At nine o'clock in the evening, the kerosene lamp was on in the house, and the light came out of the open window and shone on Wangcai who was squatting at the base of the wall.

Xiaowei had already flown onto the furry back, enjoying the silky treatment.

In the room, a group of people were chatting and laughing at the table, waiting for the meal to be served.

Yang Xiaotao showed off his skills in front of the pot, and dishes that were not usually available to eat were quickly taken out of the pot and served on the table.

This time Yang Xiaotao prepared two tables of food, one for men and one for women.

Originally, according to the Yang Dazhuang family, after they finished eating, they could just eat the leftovers.

But Yang Xiaotao didn't want Ran Qiuye to eat the leftovers, so he added more and made two portions.

In response, several women praised Yang Xiaotao to Ran Qiuye and compared it with their own, which made the men in the room feel disgusted.

"Pork ribs soup, be careful because it's hot!"

"Fried eggs and leeks, serve!"

"For this tomato salad, you need sugar, which is in the bag. Put less of it, don't rush it..."

Yang Xiaotao finished directing for a while, then washed his hands and sat at the table.

In the middle of the table are Mr. Yang and Director Gao, next to them are Uncle Jiu, then Fatty Ding and Wang Xuyang, and behind them are Yang Dazhuang and Liu Yonghui.

Yang Xiaotao originally wanted to stand below, but Yang Shitou pushed him to the kang, so he had to take off his shoes and sit down.

There are hard dishes on the table, and this is specially arranged by Yang Xiaotao. Since there is going to be blood, you can't be stingy.

Pork stir-fry, egg stir-fry, salted duck eggs, fried peanuts, spicy pickles...

The aroma on the table made everyone aware of it, and their appetites were whetted.

"Come, let's have a drink first!"

Mr. Yang picked up the wine glass, and everyone followed and took a sip together.

Putting down his wine glass, Fatty Ding spoke first before Gao Yufeng asked about the situation of the tractor.

When he finished talking about the meeting, the table was silent.

Yang Xiaotao could see that everyone's hearts were heavy, and he also understood the pressure on their shoulders.

These days, if farmers do not pay surplus grain to the public, their lives are no worse than those of workers.

Especially if you plant your own land and harvest your own crops, you will be able to eat whatever you want.

In this day and age, how many villages still have to dig wild vegetables after paying the public surplus grain throughout the year. The farms are treated like this. Not only the whole country, but also the villages around Sijiu City, every one of them is jealous.

As for the need to arrange for people to be sent to labor camps, no one paid much attention to this.

The people who come must have ideological problems, and they can just help reform them.

"Right now, we need to ensure the smooth production of grain."

"No matter what the situation is, if we do our own thing well, it is the best support for the country's economic construction."

Gao Yufeng spoke and everyone nodded.

But there is a fire in my heart and a belief in my head, that is, do this well and earn a living.

Seeing this, Gao Yufeng changed the topic and started asking about the tractor.

Yang Xiaotao told everyone about the establishment of a tractor production workshop in the steel rolling mill, and also said that he had become the workshop director.

Although I had heard about it a long time ago, I was still happy for Yang Xiaotao when I heard him say this.

On the other side, Ran Qiuye and others also paid attention to the situation here, and after hearing about it, they started whispering again.

"Now large-scale production has begun in the workshop, and the parts supported by Quancheng have also been finalized..."

The atmosphere at the table became lively. Ask this question, ask that question, and Yang Xiaotao would tell what he knew.

He also explained the function of the iron plow clearly, and he was even more excited after hearing it.

A few people ate half of the meal and drank a glass. Yang Xiaotao picked up the wine bottle and applauded everyone.

As I was thinking about what to say, I felt my nose was sore and my expression was suddenly in a trance.

Yang Xiaotao quickly lowered his head, picked up the wine glass, and drank it in one sip under the puzzled eyes of everyone.

After a sip of wine, the whole person became silent. The body adapted to the stamina brought by the alcohol and found a reason for being sad.

Then it was filled again and ready to be used.

Several people were surprised, and Mr. Yang even snorted coldly, "If you have anything to say, say it quickly and don't take it out over wine!"

"You're a grown man, what can't you say?"

The whole room was quiet.

At this time, only Mr. Yang dared to say this and scold him.

Yang Xiaotao lowered his head and spoke slowly.

"A few days ago, Director Wang from Quancheng came to the steel rolling mill. I and the people in the factory welcomed him..."

"It happened so suddenly."

His voice was low, trying to stay calm.

But several people present could feel Yang Xiaotao's suppressed sadness.

Ran Qiuye came to the side slightly, his eyes were already red.

"Monitor Hao, he is gone! He just entered the factory and he is gone!"

"In this world, why are good people not rewarded well?"

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, tears had already fallen on the table, and he lay down as if he was drunk.

Ran Qiuye's tears fell down her cheeks, and she stood beside Yang Xiaotao and carefully touched her back.

Opposite him, Liu Yonghui looked equally sad.

His scholarly spirit has an air of emotion and tragedy, which resonates even more with Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Shitou sat aside. It was not that he had never heard of these things, but they were rare in recent years.

The others at the table were silent.

They have experienced war and seen too many such things, and their hearts have long been sharpened with a protective film, which is so tough that they will not be easily touched.

Therefore, they think this kind of thing is not strange.

But for Yang Xiaotao, people like Yang Shitou and Liu Yonghui, this is a kind of spiritual shock.

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"Why are you crying!"

"No one will die in a war!"

Mr. Yang's eyes were red and his voice was trembling, but he burst out with majesty!

The murderous aura that erupted in an instant made the whole room feel deserted.

This is a veteran who walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Or do you think that now that there is peace, life is stable, everything is fine, and the war is far away? You can cry and cry?"

Mr. Yang's tone became more serious, "Then you are wrong!"

"If we really want peace, why would the old man leave with just a word? Why should we suffer this? Why have we taken so much land and not returned it?"

"Every year, so many soldiers go to the border to fight. Is their death not death? Just because you can't see the blood they shed, it doesn't mean there isn't any!"

"Why don't you shed tears for them?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mr. Yang was cursing, looking excited.

Yang Xiaotao wiped his eyes and looked at the master, "Master, I, I just..."

"I just hate that I hesitated in the first place."

"At that time, I was the closest. I should have been the one who rushed forward."

"As long as I take action in time, maybe Squad Leader Hao will not die."

"But I hesitated, I"

Yang Xiaotao finally spoke out his psychological words.

At that time, he was the closest person to that person.

Others keep talking about how great Hao Ren is, but what sets off this greatness is his hesitation.

Clench your fists.

These days, Yang Xiaotao thinks a lot, a lot.

With his physical fitness far exceeding that of ordinary people, and given the distance, his reaction at that time should have been the fastest. If he rushed up and kicked him away, there might be no casualties.

But he hesitated, he was afraid, so Yang Xiaotao always blamed himself in his heart.
To be continued...