Ye Yuze quickly called his aunt, she was also a senior in turn, much more senior than his father.

Wan's mother happily agreed, and then rubbed Ye Yuze's head with her hands. Ye Yuze felt like a pet.

The meal has been prepared, and it's meat. It seems that this Wanshanhong is also a carnivore, and he doesn't even want to touch vegetables.

Yuze refused to touch the meat. He had eaten too much just now. But he wanted to try the Tacheng Baigan. The thing was as hot as a knife when it entered his throat.

But Wan's mother is here, how can she let him drink? He can only sit boredly and watch Wan Shanhong drink wine and eat meat.

"By the way, have you sent Teacher Wang home?"

Since that separation, Ye Yuze has never seen Wan Shanhong, so he knows nothing about Wang Honghua's situation.

Wan Shanhong shook his head.

"I sent her to the headquarters. The guard called her father to pick her up. I originally wanted to send her things directly to her home. But a car came and took her away."

After saying this, Wan Shanhong sighed.

"It's rare for labor and management to fall in love with a girl, but she turns out to be a swan and just watches her fly away helplessly!"

After saying that, Wan Shanhong also made flying movements with both hands, which made Ye Yuze laugh.

"Brother Wan has never liked other women?"

Ye Yuze became curious. This Wan Shanhong looked to be in his mid-twenties. This age was considered an older youth in this era.

Wan's mother said angrily: "I told you so many girls, but you don't like any of them. Who do you blame? But the one you fell in love with is from Peking University? I don't have the ability to marry you back."

Wan Shanhong smiled bitterly and shook his head mockingly:

"It's not my fault, just one look. It came to my heart. I can't get rid of it!"

Seeing that the topic was a bit bitter, Ye Yuze quickly changed the subject.

"Auntie, how is your business with the assistant factory?"

Wan’s mother also shook her head:

"The past two years have been worse than the last. In the past, quilts and clothes were made by handmade products. But now everyone makes them by themselves. No one buys what we make here."

Ye Yuze thought about it and found that it was indeed the case. Most of the quilts at home were made of big red flower quilts, which were thick and solid.

Two military quilts were folded neatly and placed in the corner, ready for emergency gatherings.

It's just that there are basically no emergency gatherings now, so the quilt is covered with dust.

There are also clothes. I don’t know when, but military uniforms are no longer the only clothing.

People in the company began to wear all kinds of clothes. Especially the women, who basically wore floral or plaid tops.

Only during military training will you put on military uniforms and be fully armed.

In this way, no one will really come to buy things that have been sub-factory.

The quilt is not only thin, but also hard. This is to make it easier to fold the squares. I am also tired of wearing the military uniforms. After all, the Corps is no longer a combat force.

It seems that the new era is really a spring breeze, and as certain things thaw, it begins to spread to every corner.

"Auntie, why don't you try to make some other styles of clothes? Just like me, a cotton monkey."

Ye Yuze shook the cotton coat on his body and said to Wan's mother.

Wan's mother was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the cotton monkey on Ye Yuze's body intently, her eyes glazed over.

Ye Yuze shouted several times and saw no response from her, so he quickly stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

Wan’s mother woke up with a start, slapped her thigh and shouted:

"Why didn't I think of that?"

After saying that, they ignored Wan Shanhong and Ye Yuze and ran out in a hurry.

Ye Yuze sat for a while and then left. It felt uncomfortable to watch people drinking and eating meat!

The breakfast in the cafeteria is the same for the whole regiment, Laosan is the same. Steamed buns, glutinous rice balls, and pickles.

Classes started after dinner. Because the college entrance examination was resumed, the atmosphere in the school had become obviously tense.

The kind of joking and slapstick scenes in the classroom will be reprimanded by the teacher if they are discovered.

It seems that Wang Honghua's incident not only stimulated the students, but also the teachers.

I guess they want to train another Peking University student this year.

As for whether Wang Honghua was trained by them, it no longer matters. Anyway, she passed the examination in the same group.

In this atmosphere, Ye Yuze also calmed down and started reading.

But what he was reading was not the first-year junior high school books. He had already finished reading them.

What he took was Hou Wangtian's textbook for the first half of the third grade of junior high school. However, it was still superficial and did not require any brainpower.

There is nothing we can do about it. The college entrance examination was only resumed at the end of last year.

In the past, textbooks were available in the third grade of junior high school. In high school, almost no one paid attention to cultural courses.

Because at that time, it was recommended to go to college, and the official name was worker, peasant, and soldier college students. No exam was required.

Starting from this year, the textbooks have been completely changed. But Ye Yuze can't get them yet. Ye Yuze thinks about it, Aunt Gan must have them, so he should find a way to get a set from her.

After school ended at noon, Ye Yuze and Zhao Ling'er walked out of the school gate together. They found Wan's mother standing at the school gate, looking around.

Seeing Ye Yuze, Wan's mother happily came over to him, took his hand and walked home.

This made Zhao Ling'er filled with indignation. She tightly held Ye Yuze's other hand and started a tug of war with her.

Ye Yuze broke away from the two people dumbfounded and asked quickly:

"Auntie, what do you want from me?"

Mother Wan was looking at Zhao Ling'er angrily.

"You damn girl, why are you robbing me?"

Zhao Ling'er showed no sign of weakness and looked at Wan's mother with her hands on her hips.

"He's going to my house for dinner!"

Wan’s mother nodded Zhao Ling’er’s forehead and said:

"What kind of food can your mother make? It's not like I haven't eaten before. Why don't you come home with me to eat? There is something delicious today."

Zhao Ling'er raised her head: "Just go, what's the big deal!"

His steps were like those of a martyr on the execution ground!

Ye Yuze smiled bitterly and said, "Should we tell Aunt Gan about this? She will be anxious if we don't go home."

Only then did Zhao Ling'er react and quickly looked around. Aunt Gan couldn't have left earlier than them, she probably hadn't come out yet.

After a while, Aunt Gan also left the school gate. When she saw Mama Wan, she smiled and called out, "Sister-in-law."

Wan’s mother simply took her home with her.

It turns out that Wan’s mother made hotpot mutton. This thing is not complicated, but the complexity is indeed the skill of the knife.

To cut mutton into thin slices of similar thickness, it really requires skill. It is this process that stumps more than 90% of housewives.

At this time, a pot of mutton slices was placed on the table. Although I can't say it was as thin as a cicada, Wan's mother's knife skills were definitely good.

The soup was still steaming, obviously it had been turned on and off.

On the table is a diesel stove, which is a very common stove in the Corps and is found in almost every household.

The firewood gets wet when it rains in summer and is used for cooking.

Now Wan's mother uses it to make hot pot, which is suitable.

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