After a busy day, the two returned to the living room and continued stewing there. There was no need to watch over it all the time.
After returning to the living room, they didn't do anything else. They just sat together and chatted until it was almost time. Ye Zhiqiu ran to take the clay pot of stewing soup aside and steamed the rice.
At this time, Wang Xiulan also came back from get off work. As soon as she came back and entered the kitchen, she complained to Ye Zhiqiu: "Son, the street office is going to have a big production again. I will be busy for many days."
Ye Zhiqiu was very surprised. He had never heard of such a thing as a large-scale production. So he asked curiously, "Mom, what kind of large-scale production are you doing? Why haven't I heard of this?"
Wang Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that her son was not at home last year and had not experienced this kind of thing, so she quickly explained, "We've been given a task. We need to organize the staff of the street office to expedite the production of the designated items. We were also given a similar task last year, and it kept us very busy. And this time it's sewing gloves, which is not an easy job."
Ye Zhiqiu was helpless in this matter, after all, he couldn't sew!
After careful inquiry, I found out that the pay isn't high, but it's still extra income. Generally, people who do this kind of work can earn around ten or eight yuan a week, which is quite a good income.
What Wang Xiaolan is worried about is that she has to unite the masses and do work everywhere, and also guide them to make qualified products. This kind of work is trivial and tiring for the voice, and it is really a tough job.
Last year, everyone from Director Gao to the ordinary staff worked hard on this large-scale production task, and in the end, their voices were so hoarse that they couldn't speak!
It took Wang Xiaolan three full days for her throat to recover. Now she feels uncomfortable when she talks about it, so she looks very sad.
Ye Zhiqiu could do nothing about this except offer some words of comfort. If only there were a recording speaker like in later times, where words could be played back repeatedly after being spoken.
Wang Xiaolan was delighted to see so many bones and meat when she opened the lid. She learned that the rice was already steaming and that she would soon make some vinegar-braised Chinese cabbage to relieve the greasiness, so she didn't have to worry about making dinner. She ran back to the living room to chat with Chen Yuqing and Feng Xiaomei.
Ye Tianya came back. This guy thought it was Wang Xiaolan cooking, so he pushed the door open as soon as he came back, and didn't forget to shout "I'm back!"
Seeing that it was his eldest son cooking, he leaned over and whispered, "Son, I heard a rumor that we're not going to Sui County to get food this time, but are going to Tianjin for distribution instead? Where in Tianjin is there any extra food for distribution? If there is, it has to be shipped to the capital, right?"
Ye Zhiqiu pointed at himself helplessly and replied, "Because I know someone who does smuggling! This time the joint convoy fell out, and the factory wanted us to form a separate convoy to go to Sui County, but this is too dangerous!
I didn't want to take the risk of leading a team on my own. I was afraid I'd take a group of people out and not be able to bring them back. So I had no choice but to contact the people who smuggled supplies and buy the food they smuggled in from abroad.
Ye Tianya stared at Ye Zhiqiu in amazement. After a while, he asked with difficulty, "Son, how do you know the smugglers? This is too dangerous. What if we get caught by the National Security Bureau..."
Ye Zhiqiu sighed and said, "I'm from the National Security Bureau. Do you know why so many people came to pay their respects to Grandpa? Because he's a retired person from there! He also tricked me into going in. Most of his students are from this system. In the past, he would have been a spy chief. You just need to keep this to yourself, but don't tell anyone else. After all, our work cannot be disclosed casually."
Ye Tianya was even more dumbfounded. It was really that Wang Fugui hid it well, and most importantly, Wang Fugui had sharp eyes. Ye Tianya still couldn't see through it and was unwilling to tell him too much.
On the contrary, although he could see that his adopted grandson Ye Zhiqiu had a secret, he also saw that the child had a good nature and could keep secrets, so he was willing to tell him things.
Ye Tianya said gloomily: "Your grandpa is so good to you. It seems that the old man doesn't like me. If he pulled me into the unit, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
Ye Zhiqiu really couldn't say anything about this matter. He couldn't say that you are too thoughtful and grandpa doesn't like you, right?
Ye Tianya didn't dwell on it. There was nothing to dwell on. Regardless of Wang Fugui's status, he had treated his child like his own grandson over the years. Even though he didn't like her, it didn't affect his contribution to the family.
So he said to Ye Zhiqiu, "Dad, please take your little sister to see him when you have time. This girl must be missing him. This morning, when she washed up and returned to the living room, she blurted out "Grandpa" again."
Ye Zhiqiu got up late, so he really didn't know about this and no one told him.
"That's fine. After you've rested, take the girl to see him! This old man loves my little sister the most. It's not in vain that he loves her. She knows she misses him..."
Ye Tianya agreed and went back to the living room to greet them. After the rice was steamed, Ye Zhiqiu stir-fried some Chinese cabbage with vinegar.
Many people don’t know how to make cabbage flavorful. In fact, it is very simple. Just use a knife to hit the stems to break its fiber structure, and then the cabbage will be flavorful when stir-fried.
It's not just cabbage, but the stems of all vegetables, that is, the part close to the root, are all applicable in this way.
After cooking the dishes, Ye Zhiqiu brought the clay pot of broth back to the stove and took the opportunity to heat it up. Then he poured the rice from the steamer into a basin, covered it with another basin, and brought it back to the living room for everyone to prepare to eat.
He first took out the soup and meat bones from the thermos, intending to heat them up and send them to the old squad leader tomorrow. Then he poured the remaining meat and soup into a large, deep basin, covered it with another basin, and together with Feng Xiaomei, who was carrying the pickled cabbage, they carried everything back to the living room.
In the living room, rice had been served and wine had been poured. Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile, "The bone soup is here. Everyone, wash your hands and get ready to gnaw on the bones!"
After the family came back after washing their hands, we started to have dinner together. The bones were cooked until they were soft enough that the meat could be easily removed from the bones, and the meat tasted very fragrant.
Ye Zhiqiu also found it very strange. For some reason, the meat bones of later generations really did not taste like this kind of meat.
He was sure it wasn't because he was greedy, but because he really didn't have that kind of meaty flavor. The meaty aroma filled his mouth with one bite, which was so satisfying!
For a moment the whole room was filled with the sounds of people gnawing on meat and sucking bone marrow. No one had time to speak as they ate so much.
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