In Wangdu's wooden factory, Xiang Du was cleaned in the factory after the work. Today he changed his position and was responsible for transporting wooden boards. The wood chips made from the wood on the lathe made him, and now he is full of itching.

He intends to clean his body with the water in the factory, wash his body with the water in the factory, and wash all the things sticky on his body.

Next to him, there were a few people was washing. They chatted with unique dialects and heard it to the Duki. It seemed to be a problem of layoffs.

The factory director of the wooden factory intends to hire another group of people like a strong strong, and further reduce expenses on the reduced expenses.

Several people complained that they have also been sure that they will be dismissed. Like the working age, it is not too long, the hands and feet are slower, and they have nothing to do with the boss. It is estimated that they will be cut off.

Xiang Du's cold, quickly rinse the body, put on a prepared clean clothes, and go home with those wet and cold old costumes.

That street will not walk anymore. Since that day, he rarely follows that road.

Back to the leased yard that broke the wealth, he looked at the strong room with curiosity. There were lights in the room, as if there were many people there, it was strange. No one came to this person in the past.

He came to his own house. There was a stone on the stone step in front of the door, and a letter was pressed under the stone.

He brought the stone to take out the letter and sat on the stone steps to see. The reason why he didn't enter is because the light in the room was too dark and it was not convenient to read.

The letter was sent by my own family, a small city from the southeast, and wrote a neighbor of his own family, a teacher who was in poor time.

The teacher always lamented that he had a lot of fate. He has been teaching to write to the children in the city. Occasionally, he writes a letter to people who do not write in the city to maintain the livelihood.

This teacher hopes that one day can be a teacher for noble families, so that it is not time to do it, and talent can be reflected.

Xiang Du knows how many words of a basket of baskets, starting from the first line.

Through the content of the letter, he can see that everyone in the family has something to say on it, greeting healthy, curious about Wangdu, and the thoughts of parents.

He wanted to share his family books with others. Looking around, except for the big strong family, the lights were still dark. These people were looking for food outside.

The letter finally mentioned that the money I sent in the past had been received. In addition, there were several jobs at home and asked if they were willing to come back.

The first is the warehouse administrator, a whole row of warehouses that manages the ship's terminal, work at night, monthly salary 15th Kuron.

The second copy is to be an assistant for someone. The whole family and even the city do not know what this person is doing, and the salary is not low. It is the same level as the management warehouse.

The last two copies are also the most optimistic of their parents. They are all good jobs in this era, one is a public security officer, and the other is a supervisor.

These two jobs are recruiting recently. Public security officers are bright and beautiful. Although they must be the bottom of the public security officer, it is also good. The salary is a bit less.

Regarding the supervisor, Xiang Du did not dare to think about it. It is difficult for ordinary free people to dye. The salary of this job is higher than that of security officers, and listening to people, the oil and water are sufficient.

Think about the current work again, which one in the letter is not better than now.

But he was not interested in a few jobs. He thought that he was so sorry for the boss who was sorry for the wood factories of others, so he didn't take these.

After reading the letter, he got up and entered the house, hung the wet clothes, and moved the sore bones, listening to the crackling of bones.

It is a good day for him today, because after a few days after shrinking clothes, it can be eaten normally today. Tomorrow is the day of expenditure. Today, I can let go of it.

When it is a pity for your bones.

I don't know how the old workers in the factory insist on. Anyway, he feels like a year every day. He basically does not speak at work. Occasionally he is unwilling to get up. Sometimes he thinks about going to work.

However, tomorrow will spend, let's do it yourself.

Living alone is to learn to find fun in suffering, such as a small wine after a day of hard work, a big meal after working for one month, all are good choices.

In fact, the most envious of the people who have been injured. I haven't come to work for a few days. Although there is no salary, it is good to have a few days of rest.

He made up his mind to go out, and the voice in the house of Dazhuang was a little bigger, like many people quarreling.

A quarrel here, I do n’t know how to do it. I suddenly remembered one thing. Tomorrow, the tax will be paid the day after tomorrow. The tax is not too high.

Their taxes will be handed over to the local law and order officer, and they will be sent to Beron's house. The family who once sells cats. After Bayon's family took money, he also had to get a certain proportion to serve as a state treasury.

This problem has been ignored for a long time, but now I think of it. I used to be in my own home. The money did not need to take it by itself. Some parents controlled it.

It's not easy to think about it. The old ones at home are added together. It takes half of the income and throw daily expenses. Basically, there is not much left.

Xiang Du shaking his head and throwing out the unnecessary thoughts. It is not necessary to think about it now. Let's talk about it.

At the entrance of the yard, those who played cards in the alley had long been scattered. He encountered great strong, and the two nodded their heads and passed by.

Looking back at the Du Dudu, Da Zhuang came back. Who are he in his family?

After Da Zhuang entered the yard, he looked around. Except for his house, other places were dark. He came to his house and gently burst into the door.

"Who?"

"It's me, strong."

This dialogue was heard by Xiang Du, and the doubt was deeper. How did my home this time like going to the house?

The door of the strong room opened, a man in a heavy cotton looked out, and then pulled Dazhuang into the house.

The lights in the room are dim, and for those who have income from Dazhuang, the dim light is also luxurious.

There are a total of six people in total, and there are seven Dazhuang, one sitting in front of the table, and the other standing.

"Okay, now people are all together."

The only one sitting said, he covered a cloak, his face was covered, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

He put one hand on the table, his sleeves, on the wrist, there was a black tattoo, a crow on the pattern, and the crow blocked the whole body with wings. Only the eyes without color were exposed.

In fact, all of them are covered. You have to say that this is a crow, and it is also possible to say that other birds.

Several other moves were doing the same movements, revealing the tattoo on the wrist, and the one of the strong tattoos was new. At first glance, his tattoos were new. After a closer look, you will find that there seems to be a new tattoo lower layer. There seems to be one.

The seven people's strange rituals ended and put away the arm uniformly.

The leader spread out a map of the same size as the table, and his fingers were painted outside the east side to the palace.

"The big boss has already heard clearly. Taihui's king and all ministers will follow this line without a detour in the middle."

"There should be a lot of people that day?" A person around Dazhuang reminded him carefully, "And in recent days, I have been doing exercises again. That battle is really not easy to start."

The leader laughed: "If it wasn't such a big fanfare, how do we know the route? Couples, we must have the consciousness of death. We only have this opportunity. If it fails, we want to wait for such an opportunity to encounter it for thousands of years."

"Delicate, we all know these. When you ordered the assassination of the aristocracy, there were already fellow citizens who paid life."

"Yeah, lead, we have such a determination, for the sake of career, personal life is not expected."

At this time, Dazhuang looked at the map and said, "Leading, I have a proposal."

The leader looked at the strong, and the other five people also looked at the strong.

"you say."

"The defense of the day must be strict. In addition to external starting, we can also do it internally."
Chapter completed!