After the tool man strikes [Quick Transmigration]

"Put on, huh, there is still half a lap left, rest after running!"

Halfway up the mountain in the cold wind, Lin Lang was leading Zhao Guowu to conduct special training. He ran back and forth along the mountain road twice a day, plus horse riding, a few push-ups, and body-building boxing tailored for Zhao Guowu. , the schedule is packed.

It is also now that it is winter, the school is on holiday, and the production team has no work for these half-grown children, so they can have such free time.

Zhao Guowu wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, looked at Lin Lang, and finally couldn't help but said: "Uncle, it's okay to let me run, can you stay away from me?"

It's not that he has any objections to Lin Lang's arrangement, but Lin Lang is holding half a hot roasted sweet potato in his hands, eating it deliciously, the sweet and greasy aroma is blown straight into his nose by the wind Drilling, that taste is really tormenting.

Lin Lang swallowed half a sweet potato whole, licked off the residue on his mouth, and said slowly: "Want to eat it? The old rules, I'll give it to you if you win the hand wrestling."

Zhao Guowu: "..."

If he could win, would he still be able to run so obediently?He wondered if his uncle had been lying to him from the very beginning, but after practicing with Lin Lang for ten days, the effect was remarkable. Every day when he helped the family carry water and firewood, he felt a little more relaxed, and his strength was also evident. This is what makes him persevere.

But this little uncle is also really hurt, every day in the name of supervising his exercise, watching him run out of breath, while Lin Lang himself roasted sweet potatoes, fried chestnuts, and didn't know where he came from. He took out a roasted chicken leg, and he couldn't stop eating it, which made him feel so stimulated every day that he would eat half a bowl more when he went home. Also often can't help it.

Zhao Guowu even doubted whether this little uncle was sincerely against him, but he did teach some real things, especially the body training boxing set, which was so majestic and majestic, it made the teenage boy yearning for strength completely I couldn't hold it back, so I could only obey obediently.

Zhao Guowu gritted his teeth and ran up a dozen more steps, thinking to himself, after he exercises for a while, he will be able to compare with Lin Lang, so he must... let him hand over all the delicious food!

This is the only ambition for a silly child who has never seen the world.

Lin Lang gathered his thick padded jacket, squinted at his back, and smiled with satisfaction. He could control the group of new and old soldiers in the Daxing barracks, but he couldn't believe that he couldn't control such a teenager.

On this day, the production team slaughtered the pigs that had been raised for one year and divided them into meat. Zhao Guowu was thinking about it, and the training ended earlier than usual. The uncle and nephew went down the mountain to watch the fun together, and they saw the production team from a distance. A large circle of people surrounded the grain drying field.

There are fat and thin pork, and there are some corners and corners that no one wants. In order to distribute it fairly and prevent people from gossiping, the brigade has always used the method of drawing lots to distribute it. Count, draw lots and draw a serial number to determine which part of the meat it is, and then cut and divide it.

This kind of luck, the people who get the big white fat are naturally happy, and the people who get the bones or other skinny parts can only consider themselves unlucky. These days, everyone's stomach is short of oil and fat. It is much more popular than lean meat.

In the past, there was no trouble with such a division, but today the lottery was only half drawn, and an old aunt surnamed Yuan stood up dissatisfied, "Captain Zhao, I have something to say, old lady!"

Zhao Weihua, the captain of the production team, is the father of Zhao Miaomiao and Zhao Guowu. When he heard this, he immediately said patiently: "Aunt Yuan, if you have something to say, just say it. People from the big hometown, don't hold back and create a rift in your heart."

Aunt Yuan scowled, "I don't have a problem with others, but I have a problem with you!"

"Ah?" Zhao Weihua couldn't help being surprised.

"You are the captain, you wrote the note, and you set the rules. Who knows if you have tampered with it and distributed all the good meat to your family! It's not fair to draw lots!"

This is really wronging Zhao Weihua. Since he took office, he has been conscientious and dedicated to the welfare of the team members. How could he do anything to favor his own family.

Moreover, their family sends Zhao Miaomiao to draw lots every year, and Zhao Miaomiao herself prefers to eat lean meat rather than fat meat, so blessed by her good luck and light environment, what she gets every year is lean meat that other people don't like Mostly, judging by the standards of the big guys, they didn't take any advantage at all.

Hearing someone slandering his father so much, Zhao Guowu, who had just arrived, was about to rush up to ask for justice, but Lin Lang reached out to stop him, "Wait and see."

"What are you waiting for!" Zhao Guohua said irritably, "My dad didn't know how much he had suffered for this production team. He never thought much about his own family. My mother often scolded him for being a wimp, and there are still people who slander him so much. Him, I can't bear it!"

"Can't bear it, what are you going to do?" Lin Lang stared at him expressionlessly, "Go up and scold and beat people? How old is Aunt Yuan, and how old are you? Bullying the elderly is very rewarding?"

Zhao Guowu clenched his lips, and turned his face away, "...then she can't rely on her elders to sell her elders."

Lin Lang raised his eyelids, "Your father is not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for, and see how he handles it."

"What else can he do? Just endure it first and try to meet other people's demands," Zhao Guowu snorted, as if he looked down on his father's behavior. It's also quite useless."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Weihua said to Aunt Yuan gently: "Thank you Auntie for questioning my work. Although I have a clear conscience, I hope to do better. I wonder what Auntie thinks?"

Aunt Yuan pursed her mouth with only half a tooth left, and said bluntly, "I want to change it with your family."

As soon as she said these words, the rest of the production team began to discuss, but Zhao Weihua's reputation in the team was obviously not bad, and most of the people spoke for him.

"Aunt Yuan, you don't know what Captain Zhao is like, how can you say such things?"

"You are just messing around."

"You want to change it today, and he wants to change it tomorrow. Is it still possible to divide the meat?"

But no matter what other people said, Aunt Yuan just drooped her mouth and remained unmoved, so Zhao Weihua had no choice but to call Zhao Miaomiao who had just won the lottery, "Don't be angry, Auntie, I will trade with you."

Aunt Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly grabbed the ball of paper in Zhao Miaomiao's hand, and handed her own, "That's about the same."

Zhao Guowu looked angry, "Look, my dad does this every time. He always asks me and Miaomiao to let others. If it wasn't for Miaomiao's luck, I don't know how much we will suffer."

Lin Lang patted him on the shoulder, telling him to calm down, "We will make conclusions after seeing the end, young people, don't be so impatient."

The strength of this shot was not small, Zhao Guowu grinned and rolled his eyes at him, speaking as if you are not a young man yourself, you are two years older than him.

Only numbers were written on the lottery balls, and after everyone had finished drawing, they took out the pre-written comparison table for distribution. Aunt Yuan opened her ears and heard her own number, her expression froze, and she started yelling again , "I won't change it, I won't change it!"

Why is this a loss? She was originally allocated the position where the pig's belly is close to the suet, which has the most oil and water, and it's even less than what others want. Meat, it's a big loss!

Zhao Miaomiao was also a little unhappy holding her own paper ball. She really doesn't like fat meat. She glanced at her father's expression and didn't object. She hurried to Aunt Yuan, "Grandma Yuan, let's change it back."

Aunt Yuan hurriedly exchanged the balls of paper with her, but she seemed a little uneasy on her face, she turned her face away and did not speak or look at her, Zhao Weihua smoothed things over with a smile, "Okay, okay, it was just a misunderstanding, just change it back, everyone is happy, Everyone happily received the meat, go home and eat the stew!"

"Everything is happy," Zhao Guowu was still muttering dissatisfiedly, "She is relying on my father to be easy to talk to, relying on the old to sell the old, and she will change it for a while and not change it for a while, and she will be a bully to my family."

Lin Lang thought in his heart that with your sister's luck, if someone really bullies your family sincerely, it will definitely not please you, but this is not the case this time. He squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Guowu seriously, "You are not the first God knows Granny Yuan, is she really such an exaggerated person?"

Zhao Guowu's complaining words suddenly stopped, his lips moved, and he didn't speak.

Granny Yuan used to be quite nice. She smiled at everyone, and she especially liked children. Every time he and Miaomiao passed by her house, she would grab a few handfuls of melon seeds, peanuts or homemade snacks for them. She was very enthusiastic. It was only this year that he became mean and haggled over every detail.

Lin Lang saw that his expression was shaken, and said again: "You should have heard about the Yuan family, but you still don't understand why she is so strong today?"

Zhao Guowu has indeed heard about the Yuan family. It seems that he is the only son of Granny Yuan. Zhao Guowu still calls him uncle. I do not know when he became addicted to gambling. A man broke his leg. In order to earn money to pay his debts, Uncle Yuan had to do part-time jobs to earn money after completing the production tasks on the team every day. He came back too late one night, the sky was too black and he was tired. Accidentally fell down, and the person just disappeared.

He didn't speak, and Lin Lang said again: "Now there is a son with a broken leg to take care of at home. If Granny Yuan is not strong, she will not be bullied to death. She stood up today and asked to change with your family. Everyone's attitude is not an attitude of ignoring and bullying them just because there are only widowed mothers and disabled children left in their family."

"The reason why you are looking for your family and not someone else's is because you believe in your father's character, knowing that your father will not have any suspicions against them because of this incident, and will target them everywhere in the future. Think about it, is this the same thing? ?”

Zhao Guowu was a little dizzy by his words, and really lowered his head to think seriously.

The concept of serving the people in this era has penetrated into the north and south of the country. Zhao Weihua, a grassroots cadre who is dedicated to the people, is of course very admirable, but his behavior of "giving up his family for everyone" fell into the eyes of his son Zhao Guowu. It seemed a little cowardly and useless.

Every time he becomes a father, he will only make them humble. Instead, he relies on his sister's good luck to avoid being wronged and not suffer. As time goes by, he will inevitably get into the horns of the dead, disdain for a good person like his father who is practical and dedicated, and start to speculate Going sideways and going to the extreme of selfishness, there are traces of people's personality changes.

Zhao Guowu thought about it seriously, and then muttered: "But if she does this, I am weak and I am justified? Why?"

"No reason, willingness to help is a matter of affection, and there is nothing wrong with not wanting to help," Lin Lang shrugged, "It's just that when anyone is down and down, compare your heart to your heart. You don't want others to look on when you are in trouble, do you?"

He is a person with a low sense of morality. It is easy for him to fight or train people. It is really racking his brains to reason with people. Fortunately, the effect is not bad. Zhao Guowu didn't make any excuses, and he pursed his lips and seemed to understand. .

It would be annoying to talk too much, Lin Lang stretched his waist, "Okay, don't think about it here, I have divided the meat today, go home and eat meat!" After saying that, he waved his hands and left.

Zhao Guowu returned home slowly, and when he was eating, he found that besides pork stewed vermicelli, there was also a bowl of yellow lard residue on the table. He couldn't help but wondered: "Where did the oil residue come from? Our family didn't get any suet today, right?" .”

"Your Granny Yuan just brought it here," his mother Lin Zhaodi sighed, "The old lady is also very polite, she brought us so much even though she didn't get much from her family."

Zhao Guowu was slightly taken aback, and then asked in a low voice: "Today, she slandered Dad so much and wanted to exchange meat with our family, Mom, aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry? The people in my hometown have been here for so many years, but they still don't know what kind of temper she is. She used to have a bean curd mouth and a bean curd heart, but now she has changed a bit. She has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart."

"If you really want to have a problem with your father, you have already reported it without saying a word, and you can still yell? She just wants to fight."

Lin Zhaodi picked up a piece of chopstick oil residue for him, "Taste it, it's still warm."

Zhao Guowu picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. It was crispy and delicious.

He glanced at the empty chair by the dining table, because there are still some follow-up matters to be dealt with after dividing the meat. His father has not come back yet, so he asked them to have dinner by themselves. Zhao Guowu lowered his voice, avoided his grandma and asked his mother , "But mom, don't you always think my dad is worthless? Are you not angry if he did this today?"

Lin Zhaodi glanced at him reproachfully, a blush appeared on her face, "Your father is my man, what's the matter if I say a few words about him? I'm not willing to say anything about others."

Zhao Guowu: "..."

Why do you suddenly feel a little full without eating a few bites?If he's been to the future, he'll know what it's like to be stuffed with dog food.

Lin Lang had finally brainwashed the young man who was on the verge of rebellion. After arriving home, he hadn't sat down for a few minutes when he realized that his own parents wanted to mess around again. ,,