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At the same time, the Xue family.

At the dinner table, the whole family was drinking cornmeal porridge tightly. After drinking tons of tons, Old Mrs. Xue covered her half-full belly and shouted: "Xiao Ling, I'll have another bowl."

Xue Ling's sad brow frowned into the Sichuan character and said, "Mom, you have drunk two bowls, but I haven't finished half of this bowl!"

It’s not that she is stingy, but that there is really no surplus food at home. Old Mrs. Xue has been sick recently and needs to replenish her body, so she has a share of two bowls. Under normal circumstances, each bowl is one bowl per person.

Old Mrs. Xue said reluctantly: "I'm not full, and I don't have the strength to speak only by eating thin food."

Old Mrs. Xue had a plan and whispered: "Hey, Xiao Ling, Liang Jinxiu next door works in the cafeteria, and she often brings back leftovers. Her parents often can't finish eating. Let's find a way to go to her place to get some, otherwise she will be so hungry."

"Well, mom, you can bear it first, I'll think of a solution in two days." Xue Ling instructed.

Old Mrs. Xue responded, showing impatientness.

"Come on, mom, I still have half a bowl of corn porridge left. I can't eat it. I'll give it to you. I can go to the cafeteria for lunch tomorrow."

Xue Ling thought for a moment and gave up his own share.

After Mrs. Xue took it, she didn't even say thank you. She just raised her head and drank, as if she was afraid of being asked to go back.

"Hey, the family is still poor. We have to find another way." Xue Ling sighed sadly again.

Old Mrs. Xue said, "Hey, I heard that Zhang Qian in our hospital was re-elected yesterday. She is a poor broadcaster and does not lack money at all. Let's borrow some from her!"

Xue Ling nodded and looked out the window: "Don't worry, I will definitely let you eat white flour steamed buns tomorrow!"

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The next day, early morning.

Zhang Qian was doing radio gymnastics meticulously in her backyard.

Stretching, body rotation, kicking...

After doing gymnastics and breakfast, she came to the textile factory.

Zhang Qian was on time at the Ministry of Culture, and then sat in the office to make a cup of coarse tea.

The factory’s Ministry of Culture is not small, with radio stations, theater troupes, libraries and later cinemas all among them. As a broadcaster, in addition to daily broadcasting and rural tasks, he also helps the leaders write speeches from time to time. Compared with the workers who work in three shifts, he can be said to be very happy.

What's more, every time I help my leader write an article, the etiquette and rewards I deserve are indispensable.

In one morning, the Ministry of Culture's work is simple and easy, and most of them play radio programs and news broadcasts.

It was noon soon, and the workers rushed into the cafeteria clamoringly. Zhang Qian came early and had just stood firm. There was a long queue behind the good guy.

If you are not active in eating, you have any thoughts!

What's more, there is no meat in the first dish these days, and it is not resistant to hunger. Sweet potatoes, pasta and other carbohydrates come quickly and go quickly. Often, workers who are exhausted will be hungry and put on their chests on their backs until they are not in the meal.

The team in front moved a position. Zhang Qian was about to raise her heel when she saw a flexible figure inserted in front of her.

"Hey, who is there any queues behind you? Have you come first and then?"

Before Zhang Qian could speak, the young textile workers lined up behind were unhappy.

"Zhang Qian is queuing for me!"

Xue Ling turned around and said calmly. She still had the smell of soap flowers on her body.

Zhang Qian immediately understood her intention, put it on her shoulder, and said without looking back:

"Yes! This is my sister, what's wrong?"

"Who is this!"

The young man in the back row looked unhappy, but he had no choice but to do anything about it.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Xue Ling calmly accelerated and quickly said to Liang Jinxiu who was making food at the window: "Five steamed buns, one sweet potato, and one cabbage."

"Oh, where are your meal tickets?"

"Zhang Qian invited me for help!"

After saying that, Xue Ling finished the meal and fled from the scene in a hurry.

Liang Jinxiu looked at Zhang Qian with surprise: "Okay, Zhang Qian, why have you suddenly become generous!"

"Huh? Liang Jinxiu, aren't you a helper in the kitchen? Why did you come to the window to get food?" Zhang Qian asked casually.

A look of embarrassment flashed across Liang Jinxiu's face and said in vain: "Isn't this a busy window? I'm queuing up. I'll come and help get food! What are you eating? Everyone behind you are waiting."

"Okay, you'd better give me two steamed buns and one cabbage."

"Okay!"

Zhang Qian made a meal and found an open space to have lunch.

Needless to say, this meal is definitely not made by Liang Jinxiu. Cabbage is just cabbage, with clear soup and water-free, and there is no level at all. In the long run, the mouth will definitely fade out of the bird.

"It seems like I have to find a way to get some meat eggs or something. If you don't have oil and water, you won't be full."

On the other side, the cafeteria corridor.

"Uncle Jiang, can you lend me a few kilograms of noodles? Our family really can't get through." Xue Ling curled Jiang Ming hard.

Jiang Ming refused sternly: "No! Our barbecue noodles are not enough, so where can I lend you the noodles?"

"When will I be in this world? Not to mention next month, I can't even hold on this 25th." Xue Ling looked aggrieved.

Now is a special period, and the whole country cannot eat enough. It is common for people to eat food for the first time and advance wages.

However, it will be the first time that the salary will be paid on the 25th, as long as the accountant is in a good mood and agrees to stamp and approve you.

Seeing that Jiang Ming was not in the air, Xue Ling saw that the heat was almost the same, and the crying scene came.

"Is it easy for me to be a widow? If I hadn't been able to extricate myself from a family, would I be so angry?"

She cried, "I'm in the workshop today. Guo Daming asked me to go to the warehouse at noon, so I must take advantage of me."

Jiang Ming said angrily: "What did you say? The timid and timid guy in Guo Da's head dares to make a decision on you? I won't deal with her!"

"Don't, this matter has started, am I shameless?"

Jiang Ming hurriedly said, "Don't cry for now, don't worry, I don't have this stick noodles here. At most, I will buy you a few white flour buns in the cafeteria later! But Guo Da's head dares to bully you, so I have my own way to clean him up without taking action!"

He did it as soon as he said that, Jiang Ming was in a hurry and soon ran to the workshop. The aunts from the Women's Federation of Factory were having dinner. When Jiang Ming said this, everyone was indignant.

"This Guo Da's head is so terrifying!"

"Look at him!"

"Yes, yes, give him a lesson that he will never forget!"

After saying that, a group of women rushed towards the warehouse. Sure enough, they pushed open the door and saw a vulgar figure inside.

"Come on me! Catch her!"

Everyone rushed forward, their movements were skillful and quick, and the vulgar figure was furious: "Which department do you belong to? Don't do it randomly!"

However, this shout was instantly submerged in the hands of the domineering women's coalition forces.


Chapter completed!