Chapter 118 Eighty-year-old doormat (118) Moving briquettes
"The briquette stove, the chimney, and the briquettes. I'll ask your brother to help you later." Qi Xiulan said without thinking.
"I can do it myself." Mo Hongying stroked her forehead, pursed her lips and looked at her.
"Don't be brave, let your brother do these rough jobs. It's supposed to be unnecessary, but even if it is used..." Qi Xiulan suddenly braked and changed her words, "When is your brother going to use it now?"
"Then thank you in advance." Mo Hongying said sheepishly.
"Why is this kid so polite?" Qi Xiulan looked at her angrily and said.
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As they were talking, they arrived at the cafeteria. Mo Hongying heard the bustle of people inside, "There are a lot of people!"
"Your dad has high prestige and popularity in the factory. When he gets married to a girl, can he come?" Qi Xiulan said happily.
"This treat must cost a lot of money!" Mo Hongying frowned slightly and looked at her and said.
"We also receive gift money! It's not much, but it's enough to pay for the banquet." Qi Xiulan said with a smile.
Mo Hongying's index finger traced the peak of her eyebrows, and she had forgotten about the share price.
In October, autumn is full of fruits, and there is really no shortage of food.
The banquet is very rich! Eight cold dishes and eight hot dishes.
The food in the canteen is much better than usual, and everyone’s mouths are full of oil.
"Old Mo, did he use all the money we gave him as a wedding banquet?"
"We can finally get this money back."
"Old Mo, this is so interesting!"
Mo Guangming stood in the middle of the lobby and said cheerfully, "We have enough food to take care of, and this wine is just for fun. You guys have to go to work in the afternoon! You can't delay it, right!" He said loudly, "Time is money, and making money is the key. Hard truth.”
"Yes!" everyone cheered.
"I won't say any more, let's eat!" Mo Guangming said happily.
"Before eating, we have to wish Comrades Mo Hongmei and Chen Zhe a happy marriage and a son soon."
Everyone shouted in unison, "A happy marriage will bring about a son soon."
"Thank you!" Mo Guangming said with clasped fists in the air and cupped his hands.
There is no groom or bride, everyone is eating and drinking, and they have to go to work in the afternoon. The food tastes like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Let’s go after eating and drinking!
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It seemed as if the yellowing leaves on the tree fell off overnight, and in the blink of an eye the branch was bare.
Mo Jianshe rode three wheels to buy briquettes from the briquette factory.
"I'm back." Mo Jianshe got off the tricycle and shouted towards the office.
"It's coming, it's coming." Mo Hongying ran out and looked at the briquettes on the tricycle. "There are so many, have I used them all?"
"We don't use coal stamps at home, so I'll give them to you, otherwise it would be a waste to keep them." Mo Jianshe smiled and pulled the handbrake and got off the tricycle.
Mo Jianshe smiled and added, "Here is a briquette stove. You can use it to cook, which will also save gas! For the two of you, this stove is definitely enough."
"Okay! I'll give it a try." Mo Hongying nodded with a smile, rolled up her sleeves and said, "I've made room."
"No! Don't do it, I'll move it." Mo Jianshe said quickly when he saw this.
"You can move anywhere! I'm here to help." Mo Hongying looked at Mo Jianshe with a smile on her dark eyes.
"My hands are all black, so don't do it." Mo Jianshe stopped his sister and said, "Don't get your clothes dirty."
"Can I move less?" Mo Hongying said, looking at him with crooked eyebrows.
"It's not much, why do you need to get your hands on it!" Mo Jianshe looked at her disapprovingly and said.
"Let's move it." Luo Shuisheng and Wu Xiangyang came over and looked at Mo Hongying with gentle eyes and said, "We men did this, so don't get your hands dirty."
"No, no, we can do it ourselves." Mo Hongying waved her hands and declined them.
"Why are you being polite to us? You don't need to treat us." Luo Shuisheng looked at her lovingly and said with a smile, "We also have selfish motives." Hehehe said with a smile, "Is it okay to pour hot water in winter?"
Mo Hongying raised her lips when she heard this, smiled and said, "Okay, okay. If there is a pot, I will boil more water."
"Then let's help, no objection!" Luo Shuisheng rolled up his sleeves and looked at her and said.
"Thank you." Mo Hongying looked at them with gentle eyes and said.
"Thank you!" Wu Xiangyang said with a smile, rolled up his sleeves and started to move the briquettes.
The man had the strength to move ten briquettes in one breath, and the three of them moved very quickly together.
"If this theater didn't have heating, wouldn't it be easy to show movies in winter?" Mo Hongying said, holding a towel and handing it to them who had washed their hands. "Last winter, there were very few movies. If they were, no one would watch them. They would shiver from the cold."
"The results are good this year, it should be OK!" Luo Shuisheng said with hope, his eyes shining brightly.
"I don't know. Anyway, there is no notice from the factory yet." Mo Jianshe looked at them with dark eyes and said, passing the clean towels in his hands to Luo Shuisheng and the others.
"It's better to save a little. It's better to be prudent these days." After hearing this, Mo Hongying looked at them with dark pupils and said, "The market changes too fast."
"Yes, yes! Anyway, there are not many people watching movies, so the video hall is still packed." Mo Jianshe said carelessly.
Mo Hongying's mouth twitched when she heard this. This silly brother mentioned the video in front of the movie.
It's a shame that people don't put so much thought into it.
"There is no way, there are too few movies produced." Mo Hongying added, "Movies also need to be mass-produced. The reason why Hollywood movies are so popular is because of industrial production, so many movies are produced every year. Sold to every corner of the world.”
Luo Shuisheng sighed heavily, "Let's not talk about mass production, the production level is too different." He looked at her calmly and said, "We should show this movie, even if there is one audience watching it, we will show it. "
He really loves movies. Mo Hongying looked at Luo Shuisheng with gleaming black eyes and said, "Since you like movies so much, why don't you pursue your movie dream!"
"Me?" Luo Shuisheng pointed to himself and said, "How old am I? How can I pursue my pursuit? I can't even touch the door. Besides, my cultural level is not high, so I just watch movies."
"If you like movies, you can always submit movie reviews! As a freelance writer, you can also earn royalties without leaving your favorite movies." Mo Hongying said casually, "There is no need for gorgeous rhetoric, write your most authentic Feelings.”
Luo Shuisheng's eyes lit up when he heard this and said, "If you're interested in this, I'll give it a try."
"It must be possible." Mo Hongying looked at him encouragingly and said.
Luo Shuisheng pursed his lips and looked at her and said, "Xiao Mo, I want to ask you something."
"What's the matter?" Mo Hongying looked directly at him and asked.
"When that Hongmei video is put into the video, please put it into some Hollywood movies." Luo Shuisheng said sheepishly.
(End of chapter)
