Chapter 119 Eighty-year-old doormat (119) rotten eggs
"There is no problem with this, but Hollywood movies have original soundtracks. If you don't know English, it will be difficult to read." Mo Hongying looked at him with deep black eyes and said.
"Go ahead and I'll learn." Luo Shuisheng looked at her firmly and said with a smile, "I'll learn more English this way."
"Watch a movie and learn its film techniques, but don't be brainwashed by its ideology." Mo Hongying looked at them seriously and said.
"What do you mean?" Mo Jianshe looked at her puzzled and said.
"No matter how beautiful it is in the movie, it is not ours. Don't complain about our current living environment. We can aspire to it. That is the direction of our efforts. I believe that if we are down-to-earth and diligent, we will not be worse than them in the future. "Mo Hongying looked at them with her deep and penetrating eyes and said, "Movies also have a class standpoint. They use culture to moisturize things and silently brainwash us about our desire to understand the outside world."
"I understand, keep this sentence firmly in mind, imperialism will never die in destroying me." Mo Jianshe said without thinking, "Look at those high-rise buildings and household appliances in the video, we work hard, one day we will catch up Up."
"Hey! That's right!" Mo Hongying looked at him with a bright smile on her face and said.
"A dog doesn't think the family is poor, and a son doesn't think its mother is ugly." Mo Jianshe said with a silly smile, "We can hold on."
"But it's difficult for some people, seeing the huge differences during the period. It's different from what was advertised in the past. They were in dire straits, but how come their living standards are much higher than mine!" Mo Hongying looked at her with bright eyes. They said, "We don't even have enough food and clothing!"
She could only remind her so far. The rest depends on whether she can resist the enemy's sugar-coated bullets.
Mo Jianshe looked at the chimney placed in the house and said, "I will install the chimney for you. You can try it if you want." He looked at the round chimney mouth cut out of the glass with a glass knife.
"Let's help." Luo Shuisheng and Wu Xiangyang helped and propped up the chimney for Mo Hongying.
"How do you light a fire in this house? You can use firewood without choking to death!" Mo Hongying said, looking at the brand new briquette stove.
"No, you use a shovel to carry a new briquette to the family's courtyard and replace it with a burning briquette. This way you can start the fire without chopping firewood." Mo Jianshe smiled and said, "The main reason is that you sleep at night and it is easy to put out the fire. Wake up and add briquettes, they won’t go out.”
"If you feel that the family home is too far, you can go to the boiler room of the bathhouse. Then you can start the fire quickly and just talk." Luo Shuisheng said with a smile.
"You are all veterans! You have rich experience." Mo Hongying looked at them with crooked eyebrows and said.
Mo Jianshe smiled and said, "Be sure to open the chimney and don't close the door too tightly. Leave some cracks. Be careful of gas poisoning."
"I know, I would rather freeze than be poisoned by coal." Mo Hongying said looking at them with her clear and bright eyes.
"When the weather gets cold, give it a try." Mo Jianshe warned carefully, "I'm leaving, and I still have to go to work! The last three shifts have almost kept us busy."
"It's good to be busy! Being busy means you can make money." Mo Hongying looked at them with bright black eyes and then said, "I'll give it to you."
Mo Hongying sent them out, and when she came back she looked at the stove in the center of the room, "I don't know if this thing is good for heating."
"Master, 嘘嘤..." Xiaoba cried aggrievedly, "If you use such a primitive thing, it is better to use our starship, which has a constant temperature."
"Don't look back on the past and covet me." Mo Hongying sat on the bench and called Xiao Ba out. "Don't mention things that can't be changed. Your mentality will easily become unstable. Once it comes, make peace with it."
"I know." Xiaoba said humbly, and suddenly remembered, "By the way, Master, you can use the parts to make things for heating!"
Mo Hongying pondered for a moment, shook her head slightly and said, "No, those parts will be used in emergencies. It would be a waste of resources to make them for heating now."
"Then what is an emergency?" Xiaoba asked curiously.
"When it's life-threatening." Mo Hongying thought about it seriously and said.
"Didn't you say that this is a peaceful time?" Xiao Ba blinked at her with big red rabbit eyes and said.
"I almost got chopped down last time." Mo Hongying touched its big, round head and said, looking at it with calm eyes, "Who else knows why this system is so crazy that it sent herself to this place?" What the hell kind of place.”
"I know." Xiaoba said obediently.
"It's okay to stay in a palm-sized storage capsule and not be able to come out for air!" Mo Hongying looked at Xiaoba distressedly and said.
"It's okay! Although I can't participate in your life, I can watch everything outside." Xiaoba's big red eyes curled into crescents, "It's not boring either."
"That's good." Mo Hongying looked at Xiaoba with crooked eyebrows and said, "It won't be cold this winter."
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Mo Hongying is not cold this winter, but the workers in the machinery factory feel as if they have fallen into an ice cellar.
The truck used to pull the new product, the rice cooker, out with joy, but now it pulls it back angrily.
what happened?
The quality is not up to standard. It has only been used for half a year, and even in less than three months, the rice is not cooked well, the fillings are raw, and the porridge cannot be cooked well.
Leakage, no power, etc.
Warehouses are full of new products that have not yet left the factory and have been brought back by merchants who have picked them up.
Director Ma was so anxious that his head turned white all night long, and the factory was filled with suffocating air.
Everyone is in a tense mood, and every little thing explodes like a firecracker.
During this time, even the children were walking on tiptoes, holding their breath, completing their homework obediently, skipping rubber bands, and throwing sandbags without daring to sing.
Afraid of alarming the parents, we had a mixed doubles game.
There is a haze buried in everyone's head that cannot be dispelled.
Something is different today. People in the factory finally showed their long-lost smiles.
Mo Hongying, who came back from grocery shopping early in the morning, felt something different. The cold air was filled with sweetness, and she murmured in her heart: What happened?
Gongs and drums were prepared at the entrance of the factory, and the primary school students were neatly dressed and holding plastic flowers in their hands, just to hold the banners.
When everyone in the factory saw Mo Hongying, they all turned their heads to both sides.
Mo Hongying has been a public enemy in the factory during this period. Why?
Because the person in charge of researching the new product was Gu Ziqiang, this guy luckily ran away. If he had still stayed in the factory, he would have definitely been 'skinned and torn apart' by the workers.
As Gu Ziqiang's 'ex-wife', Mo Hongying was often looked down upon during this period.
Someone threw rotten eggs on the windows of her home. She knew that she was cleaning the movie theater and deliberately burying people, leaving it dirty.
But Mo Hongying was so disgusted and so angry that you didn't even know who to blame for your anger.
(End of chapter)
