59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

My aunt prepared a table full of delicious food, but the children all went to eat barbecue.

For someone like Chen Li, who has a small stomach, the two roasted birds were enough to fill them up. Chen Hao, Zhou Fubo, and Zhou Dinghai finished their roasted birds and then ate two large fish-stuffed meat patties.

"What did you perform at the factory party this year?" Aunt asked curiously, looking at Zhou Qing with envy.

There are various legends in the countryside about the annual parties held by factories in the city.

Basically, you can eat steamed buns, drink meat soup, and drink as much beer and liquor as you want for free.

"Will there be a general attending your party this year?"

Chen Feng smiled and said nothing, eating his meal in peace.

Zhou Qing shook his head and said, "No, I asked the director. The highest number of times we had a factory party was when we invited a director to attend the celebration."

"Division Commander?" Zhou Jing smacked his lips and said, "That's also a general, right?"

Chen Feng interrupted, "Uncle, no, my mother was talking about a deputy provincial-level cadre in a department-level unit under the Ministry of Industry."

"Ah, is that so?" Zhou Jing, like a gossiper in later generations, pricked up his ears and said, "He is also a big shot."

Chen Feng was eating a small pomfret attentively.

There are rumors in many places that a certain large factory held a party during the Spring Festival and invited important people to attend.

This is actually bullshit!

Come on, the real big shots are busy.

They are also human beings and they also need to have dinner with their families during the New Year.

If we attend the party of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, then should the canning factory that earns foreign exchange through exports attend? Should the power plant that produces electricity attend? Should the important military industrial factory that manufactures auto parts attend?

There are more than nine water plants in the city of 1949 alone. How many heavy industrial factories are there in the city of 1949?

How many are there in Hebei? And how many are there in the three northeastern provinces?

To put it bluntly, I'm a big shot already, but I still have to work overtime during the Spring Festival to support you. Then wouldn't all my hard work be in vain?

Zhou Qing put down the bowl and said, "We didn't hold the party this year. Our purchasing director suggested canceling it."

"Why?" my aunt asked curiously.

Grandpa sneered and said, "What else could it be? No money and no food."

Chen Feng felt that the old man's words were a bit sour and gloating!

There were no televisions in this era (black-and-white televisions were invented in 1958, but could not be produced commercially), let alone the Spring Festival Gala hosted by CCTV.

Originally, each factory would hold a factory party on the evening of the Spring Festival, which was the origin of the earliest corporate annual meeting.

In the past few years, the parties have become bigger and more lively.

Every time the party was held, Chen Feng, Chen Hao and Chen Li would attend with their parents, and the old man and the old lady would always find a way to grab two bags of melon seeds, peanuts, soft candies, etc.

However, this year, even though the purchasers tried their best, they were unable to obtain any extra food, so they were unable to hold the celebration.

Niu Gengshen, director of the purchasing department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, prepared for this for a long time, but ultimately failed to collect enough grain, melon seeds, peanuts and other supplies.

Due to insufficient supplies, we had to suspend operations.

Finally, they had to complain and give up the factory Spring Festival Gala. They simply cooperated with the Jiaodaokou Cinema and provided two movie tickets to all workers.

"Dad is right. The factory has money, but it can't buy enough food, peanuts and melon seeds."

Zhou Qing is a popular figure in the purchasing department, so he naturally knows the inside story.

"Xiao Feng sold more than 100 kilograms of wild boar meat and more than 100 kilograms of fish. The factory also bought more than 300 kilograms of Chinese cabbage, but this was not enough, not to mention that other people were unable to buy enough noodles."

"After calculations, the chef in our department said that they can only make dumplings for more than a thousand people at most."

"So Director Niu applied to stop holding the party and changed it to an end-of-year workers' meeting, giving fish, meat and cabbage as rewards to outstanding worker representatives."

Chen Hao said proudly: "My father is an outstanding employee of the Security Department. He brought back half a pound of pork and a fish, and also received a certificate, which is exactly the same as my eldest brother's certificate for first place in the class."

Chen Jianjun was indeed a little embarrassed.

The award certificates purchased by the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill are naturally the same as those purchased by the Red Star Affiliated School.

But the father and son received two paper certificates that were not exactly the same, but were certainly similar.

Not to mention posting it, even if he took it out, he would feel ashamed, and Chen Jianjun wanted to curse Niu Gengshen hundreds of times.

Giving a wooden plaque is better than this paper!

Zhou Dinghai asked in confusion: "Cousin, did my eldest cousin sell this meat and fish to the factory?"

"Huh, it seems so!" Chen Hao turned his head and looked at Chen Feng.

"Eat your meal well!" Chen Feng said unhappily.

Having not experienced this era personally, many people would simply believe that natural disasters in the country are caused by man-made disasters.

That's right!

But when Chen Feng arrived, he discovered that in addition to this human disaster, there were two other super disasters outside.

One of the important reasons for the nationwide material shortage is the tight situation on the four borders, and a large amount of materials must be added to military reserves.

It seems peaceful, but there are undercurrents.

Especially in the south, that big idiot India wanted to challenge the MVP honor of the world's number one army power from August to October last year, but he was beaten so badly by us that he almost shit himself.

After all their arrogant and domineering attitude was exposed, they all planned to move the capital.

But our victory does not mean there will be peace.

Taizong in the north planted corn while threatening with force, roaring, "Little San, come on, don't be a coward."

The British raccoon waved the flag.

"My son will charge ahead, and your godfather will support you."

They dug the pit and waited for Ah San to come and fill it in.

Fortunately, Asan is a fake Lu Bu who is very good at shouting slogans but has very little fighting power. After three months of fighting, he became as cowardly as a dog.

Before we even used any strength, they called out "Dad and Mom".

It can be said that since the founding of the People's Republic of China, foreign forces have always been afraid of our growing strength and have tried every means to destroy our unification. This is also one of the important black forces that have deepened domestic disasters.

Zhou Qing doesn't read newspapers because she can't read, but she has heard similar analyses from the purchasing department.

Hearing Zhou Qing talking about such "national affairs", the whole family came to talk about it.

"Foreign devils are not good people." Grandpa said fiercely: "We should kill all the foreign devils!"

"That's right!" Zhou Jing agreed.

What a murderous aura!

Chen Feng glanced at his grandfather. The old man had experienced the turbulent times of the Republic of China and knew very well what those foreigners who came from the West to the East for adventure were like. Naturally, he would not have any good feelings towards those blood-sucking worms.

Chen Jianjun's eyes seemed to sparkle with something, and he smiled and said, "There will be such a day."

Almost all of his comrades in the regiment remained on the peninsula.

Zhou Qing felt that he had said something wrong, and quickly said, "You don't know how our Director Niu Gengshen is being scolded by all the workers in the factory."

"Hehe, that must be terrible!" My aunt couldn't help laughing.

After a year of hard work, many people are looking forward to having a good meal of meat buns and dumplings from the factory; children have worked hard for a year and are looking forward to tasting snacks during this Spring Festival.

You told me you don’t want to do it anymore?

If not for the fact that all the factories in the entire city of Beijing had been shut down.

Niu Gengshen must always go out with a cane.