said unwillingly:
"I can tolerate being tired, but when I think about working all day with my butt sticking out, only to earn a dollar, which is enough to buy two pairs of socks, I lose the energy! I might as well sell fish. A big fish can sell for four or five dollars!"
Yu Jiahui didn't dare to contradict his wife and echoed her:
"Yeah, what if we could travel back to the 1980s and start a small business? We could sell the fish we caught. We'd own the entire Pacific Ocean, wouldn't we be rich? We could buy whatever we wanted with the money. Back then, many things didn't require tickets. How cool!"
Yu Xiaoye advised:
"Don't worry, it's already 1974. In another ten years, it will be the 1980s, and we can start doing business. It won't be too late then."
Xu Ying just complained a few times to her husband and children and let it go, but she didn't really take it too seriously.
Some things cannot be taken too seriously.
Although life is a bit hard for the time being, to be honest, Xu Ying is content with having a considerate husband and a smart and sensible daughter by her side, and they also have a luxury yacht and an ocean space.
The whole family believes that life will get better and better.
After Yu Xiaoye settled his mother down, he took the lunch box and went to get food.
As usual, they would go and get some food to eat, so that others could see that their family was not living off the fat of the land, and they could also add some food to their own table, killing two birds with one stone.
By this time, everyone else had almost finished lining up.
Some people took their meals back to the dormitory to eat.
There are also those who like to join in the fun. After getting their meals, they eat in the tent outside the cafeteria. It is quite lively when a group of people get together.
When Yu Xiaoye walked outside the cafeteria, he attracted a group of curious eyes. The people looked up while eating and talked from time to time.
Yu Xiaoye ignored it and walked into the cafeteria with confidence.
Today's dinner is white rice porridge, cornmeal cake, and stir-fried sauerkraut.
The book seemed to say that the cornmeal steamed cakes here are very unpalatable. They are made with stale cornmeal, are sour and irritating to the throat, and are difficult to swallow. No one in the company likes to eat them and they shake their heads when they see them.
However, the cooks in the cafeteria also knew everyone's mood, so they specially cooked a large pot of rice porridge to go with it. Rice is a fine grain and it is rare to eat it in normal times, so with white rice porridge to eat, everyone stopped complaining about the taste of the steamed cake.
When Yu Xiaoye bought her lunch, it was already the last minute. All that was left in the porridge bucket was thick porridge. A fat chef with a big head and thick neck scooped two large spoonfuls of thick porridge into her lunch box and asked casually:
"Is this the newcomer to your family?"
"Well, we are new here." Yu Xiaoye replied.
"Aren't you afraid of living in the back?"
"What can you do if you're afraid?"
Yu Xiaoye closed the lunch box and went to get the steamed cakes. There were only a few left in the basket, and she didn't know how many to take.
Generally, the dry food in the canteen is limited, and you can't take as much as you want. For example, you can only take four cornmeal pancakes at most, and she doesn't know how many steamed cakes she can take.
The fat master saw what Yu Xiaoye was thinking and said:
"Three, take three at most."
"oh."
Yu Xiaoye obediently took only three.
Seeing that she was well-behaved, sensible and obedient, the fat master asked again:
"Why are you only getting one meal for your family of three? Is it enough?"
"It's not enough to make ends meet. You don't need to eat too much at night."
The fat master couldn't bear to see the little girl looking so pitiful, so he picked up another steamed cake from the basket and handed it to her impatiently:
"Come on, come on, I'll give you one more. You look so skinny. Eat this one on the way. Don't let your parents know."
Yu Xiaoye looked at the steamed cake, then looked up at the fat master. She squinted her eyes and smiled, her eyes becoming crescent shapes. Then she reached out to take the steamed cake and said:
"Thank you, uncle! You are such a good man!"
Yu Xiaoye put the steamed cake into another lunch box, picked up some pickled vegetables from the big bowl and put them in, paid for the meal ticket and left.
After leaving the canteen and passing the shed outside, she suddenly heard Jia Song calling her:
"Yu Xiaoye——"
Yu Xiaoye raised his head and looked around, only then did he see Jia Songzheng and several other male educated youth sitting around a table eating. It seemed that they had almost finished eating.
Yu Xiaoye thought Jia Song had some plans for him, so he walked over with his lunch box.
"Secretary Jia, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Jia Song glanced at the four steamed cakes in Yu Xiaoye's lunch box and said:
"Is this all your family eats?"
“Hmm—”
Jia Song glanced at the lunch box of the educated youth next to him, which still contained a whole steamed cake.
, suddenly grabbed the steamed cake and handed it over:
"Here, I'll give you another one."
"Hey, why are you giving my steamed cake away?" Another male educated youth wearing glasses saw his steamed cake being taken away and quickly reached out to grab it.
Jia Song raised his hand higher and dodged it, saying in disgust:
"It's just a steamed cake, I'll just give it back to you next time. Look at this family of three eating so little. How could you bear it? I lent you a steamed cake and you're complaining."
The educated youth with glasses whose steamed cake was snatched away said angrily:
"Lend me a steamed cake, and return me a steamed bun next time!"
"roll!"
Yu Xiaoye stood aside blankly watching the two educated youths playing around, not knowing whether Jia Song was truly kind-hearted or was deliberately teasing the educated youth with glasses who seemed a little stingy.
Regardless of his purpose, isn't Secretary Jia simply creating problems for himself?
Should I take it or not?
If he didn't take it, he would be embarrassing Secretary Jia in public, and what if he offended Secretary Jia? After all, Secretary Jia seemed to have a lot of say in the company, and Yu Xiaoye didn't want to offend him right away.
Take it, look at the stingy look of that bespectacled educated youth, as if Yu Xiaoye took away not a piece of cornmeal steamed cake, but a piece of gold! Didn't he just get into trouble for no reason?
It’s just a piece of cornmeal steamed cake—does she really need it?
Maybe, in the eyes of others, she is indeed lacking——
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