Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Taking advantage of the break from this purchase, Li Weijun also put some private goods in his personal space, which were all local specialties from various villages.

The few fresh and tender crucian carps from Qinjia Village were intended to be used to make soup for Qin Huairu to stimulate lactation.

The dozen or so pottery bowls, plates, vases, etc. from the Canning Village would be nice to use as decorations at home. As for Zhaojia Village, Li Weijun was not polite either, and brought dried mushrooms, dried bacteria, milk, bacon and the like.

Anyway, everything can be stuffed into the portable space, so it is not a burden.

These days, the per capita grain supply in rural communes is not as good as that in cities.

But every commune has its own private plot, and coupled with the fact that people live off the land and the water, only the individuals are poor, while the collective is well-off.

After finishing dinner, Li Weijun wiped his mouth, washed the dishes and prepared them for next time, and was just about to find a thin willow branch to pick his teeth.

Not long after, Zhao Kaitai, the secretary of Zhaojia Village, rushed in with a big bump on his head, holding a big pottery jar in his hand.

"Brother Wei, hurry up and close the door. You poked the beehive and got stung so hard that you almost got turned into a steamed bun."

Seeing two or three lone bees, they all tried to get into the house.

Fortunately, Li Weijun was quick-witted and closed the door with a hook of his foot. Then he took the pottery jar and took a look inside.

Hey, don't tell me.

Zhao Kaitai was really generous. He put a large piece of honey with sharp edges in it. There were also a few unlucky bees with broken stingers, which were bumping around in the pottery jar like headless flies.

If it is mashed into honey, it would weigh about four or five taels. It may not seem like much, but if you use a spoon to mix some honey water to moisten your throat every day, it would be enough for Director Yang's wife to deal with it for more than a few months.

"Secretary Zhao, don't worry. Director Yang is definitely thinking of you. Your efforts tonight are all for the long-term plan in the future. Director Yang might be so happy that he will give you a few hundred kilograms of grain."

Zhao Kaitai shook his head with mixed feelings about Li Weijun's big words. "I'm a pragmatic person. I don't trust empty words. Only when I get them in my hands will they count. But I'll be frank. This hive can't stand any more trouble. If you take more, we'll have no food for the hive this winter."

Li Weijun also understood the principle of exhausting all resources, so he nodded, put away the large piece of honeycomb, and followed Zhao Kaitai to briefly check the weight of the mutton and various fungi.

After confirming that everything was correct, he gave the purchase order to Zhao Kaitai.

This purchase order had the red stamps of Li Huaide and the canteen's logistics director Sun Debao, and coupled with their introduction credit, it could be said that it was unimpeded.

Li Weijun was also relaxed. Zhao Kaitai only needed to send people from the commune to drive mule carts to deliver the purchased materials to the steel rolling mill. Naturally, he could take the purchase orders and receipts to receive the corresponding remuneration.

Zhao Kaitai took over the purchase order and confirmed again and again that the red stamp was correct. He finally felt relieved and invited Li Weijun to stay in the village.

Take a few spoonfuls of wine and boil a recently replenished pheasant. Let's drink and chat tonight until we are drunk, to celebrate the smooth cooperation.

But Li Weijun was thinking about Jiang Yingying and Qin Huairu. Besides, the meat of Hualing pheasant was not only tough and dense, but also had a slightly fishy smell, which was really not to Li Weijun's taste.

So after getting half a can of pure white lard from Zhao Kaitai, Li Weijun put on a miner's lamp and rode his bicycle in the dark to Qinjia Village.

To show his sincerity, Zhao Kaitai led the young men to accompany Li Weijun for several miles, and then he hurriedly arranged for carts to transport supplies to the steel mill.

After dealing with the procurement matters for Zhaojia Village, the tedious matters for several large villages were also completed.

The rest were all Li Weijun's private affairs. He was not in a hurry to return to the city. There were many people there, with many gossips and walls with ears. It was really inconvenient to do some things.

It would be better to take advantage of this time when I go back to my hometown with Qin Huairu to spend some time with her.

Apart from anything else, the several adobe houses built by Qinjia Village specifically for Li Weijun must be put to good use.

Not to mention the distant consequences, the big kang is really a waste of space for one person to sleep on.

These talents can be used to do some local customs in the village, and by the way, find ways to cut some thick thatch.

The three adobe houses built by Secretary Qin were spacious and well ventilated, but their only drawback was that the materials were not solid. When the autumn rains continued, the house would definitely be damp and cold without thick thatch.

As for asbestos tiles, which are in short supply, Li Weijun was too lazy to tinker with them.

It’s not worth the effort to decorate a country holiday retreat. If the weather is cold, it is important to warm up the kang.

I rode my bike to Qinjia Village, taking deep steps and shallow steps. The light of a tiny candle flickered in the night, and it was obvious that there was someone in the house.

Li Weijun touched the door and found that the bolt was not locked from the inside. He already had a plan in mind.

Sure enough, after I tiptoed into the house, I saw Jiang Yingying, who had already washed up and was wearing cool clothes, lying on the straw mat bored, with her crisp little feet raised.

It has to be said that the dog-headed military advisor Song Gongming is simply a worm in Li Weijun's stomach.

Li Weijun asked Jiang Yingying to find Song Gongming without giving any instructions.

Song Gongming turned around and asked Jiang Yingying to go into the room. He can be said to be a caring and good subordinate.

It would be a waste of talent for such a person to be just a storyteller, performing operas for fellow villagers in the fields or telling crosstalk to entertain them.

Holding his breath, Li Weijun quietly sneaked up behind Jiang Yingying and pounced on her like a hungry tiger.

Biting the ear and rubbing it.

"Who is it? I'm calling for help!"

"You can yell, little girl. No one will hear you even if you yell at the top of your lungs."

Li Weijun felt that his skills in this area of ​​bad taste had become even more perfect.

Jiang Yingying, who was dozing off and confused, was so frightened that she let out a scream and was about to shout loudly.

However, when she heard Li Weijun's familiar voice and breath, Jiang Yingying's body suddenly relaxed, and then she rolled her eyes and glared at Li Weijun: "You are such a heartless man, you are so annoying. It's late at night, and you don't mind being so annoying. I thought you wouldn't be back until the middle of the night."

After saying that, he skillfully helped Li Weijun take off his slippers and socks, and brought a basin of water to wash Li Weijun's feet.

Don’t mention it, this pretty widow has been a widow for almost a year.

But her skills in serving people are still not weak at all, and her strength is neither light nor heavy. It's a pity that it's a hot summer now, and washing feet with cold water really doesn't have the atmosphere of a sauna or foot bath.

Li Weijun looked at Jiang Yingying who was bending over to wash his feet with a smile, and guessed that it wouldn't be long before Qin Huairu would arrive.

When she lived in the courtyard before, in order to avoid suspicion, and because there were too many people around, and her evil mother-in-law often got up at night to watch her, Qin Huairu often came to the front yard secretly in the second half of the night.

Now that she was in the commune, she wanted to be with Li Weijun all the time.