In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Today's breakfast was particularly delicious, especially the pot of eight-treasure porridge, which had an indescribable sweet taste.

The three of them drank without raising their heads.

Song Hongguo asked the system, "Why do you think the effect of the spiritual spring water has become stronger? I still put in a few drops, but compared to before..."

It can't be that her cooking skills have soared.

The system said vaguely, "It seems to have evolved a bit. Haha, times are progressing and product quality has improved. It's normal."

Song Hongguo asked calmly, "Is it really normal? Don't you think there's anything weird about Wang Erni's face?"

The system subconsciously defended, "She just overused the spiritual spring water. No matter how good it is, it is too much. What's more, she uses it so sickly that she can't use it almost every day. It would be strange if there is no problem."

After hearing this, Song Hongguo asked again, "What could go wrong?"

The system hesitated and said, "Well, it means that she becomes a little more delicate than ordinary people. She just needs to pay more attention to it."

"But why do I feel that her face is... so evil? And those eyes, it's like they've become a spirit."

"Haha, that's because she has had a man before, and she has developed her charm. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she is like a piece of wood, and men won't like her. She has to be charming, graceful, and charming in every move and smile. A man who knows how to seduce is fascinated and enjoys it, and you will understand it after you marry your male idol."

"..."

Song Hongguo always felt that it wasn't telling the truth, but she still subconsciously glanced at the person opposite, and some hot pictures appeared in her mind uncontrollably.

Huo Minglou was so keen that he couldn't help but raise his head and ask, "What's wrong?"

Song Hongguo cleared her throat and said, "It's okay. I see you are just enjoying the porridge. You should also eat some steamed dumplings. You won't feel hungry after drinking the porridge."

Huo Minglou responded with a smile, picked up the steamed dumplings and ate them, then explained, "Today's porridge is so delicious, I can't stop eating it."

Song Hongguo pretended to be casual and said, "Maybe it's because the ingredients are rich and the heat is right. If you like it, I can make it next time."

"it is good……"

After the meal, Song Hongguo told them a few words, then got dressed carefully and went out to work on her bicycle.

Perhaps it was because it was cold and the roads were difficult to walk, and there were not many patients in the morning. The doctors were chatting leisurely in the corridor, talking about the events at yesterday's commendation meeting and the evening's performance.

Song Hongguo listened indifferently, flipping through the old newspaper in her hand and reading the article published on it. It was the article written by the publicity department of the factory when the skills competition was successfully concluded. The author was Yao Kai, and his writing style was still the same as before. Wonderful, the originally unremarkable content, after his processing, makes people read with excitement.

After reading it twice, she remembered what Director Zhong said, found some letter paper, and started writing. The theme was the importance of technology.

Xu Xianghong suddenly said, "Hongguo, have you brought all the prizes home yesterday?"

Song Hongguo didn't know why she mentioned this, so she nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Xianghong reminded in a low voice, "You got two shares at once. It's so eye-catching. You have to be careful not to let anyone borrow it from you..."

Song Hongguo raised her eyebrows, "What are you borrowing from me? Those prizes? My name is printed on them."

Xu Xianghong smiled, "You, nothing happened. The prizes have your name printed on them. Can the food and drink also have your name on them?"

Song Hongguo couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, "You mean, those rice noodles?"

Xu Xianghong said, "Our colleagues in the hospital shouldn't be able to borrow rice and noodles from you, but the production team where you work, on the pretext of hurting the child, asked you to order some rice to make porridge and replenish the child's health. Do you want to Refuse? On the pretext of celebrating the New Year, I asked you to buy a bowl of white bread and a few dumplings. Do you want to give it to you? If you give it, you will suffer a loss and will most likely not come back. If you don’t give it, you will offend the person and accuse him behind his back. I'm not sure how to arrange it for you..."

Song Hongguo, "..."

Xu Xianghong continued, "Actually, these food and drinks are easy to handle. The most important thing is the tickets, do you understand?"

Song Hongguo reacted and smiled helplessly, "They rewarded a lot of tickets, including cloth tickets, oil tickets, meat tickets, and some tobacco, alcohol and candy tickets. The rarest ones are watch tickets and bicycle tickets. You mean, they are thinking about those, right? "

Xu Xianghong nodded, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Who is not short of tickets to buy new year's goods? This one borrows one, that one borrows one, who you give it to and who you don't give it to, it's all a confusing matter and difficult to handle."

"so what?"

"When you get off work later, you can quickly go to the department store to use it, so that no one will worry about it anymore."

Song Hongguo agreed, but before she got off work, someone came to her door to borrow a ticket, and it was a bicycle ticket.

The other party was also at the outpatient clinic and said that he was buying it for his son, who was getting married. It would be fine if he couldn't get it together, but he must have a bicycle.

The other party didn't take advantage of me in vain. He was willing to use money to buy the ticket. This was very shameful.

And that shameless person took advantage of the situation and came up with the idea of ​​​​other tickets. What he said and said was that she was not lacking. The factory had awarded so many at once and she couldn't use them all. Why not support other people who needed it more? , we are all colleagues anyway, we can’t see each other when we look up, so we kidnap her out of affection.

There are also those who are taking advantage of the situation to make noises and watch the excitement. Who said that Song Hongguo got the two most important honorary titles in the hospital?

Song Hongguo was suddenly roasted on the fire.

Xu Xianghong knew that young people were thin-skinned, and it was not worth it to curse someone in this situation. She angrily yelled back at her, "Why are they all so big-faced? You just opened your mouth and borrowed the ticket. When are you going to pay it back? No." Do you know that Dr. Song is getting married? You are not allowed to buy a dowry when you get married? I don’t have enough for myself, so how can I borrow the extra from you? Just now, Xiao Song even discussed with me and wanted me to help buy some more tickets. Come on. It's just right. Whoever has extra can support Xiao Song with a few pieces first. As you said, we are all colleagues, and we should help each other..."

As soon as these words came out, the other people's expressions didn't look very good, and they all made excuses.

"Where do we have tickets? If we do, do we need to borrow them from Dr. Song?"

"That's right, in the whole hospital, that is, in the whole factory, no one is as generous as Dr. Song. I won so many votes yesterday, is it not enough to buy a dowry? Are you kidding me? I heard that the cloth votes alone are worth ten feet. Are your clothes more than enough?"

"There are also ten kilograms of meat coupons. Good guy, save them. They can last for a year. There are also ten kilograms of gas coupons. No one can eat them all, right? If you get married, can you still make them all? Then It’s too wasteful…”

"We are the proletariat, we can't have such tendencies..."

Hearing that the words were getting more and more wrong, Song Hongguo said expressionlessly, "You are all a little late. I have already made arrangements for those tickets. I plan to buy them into things and give them to the lonely old people in the factory, and let them If you can live a good year, carry forward filial piety, help the weak, take it from the people and use it for the people, everyone should have no objection, right?"

"..."

The room was silent. Who dares to have an opinion?