Chapter 95 I'm Losing Weight
An Zhixia blinked her eyes. She had to work hard to build her network so that when there was a vacancy in the state-owned hotel, her brother would be able to fill it in time!
The chicken farm was completely handed over to Director Zhang, and An Zhixia began to concentrate on designing the stage play.
There were stage plays in this era, and they also involved singing, dancing, talking and noise. However, due to the limitations of people's knowledge and the times, there was ultimately a sense of dullness and restriction, and a lack of freshness, vigor and hope.
An Zhixia wants to inject multiple elements into the contemporary stage play to break the dullness and shackles. Comedy, drama and tragedy are mixed together, joy, education and warning are also gathered together, and people can't find any mistakes or inappropriateness.
She immersed herself in her creation, and time passed quickly. Two days later, the case of Cui Tianhao and Qi Yunlan was finalized. Cui Tianhao, Qi Yunlan, and Chen Sike were fined to compensate An Zhixia 200 yuan each and detained for two months for participating in the blackmail incident.
Xiong Quanzi's case was more serious, so he was sent directly to a farm for twenty years of forced labor.
Because many people helped to testify in Fang Hongye's case, even though Cui Tianhao was not yet an adult at the time and eight years had passed, he still had to bear the responsibility for Fang Hongye's reputation loss, compensate the Fang family with 500 yuan, and go to their home to apologize in person!
After the case was confirmed, the president began to send propagandists to give speeches to the brigades below, aiming to make everyone focus on the fields, and never have evil intentions or do things that harm others and benefit themselves, and he used the stories of these few people as typical examples.
Naturally, there was a stain on the files of Cui Tianhao and the other two, and the days to come were predictably difficult.
After the touring team finished their announcements in the county, they were taken to the provincial capital to continue their performances.
An Zhixia hung a retro camera around her neck and took a few photos. She wrote a standard report on the popularity of the touring group and the positive impact it brought, and submitted it to newspapers in several major cities.
The village chief and his companions went up the mountain to search for a week and finally returned with a full load. They brought down a group of wild boars that had come from other hills to destroy the crops in Hetang Village. There were a total of 23 wild boars, big and small. The big one weighed more than 500 kilograms, and even the small ones could weigh up to 200 kilograms.
This incident directly alarmed the entire commune, and the president personally led a team there.
An Zhixia had nothing to do, so she followed him back to the village.
The weather is getting warmer and pork cannot be stored. At this moment, five butchers are holding their shiny knives and busy cutting. Children are running around and the adults are talking to each other with smiles on their faces, wondering how much they will get.
An Zhixia soon saw Fang Yuan, who was taller and stronger than the others. His dark and deep eyes looked over at her. When the two of them looked at each other, she couldn't help but smile and stretched out her paw to greet him.
However, Hang Xianglei was between the two of them, or rather, along with many other villagers.
An Zhixia is wearing a white lotus leaf collar shirt, a turmeric V-neck thin sweater, black skinny pants, and two neatly braided pigtails. She is full of vitality, making this world full of gray, black, white and blue bright, making it hard for people not to notice her.
She pursed her lips and smiled, waved her slender hand, and her watery grape-like eyes blinked into people's hearts.
Hang Xianglei's whole body stiffened, then he slowly raised his hand and waved it, his tense face forming an unnatural curve, he wanted to laugh but didn't want to take advantage of others.
An Zhixia raised her eyebrows and immediately changed the position of her hands, making a spraying gesture towards Hang Xianglei. The latter immediately remembered the pain of having pepper spray sprayed on his face, and his face became so gloomy that ink could drip out of it.
Little guy, she still remembers what he said about her being ugly.
Fang Yuan strode over, blocking her line of sight, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I just came back and heard that you were blackmailed. Did you suffer any loss?"
An Zhixia smiled and shook her head: "I'm losing weight, I never suffer any loss!"
He chuckled, "Want some wild boar?"
"Eat it. Wild boar meat is very lean and doesn't have much fat," An Zhixia thought about the piece of wild boar meat she got before the New Year. Although it was not as fat and tender as domestic pork, it was chewy and had a strong meaty flavor, which made her saliva flow.
"I contributed more this time, so the village chief decided not to convert my work points into work points, and directly gave me a wild boar weighing 500 kilograms," he said, pointing his chin at a big wild boar placed on the sheet. Next to it were two roe deer weighing more than 100 kilograms, a dozen hares, twenty pheasants, twenty wild ducks, and several groups of birds, which formed a small hill and looked quite spectacular. "When we went up the mountain, they said that it was extremely dangerous to go up the mountain in early spring, so in order to reward everyone, they specifically stipulated that half of what they hunted should be handed over, and the rest would be theirs.
So I couldn't help it, I hunted as I went, and I didn't expect that there was still a lot of game left after half of it was taken. You can pick out what you like. I will exchange the rest for meat tickets, enough to eat for a year!"
An Zhixia felt like she was being pampered. In the 1970s, someone would wave their hand and let you eat as much meat as you wanted. This was much more luxurious than just throwing money at someone in the future.
She gave him a thumbs up and said, "You are so generous!"
"To me, these meats are no different from the vegetables you grow in your yard. In fact, they are easier to grow. There is no need to water, fertilize, till the soil, or weed. All you need to do is throw stones. If you feel bad about it, make some spring clothes for the children. I will go back and exchange them for some cloth coupons."
Since the boss said so, An Zhixia didn't bother to be polite. She just picked a few of each and bought a hundred kilograms of meat tickets from him.
Because she and An Zhiqiu didn't get work points in the village, they didn't get free pork, but she could still buy some back home. Seeing her carrying more than ten kilograms of wild boar meat and other game, everyone's eyes were red, but they didn't dare to say anything sour, for fear of being hated and not being able to get a worker quota in the future.
An Zhixia personally cooked a table full of game. She didn't even let her brother in, and asked him to deliver one portion each to the Fang family and the Fang family.
After dinner, she instructed her brother to process the remaining game. Some of it was air-dried, some was smoked, and some was fried. As long as it was well preserved, it could be eaten for a long time.
An Zhiqiu wrapped a smoked rabbit and a dried chicken in oil paper and mailed them to two classmates in Kyoto. He believed that with these good things, the other party would do their best to help them find job information and also tell them about things at home in Kyoto.
When the popularity of the touring group died down, several newspapers wrote back to An Zhixia, praising their commune for its good spirit, high awareness, and well-organized activities. They also wanted to invite the touring team to perform and engage in cultural exchanges.
An Zhixia called Fang Hongye and asked her to lead the team and talk about selling the program.
(End of this chapter)
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