In the afternoon, Lu Qingan and Lu Baoguo came out from a meeting, laughing so hard that they could kill several mosquitoes in the creases at the corners of their eyes.
The two of them said a few words to the people who came forward to congratulate them, and Lu Baoguo quickly got on his bicycle, carrying Lu Qing'an on his back, and rushed all the way to the brigade. The bicycle was almost smoking from being stepped on by him.
After returning to the brigade, the two went straight to the brigade headquarters and arrived at the broadcast room. They calmed down for a while before starting to let each other talk.
In the end, it was decided that Lu Baoguo would do it.
Soon, Lu Baoguo's excited voice came from the loudspeaker of the radio, delivering three exciting news.
First, their team was rated as an advanced team.
Second, the commune provides funds to install a telephone as a reward, so that their brigade will have a telephone in the future.
Third, the county will award a tractor next year, and their team will have a tractor in the future.
In an instant, the entire brigade was excited.
You know, Qingxi County only evaluates the advanced brigade every two years, and there are only three places each time. There are a total of 9 communes in Qingxi County, and each commune has more than a dozen production brigades. It is not easy to be rated.
The Lujiacun brigade is still the first advanced brigade in their commune.
This is really a very glorious thing.
Lu Qingan and Lu Baoguo were also very excited, with tears in their eyes.
When they take office, they can lead the brigade into an advanced brigade, which can be regarded as a matter of honor for the ancestors.
They lived up to the expectations of their fellow villagers and leaders, and they really did it.
Two old guys who were over fifty years old held each other's hands tightly and wanted to hold each other and cry.
The hardships of the past few years flashed through their minds one by one, but now everything is worth it.
"Old guy, thank you for your hard work." Lu Qingan patted Lu Baoguo on the shoulder.
Lu Baoguo also patted Lu Qing'an, "You old guy, you've worked hard too."
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
After Lu Qing'an returned home, he went to Lu Boming's room, walked up to him, and said, "Dad, our brigade has been rated as the advanced brigade."
Lu Boming smiled, took Lu Qing'an's hand, and patted it, "Our Qing'an is great. We can do what dad couldn't do."
Hearing his father's praise, Lu Qing'an suddenly squatted down, holding his head and crying like a child.
Lu Boming is a great hero, and his status in Lu Qing'an's heart is very high. He always thought that he was too mediocre and never did anything to make his father proud. It seemed that he had insulted his father's reputation.
Now, he finally did something that could make his father proud.
He was really glad that his father was still alive and could see this scene today, and he could still hear his father's praise.
Lu Boming also had tears in his eyes. He stroked Lu Qing'an's head and said, "Our Qing'an has always been great."
Lu Boming owed a lot to his only child. He had never educated him since he was a child and could only come back to visit him occasionally. By the time he was injured and retired, he had already married a wife and had children.
Fortunately, he has a pure heart and has never complained against him.
After Lu Qingan heard this, he burst into tears.
No matter how old he is, in front of his parents, he is still the little boy who wants to be praised.
Therefore, parents still have a place to come in life, and parents have only a way back in life.
Lu Qingan cried for a while, and after releasing his emotions, he felt embarrassed again. I feel that I have been a father for a long time, but I am still crying in front of my father. It is really embarrassing.
Lu Boming saw that Lu Qing'an was still squatting on the ground for a long time after crying, and knew that he was embarrassed.
He handed over a handkerchief and said: "Wipe your face. Xiao Mo baked pancakes at noon. They are delicious. Your wife left two for you and warmed them in the pot. Go and eat them quickly."
"Hey!" Lu Qing'an quickly took the handkerchief, wiped his face, stood up and went out.
When I got to the kitchen, I took another spoonful of water to wash my face, and then I went to take out the pie from the pot and eat it.
After eating this, Lu Qingan's eyes began to become moist again.
He has never had such a delicious pie since his mother left.
He misses his mother!
So, this man, a man in his fifties, silently dropped a few golden beans in the kitchen.
In the evening, the brigade also squeezed out the peanut oil. The brigade cadre responsible for oil extraction informed everyone to bring oil bottles and go to the brigade headquarters to collect oil and cotton.
Su Moti took a small bottle and went there. She only had 3.6 kilograms of oil. If she didn't have the inventory, she would have finished it in less than a month.
She was looking forward to cotton.
After receiving the cotton, I can make a few pairs of cotton socks and shoes and take them to the cowshed for my parents to wear. Otherwise, the weather is so cold and they often have to work, and their feet will definitely get frostbite.
When she went to get the soles, she asked Aunt Chuncao to bring her two pairs of men's shoes, and she said she wanted to make shoes for Lu Changzheng.
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The next morning, when Su Mo was writing a manuscript at home, Li Yue'e came over with flour and meat and asked Su Mo to teach her how to make pies.
"You don't know, the pies baked by your grandma are always delicious, and your father loves them very much. Unfortunately, I'm not very good at baking them, so they always turn out hard. The pie you baked yesterday is no worse than yours. "Li Yue'e said to Su Mo.
When she came back yesterday, she saw Lu Qing'an alone in the kitchen with red eyes and finished eating the pie. She probably missed his mother. I just went to the commune early in the morning to cut some meat and came back, hoping to learn how to make pancakes for him in the future.
Su Mo curled her lips and snickered. Li Yue'e said that she loves men, and she herself is not bad either.
Su Mo first taught me how to knead the noodles, then adjust the stuffing, then wrap, and finally bake. After the process, some problems were discovered.
First of all, the dough used by Li Yue'e is relatively hard, but the dough for making pies actually needs to be thinner. After wrapping, just dip some flour on the outside.
Secondly, when adjusting the stuffing, Li Yuee was reluctant to add seasonings, and the stuffing was still dry.
Finally, when it comes to baking, Li Yue'e has a fiery personality, so the fire is burning and it gets stronger unconsciously, which causes the moisture in the cake to be quickly dried out, making the cake appear hard.
After finishing it, Li Yue'e touched her forehead and there was no sweat. "This is really a delicate technical job, not suitable for a rough person like me."
Let her watch the cakes being slowly cooked in the pan over a small fire, and she always gets frustrated and always wants to turn up the heat and bake them all at once.
Su Mo smiled, "It's okay, Mom, you don't like to bake it. Next time Dad wants to eat it, just tell me and I'll bake it."
"That's okay." Li Yue'e didn't refuse, "Then next time he wants to eat it, mom will bring the ingredients and you can help bake it. Mom can't do such a delicate job."
Li Yue'e sighed. It seemed that she really wasn't a man-loving person. She couldn't hold on for more than one morning and then gave up.
That’s it! I have several grandchildren, and I have been wondering whether it hurts or not for the rest of my life.
Just live like this!
Li Yue'e brought over a pound of meat and more than two pounds of flour, cut some leeks in Su Mo's vegetable field, and baked about twenty pies. She left four pies for Su Mo to eat for lunch, and carried the rest back. Home.
She doesn't have to cook for lunch and evening.
