Chapter 483

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know how long he had fainted. When he woke up, the light in the tent was still dark, and the sky outside the window was still clear.

"Alas!" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed a long time. The feeling was really wonderful. It made him feel like a beautiful dream. When he woke up, it seemed that nothing was left in his mouth, and there was no fragrance left in his mouth. It seemed that he had never eaten that thing since then.

"Ma... De" Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded, but he didn't taste what it was, just felt fragrant.

Beautiful is always short-lived, Zhang Xiaoqiang recovered the lost mood, after all, he is still alive, not the last time that strange feeling, he just like a nap, wake up, the glass bottle has been empty.

He shook his neck and twisted his waist. It seemed that he didn't feel anything. He put his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair and wanted to stand up. After a long time, he breathed a sigh and sat back in the wheelchair helplessly. It seemed that he had no effect?

What Zhang Xiaoqiang got was a strong disappointment. He picked up a pure blue crystal, gritted his teeth and fell to the ground.

The blue crystal is still rolling on the ground. When the curtain moves slightly, two puppies rush in like lightning. One of them is in his mouth. One dog bites the crystal, and the other dog grabs it. The two puppies scurry together. Zhang Xiaoqiang is dazzled by the two puppies. He doesn't know whether the one who bites the crystal is Zhuang Zhuang or erlangshen.

The second crystal was thrown out by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the two dogs finally stopped.

"Ga bang ·········" the sound of the dog gnawing crystal rang in the tent. Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at two hard-working dogs and scolded: "the dog who is not fed... Shaking the wheelchair and went out of the tent door.

All the people are busy. Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi are busy preparing all kinds of daily necessities for Zhang Xiaoqiang. After all, Xiaoqiang wants to get their close care. That's what they think.

The women in the camp are busy processing the thousands of catties of fish. Wang Le doesn't know that he found two canning machines in the family workshop and made a lot of tinplate cans. Then the women put the cooked fish into the cans. The fish of the big fish is old, but it's also meat, isn't it?

It's not just fish. Zhang Huai'an, who is left behind in the camp these days, is a busy person. He has a big search in the attachment. As long as he thinks it's useful, he gets all he can do. He piles up rubbish in the open space and lets the women sort. They find many things that are really useful.

The prawns with long forefinger and thick thumb are cut off and peeled into shrimps, the variant small fish with long chopsticks are made into dried fish, and the mussel and snail meat, which can be made into dried fish, but which can't be made into dried fish can be canned. This is an end of life industry and their non-staple food in the future.

Meat is processed, and wild vegetables can't be let go. Although the water in the lake is proved to be clean, the ground water from the well drilling machine is still used in the camp. All kinds of wild vegetables are cleaned, dried slightly, cut into shreds, scalded in boiling water for two or three minutes, and then picked up.

After these wild vegetables are cooled, a group of women squeeze the water from them with wooden boards and send them to a small house built of iron sheet. There is a big oven outside the house. Several women are sending hot air to the small house with a blower made by Wang Le. From time to time, women who are soaked with sweat come out with dried dehydrated wild vegetables for sorting and packaging.

All things are in good order. Seeing all kinds of food packed into the transport car parked at one side, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a kind of unusual pleasure in his heart. He secretly congratulates himself that he has become their village branch secretary with a soft heart. What a hardworking village name and what a good labor force?

"Ding Ling..." when the bell rang, a tricycle came in from outside the camp. A man in a jungle uniform was riding on the bike, with a simple smile on his dark cheek. He held the faucet of the car and yelled. There were two big black frogs hanging on the faucet. The frogs were hanging on the faucet with iron wire and legs.

The tricycle stopped beside a group of women who were dealing with fish and shrimp. The women got up one after another and quickly unloaded baskets of fresh fish and shrimp from the carriage. From time to time, prawns jumped out and hit the women's face and body, causing a burst of laughter and scolding from the women. The man riding the tricycle was not young, and his body was very thin. He was one of the men who could not be a soldier.

There is no chagrin in the man's eyes. He is very happy. He takes down two fat frogs from the tap and walks briskly to a smoky tent, which is Yuan Yi's special kitchen. There is no doubt that there will be fat frog meat in Zhang Xiaoqiang's lunch.

All the people are busy. The only one who has nothing to do is Zhang Xiaoqiang. He is not angry. He pushes his wheelchair and slowly turns around in the camp. He nods to the busy people from time to time. Although Zhang Xiaoqiang gets on the wheelchair, the villagers have no disrespect for Zhang Xiaoqiang.Zhang Xiaoqiang is the village branch secretary who was forced to give them by the doctor. They don't regret following Zhang Xiaoqiang, the inexplicable branch secretary. They don't have to live in the dark and humid tomb any more. They can work while enjoying the sun and the shade under the trees in the afternoon.

They don't have to count the rice grains in the pot any more. Under Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands, they can eat enough. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't treat these hardworking people differently. Their food is the same as the team members. They have porridge and meat. It is their diligence and simplicity that win Zhang Xiaoqiang's respect.

As lunch time approached, the women finished their work one after another and went to the dining hall. There was a row of open-air tables. The tables were filled with big pots of fish and wild vegetables. Between the big pots of dishes, there were white porcelain bone plates filled with shredded mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard musta.

In addition to the women who are still delivering hot air to the drying room, other women have already prepared their own tableware for dinner. Women can't stay idle. When they are idle, their mouths become more and more flexible. They stand together and pull home. The noise spreads all over the camp. Zhang Xiaoqiang is not tired of listening to a kind of kiss that he hasn't seen for a long time.

The bell of the tricycle rings again at the gate of the camp. Several men walk beside the tricycle with fishing nets and harpoons, exchanging their fishing experience from time to time. After entering the camp, they greet the team members on guard with a smile and walk briskly to the dining table there.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiles. The scene he holds is very beautiful. It's simple and unadorned. It's not delicate and artificial. It's a long aftertaste. He turns the wheel and shakes to Yuan Yi's kitchen. He sees Yuan Yi and Shangguan Qiaoyun standing at the door and looking at him, needless to say, Yang Ke'er and meow meow who didn't look at it must be stealing their mouths ············· for sure