With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

"Sister Xiaoxue is so beautiful. You are the most beautiful lesbian I have ever seen. I dare not stand in front of you." Shen Xiaochu's face showed a smile.

"You...rewarded me." Zhao Xue was a little shy when she said that and didn't know how to answer the question.

"You must be Sister Dong. My mother, Han Xinrong, also teaches in No. 1 Middle School. She said that Sister Dong is the most responsible teacher in No. 1 Middle School." Shen Xiaochu praised again.

Dong Yanyan was also confused, "So you are Teacher Han's daughter. I haven't met you yet."

Shen Xiaochu suddenly took two steps back and bowed to Zhao Xue with a serious face.

"Yesterday I played a prank on Director Xue. I know I was wrong. Please forgive me, Sister Zhao."

Zhao Xue was completely confused by her, and this situation could only be forgiven.

"Director Xue is not angry, and I certainly won't be angry either. Xiao Chu, don't be like this."

Next, the three women stood in the yard chatting. Shen Zhenming, who was pulling the coal cart, was completely ignored and watched his daughter perform with a fatherly smile.

Shen Xiaochu has social awkwardness and a very sweet mouth.

Zhao Xue and Dong Yanyan lost themselves in the sound of good sisters.

Shen Zhenming also wanted to establish a friendship between his daughter and Zhao Xue.

Pull the coal truck into the yard and wait for Xue Ming to go home. Xue Ming's future is limitless, and the Zhao family is strong.

At this time, Xue Ming was queuing up to buy coal outside Hongri Coal Yard, checking the coal book while queuing up.

There are three coal stamps printed on a piece of paper. Printed from top to bottom are the coal for daily use of provincial urban residents in June 1964, 6 kilograms, valid at the end of June 20.

The three coupons add up to a total of fifty kilograms, and each household is only given fifty kilograms of coal regardless of how many people they have. Xue Ming estimates that one hundred kilograms of coal is not enough for the family to use it for a month.

Ten minutes later it was his turn to buy coal. Fifty kilograms was exactly one load. Xue Ming took out 2 yuan, 7 cents and 1 cent and put it on the counter. The salesperson stamped three coal stamps.

Xue Ming used a truck to pull a hundred kilograms of coal home and saw Shen Zhenming sitting in the yard smoking, "When did Brother Shen come? Isn't Zhao Xue at home?"

Shen Zhenming stood up and said, "Xiao Chu has also come. Comrade Zhao Xue and Comrade Dong Yanyan are entertaining Xiao Chu."

Xue Ming found that his expression was a little embarrassed, and he was too embarrassed to ask more questions. He pointed at his truck and asked, "Brother Shen, how much coal is this?"

"It's exactly two hundred pounds. Brother, look where you can unload it." Shen Zhenming said.

Xue Ming immediately paid the bill with 5 cents. The two brothers took shovels and unloaded the two carts of coal next to a cement floor in the yard.

There was some cement left over from building the toilet, so Xue Ming laid ten square meters of cement floor in the yard.

"Can a yellow-flowered girl's butt be spanked casually? If your boy is not married, I will definitely force you to marry Xiao Chu. Now what do you think you should do?"

Shen Zhenming wanted to question Xue Ming like this, but stopped talking several times.

"Brother Shen, do you want to tell me something?" Xue Ming took out a cigarette and gave it to him.

"No, I accidentally bit my tongue while eating wild boar meat for lunch today." Shen Zhenming was too embarrassed to question Xue Ming.

The three lesbians were still talking in the bedroom.

Shen Zhenming and Xue Ming mixed coal and loess together, added water and stirred it into muddy coal.

Xue Ming placed a basin of water next to the coal slime and sprinkled a layer of sawdust on the cement floor.

He turned around and went into the kitchen, took out the new briquettes from the space and pounded them. He took the briquette machine and dipped it twice in the basin.

Then forcefully punch the coal slime two or three times to fill the steel cylinder with briquettes. The whole process is like using a syringe to draw potion.

He carried the briquettes and pounded them to the cement floor, squeezed the piston with both hands, and soon a briquette appeared on the cement floor.

The whole process is like giving someone an injection, and like a hen laying eggs.

Shen Zhenming sat on a stool and smoked, staring at the briquettes in a daze.

All I could think about was that my precious daughter was being taken advantage of.

As a father, of course he must seek justice for his daughter, but how to seek justice?

Let Xue Ming divorce and marry Xiao Chu?

Shen Zhenming himself felt that it was impossible, and it would definitely be settled in the end.

But he felt aggrieved because he was not seeking justice, and for a moment his heart felt cold.

Xue Ming was beating briquettes with his head down, and his heart felt cold.

The new type of briquette pounding was very common in the 1980s and 1990s. There was no such thing after Xue Ming in the 1960s, so I wanted to show it and vigorously promote it through Shen Zhenming.

As long as it is popularized, it is a great achievement, and the superiors may play another trick to make up for it, using the credit of inventing a new type of briquette pounding to offset the crime of staying on the job for inspection.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhenming was very calm. It seemed that this kind of briquette pounding was a dirty thing on the street. How could he make meritorious deeds?

Thinking of this, Xue Ming couldn't help but sigh. Shen Zhenming, who was sitting on the stool, sighed at the same time. The two raised their heads and looked at each other.

Shen Zhenming looked at Xue Ming's face, at Xue Ming's hands, and finally at the briquettes on the cement floor.

"What are you doing? What are you holding in your hand?"

"I'm pounding briquettes. This is the briquette pounding I made."

"Pounding briquettes? Pound a few more briquettes and let me see."

"Oh."

Xue Ming continued to pound briquettes, pounding ten in one breath. Shen Zhenming suddenly threw away the cigarette butt and stood up. He strode to Xue Ming, took away the briquettes, and pounded the briquettes like a gourd and a gourd.

He pounded twenty briquettes in one go, put down the briquettes and squatted on the ground to look carefully.

Look here and there, like a child playing with a favorite toy.

"What a great thing, a genius-like invention. Brother Xue, did you come up with this?" Shen Zhenming's face flushed with excitement.

"Yeah, isn't there such a briquette pounder on the market?" Xue Ming felt inexplicably excited and immediately took out the handwritten design drawing and instruction manual.

"It's not available on the market, I'm sure it's not available in the whole country." Shen Zhenming's face was a little ferocious.

If some countries had vigorously promoted such an efficient briquette pounding method, it is impossible for him, as the deputy director of the Coal Industry Bureau, not to know about it.

"Brother Shen, I just figured this out." Xue Ming shamelessly handed the instruction manual to Shen Zhenming.

Today, Shen Xiaochu demonstrated to Xue Ming the use of old-fashioned briquette pounding. He put the coal into the mold by hand and pounded it firmly with a hammer, and then poured the briquettes out of the mold.

The efficiency of pounding briquettes is impressively slow. Although the new type of pounding briquettes is tiring, it saves time and effort and will definitely destroy the opponent.

"Good thing, how did your brain grow?" Shen Zhenming put the instruction manual in his pocket and reached out to touch Xue Ming's head.

Xue Ming took half a step back to avoid it, "Why are you so excited? Is the briquette pounding I invented good?"

"That's pretty good. Don't go anywhere, just wait for me at home." Shen Zhenming pounded and bundled the briquettes on the back seat of the bicycle as quickly as possible.

"Brother, don't go anywhere, just wait for me at home." Shen Zhenming went out on his bicycle.

"Hey, that's my bicycle. Slow down and don't fall." Xue Ming couldn't help but laugh, wondering what Shen Zhenming was in a daze just now.

At this time, three women came out of the house. Zhao Xue looked at the briquettes on the ground and said, "Honey, are you pounding briquettes? Where is Brother Shen?"

"He should go to the leader to claim credit, but I seem to want to take credit again."