Li Dong didn't know that Huang Shengnan had his own ideas because of a few meals of meat, otherwise he would have been away from him. He was a serious person and what kind of woman he wanted, it would be enough for a real man to eat, drink and play.

"The movie is about to begin."

Li Dong asked Huang Xiaotian to make some new movies that are not usually released in the countryside early in the morning. It would be better to be a movie like Shanghegong. Not to mention that he really found a story about Wolong Lake, transforming paddy fields, and working at Shanggong to lead everyone to wealth.

This movie is rarely played in normal times. Most of the movies that go to the countryside are similar to tunnel wars, and there are very few new movies.

As soon as Wolong Lake was broadcast, everyone was attracted to their attention. The plot was very good. The main reason is that everyone is working on the river craftsman's unique sense of substitution, and they all watch it without looking at it.

The cheers were heard one after another, and it was Li Dong's first time watching it. Not to mention these old movies, it's really interesting.

After a movie was played, everyone was still unwilling to finish it. Huang Xiaotian gave face and played another movie. If it weren't for work tomorrow, everyone wouldn't want to leave after the second movie.

Li Dong and Han Weiguo and others sent Huang Xiaotian back to the city. On the way back, they picked up some peanuts. It was almost twelve:30 when they returned to the river bank.

The carriage was returned to the production team and told Deputy Captain Zhang Daming that Zhang Daming was in a good mood today and was so proud.

I don’t know how many people will discuss the two movies. This matter will definitely spread tomorrow. Zhang Daming, the deputy captain, will be envious of those guys when he holds a meeting in the future.

Zhang Daming was in a good mood and liked Li Dong so much that he wanted to work hard to transform Li Dong a few days ago. Now, who told him to transform Li Dong? Who is he anxious? What a good kid, he can write articles, can enter newspapers and magazines, and also knows the projectionist of the city projection team.

This kid is such a treasure. Li Dong was a little scared by Zhang Daming's eyes. His eyes were so warm. "Well, Uncle Zhang, the person has been sent, we're back to sleep."

"Okay, go back and have a good sleep. I'll give you half a day off tomorrow morning."

"Very good."

After half a day off, Han Weiguo and others were so excited that they returned to the shed and were still talking about this.

The few people benefited from it and spent a long time on the holiday. Li Dong washed up and put peanuts in a bag filled with canvas bags, and hung them on the rope on the side.

The next day, Li Dong had a good night's sleep. The river workers on the entire river embankment site were talking about yesterday's movies. They were all very energetic to work. A new movie was enough for everyone to discuss for three or five days, let alone two movies.

Exchange experience in watching movies is the best pastime in the past. So everyone can miss the movies. Once they communicate, they will close it. Not to mention that many young men and girls discuss and discuss and spark spark.

How noble is the spark of the movie? When I went back to get married, I gave birth to a doll and told the doll that my parents were connected by the movie, and it was a beautiful story.

It was already past ten o'clock when Li Dong got up, so he washed up and had lunch. Good guy, he waved to greet Li Dong regardless of whether Li Dong knew him or not. He is famous and famous, but he did not bring him a movie to a great deal.

Everyone knows that Li Dong is lazy and is lazy. He also writes articles to post newspapers and magazines to change everyone's ideas. Now he is loved by everyone by pulling the projection team. Not to mention, there are really a bold girl who is willing to pull a cart with Li Dong and push a cart.

It’s a pity that Li Dong is too serious and doesn’t even know how to stuff melon seeds and peanuts into other people’s pockets. Li Dong firmly disagrees with this. He is an experienced middle-aged man and will never admit that he is a novice in love.

"Brother Li, go quickly."

Li Dong, who had just put down his lunch box and was about to wash and rest, was startled by Han Weiguo when he ran in.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? I'm so anxious?"

"Zhang Zhuangzi, Zhang Crook, dug out a few jars in the mud, and everyone went to watch the fun."

"Zhang Crooker?"

Li Dong knew him and even bought his food. He wiped his mouth and ran out quickly.

"What jar?" Li Dong asked on the way, but Han Weiguo didn't know what jar.

“The colorful jar.”

Li Dongxin said that he was not digging out any treasures, but there were many people around here. Li Dong and Han Weiguo finally squeezed in, but when they saw that the three jars were not small.

"How is it?"

"Everyone doesn't understand very much."

Han Weidong whispered, "Brother Li, do you understand?"

Li Dongxin said that if he understood this, he would have made a fortune. "Don't you really understand, are there no words on it?"

"without."

Li Dong squatted down and looked at it for a long time. He knew a little blue and white jar, but he didn't have any money. I think it was not an official kiln or a folk one.

"Not a jar of pickled vegetables?"

"It's really not to say it."

Zhang Crook was very happy when he heard the pickled vegetables. "Then I'll take them home to pickle vegetables."

The Shanghe Worker had a small rule to dig out something and take it himself, of course, it would not leak out. Now Zhang Lazi dig out the Ming Dynasty's Daming, so why can't he take it back to pickle vegetables? Zhang Daming ran to find a known expert and came over and took a look.

"No model, ordinary porcelain jar."

The good guy glanced at it and left. It wasn't a baby, but it was a pickled jar. Li Dong muttered and found Zhang Lazi and spent 50 cents to buy three jars back to pickle home.

It’s good to wash, but it looks good. It just so happens that I have to pickle vegetables myself. Others have pickles, so it’s good to eat porridge. I don’t even have a jar. I have to pickle some rice.

Li Dong ordered some radish and wax dishes from Zhang Cuzi. Recently, Zhang Cuzi didn't have any food to sell vegetables in the city.

There are really a lot of vegetables in the vegetable garden at home. When Li Dong heard that it was very good, he bought it. Zhang Crook was going to take it back and sell it to the pickled jar. But he couldn't pickle the vegetables in his vegetable garden, so it was very good.

"Brother Li, why are you buying these old jars?"

"It's pretty, and it's cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperative."

Three cans have no lids, and pickled vegetables have to be crushed with stones. Han Weiguo felt it was a bit worth it if they spent more than one yuan. However, Li Dong thought it was okay, it was cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperative and was still blue and white. He thought it was a bit pickled with some baked cabbage and cured vegetables. If it wasn't enough, pickled some radish.

In the next few days, Li Dong received some small things from time to time, almost all of them dug out from the river. I don’t know who said that the writer likes to collect gadgets, and some young people became interested. The writers are rich, and the manuscript fees are about ten yuan at a time.

I don’t know how it was said that Li Dong can write about ten manuscripts in a month. This is just eighty or ninety yuan, and a thousand yuan a year, which makes more money than some people in the city. They are rich. When the young man dug up a strange gadget, he ran to Li Dong’s side.

Li Dong didn't understand the things, so he could only pay according to his size and weight. The big ones were three or five cents, and the small ones were a little cheaper. It cost more than ten yuan for ten days. Li Dong didn't care about it himself, but when the river work was over, he saw that the guy was full of garbage.

A snake-skin is full of everything, but there are not many things that Li Dong can understand. However, Li Dong thinks it looks pretty good and should not lose, but the others are 80% lost.

"If you don't care, it's only more than ten yuan."

After the river work, everyone was going to get rid of the guys and prepare to return to the village. Li Dong took the most effort. Not to mention the bedding, there were more basin towels for washing than others, let alone three or four pairs of shoes and a few sets of clothes. Fortunately, the guy has a bicycle, otherwise there would be more things to do than others moving, but what should I do?

Before Li Dong left, he gave some peanuts and melon seeds that he had been ripped in the past few days to Huang Shengnan. I don’t know what happened. Is Huang Shengnan sick recently? He didn’t eat much hot pot the day before yesterday.

"Do you want me to ride a bike to take you back?" Li Dong also thought that Huang Shengnan's thing was coming, so he cared about it.

"No, no, I'll take the bus."

"Okay, then I'll go back first. Come to my house to play. Xiaojuan misses you very much."

"Yeah," Huang Shengnan nodded in a low voice, and took a sneak peanuts.

Li Dong rode his bicycle out of the shack area and did not follow the Hanzhuang team.

"Writer Li, go back."

"Go back."

Along the way, I encountered many river workers walking back to the production team, carrying shovels, carrying bedding, or pushing wheelbarrows, and pulling chariots. The best thing is to ride a carriage, and only the brigade cadres on bicycles.

When Li Dong came before, everyone muttered behind his back, "This guy is a slutty boy, what kind of bicycle is an ordinary farmer buying?"

Now, it’s time for writers to ride bicycles, so we can’t follow our mud legs.

Back in Hanzhuang, as soon as Li Dong entered the village, a group of little kids gathered around him and shouted loudly. After a while, all the men, women, young and old in the village came.

"Li Wazi, I heard that when you go to the newspaper, do you still have to go to Beijing to meet the chairman?"

"What, Wu Mi, it's a Shanghai newspaper."

"Is that so? I thought I could go to see ***." Wu Mi's biggest wish in her life was to go to Beijing to see ***.

A few days ago, everyone heard that Li Dongcheng had a writer. Everyone didn’t know what a writer was. They only knew that they still had money to take in newspapers. The provincial capital and Shanghai were getting rid of it. Even when they went to Beijing to see the chairman came out.

Li Dongxin said good guy, but fortunately he came back early, otherwise he should go to see the US president one day.

"Everyone sit down."

Li Dong smiled and asked everyone to sit down, took out the newspapers, magazines, newspapers and magazines, which were a little old. There was no way, and they were borrowed to read every day.

"We have Wenquxing in Hanzhuang."

Master Liu twitched a mouthful of dry cigarettes, knocked the magazine in his hand with the tobacco pole, and slapped his thighs with his other hand. Li Dong's mouth twitched, it's hard to say that you've always taken it down.

As for the Wenquxing mentioned by Liu Ye, forget it, Li Dong himself knows his family affairs and imitates the articles. Of course, he must be a literary genius, otherwise he can even imitate and write in newspapers. In the past few days, Li Dong has been through various self-hypnosis and has once again determined that he is a literary genius.

The newspapers and magazines were circulated among the crowd. Except for Han Weihe who read them carefully, the others were more touching newspapers, magazines, and what they wrote. They didn't know anything. Han Weihe was arrested and the strong man read the articles for everyone.

Li Dong has always been embarrassed to do this. After all, he is a little embarrassed to read the articles he wrote. It took a lot of fun before everyone dispersed. Li Dong had just cleaned up the bedding and Xiaojuan was back.

The little girl took out a certificate, took out a few dollars and handed it to Li Dong. Li Dong took a look.

"Okay, 85th place, not bad." Xiaojuan entered the top 100 in the exam and was rewarded with money. The little girl was happy for several days. She didn't wait for Li Dong to come back and immediately took it out to present the treasure.

"What's the matter? Didn't you hear Zhuangzi say this?"

Li Dong was puzzled. The village went to several families to deliver clothes these days, but I didn’t hear about this. After asking, I found out that Xiaojuan didn’t let Han Weihe and others say that she wanted to give Li Dong a surprise when she won the award.

“It was so surprising.”

"Dad makes delicious food for you later."

Li Dong is really happy. It’s a good thing. I will promote it well tomorrow. My daughter knows that she has made money. At the beginning, she sent the girl to school. Many people in the village said behind her back that she doesn’t care, but Xiaojuan didn’t sleep well for several nights and was crying.

Li Dong didn't cook too much at night, stir-fried bacon with peppers, stir-fried eels, a beef hotpot, all with meat and vegetables. Celebrate it well. Li Dong also drank some wine and rested in the next few days, so he would not be afraid of drinking too much.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Who was it this morning? When Li Dong opened the door, he saw that it was Han Xiaohao. This kid was sneaky. Li Dong shivered, not because he caught something again. "Xiao Hei, what have you pierced? Isn't it a red-headed ghost again?"

Han Xiaohao nodded and shook his head closely. Fortunately, no, Li Dong described some red-crowned cranes again. Han Xiaohao shook his head slightly again. Li Dong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not red-crowned cranes.

"It's not a little tiger, right?"
Chapter completed!