Chapter 381

After a few days of busy street canteen life, Aunt Wang and the staff of the Neighborhood Committee began to announce the latest news -- ironmaking.

Everyone in the dining room is having breakfast, listening to the discussion.

"Everyone, be quiet first. What's the use of the iron pot in your dining room? After breakfast, everyone went home to collect all the iron products and put them at the door. We'll be there soon before noon. All of you should be aware of it. Don't let us come here and do it yourself. "

Someone quickly asked, "Auntie, do you want to donate all the iron products you mentioned, except for the things in the kitchen, scissors and hoes at home?"

"Yes. You go back and check it carefully. As long as it is iron, we will hand it in. Every street starts to move in the morning, but we can't let others get ahead of us. "

Another one laughed, "don't worry. Our street is not the first but also the second. When I get home, I ask my daughter-in-law to pry off all the handles on the cabinet. "

Then, there was an exit immediately: "my door is still iron, we will help you later."

Seeing the positive attitude of everyone, Mrs. Wang clapped her hands with joy, which attracted the whole audience to clap their hands.

The warm applause continued. She pressed it with her hand. After everyone was quiet, they said, "since there is iron, we must have a stove. For this reason, I asked our master Cui to instruct how to build a blast furnace for ironmaking. Now let's invite our master Cui to say a few words. "

Mother Zhang secretly pulled the old son's sleeve and looked at him anxiously.

Zhang Guoqing nodded to her with a smile.

Zhang's mother burst out laughing with joy, pointing to master Cui in front of her, "let's listen to what other masters say."

Master Cui stood on a stool and exclaimed in an excited voice There are many people in our streets. What are the benefits of having more people? More people, more power! Therefore, we have to strive to be the first in the county. Let's unite together and work hard to produce more iron for the people of the whole country and the people of Northeast China to see... "

After hearing this, Zhang's mother asked her family in a low voice, "why didn't he say how to build a furnace? What is this for? "

Zhang Guoqing heard the speech, clenched his fist and put it in the corner of his mouth. He coughed a few times and said, "people are so excited that they haven't thought about it."

"I have seen this man several times. Every time he was talking to people. Don't worry, mother. Wait a minute Zhang Meili said quickly.

Zhou Jiao looked at Zhang Guoqing and just wanted to say a word, but heard master Cui talking about the subject. She immediately turned to look forward. I saw people's hands moving with the words, talking loudly and foaming at the mouth.

“…… So we're going to build a blast furnace in the little square

Zhou Jiao secretly happy, fortunately in the small square, if in her home near her own must not vomit to death.

“…… . if you want to build, build the biggest. Ha ha ... joking. I'm talking about the highest and largest blast furnace in the county. What do you say? Why can't we men, old and young, be the first? Are you right? "

A woman immediately yelled, "master Cui, men and women are equal. We women can also burn stoves. I'd like to ask you to add another stove

Zhang Guoqing looked at the woman with a headache. This crazy man, his daughter-in-law, was killed by her. Before he could come up with an excuse, more women called for more stoves.

Depressed, Zhang Guoqing just wanted to shoot these silly girls to death.

All the people in the street, regardless of their age, participated in the activities.

As for master Cui's highest and largest stove in the county, no one mentioned it again. It was a joke. The director of the largest textile factory in the county did not dare to make a decision.

Zhang Guoqing clapped his son speechless. His son couldn't escape, but he didn't know why such a young boy was fighting? He didn't want to consult about dog blood.

On the way, Zhang's father and his wife were worried about the village yard and went back on foot.

To Zhang Guoqing's regret, after joining the big society, everything became collective ownership. There is no longer a carriage in the street today.

Back home, the couple settled in a good son. According to the plan, a pile of scrap iron was piled at the door, and Professor Liu left two big pots and a large kitchen knife. Finally, they found the handle on the door. They looked at each other and laughed bitterly. They still took off the handle and threw it on it.

After cleaning up, Zhang Guoqing returned to the unit, and the meeting continued. The theme of the meeting just ended an hour ago, and the unit will also build a blast furnace.

It is conceivable that he followed his colleagues to pry down the iron gate and collect all the iron products and pile them on the open space on the right side of the unit. There will be a place to prepare the blast furnace.

Many people are powerful.

All units and streets in the county collected iron products from every household in the county and began to search for mineral resources in the mountains.

In the evening, there are many empty spaces in the county, with iron products, firewood and coal heaps, a small part of iron ore, coke, limestone and some materials for building blast furnaces.

Zhou Jiao has a headache at the moment.

All the firewood and coal balls piled up in her house were pulled away, and the two stoves in the kitchen opened their big mouths, which would not give her a headache, but the small spot in front of her.Ping An shed tears and cried in a low voice, "my My... "

Zhou Jiao didn't know how to explain it to him.

Tell him, people want to give, but also happy to give? Such an explanation is afraid to affect children's outlook on life and values.

Or tell him, we still have a lot of them? Such an explanation, she is more worried about childish words, no matter how smart or a child, a set of words will be over.

Finally, Zhou Jiao hugged him, locked the door and went back to the kitchen.

She's facing Ping'an Bibi's cellar. The iron plate at the mouth of her cellar was saved. At the moment, she cherished the sight of iron more than gold.

After opening the cellar, Zhou Jiao held him in his arms and released two large pots, a pile of firewood and coal.

She patted the child and turned to let him see, "you see, mom's hiding. You can't say it. You can't say it. Shh Is it OK to shake your head when others ask for peace? "

With that, Zhou Jiao demonstrated twice. When she saw the child smiling, she took a long breath. It's not easy!

"Ping An, do you have any food in your house?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the child shook his head.

"Ping An, you have no pot in your house. Have you cried?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the child shook his head.

"Ping An, can you give me the pot at home?"

As soon as she finished, the child shook his head and said, "it's gone."

"You don't know where you're hiding things, mom?"

Ping An cried happily, "no more."

Make Zhou Jiao ha ha ha straight smile, repeatedly kiss several mouthfuls, toward his thumb.

Afterwards, she wrote a simple dialogue between mother and son in secret language and sent it to her father Zhou Xiaozheng.

A very common paragraph, but in her eyes, not yet eight months of her son to make her proud, worth showing off.

Back in the bedroom, the mother and son changed their clothes.

Out of the house, the small square crowd surging, around the accumulation of a large number of iron products, firewood and coal piles. The children were happy to play with the mud, and the sound of trumpets could not cover the noise.

Zhou Jiao toward the direction of her son's fingers, suddenly burst into laughter. How stingy her son should be, she still thinks about her own cauldron and firewood.

"Shh You see, there is fire, there are thorns, danger! Be safe and good. Don't come down. Mom will take you to your grandparents Zhou Jiao quickly told him a few words, holding him to find Zhang's father and mother.

Looking for a long time to find Zhang father and them, Zhou Jiao see they are moving things, she did not go.

I heard from the trumpet that we would work in groups for dinner and start to turn on the lights in the evening.

She realized that it was not yet time.

She began to adjust her position and carry her son behind her. She slowly moved forward and looked at the child from time to time. In the mind ponders also has to think of a way, after being grouped, two mother and son became a drag on the eye.

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