Everyone went to work at dawn, but He Siwei had to get up before dawn to make breakfast.
Materials such as grain are put together and covered with rainproof cloth.
He Siwei groped in the dark to find the place where the corn noodles were placed. According to Sun Xianghong's instructions, she would make two large pots of corn noodles today to ensure that the steamed buns would be enough for everyone to share.
She first poured a basin of noodles and mixed them, then made steamed buns and steamed them in the pot. When she went to get the noodles, she found that the bag had reached the bottom, but she just poured a basin of them.
He Siwei folded the bag and was about to carry the basin away when he stopped again.
She didn't know why, so she put down the basin and pulled off the rainproof cloth to touch other bags, but found nothing.
He Siwei pulled the rainproof cloth wider and continued to touch inside, but still did not touch the burnt leather bag.
He Siwei realized something was wrong.
No more rations.
She thought carefully about it. When Sun Xianghong told her to make breakfast yesterday, he didn't mention whether there would be any rations. However, Sun Xianghong worked carefully and took care of the food. It was impossible not to know how much rations were left.
There are only two pots of corn noodles left, and a breakfast has been cooked. What will everyone eat when we come back in the evening?
If the rations don’t come back in time, will I have to work for one day or two days on an empty stomach tomorrow?
Failure to cook properly and make everyone hungry is a big problem. It affects everyone's work progress, which directly affects the tasks assigned by the superiors. Secondly, it affects the work points of the educated youth.
Sun Xianghong is a very careful person and can think of all these, especially at work. She is very capable and very strict with herself, and is even less likely to make such mistakes.
However, He Siwei thought that Sun Xianghong also mentioned that the field director would be back today when he spoke yesterday.
That means the field director will be back today.
But now that there is no information, how can Sun Xianghong be sure that the farm director will definitely come back today and will bring rations? Could it be that when the farm director left, Sun Xianghong said that the rations were running out?
He Siwei's mind was a little confused. She covered the rainproof cloth and went to the men's tent with corn noodles. She stood outside the tent and shouted softly, "Wang Guodong, Wang Zhiqing, are you awake?" '
After she finished speaking, the tent was very quiet, but a few seconds later, there was a small sound, and a few seconds later the tent was torn open from the inside, and Wang Guodong came out with his coat on.
"Little He Zhiqing, what happened?"
He Siwei asked, "Wang Zhiqing, when the director left, did he tell you that he would be back today?"
"No." Wang Guodong heard her asking about the director and calling him out at this time. Something serious must have happened. He asked again, "What happened?"
"I remember that when the director left that day, he asked you to have a meeting with Accountant Sun. Later, he didn't tell Accountant Sun anything separately, right?"
He Siwei understood that it was a bit rash to ask this, but she vaguely guessed a possibility in her heart, and secretly broke into a cold sweat.
Wang Guodong shook his head, "I didn't explain anything individually."
Seeing her look anxious when she mentioned Sun Xianghong, Wang Guodong recalled that he had just asked He Siwei twice but had no answer, so he knew it and stopped asking.
"Xiao Zhiqing, are you okay?"
"It's okay." After He Siwei discovered the truth, her liver and gallbladder were so cold that she slowly calmed down. She smiled and said, "Wang Zhiqing, I'm sorry to bother you to rest. I'm fine. You can go and rest for a while."
"If you say something if something happens, everyone in the group won't be watching."
He Siwei said he understood, took the corn noodles to the rainproof cloth, poured the corn noodles back into the bag, closed the bag, covered it with the rainproof cloth, and calmly went back to make breakfast.
A large pot of steamed buns was steaming in the nest, and the firelight from the branches burning in the pit reflected on He Siwei's face.
Calm yet like the mysterious deep sea, chilling the bones.
She didn't know where Sun Xianghong hated her so much and framed her like this. If she hadn't thought about it carefully, she wouldn't have discovered the strangeness of the matter. If she hadn't asked Wang Guodong to ask, she might have made a big mistake.
By the time they finished cooking, the sky was getting slightly brighter. It was very cold in the early morning in the deep mountains, but sitting by the stove, He Siwei's whole body was warm, and his two cheeks were also burned red by the fire.
Everyone got up and washed up. He Siwei found Sun Xianghong who was washing her face under the roots of a tree not far away, and strode over.
When Sun Xianghong heard the sound of footsteps, she turned her head. When she saw He Siwei, she asked lightly, "Xiao He, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Accountant Sun, how much rations do we eat every day? We have a table, right?"
Sun Xianghong's face turned cold, "Why do you ask this?"
He Siwei was just an ordinary employee. Recording the daily ration consumption was the responsibility of the farm director and accountant, and was not something she could ask.
"Yesterday you told us to make five woofotou for each employee in the morning. When I went to get the noodles in the morning, I found that each person made five woofotou and the rations were gone."
Sun Xianghong stopped washing her face and stood up suddenly, "What? Why did you do it without telling me? Then what will everyone eat next? The director doesn't know when he will come back. How can everyone do it when they are hungry? live?"
She shouted so loudly, and it was early in the morning, that everyone's attention was drawn to her.
Sun Xianghong said sternly, "Xiao He, I asked you to make five rations for each person, but you have to be more flexible. If you find that the rations are not enough, you should report it to me. You can't make decisions without authorization. Everyone is like you. , wouldn’t that be a mess?”
"Okay, let's not talk about this now. We just said that the rations have been used. If everyone is not hungry today, what will happen tomorrow? If the farm director doesn't come back tomorrow, what will happen the day after tomorrow?"
He Siwei looked at Sun Xianghong acting alone with cold eyes. It was obviously Sun Xianghong who dug a hole for her, but now it turned out that she was thoughtless, making decisions without permission, and overstepping her authority.
At this moment, He Siwei was certain that Sun Xianghong was digging a hole for her.
Sun Xianghong didn't even give her a chance to refute, and directly admitted that she had confessed, but she had confessed that it was you who did the thing. For example, when she handed over the knife, He Siwei who hurt someone had nothing to do with her, Sun Xianghong. The same reason.
So no matter what He Siwei tried to argue, it was of no use.
At this moment, she wanted to ask Sun Xianghong directly, what kind of hatred did she have with her that made her have such good intentions?
If He Siwei really did what he did this time, he would be ostracized by everyone at Zhezi Farm.
Sun Xianghong did not lower her voice. The camp was so big. Everyone understood what was going on and mistakenly thought that He Siwei had used all the rations. They looked at her with complicated eyes.
It's unreasonable for them to scold others for cooking for everyone, but if they don't complain, they will be hungry for who knows how many days in the future, delaying progress and getting no work points.
