Beautiful beauties in the 80s courtyard

Chapter 449 Corn Leaf Crafts
Because of this instruction, the members of the poorest brigade in Manshan Commune have been walking with extra energy these past few days.

Captain Jiang didn't want to talk to Lu Qiaoge directly, but he kept glancing into the room, his ears perked up, eager to hear what Director Lu had to say...

At this moment, Lu Qiaoge was looking at Zhao Xiaoman, who was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket. Her eyebrows were like willow leaves and her eyes were like stars. She was really beautiful.

Zhao Xiaoman clenched her hands, feeling a little shy and nervous. She said, "Um... Director Lu, you're here. Thank you, thank you."

"I'm just here to watch the fun, no need to thank me. This is a token of our appreciation from the neighborhood committee. This is a blanket that everyone chipped in to buy, and the rest are all here. I've put them on your kang (heated brick bed) for you."

Lu Qiaoge, Chen Zhi, and the other two brought in the items and placed them on the kang (a heated brick bed) while introducing them.

Zhao Xiaoman was at a loss for words.

Lu Qiaoge pointed to the items on the kang cabinet and asked, "Are these the handicrafts you wove from corn husks?"

Zhao Xiaoman said shyly, "They're just some small items, some I made before, and some I figured out in the last couple of days. I wouldn't dare call them handicrafts, they're just... just..."

It's just that I don't really know how to say it.

Lu Qiaoge smiled, but looked at each one very carefully. She had to admit that, whether it was from the past or the present, even if it was just made up, it was exquisite and beautiful.

This was something she made up within the scope of what she could think of and what she had access to.

There are cushions, futons, coasters, fans, handbags, as well as sugar bowls and a pair of vases with lotus flowers and leaves made of corn husks. Although they are not as fresh as real lotus flowers, they have a unique artistic conception.

What surprised Lu Qiaoge was a corn cob that was so realistic it was hard to believe.

At first glance, I really thought it was a corn cob placed next to it.

When Lu Qiaoge received it, she was genuinely shocked. She turned to look at Zhao Xiaoman sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed): "Did you also weave this corn from corn husks?"

Zhao Xiaoman nodded and said softly, "It's made with corn cobs, and they're completely dried. I was just making it for fun."

"This is great, really great!" Lu Qiaoge praised sincerely.

What Zhao Xiaoman referred to as corn cob is actually the corn cob.

In rural areas, it can be crushed and used as pig feed.

At this moment, some elderly people from the village heard the news and came over.

Shao Le, who was talking to Qin Hengzhi outside, also entered the house.

In front of everyone, he took out 50 yuan and handed it to Zhao Xiaoman, saying, "Your brother Yonggang has a special task today and needs to work overtime to complete it. He might not be able to get leave, so he asked me to give you this money. He said he hopes you live a good life and that things will get better for you."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoman's eyes welled up with tears.

Zhao Xiaomei, who was standing next to her, was very clever. She took the money and stuffed it into her sister's hand.

Shao Le had visited the Zhao family several times. In the past, when Old Man Zhao was at home, the atmosphere inside and outside the house was oppressive and suffocating.

Moreover, the smell inside the house was extremely unpleasant.

But now, even though nothing has been added, it feels clean and clear.

Even the timid Zhao Xiaomei dared to look up at him.

Shao Le smiled at her, thinking to herself that Zhao Laolaizi was a real menace and she should think of a way to make him stay in there for a few more years.

He then introduced Chen Zhi to them.

Xiaoman called out, "Sister-in-law Shao Le..."

The other two shouted the same thing.

Shao Le smiled and asked, "Is there anything else I can do?"

Zhao Xiaomei finally mustered up her courage: "Then...then Brother Shao Le, can you...can you get married on my back?"

People of this era, apart from soldiers who are in relatively good physical condition, are generally thin. Even those with thick hair are still quite thin.

I don't know if Shao Le can carry it.

Shao Le nodded and said, "Okay, I'll carry it." Zhao Xiaoman lowered her head and wiped away her tears.

At this moment, the jeep that had caught up also stopped next to Qin Hengzhi's jeep.

Shao Yonggang led his two children toward the Zhao family's house.

The two children were born in Wagouzi Brigade.

Although she had adapted to city life, upon arriving at Wagouzi Brigade, where she had lived for several years, she immediately broke free from Shao Yonggang's hand upon seeing her familiar friends.

Before they arrived, Grandma put candy in the pockets of their cotton-padded coats.

Little Bean cried out in the cold wind, "Doggy, Doggy, come quick! I have candy here! Erdan, Erdan, where are you? I miss you!"

Shao Yonggang's tense expression relaxed considerably. He said to his father, who was driving, "Dad, do you want to get out?"

Mr. Shao thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

He got out of the car as well. It was a car borrowed from his workplace, and it wasn't convenient to ask someone else to be the driver. Luckily, he could drive, so he brought his son over.

Otherwise, seeing him so restless at home makes me feel uneasy.

The Zhao family's children are alright; they're not the type to take advantage of others.

They are very sensible and know how to behave properly.

He neither tried to persuade nor stopped them; he simply let things take their course.

This was not the first time Shao's father had come to the countryside, and he knew what life was like there.

He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Yonggang, you've suffered all these years."

Shao Yonggang shook his head: "Dad, let's not talk about the past."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it."

He changed the subject: "This car belongs to Qin Hengzhi, he should be here too."

The father and son quickened their pace and soon arrived at the Zhao family's house.

Captain Jiang was surprised to see two more people arrive, one of whom was a familiar face: Shao Yonggang, who had grown up, settled down, and built his career here.

The other one... well, you know, his eyebrows and eyes look somewhat like Yonggang's.

This should be Shao Yonggang's biological father.

He looks like a high-ranking official in the city.

Captain Jiang sighed inwardly.

Qin Hengzhi took the initiative to introduce them. Then he nodded gently to Shao Yonggang.

At this moment, Grandma Gouwa in the house glanced at Zhao Xiaoman and said, "You always say your mother is bad. If your mother is bad, you should thank her for switching your older brother and Zhao Yonggang back then. Look, look, you have two more brothers now. Where else in the world can you find such a good thing?"

The old lady had a loud voice, and when Shao Yonggang in the yard heard it, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Zhao Xiaoman's face darkened.

This is the kind of thing she hates to hear the most.

It seems like she has gained an older brother.

But what is the price?
How could I possibly let her thank that foolish and weak mother?
Lu Qiaoge, who was examining the corn leaf handicrafts, also looked at the old lady who had spoken.

At this moment, Shao Le stood aside, and before he could speak, the old lady of Gouwa said, "Shao Le, you too, ever since you recognized your ancestors, I've never heard you say a good word about your mother. You should thank your mother."

Without your mother, would you have such a good life now?

"You might end up like these young men in the village, growing up farming, toiling in the fields from dawn till dusk. Dreaming of being a factory worker? Keep dreaming!"