Chapter 34： Dedication

Chapter 34 Selfless Dedication

An Zhixia just discovered that the five machines placed in the supermarket bookstore turned out to be electronic libraries, which contained many domestic and foreign books, newspapers, magazines, magazines, picture albums, etc. She can enter keywords to search for relevant information, which is much more convenient than searching books one by one.

About chest compressions, according to data, new progress was made by the resuscitation teams in Beijing, Shanghai and Ningbo in 1973. That is to say, this method has existed for a long time, but it has not been proven and widely used, and it is not considered to be beyond its scope.

An Zhixia's little vest is firmly on, and it's not something that the heroine can find out with just a few words.

The smile on Qi Yunlan's face froze. This little An educated youth really couldn't be messed with. She tried it out but didn't get it out, instead she was ridiculed.

A woman in her thirties came forward and said with a smile: "Well, little girls have bad tempers, like to pinch their heads, and their faces will change after one or two words of discord. It's not a big deal, the people in the field are waiting. Let’s take action when it comes to eating, and we can’t be accused of being lazy!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone started to get busy again.

"My eldest sister-in-law, Niu Wang's mother, known as Sister-in-law Sheng, is with us!" Fang Hongye whispered in An Zhixia's ear and said happily, "Everyone in our family is very protective of our shortcomings."

An Zhixia smiled and nodded, but her kindness was wasted.

In the morning, I ate bacon, cabbage and bread, and drank egg and radish soup.

After the meal is ready, the women present all prepare meals for themselves, their families, and the people they want to eat in advance.

An Zhixia tasted the food and found that the authentic farm rice was not too unpalatable. She filled the soup with the bowl Fang Hongye brought from home and received six steamed buns.

After a busy morning, it was bright at dawn, and as soon as the whistle for morning work sounded, a group of half-year-old children came running over with bowls and chopsticks.

“Sister,” the three Fang brothers and sisters came over with bowls and chopsticks, shouting happily.

Fang Hongye enthusiastically took their bowls and passed them directly over the children's heads to Sister-in-law Sheng, "Sister-in-law, from the Fang family, one adult and three children!"

“Thank you, Sister Hongye!” the children said politely.

Fang Hongye smiled and rubbed their heads, left the food behind, and went to greet his large group of nephews and nieces.

“Does your chest still hurt? It’s only been half a month, and you’re already running around?” The clothes on the three children were clean and fit. They have grown taller and have flesh on their little faces, and their beautiful facial features are revealed after the frostbite fades away. In addition, they are polite and well-educated, and they are what city children should look like.

"It doesn't hurt at all," Fang Lixi said, patting her chest gently, and whispered into An Zhixia's ear: "My dad goes to the back mountain every other day, and he catches the fish every time. There are a lot of wild animals, pheasants, wild pigeons, and hares taking turns to be stewed. It’s hard for me not to cook well.

Besides, we are going to school today! "

The two little girls also puffed out their cheeks and ate the steamed buns while nodding excitedly.

“When I learned how to read, I also wrote articles for newspapers, and I used the royalties to buy toffee for my sister,” said Fang Gexin, who has a sweet mouth. She learned this way of making money in just a few days.

An Zhixia couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, thinking about how wonderful the heroine's expression would be if the little girl really succeeded in submitting the manuscript at a single-digit age. Thinking about her inexplicable excitement, you can cultivate her.

"By the way, I just got more than twenty chicks, ducks and goslings from the village chief's house. Do you want to raise them? I can give you half of them."

With the feed I specially prepared, you will be able to eat eggs within three months of raising them.

Usually you can feed them cooked earthworms, wild vegetables and wheat bran. "

The three children naturally agreed happily and agreed to take their friends home after school in the afternoon.

The people after work had already washed up and came over with dishes and chopsticks. An Zhixia found her brother and handed the buns over. She felt a little distressed when she saw that he was devouring the buns and the red marks on his hands were still there.

“Brother, are you tired from work?”

“It’s not tiring. It’s just like running. You have to adapt slowly. It’s easy to improve your strength and endurance.” He waved his hands nonchalantly. “I’m strong, so just put your heart back in your stomach.”

Just as he was talking, Fang Hongye squeezed over with his waist bent, and then Dong Dong's cuffs were thick and he stuffed an oil paper bag into An Zhixia's hand, "Whoever sees it has a share, take it back and destroy it secretly."

An Zhixia calmly put the things in her arms and entered the supermarket. It turned out to be an egg and a piece of bacon **** thick!

She looked at Fang Hongye with watery eyes.

"Oh, my second aunt is in charge of the cooking. She knows it well. This is also the benefit of being a kitchen helper. Otherwise, why would everyone have to come here because of the squeeze?" She smiled lightly, "The job of a kitchen helper is easy. , but the work score is not high, isn’t it just for this bite?”

An Zhixia had a hard time talking about it. He was not moved, but frightened by Fang Hongye's enthusiasm. She thought she didn't show much kindness to Fang Hongye, so why did they become good sisters, even to the point of secretly sharing meat and eggs?

This was seventy-two years ago, and eggs and meat were so rare that she could hardly imagine them.

Looking at her brother who was eating steamed buns, the two villains in An Zhixia's mind had been fighting for 300 rounds and still couldn't decide the outcome. Let's count every step. She is not a party involved and cannot make decisions for them. She can only control the direction.

An Zhixia's time is also very tight. After breakfast, he rests for an hour or so, and then starts working on lunch again. Perhaps today is the first day of opening the cafeteria. The food is of very high standard. Pork belly is stir-fried with dried beans, cabbage is stewed with vermicelli. Vegetarian dishes are filled with meat oil, which makes them crispy and fragrant. The staple food is brown rice to keep me full, and the drink is corn mush.

Everyone is holding on to the wall to get in and holding on to the wall to get out, which is funny and a little sad at the same time.

After lunch, each of them had to hand over two baskets of wild vegetables, and the day's work was considered over.

Carrying the empty basket and saying goodbye to Fang Hongye, she walked home step by step as if her heels were filled with lead, lamenting that it was too difficult to earn seven work points.

The question is, it’s 5 cents per centimeter. She was so tired in a day and only got 35 cents? !

Not to mention that she earns hundreds of millions per movie, but she can earn hundreds of millions from just a few minutes of advertising. Even ordinary people in this era cannot accept such a low input-output ratio, right?

Can advocate the most glorious and turbulent era of labor. She has to adapt and cannot let others find fault, unless she can have an upright job where she can sit in an office and drink tea!

The whistle for the end of work sounded, and everyone saw the village party secretary coming back from the town on the only bicycle in the village, whistling happily, with a golden banner hanging on the handlebar. Everyone gathered around excitedly, "Zhishu Cui, why are you so happy?"

An Zhiqiu was tall, and when he took a few steps forward, he saw the four characters "selfless dedication" written on the flag.

(End of this chapter)