Chapter 278 Nothing in front of Aunt Jia

Wang Xiulan lost the first battle. Seeing that the fourth girl also started to bury her head in her food, she could only speak to Zhang Xingwang directly:

"Xingwang, don't you notice that Mom is different recently?"

Zhang Xingwang looked up at Wang Xiulan for a while, then shook his head and said:

"Mom, you haven't changed much from before, except that you've become a lot whiter and more beautiful..."

Listening to Zhang Xingwang's standard answer, Wang Xiulan instantly forgot what she wanted to say and quickly said:

"Really? It's that vanishing cream you bought. It really works. I think I look a lot whiter. Haha..."

"That's right. There's a reason why it's expensive. Don't save it. We can buy more when it's used up. You have to keep a close eye on my second sister too. I worked so hard to raise her. Don't let her be like last year when I couldn't find her when she went out at night..."

"Well, I'll go talk to her later..."

"Cough! Cough!"

Wang Xiulan only remembered the important matter when she heard her fourth sister's cough. She said to Zhang Xingwang with resentment:

"Xingwang, mother is not talking about whether I am white or not. Haven't you noticed that I have gained a lot of weight recently?"

"Really? You're quite slim, mom. You're not fat. At best, you're well-maintained. You're nothing in front of Aunt Jia..."

"Your grandma said... um, Xingwang, didn't you notice that not only I've gained weight, but everyone in the family except your eldest sister has gained weight? Your little sister has a little belly now."

Turning his head to look at the little girl who looked as if she had nothing to do with it and continued to eat, Zhang Xingwang was slightly relieved and replied casually:

"Is it bad to be a little fatter?"

"Xingwang, this is what I want to tell you. Look at who is like us now, eating meat every two days. Even cadres don't eat this way. People in the courtyard will definitely gossip about us when they smell the meat every day. What if they report it?

You can put more oil in the dishes next time, but you can stop frying meat at home, okay? If you really want to eat, we can just go back to the village, at least we can feel at ease. "

These words silenced Zhang Xingwang. It seemed that even his mother couldn't stand his high profile. He thought that he should ask Third Master to cook it for him and bring it back. After all, Third Master's cooking skills were pretty good. Even if he ate it in the village, it wouldn't be enough for the journey.

He nodded and agreed to Wang Xiulan's request.

The next day when he went to work, just after delivering the sweet potatoes to the warehouse, Xiao Song from the office came running over and said to Zhang Xingwang with a smile that Director Wang wanted to see him and asked him to come over later.

"You are such a heartless boy. You have been working for so long and you didn't even come to talk to me. I heard that it is harder to see you now than to see the Prime Minister. If I hadn't asked Xiao Song to call you, you would have been out on another mission..."

"What you said is wrong. It's working hours now. You are an old comrade, but why do you keep calling me kid? This is not good, Director.

Besides, it's not strange for a buyer to go out on field work. It shows that I'm dedicated to the public, and at my level, I can't report to you."

"I am wrong to say that. You are so unforgiving and nagging. I won't talk any more. I have something important to discuss with you..."

Then Director Wang started talking about her business. According to Director Wang, the ration had been reduced recently, but everyone noticed that the food standard in the street office canteen had not been reduced.

Originally, two people were thinking of not eating lunch and taking the food from the cafeteria back to share with their families.

By sharing the food, everyone in the family could eat half full. After all, that's what everyone did before. But after a few days, everyone felt something was wrong.

Things started to get weird after two people who were even more unskillful packed up a portion to take home after eating. After all, few people working in the street office are short of money.

Everybody started to act in an orderly manner. After all, even if one's own family had enough food, everyone had relatives or friends who needed a certain amount of food. As a result, everybody treated the canteen like a state-owned restaurant and almost ordered some food.

The chef thought it was strange, but later concluded that it was because of his cooking skills. He was very happy to see everyone eating and taking food. Then he found that no matter how much he made every day, it was not enough.

Seeing the food delivered on time every week from the back kitchen warehouse, since I was not in charge of purchasing, I just casually said that everyone had a good appetite recently and didn't take it seriously. After all, they paid for it, so I couldn't say anything.

It wasn't until these two days when I was so tired that I started to stick out my tongue that I realized something was wrong.

The last warehouse took only a few days to produce enough food for a week in just three days. It would have been fine if the quantity was limited, but everyone argued about the rationing.

These days, it’s not just three or five people who can’t survive, let alone those from your own street.

Director Wang thought, this is the neighborhood office, it would be fine if they could lend a hand to prevent people from starving to death, so here comes the question...

Director Wang stopped talking here. Zhang Xingwang listened for a long time, looked at Director Wang with expectation, and spread his hands without hesitation, almost saying it was none of his business.

As expected, it was no good when she started calling him aunt. Director Wang looked at Zhang Xingwang and said with a frown, "It's none of my business."

"You have been working in this class for such a long time, how come you don't have any vision at all? If you have the ability, you can give more effort, or you can give it a try."

"Director, you know me well. My brain is sometimes sharp and sometimes not. If I want to live a few more days, I have to take good care of myself. I have already performed exceptionally well to this extent. There is no such thing as a try..."

"You've been working at the subdistrict office, how come your ideological awareness is still so low? I introduced you to the organization for nothing. I'm letting you try, not asking you to sign a military order. What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Xingwang thought, how can I not be afraid? It's easy for him to say it now, but if he gives in, it will be endless. He has no doubt at all about Director Wang's ability in ideological work and the professional level of the organization secretary.

Looking at Director Wang who had already entered a combat state, thinking that he would have to overturn the table at the critical moment and use the trick of removing the roof, he echoed and said:

"Director, this is really impossible to test. You know what happened to the textile factory buyer a few years ago. I heard that guy was forced to work in the fields. He only showed up when the weather got warmer...

I was thinking of telling Director Qi that I should just concentrate on my office work in the future. You know I am the only child in my family, so there is no point in getting those extra field subsidies. I have to live long enough to spend them…"

Director Wang's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he heard this. Not only was this kid a chatterbox, he also played tricks on him.

However, this time the advantage is on their side, so we can only make a detour and test the waters first. If this guy can really bring back more food, it won't be too late to use our ultimate move.

She put on a smiling face, acted like a caring aunt and said:

"Xingwang, you should also consider your personal problems. You should balance work and life. If you work hard, I will find you a good partner who will be no worse than Xiaosong. What do you think?"