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Wu Song's mother immediately stood there in embarrassment.

She just stood on the threshold with one foot in and one out.

Uncle Wu glanced at his nephew and daughter-in-law, and said: "Before she said she would not accept our goods, then we would be at a loss. It's too much, isn't this just playing on the power of others?"

"Yes." Wu Song's mother immediately stepped in with the other leg.

Encouragement: "Master, you are the oldest in our family, you have to take us to seek justice."

"You can shut up." Uncle Wu's eldest daughter-in-law Yao Guifang said bluntly: "You will push your uncle to go up to the top. This incident was caused by your family, so you should go."

After finishing speaking, he said to Uncle Wu: "Dad, I think it's not okay for us to make troubles. We have to bow our heads and apologize to the director of the pottery factory in front of so many people..."

Before Yao Guifang finished speaking, Uncle Wu yelled at his eldest daughter-in-law: "Let me apologize to her as a little widow? Where do you want me to put my face? Will my old Wu have any face when I go out in the future?"

Wu Song's mother also didn't want to be soft with Xiang Nuan, wouldn't that make her proud?

"That is, there are so many people in our Wu family, but we can't handle her as a little widow. Tomorrow we will go to the commune in front of Secretary Tang. I don't believe that Secretary Tang dares to defend her in front of so many people. If he really dares , then let’s be honest, their relationship is not simple.”

Yao Guifang saw that her father-in-law didn't listen to her persuasion, and the cousin was still adding fuel to the flames. She was so tired that she didn't want to say a word, and went back to her two rooms.

Uncle Wu's family has two sons, and there is a room in the middle hall, where Uncle Wu lives. Uncle Wu's wife died a few years ago.

The two rooms on the left are the oldest one, and the right one is the oldest one.

The whole family has no separation and eats together.

Cooking is the turn of the family for a month.

This month it's Mrs. Wu's turn, her man's name is Wu Dayou, and whoever's turn to cook, they have to find the firewood.

His man took his eldest son to the mountains to collect firewood.

Living in the mountains, there is no shortage of firewood.

After her husband came back, Yao Guifang explained the matter to her husband and said, "Dad wants to confront the director of Rentao factory about this matter, so it must be impossible. No matter how little widow she is, she must be an official first."

"What I mean is that tomorrow you ask Dad to apologize to Director Tao in front of so many people. Secretary Tang and so many people are here, we apologize, and if Director Tao doesn't give us a share, it's her It doesn't make sense."

Wu Da nodded, "You are right."

Yao Guixiang cast a glance at her husband: "But your dad said it was embarrassing for him. Let me say something bad. Can your dad's face be exchanged for a bite of food or some clothes?"

Wu Dayou remained silent.

"You go to the old man and tell your dad about this truth. If we stay so stiff, not only will the agricultural resources cooperative not accept our goods, nor sell us oil, but we won't know how to deal with us in the future."

"Her third grandfather is our captain, so wearing a pair of shoes for our family is not as simple as eating."

Wu Da nodded: "Okay, I'll go to Da Jun to discuss with Dad."

Yao Guifang was relieved after hearing this.

After Wu Dayou talked to his younger brother, Wu Dajun, the elder of the Wu family, also felt that what the sister-in-law said was right.

So the two brothers went to persuade the old man together.

Uncle Wu can still listen to the words of his two sons.

Although he was still very upset, he still promised to apologize to Xiang Nuan tomorrow.

Early the next morning, many people got up early to make breakfast.

At least two or three of the whole family went, and some even sent out the whole family.

They put the oil pot in the basket, stuffed their hands into the cuffs of their cotton-padded jackets, and a group of people went to the commune with friends and friends.

Xinghua Commune also has big fairs, usually on the first, eleventh, and 21st of each month, three times a month.

The main reason is that the road is too far away, and no one will come if you drive twice a day.

Today is the 21st of the twelfth lunar month, and it happens to be a big market. Everyone is going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things for the New Year.

No matter how poor people are, they should also prepare some New Year's goods.

So this road is full of all kinds of people.

Some wore tattered headscarves and hurried on the road, and some three or five old girlfriends walked together and didn't know what to say. They could see all the laughing teeth, and they were accompanied by annoying bitch iron pillars.

A group of children were really non-stop, jumping into the field for a while, and climbing up to chase and beat them again.

Wherever they passed, the weeds along the ridges of the fields would be kicked. Before halfway through the road, their clean clothes were already too dirty to look at.

Some adults call the child's name, and after hearing the child's consent, they break a branch at will, and beat the child after chasing the child.

Xiang Nuan rode home after receiving the feedback data yesterday.

She made it look like the house was going to be turned into a kennel, but when she got home, she found it was quite tidy.

Seeing her back, the two children were also very happy.

She came back a bit late, Chen Jiakang was already cooking sweet potato porridge.

She is not at home, and the food for the two children is cabbage, green vegetables, and radishes from the plot.

Xiang Nuan looked at the leftover dishes at noon, and there was no oily star.

Xiang Nuan said: "This time I went to the city to get a lot of oil, and I can get it back tomorrow, so we don't need to save oil in the future."

The two children were overjoyed upon hearing this.

The next day she had to go to the commune early to get some oil. The two children were bored at home and asked to go with her.

After thinking about it, I took two people to the commune.

Her women's bicycle also has a horizontal bar in front, but it is a little shorter than the [-] bar, but the others are similar.

Chen Jiakang was taller than Tao Tianxiang, so he sat in the back.

With Tao Tianxiang in front to shield her from the wind, Xiang Nuan was not so cold when riding.

Tao Tianxiang was covered with a scarf by Xiang Nuan, but the tip of his nose was still red, but he didn't feel cold at all, his heart was warm.

When Xiang Nuan arrived at the commune, there was already a long queue at the gate of the commune.

There are a total of seven communes, and Xiang Nuan arranged the distribution in two days in batches.

Today is the one, two, three, three brigades.

Because the day after tomorrow is the new year on their side, things have to be distributed before the year.

The population of these three brigades is larger than that of other communes, especially the first brigade. The people in the town belong to the first brigade, and the population is relatively concentrated.

After Xiang Nuan arrived, everyone started to get busy.

A total of three tables were set up, Xiang Nuan, Zhou Ping, and Ye Yunfang were in charge of recording, and other gay men were in charge of weighing.

There is a special kind of spoon in the oil shop, and a spoonful varies from one to two to three to two and a half catties.

The commune borrowed half a catty spoon and a funnel.

Today is a big day, and Xiang Nuan asked Tang Heping to say a few words in a doggy manner.

Tang Heping went to that stop with his hips on his hips and said: "Everyone can eat this cheap oil today without a fuel ticket, thanks to Comrade Tao Xiangnuan, she was the one who braved the cold wind to go to the provincial capital to find connections, and only got more than 2000 yuan. Oily."

"So the first person we thank is Comrade Tao Xiangnuan. We applaud Comrade Tao Xiangnuan and thank her."

The people who lined up immediately applauded, looking at Xiang Nuan with hot eyes.

These low-level people are really simple, and they are grateful to whoever brings them a good life.