Great Power Army Reclamation

I went to my aunt's house on the first day of junior high school. Because my aunt was young, my father and mother didn't go. Only Uncle Lao and Brother Ye Yuze went. There were many places to pay New Year's greetings that day, so I didn't have dinner at her house. Anyway, she went back to her parents' house the next day.

Before leaving, Ye Yuze opened the door and was about to get in the car when Wang Yashi came over and was stunned for a moment when he saw Ye Yuze. Ye Yuze smiled and nodded, then drove away. Ye Yuze saw the girl in the rearview mirror, stunned for a long time.

I came back early in the second year of junior high school because my aunt's family was going back to her parents' home. The custom in my hometown is that the daughter returns to her parents' home on the second day of the new year. On this day, their whole family will come and spend the whole day at her parents' home.

My aunt is also a family of four. After a lively day of fun, she drove a tractor and went back. They have great respect for their elder brothers and sisters-in-law, and they will build a house in the spring.

The Spring Festival of the Infrastructure Company was particularly lively because it was the first Spring Festival in the whole company without a holiday. Everyone in the company was working in the garment factory. Because Liu Sannv was rushing to make progress, she knew that Meihua had a four-day holiday. She decided to use these four days to create a miracle.

The cafeteria has been stewing meat for the past few days, which is a big piece of meat with some potato chunks thrown in to relieve the greasiness. You can make big steamed buns of four or two as you like.

The children's little red whip adults don't save the two dollars either. The quantity purchased was satisfactory to the children.

The grown men were also used to embroidery needles at this time, locking buttonholes with graceful postures. I don’t know who remembered that when my mother-in-law used needles, she would rub them on her hair from time to time, and she started to learn how to do it, and then everyone What's the point of following it? no one knows.

Because we don’t want to delay production, if there is something wrong with the equipment recently, no one will stop it as long as it can be used. The little kid simply asked people to report in advance, and he would do repairs for them when everyone was off work. In this way, he would sleep in the dormitory in the morning, while Ma Hongkui followed his attendants.

After waking up and returning to the factory, the little kid walked to the idle machines and looked at them with distress. More than 40 machines were idle! When this thing moves, it becomes money. Originally, the machine I bought this time was to replace a batch of old equipment, but Ma Hongkui maintained the old equipment very well, and people didn't like to replace things they were used to.

The little kid had nothing to do, so he picked up the cut piece of cloth and walked to a sewing machine to sew it. Because of the minor repairs on the machine, he knew the machine's performance better than the women, but he had never sewed clothes before.

At the beginning, some of the movements were a bit jerky, including turning, tying trousers, and putting on the waistband of trousers. Slowly, he began to adapt, and the pieces of cloth fluttered in his hands like flying butterflies.

Speed ​​is due to proficiency, but talent is innate. The little kid seemed to be born to do this kind of work, the speed was getting faster and faster, and he could see nothing but jeans in his eyes.

When he finally stopped, there was a circle of people surrounding him. He stopped because he was running out of lines, but what was the point of having so many people surrounding him?

Ma Quanyi's face was full of excitement and he patted his shoulder vigorously! "You're good, young man. Who said we men can't use sewing machines? Which of you lesbians can compare to this sewing machine of Little Kid?"

Ma Quanyi raised his voice when he said this. He had been fed up with anger these days. A company commander leading a group of men was being ordered around by a group of women. It was so frustrating! But there is nothing we can do. Who makes the most money in the factory?

Liu Sannv also came over at this time, flipping through the jeans sewn by the little kidnapper one by one, and asked in disbelief: "Have you really never done this work before?"

The little kidnapper said helplessly: "Aunt Liu, don't you know whether I've done it or not?"

Ma Quanyi also glanced at Liu Sannv with disdain: "Why, why are you uncomfortable if a man can step on a sewing machine? We men are better than you at everything we do."

Liu Sannv didn't care about him, she also looked at him and said: "If you are capable, step on me and see."

"You..." Ma Quanyi was stunned and speechless. But then he stamped his foot: "Okay, starting tomorrow I will let the little kidnappers teach me. I don't believe we will be inferior to you lesbians!"

The little kidnapper's behavior restored the men's self-confidence, and they decided to start learning to sew clothing from tomorrow.

This Spring Festival is the most deserted Spring Festival that Yang Geyong has ever had. Yining is a place with many ethnic groups, and the place where he lives is not the location of the Fourth Division of the Corps, and the ethnic groups do not celebrate the Spring Festival.

The factory was on holiday, and the young couple who opened the noodle shop also returned to their hometown, leaving Yang Geyong unable to find a place to eat. Hong Liu called him several times, but refused to let him go to Hong's house to spend New Year's Eve.

But today, New Year's Day, he really didn't want to disturb others, so he walked out. In the past few months, he had already sensed Hong Liu's affection for him, but he only had a sibling relationship with Hong Liu. Today, he knew that Hong Liu would come looking for him again, so he went out of his way to hide.

The most prosperous place in Yining is Hanren Street, which is actually the origin of Yining as a city. The original Yining was called Hanren Street, and the entire city developed around this Hanren Street.

Looking back on history, the people who built this street in this far northwest border are indeed authentic Han people. In 1876, Zuo Zongtang, who was the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu at the time, was ordered to supervise the military affairs of XJ and launch a westward expedition to defeat the Aguba bandits. When Agubai invaded XJ, there was a period of famine and war disasters in Tianjin. Yangliuqing was severely affected and people went out to make a living.

Therefore, the Yangliuqing people carried the peddler's load and followed Zuo Zongtang's army to do small business to make a living. They continued to move with the army's camp, which was called chasing the camp. Unexpectedly, this "rush" lasted more than 10,000 miles, from the distant coast of the Bohai Sea to the northwest border of Yili.

After the war, a large number of Yangliuqing people still came to XJ to make a living. When the Qing army regained all of Xinjiang, Yangliuqing's vendors had spread all over the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains. These traders from Yangliuqing gathered in the southern urban area of ​​YN City today, forming a bustling commercial street, which is called Hanren Street by the Yili people.

It's just that there are no Han people in Hanren Street today, and most of the vendors are Uighurs. The Uyghurs like to call themselves businessmen. Most of the hawkers doing business in northern Xinjiang are Uyghurs. They are hard-working and ingenious.

Especially the research on various delicacies is absolutely top-notch among the dozens of ethnic groups in XJ. Every spring in Hanren Street, there are barbecue stalls, baked buns, pilaf, Uyghur ice cream, pomegranate juice, milk pimples, various dried fruits, watermelon soaked in ice water, and Yingisha and Samushak knives displayed at the craftsmen's stalls. These ancient stalls have evolved from the distant past to modern times and are still being used on Hanren Street from generation to generation. Here, a small Uyghur stall becomes a whole world. This small stall carries the hopes and dreams of a family.