Chen Mingluo instinctively shrank his neck. The roof of the warehouse was covered with thick beams. God knows what other dangerous items were placed on it? If something falls down again, it would be no good to hit him.

Seeing that the income of hundreds of thousands is about to be obtained, it is the time to be proud of the spring breeze. If you accidentally get hit into a vegetable, it will be completely inferior.

Chen Mingluo fumbled behind the gate, found the light rope, pulled it for a while but no response. It seemed that the lights in the warehouse were broken or there was no power supply here.

I heard Lao Bai talk about it when he was chatting with his father Chen Tongda. It seemed that the Municipal Grain and Oil Factory owed a lot of electricity bills from the Power Supply Bureau. Some time ago, the Power Supply Bureau came to ask for electricity bills for people, but there was no discussion about the situation, so he pulled the power switch in the factory.

During this period, the offices of the municipal grain and oil factory were all connected to the electricity for residents privately because the cost was a little cheaper than industrial electricity.

Thinking of the tragic situation of the grain and oil factory, Chen Mingluo couldn't help but shake his head, but he felt that they were not worthy of sympathy. Anyone who was willing to think of a way, and use his hands to make money with many ways, why are they so down and out like now? A large group of men are doing nothing, and sitting on the ground playing poker is very good? Taking advantage of this weather, going out to sell cold drinks is better than not getting much salary when they are working!

At this time, Chen Mingluo had been in the warehouse for a while, gradually adapting to the intensity of the light inside, and saw clearly what had fallen, but it was a rag bag, which looked the size of a book.

Chen Mingluo poked the rag bag with a stick, and confirmed that there was no harm. Then he used the stick to push the bag outside the door. When he looked carefully, he found that the bag was covered with a thick layer of dust and spider webs. He carefully picked the bag open with a stick and found that there were three hard-crusty notebooks inside.

Chen Mingluo suddenly felt a little disappointed and thought it was something valuable, but in the end it was just three notebooks. He was really disappointed. But when he thought about it, what good things could be found in such a broken place as a grain and oil factory? If it was something valuable, it wouldn't have been left here for so many years.

Judging from the dust indicated by the rag bag, this thing has been left for more than ten years.

Chen Mingluo picked up a notebook from the ground and patted the floating soil with his hand. He found that it was still very clean inside. There was a red star pattern on the hard skin of the notebook. When he opened the first page, he saw the printed quotes from Chairman Mao. I think this was a notebook printed in a special period.

Next, I turned over another page and found that it was full of diaries, and the first date was 1966.

When Chen Mingluo was about to take a closer look, the damn big mouse jumped out again and once again arrogantly crawled over his instep.

"Damn it! If you have a child, you can wait. I'll go borrow a cat now!" Chen Mingluo said furiously.

A mouse dared to despise him so much. Could it be that he became a spirit? Chen Mingluo found a scrap newspaper next to him, wrapped the three diary, locked the door of the warehouse, and then walked out.

On the way, I met Lao Bai, the secretary of the grain and oil factory, who was strolling in the yard. This guy was standing under the big sycamore tree in the yard and practicing Tai Chi. Every move was quite organized, and his breath was endless. It seemed that he had worshipped his master.

Seeing Chen Mingluo coming from the warehouse, Lao Bai stopped and slapped his body, then asked, "Come here so early, are you worried that the mouse will eat your candy?"

Chen Mingluo gestured and replied, "Uncle Bai, all the mice in your warehouse have become sperm! I just went in, and such a big mouse was shaking in front of me. Usually you are not a rat?!"

Lao Bai frowned and said, "Don't call me Uncle Bai. No matter how you sound like a white rat, just call me Uncle directly from now on." Then he said, "Where is the mood to kill rats now? Besides, no one will organize it, and even if it is organized, no one will respond. After the reform and opening up, everyone will look at money. Who has the time to deal with these monsters?"

"If you have time to play poker, don't have time to kill rats?" Chen Mingluo originally said that, but after thinking about it, he still held back and said nothing. This was not suitable for him.

Chen Mingluo waved his hand, turned his head and left. Lao Bai shouted from behind, "Hey, why did you leave? Don't leave! Do you want to learn a few Tai Chi tricks from uncle? I see that you have a unique skeleton and outstanding appearance. You are a martial arts genius who is rare in a century. The important task of carrying forward our Tai Chi in the future will be on you! Hey, you won't charge you tuition fees, so why do you run? Just a teacher!"

"I'll borrow two cats, Uncle Bai-" When Chen Mingluo finished speaking, the person was already outside the yard.

"This kid runs so fast--" Lao Bai smiled, then felt something was wrong and said unhappy, "Shan, this kid calls me Uncle Bai again, did he deliberately?"

While muttering, Lao Bai walked around the yard, kicked his legs, and patted his body with his hands for a while, then went out to buy fried dough sticks and soy milk, 25 cents a piece of fried dough sticks and 50 cents a bowl of soy milk, and one dollar solved the breakfast problem.

Chen Mingluo ran out all the way with a notebook wrapped in newspaper, and felt a little sweat on his head. He did not need to charge for learning Tai Chi in his heart, but if he wanted to worship a master, wouldn’t it be unhappy for himself? He was originally annoyed enough to be restrained by his parents at home. If there was another master equivalent to his parents, wouldn’t it be like pressing three mountains on his head? Such things are willing to do!

When I returned to my house downstairs, I saw Yang Yi waving to him, "Boss, why did you go out early in the morning? I've been looking for you twice!"

Chen Mingluo stopped, waited for Yang Yi to come, and then asked, "What are you looking for me in the early morning?"

"I'm also saying that three people drank yesterday, but you slipped away halfway. Maodan and I got too drunk. Maodan peed at the back window of the Red Star Store. He was seen by someone. He rushed over and beaten up, making his nose and swollen face. He is still hiding at home now." Yang Yi said with some complaints.
Chapter completed!