167: This old woman’s IQ is getting worse day by day
The family carried all the meat up and the bone racks to the deck. They planned to find a way to borrow a cleaver from the cafeteria another day to chop the bones and use them to make a soup, which would definitely be delicious.
The head and hooves are also rare ingredients and can be used for braising.
Anyway, not a single piece of meat can be left out!
It was already midnight when we finished packing up the entire roe deer.
Yu Jiahui hurried back to the bathroom in the cabin to take a shower and wash off the blood stains on his body.
Yu Xiaoye was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She half-opened her eyes and said to Xu Ying:
"Mom, I'm so sleepy. I'm going back to sleep first. If you come back later, come and call me. Or you can just sleep on the yacht and don't go back."
"You look so sleepy, go to sleep!"
"Um."
Yu Xiaoye went back to his room in a daze and fell asleep.
She thought that it was so late tonight, and the old couple probably wouldn't go back to the small mud house. They would probably take a bath and sleep here directly.
However, Yu Xiaoye, who was already sleepy, overlooked one problem. The old couple's quilt was still on the kang in the small earthen house, and they had no quilt here.
So, after Yu Jiahui and Xu Ying had finished washing, Xu Ying had to come over and ask her daughter to take them back.
Xu Ying came to her daughter's room, and before she could call her daughter to get up, she suddenly found an extra piece of clothing on the bed.
Xu Ying could count the number of clothes in their family with two hands, so when she saw this dress for the first time, she recognized at once that it was not one of their clothes.
Hey, my daughter bought clothes secretly without telling them?
But when I picked up the clothes, I found that they were very big and the style was obviously for men.
Could it be that - the daughter bought second-hand clothes for her father on the black market?
Xu Ying smiled. This girl is really filial. She is probably thinking of taking it out one day to give her father a surprise.
This child is really thoughtful.
Xu Ying couldn't help herself and secretly took the clothes away. She went to the living room outside and said happily to Yu Jiahui, whose eyelids were already drooping with sleepiness:
"Hey, Lao Yu, Lao Yu, look, your daughter bought you a piece of clothing. It looks secondhand, but it's very new. Look at the style, it's a ready-made garment. I guess it's not cheap, at least ten or twenty yuan."
When Yu Jiahui heard that his daughter had bought him some clothes, he suddenly felt less sleepy. He opened his eyes, looked at the clothes spread out in Xu Ying's hands, and said with a smile:
"Or maybe it's said that my daughter is a little cotton-padded jacket, and I'm still thinking about buying clothes for my dad. Come, let me try it on - this dress is a bit small, right?"
"Small?" Xu Ying began to gesture. "It's not small, but it looks a little thin. With your broad shoulders and strong waist, making clothes with you would be a waste of material. You need at least two feet more cloth than others."
Xu Ying kept muttering to herself while helping Yu Jiahui put on his clothes.
It’s really too small when I wear it!
The shoulders are a bit narrow, and the sleeves are tightly wrapped around the arms. Although the buttons can be buttoned up with just enough force, I'm afraid they'll break if I push too hard.
Yu Jiahui is a typical Dongyang Province man, tall and bulky, about 1.83 meters tall and weighing about 160 pounds. He has gained more than ten pounds since he first arrived. When he first arrived, he could probably barely wear it, but now he obviously can't wear it.
But Xu Ying still nodded desperately:
"Isn't this good? As long as it can be worn, it's fine. When the time comes, add a piece of cloth and make it a little looser. It's a thoughtful gesture for the child, so don't make him sad."
Yu Jiahui also nodded vigorously and said with great emotion:
"Yes, yes, yes. I am content that my daughter can think of buying me a piece of clothing. How many kilograms of shrimp paste must she sell to buy this piece of clothing?"
Yu Jiahui, wearing ill-fitting clothes, was deeply moved.
He stretched his clothes again, then reached into his pocket out of habit, and suddenly felt something.
Is it money?!
I bought second-hand clothes and still had money in my pocket. What kind of windfall is this?
Yu Jiahui took out the thing from his pocket with great joy. It turned out to be a small notebook with a green cover, as big as the palm of his hand, with the words "work permit" printed on it, not money.
Xu Ying: "What's this? The clothes seller didn't even check his pockets before selling the clothes. How careless!"
Yu Jiahui also found it strange. He thought maybe the clothes were stolen and sold, but that didn't make sense at all. If they were stolen clothes, he should have checked the pockets to see if there was any money in them. There was no reason to sell them without checking the pockets.
"Maybe it's something unimportant, so I put it back in my pocket—"
As he spoke, Yu Jiahui opened the work permit.
When he saw it, his eyes widened, thinking he had seen it wrong, and he looked closer:
"Shit, am I seeing right?"
"What did you see?"
Yu Jiahui stroked his beard and said:
"This dress has a bit of history..."
Xu Ying: “???”
Yu Jiahui showed his work ID to Xu Ying:
"Look at whose work ID this is."
Xu Ying wondered whose work ID it was, since they didn't know the person.
But when I took a look, wow, I actually knew the person on the work ID!
It only said: Work permit of Mishan Farm, 13th Regiment, 2nd Division of Beidahuang Production and Construction Corps.
Name: Zhou Ziheng.
Position: Director.
There is also a one-inch black-and-white photo in the upper right corner. The person in the photo is Zhou Ziheng himself. He has a crew cut, a thin face, a firm gaze, and is wearing a grass-green military uniform. He looks a little younger than he actually is. It should be an old photo from two years ago.
Compared with the photos, Zhou Ziheng now appears more mature and stable, but the sharpness in his eyes has not changed at all.
That strong and decisive look seemed to be able to radiate a shocking power through the photo.
Xu Ying stared blankly at the photo on her work ID, a little confused for a moment.
To be honest, she has completely
I forgot what the director looked like. When I first came here, my mind was in a mess and I didn’t pay any attention to what Director Zhou looked like.
Later they were admitted to the hospital, and the director went to the ward once, but they only met briefly and then left. Xu Ying did not have any specific impression of him. She only remembered that the director was very young, tall and thin, with a heroic temperament, but she did not look at his face carefully.
Seeing the photo at this time, he finally saw the director's features clearly and couldn't help muttering:
"Wow, the director is so handsome, he looks so energetic!"
Yu Jiahui felt a surge of anger rushing straight to his head:
"Do you want me to see if he's handsome? Do you want me to see whose clothes are these?!"
Xu Ying finally reacted and cried out:
"Oh my, is this the director's clothes? Why is the director's clothes being sold on the second-hand market?"
Yu Jiahui scratched his chin, speechless. Oh my god, this old woman's IQ is really declining, getting worse day by day!
Yu Jiahui's previous feeling of being moved disappeared completely. He quickly took off his clothes and said sadly:
"I'm afraid only your daughter can explain the origin of this dress!"
Yu Jiahui took his work ID and pushed the door open to enter his daughter's room.
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