478: Give her this print
The expressions of the others were different, only Zhou Ziheng smiled nonchalantly and said:
"Thank you for the compliment, Auntie."
Xu Ying continued:
"Manager, next time you come, don't bring these things. We can't eat all the chickens at home. It's cold now and we have nothing to feed them. Several of them froze to death after the snow a few days ago. We can't eat them all. When you come back, I'll kill two more chickens for you."
"good."
"Come on, stop talking and eat it while it's hot."
Everyone started eating.
Just as we were about to eat, Director Sui came over.
When Director Sui heard that Director Zhou's car was parked in front of Lao Yu's house, he knew that Director Zhou had come to see Lao Yu again.
Now the entire field office knows that Director Zhou and Lao Yu have a good relationship.
Although we don’t know when and why these two people got together, and the reason for their relationship is a bit baffling, the fact is that their relationship is very special now.
Everyone just thought they were friends regardless of age difference and didn't think anything else.
Now Director Zhou came to the site, and although he went straight to Old Yu's house, Director Sui still came over at dinner time to show his respect and invited Director Zhou to have dinner at their house.
But when he arrived, he found that Old Yu's family was eating braised pork, sauerkraut stewed pork ribs and rice, and Director Sui suddenly felt unable to walk.
Seeing Director Sui coming, Yu Jiahui hurriedly invited him warmly:
"Come on, come on, Director Sui, come on, let's eat together on the kang!"
Director Sui acted embarrassed:
"Oh, I came here to invite Director Zhou to dinner at our house, how come—"
Xu Ying was afraid that Director Sui would really drag Zhou Ziheng away, so she said:
"Oh, it's the same food no matter where you eat. Director Sui, come up quickly. Don't be so polite. Come and try Director Zhou's cooking. These two hard dishes were made by Director Zhou himself."
Director Sui's eyes lit up:
"Really? Director Zhou made it himself! I have to try it!"
As he was talking, Director Sui also got on the kang.
Xu Ying handed him a pair of chopsticks.
Director Sui picked up the chopsticks and acted like he was at home, not being polite at all, and praising the food while eating.
After a meal, there was not even a drop of soup left.
After dinner, we took a short break and each of us ate a sweet and sour frozen pear.
After eating the frozen pear, Yu Jiahui wiped his mouth and went to work.
Yu Erye got off the kang, went outside to get a bundle of corn stalks, heated up the kang in their own room, and asked Cuihua to come back to sleep.
Cuihua was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping, so she went back to her room with peace of mind, took off her cotton jacket, and lay down on the kang.
As soon as my head touched the pillow, I fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing Cuihua fell asleep, Yu Erye closed the door and went out to work.
Zhou Ziheng followed Director Sui to the office for a round of greeting.
After sitting in the office for a while and chatting with several cadres about the recent situation of the Wufen Field and plans for next year, he was still thinking about going home to make dumplings, so he stood up and said goodbye and left, returning to the Yu family.
When they got home, Xu Ying had just chopped the cabbage, prepared the dumpling filling, and the dough had risen.
Zhou Ziheng took off his coat, put on an apron, sat on the edge of the kang, took a rolling pin, and began to demonstrate his technique of rolling dumpling wrappers with one hand.
-----
Here, Zhou Ziheng took Yu Xiaoye home and happily spent the last day of the New Year's Day holiday.
In the propaganda department of the headquarters, Bai Zongdan finally ended his two-day retreat and drew a print.
Beidahuang woodblock prints emerged in the 1950s and 1960s.
By the 1970s, it had gradually taken shape and later became an important school of printmaking.
There is a special printmaking class in the Corps, and Bai Zongdan once studied in the class. His printmaking skills are among the best in Mishan Farm, and he participates in competitions every year.
After the New Year's Day performance, Bai Zongdan locked himself in the studio and devoted himself to painting.
Finally, I produced a print that I was most satisfied with.
It's a portrait in profile.
This inspiration was given to him by Yu Xiaoye.
That day, when Yu Xiaoye was helping him make a bulletin board, he drew the silhouettes of two soldiers on the wall, and Bai Zongdan was inspired at that time.
I've just been busy rehearsing for the performance and haven't had the time.
Now I finally have time. After two days of hard work and tearing up more than a dozen unsatisfactory paintings, I finally finished it.
Looking at Yu Xiaoye's profile on the drawing paper, the full forehead, curled eyelashes, straight nose, playful lips, pointed chin, and two pigtails, Bai Zongdan couldn't help but smile with ease.
This girl is really beautiful.
It won’t be stunning at first glance, but it’s very attractive and becomes more beautiful the more you look at it.
It's not just her physical beauty, but also her character, her intelligence, and her personality, every aspect of her fascinates Bai Zongdan.
After meeting Yu Xiaoye, Bai Zongdan realized that there was such a beautiful girl like Yu Xiaoye in the world.
So Bai Zongdan couldn't help but want to paint her.
Moreover, an extremely bold idea popped up in his mind. He wanted to give this print to Yu Xiaoye!
When Bai Zongdan thought of this, his heart began to beat wildly.
He knew that romance was not allowed in the propaganda team, but if Yu Xiaoye happened to be able to connect with him, he was willing to take the risk.
Thinking of this, Bai Zongdan took out the pen from his pocket, took a piece of white drawing paper, cut it in half, and began to write a letter to Yu Xiaoye.
While writing the letter, he would look up from time to time at the silhouette of Yu Xiaoye's print on the drawing board.
He had good writing skills and smooth thinking, and he quickly wrote a letter that was half confession and half encouragement.
After writing the letter, I picked it up and read it, and my face turned red and my heart beat fast.
After a while I thought that what I wrote was too explicit.
Then he felt that what he wrote was not sincere enough, and he wondered if Yu Xiaoye could understand the meaning of his letter.
He was quite undecided.
Hesitating, suddenly
Suddenly there was a knock on the door:
“Dongdongdong——”
Bai Zongdan was startled and quickly folded the letter and put it into the inner pocket of his cotton-padded jacket:
"who?"
No one spoke outside the door.
Could it be that Chai Jixian was deliberately playing a trick on him?
Bai Zongdan stood up to open the door, then looked at the drawing board in front of him. This painting must not be discovered by anyone.
He took another sheet of drawing paper and covered the print he had just made with it.
This still didn't feel safe enough, so he stood up and hid the easel in an inconspicuous place, then walked over to open the door.
When the door opened, it was not Chai Jixian outside.
But it was Lin Darong who was taller and stronger than him!
Bai Zongdan couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.
"noob."
Bai Zongdan felt a little guilty and didn't want Lin Darong to come in, so he took the initiative to walk out, closed the door, and asked coldly:
"What do you want from me?"
"Xiaobai, I got some wood ear mushrooms, day lilies, dried monkey head mushrooms, hazel mushrooms, and fifty salted duck eggs. Can you take them with you when you go back to the city to visit your family?"
The things Lin Darong mentioned are all very valuable local specialties in this era when you need tickets to buy everything.
Many educated youth would bring some with them when they returned to the city to visit their families.
However, Bai Zongdan directly refused:
"No."
Lin Darong quickly stated:
"I bought these privately from an old farmhand with my own wages. They're not from my family, so you can take them home without worry, okay?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
