With a Door In Mind

Several people are eating porridge at night.

Although there is no shortage of food at home, the evening meal has always been a habit of cooking porridge.

Only have a dry meal once in a while.

But tonight I cooked a bowl of seafood soup alone.

Some squid, abalone, conch and other shellfish were put in.

Add some nutrition in moderation.

Zhou Xiaomi looked at a piece of squid in the bowl and muttered, "Hey, brother, when can you take me out to see the sea?"

Hearing Xiaomi's words, Zhou Xiaochuan gave her an angry look. . "Why go to the beach this season? It won't freeze you to death."

"Besides, you'll be so sick from motion sickness on this trip, you won't even be able to eat."

Seeing that his brother used his car sickness as an excuse, Zhou Xiaomi immediately said stiffly: "I don't get car sick now. I can go. Look at you, you said I was car sick in summer, and it was too cold in winter. You just don't want to take me there." .snort……"

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard this.

This is also my own fault.

In the middle, he described the appearance of the sea once, and promised to take her to see it if he had the opportunity.

It's just that it's inconvenient for this little guy to get motion sickness. It was put on hold.

This delay is long past. I don't even think about going...

But this time is really wrong. Although it is spring, the sea water is still relatively cold. I can't play even if I go.

But this little girl is just stubborn, obviously she is going to die from motion sickness, she just refuses to admit it.

So he joked: "Okay, then I will drive the car from the factory in two days, let you try it, and see if you get dizzy."

Zhou Xiaomi pouted when she heard this, with a look of reluctance on her face.

"Hmph, just try it." But when he finally spoke, his voice was already too low to be heard.

"Okay, I'll take you to play when it's hot. That's okay."

what I said,

Still have to do it. And he also saw Zhou Xiaohe's eager eyes.

Now that the little guy has grown up, he has become much more reserved.

Hearing Zhou Xiaochuan's words, the little guy was satisfied.

My brother never lied to himself.

Thinking of something, he said in his heart again, it doesn't count if the previous promise was not fulfilled.

I scooped up a large spoonful of seafood soup with a spoon, sandwiched a piece of squid, and ate there cheerfully.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled lightly and shook his head, the child is easy to coax.

I will probably forget about it tomorrow, and when I think about it someday, I will probably make another fuss at that time.

During the conversation. There was a knock on the door outside the yard.

Yang Yuemei stood at the door of the main room and took a look. After seeing the person coming, she hurriedly greeted her, "Director Zhang, why do you have time to come?"

The person who came was the director of the street office, Zhang Yuanfen.

He is about fifty years old, wearing a plaid jacket, and has short hair, which looks very energetic.

Just a scar on his forehead. It looked a little hideous.

The other party has experienced the War of Resistance Against Japan and the War of Liberation, and has been in charge of logistical support.

All the way, a hail of bullets followed the team.

The wound on the forehead was hit by stray shrapnel, but fortunately it was not deep, otherwise his life would have been lost.

When the team she was in back then changed jobs on the spot, she also changed jobs along with her.

Placed as Women's Director.

Now he is also the director of the street office of his own street.

He is very kind.

As long as you find her, you can basically solve the big and small things on the street on behalf of the organization.

It is the master of this street.

But this kindness is divided into people. If you don't give her face, then there will be no good fruit to eat.

The people who walked over in the hail of bullets have never seen any scene.

There are really few people who are afraid.

Dissatisfied people privately call it the smiling tiger.

Director Zhang held a notebook in his hand and walked over with a smile. "Oh, I'm here to register the population. See if there are any Tibetans."

After speaking, he gently sniffed the smell in the room, "Hey, what are you eating? It smells so good. It looks like sea fish, right?"

Before Yang Yuemei could speak, Zhou Xiaochuan took the conversation, "Yes, Director Zhang, the factory driver brought some dried fish to the beach."

"When Director Zhang leaves later, take some with him." After speaking, he motioned to Yang Yuemei.

Ask the other person to go to the house and get some.

Upon seeing this, Director Zhang quickly waved his hand. "No, no. I'm busy and I have to go to the next one."

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan didn't show any politeness.

During the three-year difficult period, there was no intersection, and it will be regarded as icing on the cake at most in the future.

Director Zhang looked at the family in front of him.

For this family, she still has a deep impression.

why?

Because there is less trouble!

People around the street, who hasn't had any troubles these years.

It's not that someone's child stole something from someone's house today.

It's just whoever did something unreasonable.

Or two families have a quarrel, resulting in friction.

Even the ration reduction in those three years had people going to her to make trouble.

To put it bluntly, it's just trivial things. Let her be the master.

But this family, these few years have been peaceful and peaceful, and haven't caused any trouble for her. Who doesn't like such a family run as a street.

Zhou Xiaochuan understood what was going on when he heard the words.

It is the last moment for Jingjian to return to the countryside, and this year is also the last year. It was also the toughest year ever.

It is estimated that the upper part of Cui is tighter.

To put it simply, the indicator has not been completed, and this is to continue to complete the task.

To put it bluntly, Zhou Xiaochuan and his family should actually be considered in this category, but they are playing around the edges.

Can count or not.

Now Zhou Xiaochuan has been assigned a job after graduating from high school.

This matter has nothing to do with them.

This is different from those who come to work in rural areas and arrange household registration.

"Director Zhang, what you said, we must support the government above. How could there be Tibetans?" Zhou Xiaochuan said with a smile beside him.

Thinking of the saying of the Tibetans, I am really speechless.

Those who don't go back now, you will directly run out of food.

Without food, there is no ration, and you can’t buy anything at a cheap price. It all depends on money to buy what anyone can eat. It's okay not to go back.

There is no need for Tibetans at all.

However, in the past two years, quite a few people did this, just to see if there was any change.

It's been almost five years, and the government has not loosened in any way, and it has become more intense.

People also gradually lost confidence.

Those who couldn't hold on, returned to the countryside one after another.

But this is the other party's business, and it has nothing to do with him.

Director Zhang also knows the current situation, but Cui in the district is relatively tight.

Not so serious, I took a casual look at home, asked again at home, and left after re-registering.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the back of the other party leaving, and thought to himself that the past few years are still too lonely.

Even the director of the street office, a local snake, didn't make a special effort to establish a good relationship.

And this director Zhang will definitely be the director of the street g committee in the future.

It seems that if there is a chance in the future, I have to make up for it.

However, he didn't particularly care about it. In his opinion, there was nothing wrong with his family. Just guard against villains.

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