Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

The train stopped in front of Xishi, and Director Wang of Xishi Food Factory came over to express his gratitude to Lin Nianhe.

A young man shed tears while talking.

Director Ji could understand his feelings very well - he cried the same way during the spring festival.

But he was crying muffledly on the bed at home in the middle of the night.

It made his wife think that he had a style problem and almost belittled him.

"Xiao Lin, thank you, thank you..." Director Wang wiped his tears, "If it weren't for you, how could our factory be the first to get the production line, let alone earn foreign exchange from exports..."

Xishi Food Factory made a lot of money at this Autumn Fair. Ham sausage is very popular because of its good taste and long shelf life, and it has received nearly [-] million orders.

This is really a big surprise for Xishi Food Factory, which is rushing to prepare for the autumn trade fair.

Factory Director Wang sighed with emotion while wiping his tears, and couldn't help but tell the story of the past and present life of the Xishi Food Factory.

Lin Nianhe really couldn't stand an old man crying in front of him, so he winked at the director of the design factory and asked him to take him away.

Unexpectedly, the factory director was also reminded of his original emotion - in fact, he is also very emotional now. Last year, the Lanxian Textile Factory was a small and broken factory that could only make unsalable quilt covers. This year, it has transformed into a major exporter earning foreign exchange.

Therefore, Lin Nianhe could only watch the two gentlemen shed tears in front of her.

Wen Lan: "Why are you two crying when good times come?"

In one sentence, the problem was solved.

Lin Nianhe almost cried while hugging her.

Every time the train stops at a station, there is less luggage on board.

However, it was an exception when we arrived at Xishi.

Director Wang made a special call to the factory before getting on the bus, and the union director of the food factory specifically communicated with the train station to ask the bus to stop for a while.

A dozen workers loaded dozens of boxes of sausages onto the train as a thank you gift, and the narrow aisle of the train was so crowded that only one person could pass sideways.

Director Wang held the director's hand reluctantly: "Brother, although our two families are not in the same business, we will be brothers from now on. We will see you later!"

The director of the planning factory nodded repeatedly: "Brother, let me tell you something."

"What's wrong?"

"The train is leaving."

"..."

Director Wang was too nostalgic for the warmth of the carriage, so he took an extra stop.

Before he got off the bus, Lin Nianhe gave him an idea: "Uncle Wang, don't buy a ticket. Just get on the train going back. If you don't have a ticket, the conductor will definitely kick you off at the next stop!"

Factory Director Wang: "Is this how you fool foreigners?"

"Look what you said, how could I be willing to give them such a good idea!"

"..."

When the train stopped in Lan County, the heavy snow had just stopped.

On the platform, all the familiar faces were smiling and holding a huge banner.

Banner is the veteran actor who best embodies Wang Xiao's character - the word "spring" in Spring Festival was cut out and replaced with the word "autumn".

Wang Xiao stood at the front of the team, his neck stretched out.

Director Ji got out of the car first, with a smile on his face: "Boss, you..."

"You go ahead." Wang Xiao pulled him aside and opened his arms enthusiastically, "Xiao Lin! I miss you so much! Let me see if I've lost weight!"

Director Ji: "..."

He silently walked towards the second factory director in Lan County: "Brother Li..."

"Go away." Li Dahe rolled his eyelids and walked reservedly towards the girls behind him with his hands behind his back. He looked at them one by one and nodded, "Let's go home and take our factory car."

Director Ji: "..."

"okay!"

The three girls responded in unison. "Hey, wait a minute, there are those old sausages on the train, move them down quickly!"

When Director Ji saw Wang Hai carrying boxes down, he finally remembered that there was something urgent and immediately called for people to move the things.

Dozens of boxes of sausages, one-third of which were loaded into a match factory truck.

The driver was Qian Guozhu. When he saw his sister, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Wang Shumei was not polite to them and got into the passenger seat to talk to her brother.

"Sit inside and stop blowing." Li Dahe sat in the carriage and said to them.

"It's blocked by a box, so it won't be cold."

The solid feeling of returning home is the most fascinating.

Lin Nianhe smiled with crooked eyebrows and said to Li Dahe: "Uncle Captain, you see, the first time we came here we rode a bullock cart, when we came back from the Spring Fair we rode bicycles, and when we came back from the Autumn Fair we rode a truck... Next time we come back, Are you going to pick us up in a car?"

Before Li Dahe said anything, Wen Lan asked: "Then why should we sit down next time?"

"Next time, the captain will send a plane to pick us up!"

"Huh? Didn't you come back all at once?"

"You can arrive in the evening if you leave in the morning, right?"

Li Dahe: "You two really dare to think about it."

"People have to have dreams!" Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "The harder you work, the harder we will work hard and strive to be the best full-time niece!"

Li Dahe reacted for a while before he finally understood: "What's going on? Are you doing nothing at home and just waiting for me to support you?"

"Well...don't you think this dream is particularly good?"

"Don't make me kick you."

The road from the town to Shili Brigade is still so long.

The time spent on the journey was reduced from one and a half hours to 10 minutes.

It took them a year and a half to complete these seven 10 minutes.

After jumping out of the car, they were surrounded by villagers.

"Slim, lose weight!"

"But the child is tired... Why aren't you wearing cotton pants yet? Didn't you take them with you when you left?"

"Are you thirsty? Drink some water first. The noodles are in the pot. Let's go eat."

"That's right, the pig was killed in the morning and the sauerkraut was stewed! Come in quickly and don't freeze."

"Why are you bringing these old things back? Just come back when you can calm down!"

The endless talk of care is accompanied by the curling smoke from the kitchen, and the thick smoke of human beings is filled with smoke.

The yellow pickled cabbage was stewed with pork and vermicelli, and was served in a huge basin, making people drool.

"The noodles don't taste good, so I didn't cook them more for you." Aunt Li brought four small bowls. "Eat something to suit the occasion. I've made rice for you. I'll eat more meat later."

"Thank you, Aunt Li!"

There were only two or three mouthfuls of noodles. After answering Jing'er's request of "go out and dumplings come in," Aunt Li filled them with fragrant rice.

It’s been a month since I’ve eaten the food cooked by the Shili Brigade’s firewood stove, and I really miss it. The three girls were so satisfied with their meal that they didn’t even have time to talk.

Wang Hong looked at it, her eyes turned red, and she said to Li Dahe: "Tomorrow I will force Ji Qiang to go. Our child will go out with him and won't even raise his head when we come back to eat."

She felt that no matter how nice things were outside, it was not as good as home. Looking at the girls eating like this, it didn't necessarily mean that they had suffered a lot outside.

"Aunt Wang, we're not hungry," Lin Nianhe couldn't eat anymore and raised his head and said, "I just miss home."

Wang Hong's eyes became even redder. She rubbed Lin Nianhe's head and gave her a big bone: "If you feel homesick, eat more. There's still more in the pot."

Lin Nianhe licked his lips: "I miss home, but... my stomach didn't become two."

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