Su Yu’s Promotion Record in the ’60s

Su Yu showed a look of embarrassment. He pursed his mouth and said nothing.

Secretary Song opened one eye, "Why, reluctant?"

"No, no, Secretary Song said, how can I reluctant to bear it. I'm going to order. You can eat whatever you want."

"Yeah." Secretary Song continued to close his eyes.

Su Yu got up and went to order with a twist.

After a while, Secretary Song heard a voice from Su Yu, "Are there Fuqiang powder dumplings? What, no? What about the white flour dumplings, oh, this one. That's OK, just this one."

Secretary Song cocked her mouth.

I heard Su Yu say again, "Is there any braised fish, huh, the supply of fish meat is scarce in winter? Oh, that's OK, just forget it."

Secretary Song frowned.

Su Yu asked again, "Is there braised pork, oh, this is, okay, that's it."

Secretary Song stretched his eyebrows.

Soon, Su Yu started to order other dishes again, "Are there any braised hoofs? What, no, someone else has ordered it? Oh, oh, that's fine, I don’t need this. Is there any mutton soup, this winter’s .Oh, no mutton soup, mutton bone soup. Okay, that’s it. Why do you have so little supply here. Forget it, I don’t care about you at this special period. That’s it. Let’s serve it first. "

Secretary Song's brows suddenly frowned, her young face showing strong dissatisfaction, she stood up and walked towards the window, "Today's New Year's Day, your supply is so scarce?"

The waiter said, "There are many people during the festival, and others have made an appointment early." This is for your own good, to save you face!

Su Yu pulled Secretary Song and said, "Secretary Song, forget it. It's also our fault that we didn't decide earlier. Forget it, eat less, next time I treat a guest and eat more." Then he waved to the waiter and asked them to do it earlier. Children cook, avoid peak periods.

Secretary Song looked dissatisfied, "Look for Xiao Zhu to ask. How does the state-owned hotel supply this? We can't even have a good meal. Then the common people can't eat anything?"

Su Yu persuaded, "Secretary Song, forget it. Now there is little supply everywhere, and the people are eager to buy more food. Who is willing to eat out?"

The two were sitting on the edge of the table, and Secretary Song kept tapping his fingers on the table, obviously feeling very unhappy.

"I used to eat every time I came to eat, how come we both have a meal and there is nothing to eat?"

Su Yu hurriedly admitted her mistake, "It’s my fault, I didn’t make a decision in advance. But Secretary Song, in fact, dumplings and meat are enough for us. Many families have never eaten meat once a month. If you didn’t invite Secretary Song to dinner, I can't bear to eat it either. I'm still drunk by Secretary Song."

Secretary Song: "..."

Because there were no people, the food quickly arrived on the table. Su Yu quickly entertained him to eat. "Mr. Song, you can eat more. By the way, your health is better, you can eat."

"Okay, you can eat it!" Secretary Song said with her eyes down. His face was not happy at all.

If they changed Secretary Zhou and the others, they would have been nervous.

As a result, Su Yu didn’t even notice it, and grinned cheeky, “That’s fine, Secretary Song, I’m worried about you these past few days. You said you are busy with so many things every day. What a big delay this is. When I saw you at the municipal party committee yesterday, you still coughed so badly, it made people anxious to look at it."

Hearing Su Yu's flattery, Secretary Song felt more comfortable. Not to mention, although knowing that this big girl is talking about coaxing people, there is no real heart, but it is still pleasant to listen to.

This is the high level of flattering. Knowing that it is fake, it makes people feel like it is true.

Secretary Song glanced at Su Yu. It was a waste of such talents in the textile factory.

Hey, if she behaves better and pleases him, maybe he will spend a bit of money to get to the city committee sooner.

Secretary Song was shaking his head and sighing, Su Yu used public chopsticks to put the braised pork in his bowl.

"Secretary Song, why don't you eat it?"

"No fish, no appetite." Secretary Song expressed his dissatisfaction without hesitation.

Su Yu didn't seem to be able to see it clearly, and said, "Secretary Song, why do you like fish so much? You have to eat braised."

Secretary Song took a mouthful of dumplings and felt that the taste was far worse than Fuqiang powder.

But watching Su Yu gulping, he simply followed it. Every time he was eaten so much by this lesbian, he lost!

After eating a few bites, he said slowly, "...I used to be less relaxed than you, I used to be a soldier in the base area. If the base area can't eat meat, we will catch fish together and hand it over to the wounded soldiers. eat."

"Don't you eat it yourself?"

"At that time, the supply was insufficient, how could it be enough? The soldiers were all injured and ill-nourished."

"Later, a chief came to see us in the army, and the cooking squad made a braised fish for the chief. That was the first time we saw braised fish. It was especially fragrant..." Secretary Song looked back at this time. "As a result, the chief did not move his chopsticks and lost his temper. He said that it shouldn't be so extravagant. At that time, I was guarding in the yard, and the chief gave me the fish. That was the first time I ate it. The taste... …Unforgettable for a lifetime."

Su Yu looked at Secretary Song with a touched expression, "Secretary Song, I didn't expect you to be this way... How old were you then?" She didn't expect such a black-hearted Secretary Song to be an old revolutionary.

"Six years old." Secretary Song said slightly proud.

"It's so sensible at the age of six, really amazing."

Secretary Song said quietly, "For the country and the people, this is what should be done. I was born in the red base area and I must have this consciousness."

Su Yu picked up food for him, "Secretary Song, you eat more. Next time I will definitely invite you to eat fish. Without fighters like you, how can there be peace now?"

Seeing Su Yu doing this way, Secretary Song said with a straight face and proudly said, "Don't say that, I didn't sacrifice. At most, I caught fish and birds. I haven't beaten a little devil."

"You are logistical support. Isn't it logistical to fight a war? By the way, Secretary Song, are your little comrades-in-arms also in our provincial capital?"

"..." Secretary Song lowered his head and ate dumplings, "I'm not here, it's far away. I haven't seen him for many years."

Su Yu was taken aback, and then said in a relaxed tone, "...Secretary Song, it's okay. Even if you don't see it in the future, it's nice to have such a memory. Some memories can be remembered for a lifetime."

"Yeah." Secretary Song continued to eat dumplings. He didn't look up either.

"Tongzi, if we win in the future, will we be able to eat?"

"Tung Tzu, we want to eat braised fish and dumplings with white noodles every day. Chinese New Year every day. However, if we eat this way, we will become capitalists. The political commissar will definitely educate us."

"...Tong Tzu, when we win, you have to eat more every day. You won't get sick after eating."

"Tong Tzu... I really want to see what we look like when we are not at war."

Seeing that Secretary Song had finished the last dumpling in his mouth, she didn't even look up. Su Yu spread her hands and said, "Secretary Song, let me confess my mistake with you. Actually, there are fish in the store, and I don’t have enough money to buy it for you. ..."

Secretary Song raised her head, her eyes flushed.

Su Yu cautiously said, "... Secretary Song, don't be so angry about me. What? Or, I will order one for you now? I can't finish it, take it away?"

Secretary Song stood up. He said seriously, "Comrade Xiaosu, deception is wrong, and you have to bring it up if you have any difficulties. I will forgive you when you first committed the crime. The next time you come, you will write a review!"

"Good job, I admit my mistake and promise not to make it again." Su Yu quickly apologized. Ouch, isn't it just asking a question or talking about a topic? It's a sad story about this person.

Looks like this, it is not ordinary sadness. Still don't touch the mold. "Secretary Song, don't be angry, quickly, take out your handkerchief and wipe your eyes."

Secretary Song took out a square scarf from her pocket and wiped her eyes, "I tell you, I was so angry with you! Next time you must ask me to eat fish!"

"..."

After the meal, Secretary Song didn't order another fish, but took Su Yu to buy a bicycle.

Su Yu sat in the back seat, and Secretary Song just stepped on a few feet and complained, "Comrade Xiao Su, it's not that I said you, you should eat less. Your weight can be compared with ordinary **** men. I can't take you anymore."

"Secretary Song, my brother can run without me. My brother is only sixteen years old."

Secretary Song was silent for a while, then kicked his legs fiercely.

In the big winter, the wind was blowing.

When he arrived at the state-run shopping mall, Secretary Song's hands were already frozen, and Su Yu's ears and face were red with cold.

Secretary Song put his hands in his pockets calmly, sticking in his pockets and leading the way. Su Yu rubbed her face and followed behind. Then he sighed, no, no, we must let Dazhi and the others ride slower and freeze to death!

The two went directly to the second floor without letting anyone take them. Secretary Song went directly to an office door and knocked on the door. As soon as the inner door opened, a middle-aged man appeared. Seeing Secretary Song coming, his face was like a spring breeze, "Secretary Song, you are here. I just talked about you, this car has been ordered for a few days and I haven't come to get the goods. Many people are asking me for it."

Secretary Song glanced at Su Yu with a smug look. Look, I didn't lie to you. It's been set long ago.

He coughed and coughed, "Well, I have been too busy these few days to come over and get it."

Then he looked at Su Yu, "This is Secretary Su, the trade union of the textile factory. The car was ordered for her. Take her to see."

"Yes, Secretary Su, go and see the car. It just left the factory. We ordered five cars this time. If Secretary Song hadn't said hello, the car would have been taken away."

Five stations in such a big provincial capital?

Su Yu remembered the shared bicycles all over the street in the future.

The bicycle in the office is smaller than Secretary Song's. But compared with Su Yu, it is still very big.

And it looks cumbersome. There is also a crossbar in front.

This quality shouldn't be a problem after more than ten or twenty years. No wonder it's expensive, the quality of the car is really good now.

Secretary Song stuck in his pocket and walked in, "How is it?"

Su Yu smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, very good. Thanks to you this time."

Secretary Song laughed, "That is, I will definitely not cut corners in business. For example, if you invite people to eat guests, you will definitely not miss a fish."

Su Yu endured without rolling her eyes, knowing that sister would not pity you.

Su Yu took out the money, and Secretary Song took out the ticket. The office here helped to issue another certificate, and then helped move the car downstairs, and opened a note for Su Yu to get the license plate.

When he got downstairs, Su Yu stretched his legs and strode up. Just as he was about to try out his new car, she found that the car was too high, and it was completely difficult to grasp when she pedaled by herself.

I haven't ridden a bicycle for more than ten years, and it's still such a big one. It's crooked right now, and it makes people feel like they can fall off at any time.

Behind him, Secretary Song triumphantly rode over, "Comrade Xiaosu, you seem to be in need of help. I can't imagine that you still have something you don't know. Is this called simple limbs?"

Su Yu tried to control the front of the car and said, "Secretary Song, I am just a handman. For example, when you first started, you couldn't take me, but you could fly with me."

Secretary Song: "..." He was just about to stretch his leg to kick Su Yu's car. After thinking about it, he took it back, then rode over, stretched out a hand, and squeezed the front of her car. The crooked front of the car was finally straightened.