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Chapter 472 The Great Leader

"Brother, congratulations!" The smile on Xu Damao's face was bright and sincere, and he had already toasted Wang Zhong five times in a row.

"Brother Damao, thank you!"

How could Wang Zhong not know what Xu Damao was thinking? His wife was the daughter of Lou Bancheng, the shareholder of the steel rolling mill. She was a lady in the family, and her family's conditions, at least for now, were at the top of the pyramid.

And Wang Zhong, a man of the hour in the steel rolling mill and the sweetheart of the factory leaders, married a silly girl from the countryside. Although she was quite good-looking, she was not good enough to make a living. Besides, she was not as good as Wang Zhong. It’s not like there isn’t a steel rolling mill where the silly big girl looks good.

Lou Xiao'e also picked up her wine glass and greeted Wang Zhong and Qin Jingru.

Banggeng and the two girls were all paying attention to the bowl of red and shiny braised pork on the table, exuding a rich meaty aroma. They each devoured the fat but not greasy meat, and their mouths were full of oil. There was a lot of it on my clothes.

Qin Huairu also held a wine glass and drank with several people.

Originally, Sha Zhu was also coming, but just in time Ran Qiuye's parents asked Sha Zhu to go home for dinner. They wanted to see who their daughter was talking to. If Sha Zhu were a few years younger, he might have given her a favor for the sake of the so-called brotherhood. It is possible to refuse, but now Silly Zhu has been through a lot of trouble. He wishes he could take Ran Qiuye home and offer him as a sacrifice to the Queen Xuannv. How dare he neglect her.

As for He Yuyu, the cat was crying sadly and licking his wounds in his own room at the moment, so he was not in the mood to drink and congratulate.

When Wang Zhong got married, there was no wine. He only invited Xu Damao and Qin Huairu, who were usually close to him, to have a light meal. They gave a handful of wedding candies to every family in the courtyard, and the couple went about their lives alone.

Such behavior has attracted a lot of criticism.

Many people were discussing in private, saying that Wang Zhong's monthly salary was so high, but he couldn't even afford to pay for the wedding banquet, and that he was marrying a rural girl and could cope with the situation.

Gossips have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and have become more and more intense.

Wang Zhong, however, turned a deaf ear and continued to live his own small life. Most of his thoughts were spent on work. He also made a special trip to find Lao Xu and got many books related to the metallurgical industry to fill in his theoretical gaps. I followed Lao Xu several times to run to several brothers' factories.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, the factory went to work as usual. The machines in the workshop were roaring. The technicians did not sit in the office and read documents all the time. All the technicians, including Wang Zhong, who was now in the spotlight in the factory, had The workshop that I am responsible for is responsible for maintaining the normal operation of various machines in the workshop.

And now Wang Zhong has to be responsible for following the production instructions issued by his superiors.

In the courtyard, Qin Jingru had bought glutinous rice flour in advance, and black sesame seeds, peanuts, and red beans were always available at home. Early in the morning, Qin Jingru went out with a vegetable basket.

In the evening, when Wang Zhong returned home on his bicycle, Qin Jingru had already prepared the meals.

"You're back, wash your hands and get ready to eat," Qin Jingru, wearing an apron, stood in front of the stove and had just scooped the last dish out of the pot.

He quickly put the vegetables on the pot, then went to the stove and put the glutinous rice balls that were simmering over low heat on the table.

"What's the filling?" Wang Zhong asked curiously as he looked at the milky white round glutinous rice balls.

"There are several kinds. You'll know after you taste them."

Tangyuan is not the staple food. The staple food is yellow steamed buns made with cornmeal mixed with flour, not the spicy stick noodles.

Compared to pure white flour steamed buns, Wang Zhong prefers mixed-flour steamed buns made with corn or sweet potatoes and other grains. After more than a week together, Qin Jingru also had a better understanding of Wang Zhong's taste.

Putting the steamed buns into a small grate made of rattan and bringing it to the table, Qin Jingru didn't sit down in a hurry to use her chopsticks. Instead, she turned around and went to the corner of the kitchen and took out a bowl of pickled radish sealed in the jar. , and scooped out a few spoonfuls of the oily chili that Wang Zhong had put in the glass jar from the cabinet, put them on a tray and brought them to the table.

"Stop working so hard, sit down and eat together." Wang Zhong greeted Qin Jingru.

Qin Jingru said with a smile: "That's good!"

Placing the snow-white radish strips and oily chili peppers on the side close to Wang Zhong, Qin Jingru picked up the bowl again and helped Wang Zhong scoop out a bowl of glutinous rice balls before scooping out some for herself.

"It's the Lantern Festival today, aren't there any benefits in the factory?" Qin Jingru asked curiously, holding a steamed bun in one hand and chopsticks in the other while eating.

Wang Zhongdao: "The canteen made pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli for lunch."

"Nothing else?" Qin Jingru looked at Wang Zhong and asked.

Wang Zhong also looked at her: "What else do you want?"

Qin Jingru said a little disappointed: "I thought I would give out some holiday gifts."

"We just distributed it once a year ago. There are tens of thousands of people in the factory. Even if one person has a few kilograms of white flour, it's still hundreds of thousands of kilograms. How can we distribute it every time?"

"By the way, I've been busy lately. I don't necessarily know when I'll be back or go home for dinner. You don't have to wait for dinner. You can eat it by yourself when it's ready. If I can't come back in the evening, I'll ask you Cousin brought the letter."

"Well!" Qin Jingru nodded and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why are you so busy all of a sudden?"

"Now all parts of the country are supporting the construction of the third line. Our steel rolling mill is a key unit. It just went through a rectification a year ago and doubled its production capacity. This task is naturally heavier."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhong couldn't help but laugh a little. A few years ago, the workers in the factory still admired and envied him. However, since work resumed on the eighth day of the lunar month and the tasks from above were handed down, the factory was filled with complaints. Originally, Those gangsters who cheated, cheated, and fished for life were now forced to join in the busy production, and the culprit of all this was naturally Wang Zhong, who proposed and led the rectification work in the factory.

I don't know how many people secretly scolded Wang Zhong behind his back.

Qin Jingru naturally didn't know the rules here, so she gave Wang Zhong a few words of concern, asking him to pay attention to his health and not just focus on work.

"Are there more glutinous rice balls?" As he was eating, Wang Zhong suddenly changed his voice and asked.

Qin Jingru said: "There are still a lot of things that haven't been cooked yet!"

"Call your cousin and Banggan over later and cook all those glutinous rice balls!"

"Already cooked?" Although Qin Huairu was his cousin and introduced herself to Wang Zhong as the matchmaker, Qin Jingru was still a little reluctant to part with her.

"Reluctant?" Wang Zhong looked at Qin Jingru with a bit of pain on his face with interest.

Qin Jingru was not the kind of person who was deep in the city. Almost everything she was thinking was written on her face. Although she was a little nervous when faced with Wang Zhong's inquiry, she still nodded.

"Let me ask you, is our family short of some glutinous rice balls?" Wang Zhong did not directly say that Qin Jingru was wrong, but asked patiently.

"No shortage!" Qin Jingru didn't have to think about the answer to this question at all. Although Wang Zhong was still in charge of most of the family's money, the family's monthly living expenses and various bills were all in Qin Jingru's hands. Qin Jingru married into the Wang family Although it has only been more than a week, I have gradually gained a clear understanding of daily life at home.

Corn noodles, a staple food in most people's homes today, never appear on their dining tables. Even if they eat corn buns, they are made of very finely ground cornmeal.

Not to mention that the family has to eat meat every three days, not to mention the oil used for cooking every time.

"How is life at your cousin's house?" Wang Zhong continued to ask.

Qin Jingru said: "It's difficult!"

"Since we don't lack this little food, and your cousin's family is also having a hard time, why not help if you can. But now we can't, but what if we need your cousin in the future? Do you think she will help us?" Qin Jingru hurriedly shook her head and said, "I will go find my cousin after dinner later?"

"It's okay to stay appropriately close to your cousin, but you must have principles and a bottom line. You can't agree to everything she says, you know!"

Qin Jingru had no ideas and was easily deceived, and Qin Huairu was very scheming. Wang Zhong was not worried about being plotted by Qin Huairu, but he was worried that Qin Jingru would be regarded as a spear user in his absence.

"I remember!" Qin Jingru responded with a cautious look.

As for why Qin Huairu brought the children to eat instead of Qin Jingru sending the uncooked glutinous rice balls to Jia's family, it was naturally because Wang Zhong did not want his own glutinous rice balls to fill the belly of Jia Zhang's old wife.

When the Wang Chong family was eating, the Jia family was also eating, but the food was a bit crude, with no meat in sight, and even the oil used for cooking was pitiful.

"Mom, shall we have glutinous rice balls tonight?" The person who suddenly asked this question was none other than the only male member of the Jia family.

Qin Huairu glanced at Mrs. Jia Zhang who was engrossed in eating across from her, raised her hand and rubbed Banggan's head, and said with a smile: "Mom forgot to buy glutinous rice flour, and we don't have anything to make stuffing at home!"

"How about we go to my aunt's house to eat? My aunt's house must have made glutinous rice balls." Banggeng suggested enthusiastically.

"This..." Qin Huairu hesitated.

"Mom! I want to eat glutinous rice balls too!"

"I want to eat too!"

Xiaodang and Huaihua next to them also looked at Qin Huairu in unison, their eyes full of expectation.

Qin Huairu sighed and was thinking about what to say when suddenly Qin Jingru's voice came from outside the door.

"Cousin, are you at home?"

"Here you are, the door is open, come in!" Qin Huairu hurriedly called Qin Jingru in.

"Auntie!" x3
Banggan put down his chopsticks and ran to Qin Jingru in a flash.

"Let's eat something together?"

"No, no, I just ate at home!"

Qin Jingru hurriedly waved her hands and said: "Isn't it the Lantern Festival today? Wang Zhong and I are the only two people in my house, so it's a bit deserted. Cousin, how about you take Banggan and Xiaodang to my house later?"

"Auntie, do you have glutinous rice balls to eat?" Banggeng looked at Qin Jingru, his eyes full of expectation.

Qin Jingru rubbed Banggeng's head and said with a smile, "Of course."

"Auntie! I want to eat glutinous rice balls too!"

Xiaodang and Huaihua couldn't sit still after hearing this. They immediately jumped off their stools and ran to Qin Jingru.

"Okay, okay! Auntie will cook glutinous rice balls for you later!"

"What kind of stuffing do you like to eat?"

"Are there more fillings?" Banggian asked curiously.

Qin Jingru said: "Of course, there are peanut fillings, bean paste fillings, and black sesame fillings!"

Xiaodang tugged at the corner of Qin Jingru's clothes and asked, "Auntie, do you have any meat fillings?"

"This one is gone!"

After dinner, Qin Huairu led her three children to the front yard. Only Jia Zhang was left in the Jia family's house. She was sitting cross-legged on the kang with a dark face, needlework and reading glasses in her hands, and her face was gloomy. Holding insoles.

The room was empty, and there was no festive atmosphere at all.

Thinking of the laughter and laughter that filled Wang Zhong's house in the front yard at this moment, and the three children eating steaming glutinous rice balls with bright smiles on their faces, Mrs. Jia Zhang felt uncomfortable in her heart and felt uncomfortable all over.

Time passed by, and several days passed, and it was almost the first lunar month. On this day, Lao Xu suddenly asked someone to find Wang Zhong.

"Get ready, follow me to meet someone later!" Lao Xu said seriously.

Wang Zhong asked: "So serious? Section Chief, who are you meeting? Do you need to prepare in advance?"

"Of course it's the big leader!" Lao Xu said.

Wang Zhong asked: "How big is the leader?"

"A leader who is bigger than our factory director!"

When he was about to set off, Wang Zhong actually saw Xu Damao and Sha Zhu among the people traveling with him. When he realized it, the big leader that Lao Xu was talking about was probably the one who had a lot of sympathy with Sha Zhu in the original plot. , the leader was none other than Factory Director Yang.

Everyone followed Director Yang by car to the big leader's home. Xu Damao and Sha Zhu went to set up the venue and the other went to the kitchen. Wang Zhong followed Lao Xu and Director Yang and went straight to see the big leader. lead.

"Leader, this is Wang Zhong. It was he who proposed the rectification plan for our factory!" Director Yang only exchanged a few words with the senior leader before he called Wang Zhong to the senior leader.

"Are you Wang Zhong?" The leader looked at Wang Zhong with great interest: "You are indeed a talented person!"

"Thank you for the compliment, leader!" Wang Zhong said.

The senior leader was obviously very interested in Wang Zhong: "I heard that you came up with the rectification plan for your factory on your own?"

Wang Zhongdao: "I just put forward ideas and general ideas. The specific improvements are the result of the joint efforts of all leaders and workers in the factory."

"At such a young age, he is so humble, neither humble nor arrogant, and is steady and steady. He is indeed a talent." The big leader was both surprised and satisfied with Wang Zhong's answer.

"Xiao Yang, you have to make good use of talents like Comrade Wang Zhong and don't waste them!" The big leader said quite bluntly.

Factory Director Yang hurriedly said: "Don't worry, leader, Comrade Wang Zhong is now a key training target of our factory. He is already a tenth-level technician. If he goes one step further, he will be an engineer."

The big leader nodded and looked at Wang Zhong: "Comrade Xiao Wang, please tell me in detail how you came up with this rectification plan! And what's going on with your idea."

(End of this chapter)