My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 211 understands, but only a tiny bit.

The brigade members lined up like they were at a communal meal, taking turns to fetch their food.

There was a greedy fellow who couldn’t wait for the heat to subside, scooped up a big chunk of meat, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Oh, how fragrant...

Tears fell from the eyes of the big and tall man.

Although it might seem exaggerated, it was indeed so.

What was most important was that he was not the only one.

Tears streamed down as he grinned from ear to ear.

Pair after pair of clear and simple eyes were washed by tears, shining brighter than pearls.

They were filled with satisfaction and gratitude for the food.

It was Wang Xuemei who served Lin Tang her meal.

The woman unshakingly ladled a full bowl of vegetables for Lin Tang.

"Tangtang, eat more, it’s a rare opportunity, you might need good luck to taste it again," Wang Xuemei half-joked.

Wild pigs were not something you could just come across at any time.

Lin Tang responded with a smile, "...Thank you, Auntie Wang."

The pig-killing dish included vermicelli, cabbage, radishes, spinach... basically, any vegetable the village had was thrown into the mix.

After tasting a spoonful, Lin Tang’s eyes lit up suddenly.

It was a flavor from her memory.

Back then, eating this would make her insanely satisfied.

Lin Lu and his three sons queued up to fill their bowls with food and, as usual, hurried over to join Lin Tang.

"Tangtang, do you have enough to eat? If not, your dad (brother) can share some with you?"

Four burly men surrounded the young girl, fearful she wouldn’t have enough.

This scene made the girls in the village of the same age as Lin Tang incredibly envious. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

When they glanced over at their own fathers, who were devouring their meals, the meat in the girls’ bowls suddenly lost its appeal.

How infuriating!

The same people, but such different fates.

After finishing the pig-killing feast and cleaning up, the bustle quickly returned to tranquility.

The Lin Family received ten pounds of pork and some bones, which Li Xiuli had Lin Qingshui take two pounds of meat and one pound of bones to her father-in-law’s family.

Another two pounds were sent to Lin Anan in the county.

The rest of it was processed into oil, fried, or eaten as arranged.

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The next day.

Lin Tang had to return to the factory for work, while Lin Qingmu, with his letter of introduction, went to learn to drive at the county transport team.

Ning Xinrou and Lin Xiaojing, following the instructions and time specified on the letter of introduction, went to check in and also took care of their food ration transfer before starting work.

As soon as Lin Tang arrived at the factory, Qin Suqing grabbed her hand.

"Tangtang, it’s urgent, we need your help with something!"

Lin Tang looked puzzled, "What’s up?"

Qin Suqing held a piece of paper with foreign writing on it, which to the uninitiated, looked no different from a series of inexplicable symbols.

"You understand F language, right?" she passed the paper over.

As she asked this, Qin Suqing had a sliver of confidence in her hunch.

During their school days, she had seen Tangtang holding a book that seemed to be about learning F language.

At that time, she didn’t know it was F language. However, when she saw the bizarre characters in the instruction manual at home, her memory unlocked.

Lin Tang’s eyes narrowed in suspicion, "...How did you know I understand it?"

In her previous life, she had learned several languages.

At this point in time, nobody here should know about that.

Thinking she had guessed correctly, Qin Suqing’s eyebrows quirked up with joy.

"One day at school, I accidentally bumped into you, the book you were holding fell, and I saw the characters on it. Yesterday, when I saw those weird characters at my dad’s place, I remembered," she explained.

Qin Minsheng had been worrying about the installation and operation of a batch of new machinery.

Since no one was able to understand the instruction manual, the situation was becoming desperate.

He had even considered going to the Provincial City’s newspaper office in search of a translator.

Qin Suqing claimed she had a way and suggested waiting another day.

Figuring a day or two wouldn’t make much difference, Qin Minsheng agreed.

Qin Suqing had come to see Lin Tang about translating the machinery manual.

Time had passed for so long that Lin Tang could hardly remember what Qin Suqing had said.

She hadn’t intended to use her foreign language skills.

With one sentence from Qin Suqing, Lin Tang suddenly felt capable again.

"Oh! I indeed know some," she asked, "why do you ask?"

Qin Suqing pointed at the paper in her hand, her tone veiled with excitement.

"Can you translate the words on this?"

Lin Tang glanced over it and realized it only contained fragments of content, as if a tiny part was randomly plucked from a whole.

Without asking further, she said, "Thread guide plate rules for the same row of spindles, 1, 3, 5, 7, 9 for the front row of tubes..."

It was a jumble of terms, leaving Qin Suqing completely befuddled.

But seeing that her best friend truly understood, she dragged Lin Tang towards the workshop.

"Tangtang, it’s urgent, I won’t get into details now, let’s talk once we get there."

Lin Tang agreed and followed her in a run.

About five minutes later, the two arrived at a workshop.

Inside were a group of people dressed as technicians.

There were those with graying hair.

There were middle-aged men with bald spots.

And there were young people with clear and steadfast gazes.

Qin Minsheng was discussing the installation of new machinery with the factory technicians.

Seeing Qin Suqing bring Lin Tang, he unusually frowned.

"Ridiculous!"

"Why are you here instead of at your own posts during work hours?"

Qin Suqing wasn’t afraid of her father but felt a bit sorry for Tangtang, who was scolded out of the blue.

The young girl’s lips protruded in protest, dissatisfied.

"Dad, don’t be so loud. Tangtang is here to help you with translation. If you don’t appreciate it, then fine, but why be so fierce?"

Qin Minsheng was always one to catch the important points. Hearing that Lin Tang came to help translate, his spirit was instantly lifted.

"Oh? Comrade Lin Tang also knows F Language?"

Lin Tang was composed, with a smile on her face that was just right, "A little bit!"

As far as Suqing knew, that’s all she should know.

And it was a mute kind of knowing.

Finding someone who knew foreign languages was rare, so Qin Minsheng’s eyes lit up hearing she knew some.

"How does Comrade Lin know F Language?" As he spoke, he caressed the equipment manual, then passed it over, asking, "...if you were to translate while looking at it, could you do it?"

Qin Minsheng thought there was no other option, so why not let Lin Tang give it a try.

If it worked out, even better.

If not, he would go to the Provincial City to find someone to translate.

Lin Tang did not answer immediately but looked over the manual.

At first, her expression was relaxed.

But as time passed, she appeared troubled.

This made everyone on-site feel anxious.

"I can give it a try."

"However, there are many technical terms here, and I might need to look them up and verify them, so it probably won’t be very quick," Lin Tang replied.

In reality, her linguistic talent was strong, anchored by a solid foundation from that world of advanced information.

For her, these things were not particularly challenging.

However, to stay in character, Lin Tang spoke cautiously.

As expected.

Upon hearing her words, the investigative look in Qin Minsheng’s eyes immediately faded.

"Then I’ll leave it to you! I’ll talk to your director, and you can focus on this for the next few days."

Naturally, Lin Tang agreed.

The technicians in the workshop, seeing her so young, were not very reassured.

"Director Qin, this young lady... are you sure you want to entrust such an important matter to her?" a middle-aged technician said, knitting his brows.

He was a level eight technician in the factory, and his word carried weight.

As he spoke, others also started to chime in.