25 minutes later, Zhou Wenzhong held his breath against a certain courtyard wall. He raised his chest and swallowed, because he had just avoided a wave of joint defense team members.

"Don't they sleep? It was so dangerous just now!"

After running back to the door, Zhou Wenzhong dared to breathe a sigh of relief. His heart was pounding violently. He gently pushed open the door, walked to his bed, scattered the yellow sand from the white porcelain bowl under the bed, kicked off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed, held the lotus-shaped hands on both sides of his thighs, lowered his head slightly, calmed down his mood, and silently said: "Sign in."

"Ding... Sign in successfully! Today's reward: 12 slices of Yueshengzhai sauce beef. It has been put into storage space now."

"You're getting better! You're getting better... um? 12 pieces? What unit of measurement is this?"

Zhou Wenzhong's mouth, which had just raised, drooped again, and his mind moved. A yellow oil paper bag appeared in his hand, exuding a large sauce aroma. He uncovered the wrapping paper layer by layer, and contained 12 neat slices of beef sauce. He walked to the desk in his shoes, opened the drawer and took out a wooden ruler, and measured it against a slice of beef sauce, which was still beef tendon meat! It was full of tendons!

The length is more than 8 cm, the width is about 4 cm, and the thickness is 8 mm. Pack the sauce beef and put it in your hand to weigh it. The 12 slices of sauce beef have almost 4 pounds.

"What's wrong with the system? Can it compare with the God of Wealth?"

"How come this is beef slices? This is simply a piece of beef."

Sitting on the bed again, Zhou Wenzhong muttered: "Well~ It's getting better. Thanks to Marshal Zhao Tianjun, the Five God of Wealth, for the gifts!"

Whether it is metaphysics or psychological comfort, this Sunday is destined to be extraordinary!

Picking up a slice of beef sauce, Zhou Wenzhong sniffed it hard.

"Well~ Comfortable, I still eat beef sauce in the year of the disaster? It's too much!"

My mind turned again, and my hand was heavy. This time, the deer whip wine appeared in my hand.

"That's right! Life is with wine and meat."

Looking at the dark brown and black nourishing deer whip wine, sucked a bite and then took a bite of the beef sauce.

"It's so bad! It's so fishy."

Retrieve the deer whip wine back into the space, chew the beef sauce repeatedly in your mouth, and it is enough to eat a piece of it and try it. You have to eat the good things slowly.

Zhou Wenzhong fell asleep on the bed with his hands pillowed.

It was not until 7:40 in the morning that Zhou Wenzhong opened his eyes. Today was a rest day, and both those who went to school and those who went to work had a holiday. It was just one day of vacation a week.

After Zhou Wenzhong brushed his teeth and washed his face, he carried Aunt Zheng to her yard.

"Wen Zhong."

"Aunt, do you think it's a work of moving and lifting? You can guarantee that the task will be completed in one sentence!"

Aunt Zheng laughed and took Zhou Wenzhong's hand and patted it gently.

"Your brother is back this afternoon. At lunch time, remember to come to my aunt's house for dinner."

"No, my brother Zheng comes back every week. I can come to your house for dinner one day, but today I can't. My sister-in-law is looking forward to it, so I'm a little bit tempting, so I won't have dinner with you. Let's go someday. When you stew the chicken one day, you don't have to call me at all. I smell it and come over. Haha."

After Zhou Wenzhong said this, he walked out, but his hand was pulled by Aunt Zheng.

"You kid is really good at talking. You must come here at noon today. You can't come! How many times do you want me to treat you? You can't scream you anymore, right?"

Zhou Wenzhong looked at the Zheng family's sister-in-law and saw that she had no objection. But he didn't want to come at all, and he couldn't come to have a meal.

"Aunt, the north of your house is Teacher Yan's house. You think, if you want to keep me for dinner, you must make some delicious food. With my sister-in-law's skills, the whole street will definitely be fragrant at that time. I'm afraid that some people will come uninvited at that time. However, with your family style, I must keep them for dinner together. Every family is not rich these days, and we mother and mother are still having a long life. If you live to be 120 years old, at least 60 years will there be more opportunities."

After saying that, he put Aunt Zheng's hand on her lap, nodded at the Zheng family's sister-in-law, and quickly walked home.

"Oh... I can't pay back the favor."

"Mom, this time it won't work, so I'll invite him next time. He works odd jobs at the grain station and must understand the reason why there is not much food."

The Zheng family didn't mention it, Zhou Wenzhong was copying it today. He was sitting at the dining table, holding a stick and noodles with steamed buns in his hand, and there were brans mixed in it. Unfortunately, the brans were not ground into noodles.

On the dining table, each person had a bowl of hot boiled water, and a bowl of "vegetables" were placed in the middle.

It is said to be a dish, but it is actually a corn batter with some shredded water lumps, which cannot be washed too clean! It is all about the salty taste of water lumps, and water lumps are pickles. This method is considered a bowl of vegetables.

Pick up the spoon and take a spoonful of "vegetables" from the bowl, put it into the steamed buns with sticks, chew it for a few times, and then fill it with a mouthful of hot water.

"Get good!Get good!"

This is still the capital city. In addition to the three northeastern provinces, the lives of the remaining people in other regions can be imagined, let alone those victims?

As the head of the family, Zhou Deming had a decent job and lived like this. Where is Aunt Zheng’s family? Can he stay for dinner?

Before she could finish her feelings, her sister Zhou Wenxiu, who was standing by, finished her breakfast as fast as possible. If she hadn't had a task at school today, she wouldn't have made breakfast at all.

"What are you doing in a hurry? You can't ride a rabbit back and you won't be able to keep it steady."

"Dad, today I'm going to pick up manure and school has to hand over the task. I made an appointment with my classmates."

"Are you giving a manure ticket?"

"I won't give it, but there's a reward. I can get a bunch of 4 pencils, and one pencil costs two cents."

Ma Guihong asked with concern: "Are you going back at noon?"

"It probably will be afternoon, right? My classmate took a knife to cut the horse manure bag, so we followed the carriage to pick it up. We can't just mess with you two anymore, I have to leave quickly."

After Zhou Wenxiu finished speaking, she scraped the bowl with her fingers, put it in her mouth, glanced at the clock, picked up her schoolbag and ran out of the door.

"Have you brought an enamel jar?"

"It's in the bag."

"You greet me."

An answer came from outside the door: "I understand!"

Zhou Deming looked at Zhou Wenzhong and asked, "Is your grain station also on holiday?"

"Ah, holiday."

"I passed by there in the morning and watched the grain warehouse open the door."

"It's Sunday! People stop, machines stop."

"Then what are you still staying at home? Earn one more point."

"I want to go. Can this kind of positive demand for progress be the turn of us odd jobs? You open the door of the grain warehouse and take a look inside. It's all the formal employees in Yishui who are busy. So, I'll rest at home."

After answering this question, Zhou Wenzhong used his hands to push the bangs in front of him to one side. He could tie some braids in his hair.

"That... Can I give me two hair coupons and bath tickets issued by the department store in your unit? What is my hair growing like? It's too delayed. I blocked my view several times while working, and almost smuggled my arm into the machine."

"Your father has given you the coupon, what should he do? I'll just take a scissor for you to hinge it later. How old are you? What kind of face do you want?"

"That's right, anyway, the boss has been busy in the warehouse and doesn't have to show his face at all."

Zhou Deming was very happy when he heard his second son say this.

"A department store is such a big unit, don't have a staff bathhouse?"

"If there is a bathhouse, do you still need to issue a bath ticket? What are you asking!"

Ma Guihong added: "I remember it was 55 years old, right? At that time, I could exchange my bath tickets with the department store tickets, and then..."

"What do you know? Just here, the tickets are coupons, and you can't redeem things. At that time, the unit had a good relationship with Yipu Factory. The plastic wallets and sandals and slippers in their factory had to be sold on the counter. It turned out that their factory was connected to Shanghai, and our department store was connected to the Tenth Plastic Factory. Later, I don't know why, but it was replaced by Yipu. All the employees in our unit could go to Yipu's bathhouse to take a shower as long as they had a work permit. No coupons. Not long after, they started to send us a bath ticket for Yipu Factory. After a while, they were completely not allowed to go."

"What about Sha Zhu and their factory? I asked Sha Zhu to take me with me. Can I go to their factory for a shower?"

Zhou Deming's face became ugly. He really didn't open any pot. The benefits of the Hongxing Rolling Steel Factory were famous for being high! To be precise, the benefits of the metallurgical factory were so high! As both of the eight major members, the gap between people is quite big.

"What do you think?"

Zhou Wenzhong asked again: "What are the counter rewards in your unit? Our grain station has tickets for purchasing grain, all of which are cigarette tickets and liquor tickets. I heard that there are tofu tickets? Does your unit have no pastry tickets?"

"What kind of pastry tickets? Do you still need to use pastry tickets?"

After hearing this, Zhou Deming was very confused. He wanted a nonsense ticket to buy snacks! It was probably because his eldest son was talking nonsense.

"Stop listening to the rumors outsiders, there is nothing to do."

"oh."

Zhou Wenzhong was very disappointed and took his bowl outside to brush.

[Since the nationwide implementation of ticket supply, pastry tickets have been printed as: candy and pastry tickets. This was implemented only after August 1960. If you got a pastry ticket before August 1960, you should report it quickly! You will definitely make a contribution because it was not issued at all. Among the pastry tickets, the best issued by Tianjin City, they printed one: Overseas Chinese special pastry tickets! They can be used in various places in Tianjin! The printing molds are not mechanized, they are all stereotyped as the size of soap blocks and manually printed. The pastry tickets in each city are different, and there are no pastry tickets that are universal across the country.]

Zhou Wenzhong stood in front of the water tank and shook the cold water from the porcelain bowl, and his hands were frozen! He turned around and returned to the main hall to put the bowl down, returned to the bedroom and lay down to bed, and could no longer move. It seemed that at noon, the house was not going to fire, and it was probably not going to fire at night!
Chapter completed!