The heavy snow that had been falling all day and night stopped.
Snow accumulates on the roofs, doorways, and streets.
As soon as the sky dawned, every household took shovels, brooms and other tools and began to sweep the snow in front of their doors and clear the thick snow on the eaves, otherwise it would not be worth it to collapse the roof.
The Zhou family is already clearing away the snow.
"Slow down, slow down, be careful of falling." In the small courtyard, Li Suhua looked up at Qian Wen who was sweeping snow from the eaves with a tool, and shouted worriedly, this fall was not just for talk.
Qian Wen, who was a master of martial arts, kept steady steps on his horse, and swished the snow plowing tool in his hand a few times. A large amount of snow fell from the roof and fell into the small courtyard and behind the house.
"You should go back to the house quickly. I can be alone. Don't freeze." Qian Wen was clearing the snow and shouted to Li Suhua below.
Li Suhua took a shovel and was building up a pile of snow.
One of the two told them to be careful and the other asked to go back to the house, but neither one could convince the other.
Qian Wen wanted to finish cleaning up the house early, and wanted to go to Zheng Juan's place. They were a family of three, one old and one small. The house at home was not as good as the Zhou family built by Zhou's father, and they didn't know what happened.
It's snowing heavily and I don't feel reassured if I don't check to see if something happened to the house.
Li Suhua's idea was simple. Two people are better than one. Besides, who hasn't suffered through hardships when they were young? This little snow has seen a lot. Why go back to the house to rest and don't freeze? What a fuss, young man?
How old you are is none of your business.
Qian Wen greeted Zhou's mother a few more words, but seeing that it was of no use, he stopped talking and immersed himself in clearing the snow. He had to go to the lumber factory to report on the first of the month today, so there was no time for him to delay.
After the roof was processed, I took a closer look at the roof. There was no problem. It was very strong. The house built by Father Zhou was still in good condition.
Then I picked up a shovel and started cleaning the yard, in front of the door, and on the way to the public toilets, and there was snow on the way to fetch water.
While Li Suhua was stunned, Qian Wen held the shovel in his hand repeatedly, and with the sound of the clattering snow and the shovel, he was more than five times faster than the others, and one session was better than six sessions.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, the snow disappeared little by little and stood where it should appear.
After cleaning everything, Qian Wen also pushed a snowman to the door of his courtyard to look after the courtyard.
"Kun'er, when did you become so nimble with your hands and feet?" Li Suhua held a big broom in his hand and looked at the cleaned courtyard and the door of his house. Some didn't believe his eyes. Looking at their house, they saw that they were all a family.
, and now less than half of it has been cleaned up.
The most important thing is that the third child in her family used to hate working the most. She was usually naughty and dilly-dallying when working, and she would delay it for a while. Today... it really refreshed the memories in her mind.
Qian Wen clapped his hands, put away the tools on his hands, patted the scattered snow that had just fallen on his body, went into the house, bit a piece of cornbread, and went out, "I'll go out for a while. If I want to catch up, the National Day is here, you let them
Wait me a moment."
"No, why are you going? I'm going to eat now and report to the unit.
We can't delay reporting on this first day." Li Suhua chased to the door and shouted while watching Qian Wen hurriedly go out.
"Be back soon." Qian Wen waved his hand without looking back.
At this moment, two young men walked up to the intersection, holding shovels in their hands. They met Qian Wenzheng across from them and asked curiously, "Kun'er, where are you going? I don't need to shovel the snow at home. Your roof will collapse."
The person who was talking was Sun Qianchao, who was joking. He had a smile on his face, he was very familiar with him, and his tone was a bit silly.
"Bingkun, Qianchao and I are here to help you.
It's just your aunt and you who work slowly." Xiao Guoqing raised the shovel he brought with him and said straightforwardly.
This is because his family members have few hands, and they are afraid that he will not be able to deal with the snow before going to work. You must know that the snow this time is almost up to his knees, and it will be very troublesome to deal with it. If Qian Wen does not have a lot of physical strength and huge strength, it will be difficult to deal with it.
I have been working hard and have just started to deal with the small courtyard.
Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing, Zhou Bingkun's childhood friend and very good friend, were assigned positions this time, and like Qian Wen, they were assigned to the lumber factory.
In the play, the three of them also work in a lumber factory, and they are all feeders.
"Have you two finished cleaning up your house? Is the roof okay?" Qian Wen bit the hard bits of the dough head, stopped and looked at the two of them and asked.
"No, the snow is too thick, please clear it slowly.
Yesterday, the snow fell so heavily that I hardly had much rest throughout the day. The family took turns clearing the snow from the roof, cleaning it as it fell, for fear that the roof would collapse.
But it’s okay, it’s nothing serious.” Qianchao said.
Qian Wen nodded. It was similar to his family. Yesterday, Zhou's mother also had to clean the roof under heavy snow. He was afraid that the house would collapse, so he stopped her and climbed a ladder to sweep away the snow.
"Eh~ Bingkun, your snow boy?" Xiao Guoqing took a casual look and was stunned when he saw their small yard was clean and there was a little snowman at the door.
Is this all cleaned up?
"I also……"
Just as Qian Wen opened his mouth, he was interrupted by someone.
"Brother Bingkun, catch up, National Day~" Qiao Chunyan also came, holding a big broom in her arms.
Qian Wen looked at the three of them and said, well, his family really has no shortage of labor.
After chatting with the three of them for a while, he told them to go inside quickly and wait for the steaming steamed buns. After breakfast, he muttered a few words and walked towards Taiping Hutong.
Now, not long after people got up, they were temporarily cleaning the small courtyards of their homes. Before the doorstep could be cleaned, Qian Wen was walking on the road in the alley, stepping on the snow that was almost up to his knees, and the rain boots on his feet made a crunching sound.
It was snowing all the way, and when we arrived at Zheng Juan's house, we saw the three members of Zheng Juan's family dealing with the snow in the yard.
There was quite a lot of snow on the roof, and Zheng Juan was climbing the wooden ladder and leaning forward with a broom to sweep away the snow.
"Guangming, please hide." Under the wooden ladder, Guangming held on to the ladder tightly and did what he could.
Even if the scattered snow drifted down to his neck, he would just shrink his neck, shake his head, and chuckle, "It's okay, sister, be careful."
Zheng's mother was holding a shovel, bending over and shoveling the snow outside.
Suddenly a hand snatched the shovel from her hand, and at the moment of her shock, Qian Wen was clearing away the snow in their small yard like a bulldozer.
"Juan'er, step on the ladder firmly. If there's a place you can't reach, just leave it alone. I'll come later. Don't fall." Qian Wen's voice appeared in the Zheng family courtyard.
Zheng Juan was stunned for a moment, Guangming was stunned for a moment, and Zheng's mother looked at Qian Wen who suddenly appeared.
Last night Qian Wen sent Zheng Juan home, and they both heard and saw it. Zheng Juan also told her family when she came back and knew that they were in a relationship.
Somewhat surprising, but not surprising.
As for the target, it's normal to come and help when something happens at home, but yesterday I heard from Zheng Juan that the other party was going to report to the work today. It was the first day, and he came not long after dawn. Did he abandon the family and run here?
"Why are you here?" Zheng Juan, who was on the wooden ladder, heard the sound and turned around hurriedly.
"Be careful and step firmly.
I'm here to clear the snow." Qian Wen raised his arm and put down the shovel, quickly clearing a path at the door.
Zheng Juan put the broom on the roof and walked down slowly, "Guangming, sister is coming down. Don't move. Be careful of stepping on you."
"I know, sister." Guangming said, his eyes wide open in confusion, and his hand on the wooden ladder tightened a little more.
Zheng Juan came down and immediately patted the snow on Guangming's body and said reproachfully, "I told you to stay in the house. What if you fall?"
Guangming smiled, changed the subject and said, "Sister, I'm fine, please take a look at Brother Bingkun."
Yesterday, when sending Zheng Juan home, Qian Wen introduced himself and got acquainted with Guangming and Zheng's mother.
He also stated that the two of them are in a relationship, that he sincerely loves Zheng Juan, and hopes that they can support her.
Of course Zheng's mother supported it. When Qian Wen reported his family status on the fourth day, she went to Guangzi Film without Zheng Juan's knowledge and inquired about Lao Zhou's family. She was so satisfied that the family background was so good.
The old Zhou family of Guangzi Pian had a good reputation, and Zhou Bingkun was a son who stayed in the city and had a job. She was afraid that Juan'er would be disliked, so how could she be dissatisfied.
She is getting old and can hardly work anymore. Now she just wants to have a good life for her two children at home.
Guangming was noticed by the abbot of Beituo Temple, who said he had wisdom and was willing to accept him as his disciple. She felt relieved that in this era, it would be fine if she didn't starve to death. There weren't so many choices.
This time I left my daughter behind. I originally wanted my daughter to jump in the queue, but it was a bit hard, but it was not controlled and distributed by the superiors. No matter how hard I said it, I would not starve to death. I was worse off than not having a city registered permanent residence.
, staying in Taiping Hutong, with no hope?
But my daughter is sensible and filial, and she is afraid that if she leaves, she and Guangming will not have a good life, so she insists on avoiding the staff of the street office and staying to take care of them.
She was feeling pity in her heart every day, and when Bu Qian Wen appeared, she suddenly felt hope in her heart. She didn't need to live a good life herself, she just wanted her two miserable children to stop suffering.
Seeing Qian Wen coming, she didn't move forward, but took Guangming's hand to make room for Qian Wen and Zheng Juan.
It wasn't that she was in a rush and didn't care about her daughter, but that their family background was poor, they were all a drag, and they didn't have a city registered permanent residence, so they really weren't qualified to choose. She was really happy that there was such a good young man who liked her Jiajuan.
Besides, the other party seems to be sincere and sincere. He has sent such beautiful wood carvings for six days in a row. It seems that he really likes their Juan'er. What reason does she have to stop her?
As long as Juan'er likes him if he is a nice person, she will also like him and be happy.
Zheng Juan walked up to Qian Wen and pulled his arm. Qian Wen stopped what he was doing and turned around, "What's going on?"
"Why are you here? Aren't you at work today?
The snow at home hasn't been dealt with yet. Go back quickly. It's important at home.
It's snowy today and I can't get out of the stall, so I just need to take my time and don't be in a hurry." Zheng Juan said, bending down for Qian Wen to pat the snow off his trouser legs, which was all picked up when he first arrived.
Qian Wen smiled when he saw this. Although his movements were simple, he looked heartwarming and said, "Look at my nimble movements.
The house has been cleaned up long ago, and I got up at dawn to clean the yard.
If you feel sorry for me, just give me two hotties, I haven't eaten yet."
Qian Wen said, stroking the snow on Zheng Juan's forehead, then put on his gloves again and started shoveling the snow and cleaning the aisle.
"Why did you come here without eating? You still have to go to work. You have to go to work early in the morning.
I'll heat up some food for you. Stop shoveling and come with me into the house to warm yourself up." After saying that, Zheng Juan took his arm and pulled him forcefully into the house.
As soon as Qian Wen exerted his strength, Zheng Juan couldn't resist and rolled into his arms. She lowered her head, their noses rubbed together intimately, and threatened, "Hurry up and heat up some food for me, or I'll kiss you."
Zheng Juan leaned obediently in Qian Wen's arms, blushed as she listened to the words, lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Then don't be tired, don't be in a hurry, I'll just take my time."
Zheng Juan, a little girl, has a very thin face. Besides, she is secretly stalking the two of them behind her. How dare she let Qian Wen mess around.
Qian Wen did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but let go of the blushing Zheng Juan. She has a long time to come and is not in a hurry for this moment.
Zheng Juan hurried back to heat up the meal.
Qian Wen smiled and started shoveling the snow again to clear the road.
In less than a minute, Guangming walked over cautiously and gropingly, "Brother Bingkun, drink some water."
Looking at the steaming hot water in the enamel cup, Qian Wen took off his gloves and took it, "Thank you Guangming, I'm really thirsty."
Guangming seemed to have thought of something and said hurriedly, "This water glass belongs to my sister."
Qian Wen was stunned for a moment, then realized what it meant.
Such a careful little guy, just like in the play. Mother Zheng’s kindness has cultivated two better children.
Without saying anything more on this issue, Qian Wen drank a few sips of water generously, supported Guangming back to the house, and smiled at Zheng's mother, who was sweeping the snow with a broom and doing what she could, said hello, and continued to clean up.
The Zheng family is covered in snow.
Shovel after shovel, the snow that others had struggled to accumulate was nothing in his hands. Soon there was snow in the yard and at the door, and he even cleared it a little further away.
Mother Zheng looked at it and blinked, not believing her eyes. This was so neat and quick.
But then she thought again. This quick movement showed considerable strength. If her daughter and the other party were to get angry or have a conflict in the future, she would not worry about her Juan'er making trouble unreasonably. Their Juan'er was kind-hearted.
He is very sensible, but he is afraid of the other party...
As a parent, Mother Zheng will inevitably worry and overthink her children.
In the small courtyard, the front door was cleaned up. Qian Wen stretched and smiled with Zheng Juan, who glanced at him from time to time. They climbed up the wooden ladder to clear the snow from the roof.
Zheng Juan ran out of the house in a hurry, holding on to the wooden ladder for fear of falling and throwing him.
After cleaning the roof, Qian Wen frowned a little, as some areas were exposed. The Zheng family was really no better off than the Zhou family, and this house looked like a makeshift place to live in.
"Juan'er, do you have clay, linoleum, or wooden boards at home? There are a few holes in the roof. I'll patch them up for you." Qian Wen looked at his feet and said.
"Yes, but we don't have much linoleum felt." Zheng Juan said, and then asked Zheng's mother to get it.
There was a snow leak last night, but the hole was not big. I planned to patch it up after clearing the snow today.
It was cold, so I had trouble getting everything done, but I managed to make up for it, but as soon as I did this, time flew by. I originally planned to have a meal at Zheng Juan's house, but now I can't.
"Juan'er, I'm leaving now. I have to report to work later." Qian Wen washed the dirt on his hands and patted the dust on his body.
"You must be tired. I have been busy since I came here, and now I am in a hurry. I don't even have time to take a break." Zheng Juan pouted slightly and looked at him.
"Give me a wowotou." Qian Wen smiled.
Qian Wen left, and Zheng Juan followed him to see him off.
"This young man is nice and has a good heart." Zheng's mother said as she looked at the clean courtyard, the patched roof, and the light beside her.
"Just be good to my sister." Guangming responded.
When the two of them reached the intersection, Zheng Juan kept her head lowered, as if she had something to say, but it was still vague.
Qian Wen swallowed the hot steamed bun in his hand. Seeing her like this, his eyes rolled, he grabbed his neck with both hands, and looked like he was choking, uh uh uh~
Zheng Juan, who was looking down and thinking about something, was startled and hurriedly patted him on the back. Qian Wen took the opportunity to grab her little hand, held it in his hand, and said intimately, "What do you want to say to me?"
Seeing that he was teasing her, Zheng Juan gave him a beautiful look, then frowned her beautiful eyebrows, lowered her head and whispered, "You have also seen that today is the real situation of my family, and it may be even worse.
We're really not suitable.
You can find someone better, I don't deserve it."
As Zheng Juan spoke, her voice became deeper and deeper, but her words were clear, but she felt inferior.
It turns out that it was because of this that Qian Wen was confused. He said everything was going well, but he was a little unhappy. Didn't the house have been sorted out?
Lifting Zheng Juan's chin, Qian Wen kissed her fiercely and domineeringly.
Sometimes a woman shouldn't be too used to it. You have to use your actions to tell him who is the boss and who he should listen to.
After teaching the misbehaving Zheng Juan a lesson, she almost suffocated and gave her a taste of ancient torture. Qian Wen asked Zheng Juan, who was full of peach blossoms, to look into his eyes and said domineeringly, "I've stamped you.
It's mine, if you dare to say these things that make me unhappy.
Next time, it will be even more cruel than this!"
Sweet and domineering, her boyfriend was extremely powerful. Zheng Juan gave him a shy slap, not to mention that it was not easy just now, she mustered up the courage, and she had been thinking for a long time.
At the same time, she understood Qian Wen's feelings for her better. She bumped her little head cutely against Qian Wen's chest and whispered, "Are you not in a hurry to report to the unit?"
Qian Wen was in a hurry. If he didn't leave, it would be too late. "It's really too late. I'll leave first. I'll see you when I have time."
Zheng Juan looked at Qian Wen running away with a smile, feeling sweet in her heart. She couldn't explain the reason, but she just knew that she was very happy.
Qian Wen ran all the way, and the snow on the road had basically been cleared away, but the road condition was always bad, and it became muddy after just a while.
When Qian Wen rushed home, he caught up with him at the entrance of the courtyard. National Day was pushing his bicycle and waiting for him. Qiao Chunyan was no longer there. She probably couldn't wait for him to go to work.
"Why did you go?
It snowed yesterday, and I don’t know if the road is easy to walk on. I have to rush in early instead of late. Do you want to be late on the first day and leave an impression on the factory leaders?" Qianchao said.
He wanted to say something on National Day, but Qian Wen stretched out his hand and said, "My fault, my fault, just wait for me and I'll come out right away."
Li Suhua also heard the sound and came out of the house, "Kun'er, you..."
Qian Wen jumped into the room and said, "I'll change my clothes first, and mom will serve me a bowl of porridge. I haven't eaten yet."
"I was running around day after day. I used to tell my mother where I was going, but now that I'm here, I didn't say a word and just said I had something to do.
Mom thought you were sensible, but now it seems you are not as good as before.
Kun'er, let me tell you, you can't do this when you go to work..." Zhou's mother was talking in the living room while serving hot porridge. At this time, National Day also walked in.
Qian Wen changed his clothes, patted his rain boots at the door, and put them on again. Zhou's mother was still nagging beside him, asking him to be obedient and not to cause trouble when he went to work. He was still a child and looked worried.
The porridge was warm. Qian Wen finished it in a few sips, winked at the two men, and hurried away, pushing his bicycle out.
"The hat was thrown away." Li Suhua hurriedly caught up, handed over the cotton hat, and sighed.
Qian Chao and Guo Qing went to the lumber factory a few days ago and came to see him at home. Qian Wen was chasing Zheng Juan at the time and had no time, so he didn't quite know the way and followed Guo Qing and the others along the way.
The alleys and alleys were a bit difficult to walk on, but when we got to the main road, the snow had basically been cleared to the side of the road, making walking much easier.
Qian Wen and his party arrived at the lumber factory in a fast-paced journey.
At the same time, workers were coming in and out of the factory gate one after another to go to work.
Taking the receipt, I found the person in charge of the factory and successfully established the establishment.
Just deciding which position to assign in the factory cannot be arranged by a registered person in charge.
"The factory director hasn't come yet, so you should go to the factory to get familiar with it. As for the positions, they will be arranged later.
Lao Zhang, please come in, these three are new employees from the factory director, please take them to walk around the factory and get familiar with them."
A man walked in at the door of the office. He was wearing military green clothes. He was a bit older. He should be an old employee of the factory.
Qian and Wen followed to get familiar with the situation in the factory. In order to facilitate the transportation of wood, the factory is located close to a suburban road. It occupies a large area and has many people. It snowed heavily yesterday, and now everyone is clearing away the snow.
"Is this a new person coming again?"
"The factory is full."
"Whatever it is, the feeder is much worse."
"They are all young people with a lot of strength."
People in the factory looked at the three of them, chatting casually and shoveling snow.
Lao Zhang, who led the way, was not very enthusiastic. He was just business-like and introduced the situation in the factory.
Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing both listened attentively, while Qian Wen listened casually and looked around, looking for his target.
It is never possible to work as a coolie, it would be too embarrassing for time travellers.
He can't decide or change the jobs assigned by the superiors, but when it comes to the unit, he has a lot of room to operate.
Wherever there are people, there will be human connections, which is inevitable. He wanted to find someone he could talk to in the factory and give himself some opportunities.
Opportunities are earned, not waited for. He doesn't want to have to carry wood for several years.
Xiao Guoqing and Sun Chaochao were both inferior in terms of worldliness. He didn't even prepare a pack of cigarettes before coming to the work, so he gave them a break to ask for favors. Lao Zhang, who had led them to get familiar with the factory, didn't have any luck at all.
With an unhappy expression, and even more unhappy, he took them around in a circle, not caring whether they were familiar with him or not, he just said he would go around and left if he had anything to do.
Qian Wen didn't care. The King of Hell was easy to meet, but the kid was difficult to deal with. He knew that before he came, but he also didn't prepare anything.
Not to mention the lack of money, these brats are really not worth his fawning over.
The three of them wandered around the factory for a while, probably half an hour, with no one paying attention. Other workers had already started working, but before the factory director arrived, the three of them randomly found a log and sat down somewhere.
"Bingkun, what positions do you think we will be assigned to?" Guoqing asked.
"I just took a look around. This lumber factory is full of hard work," Qianchao said.
Qian Wen touched the thin needle he brought with him on his fingertips and said casually, "It depends on the situation, maybe I'm sitting in an office."
Qianchao and Guo Qing looked at each other, and then said in unison, "I don't even know how to chat. You've said everything you said to death."
The three of them chatted casually, and another quarter of an hour passed before someone finally thought of them.
"Zhou Bingkun, Sun Qianchao, where are Xiao Guoqing~"
Hearing Qian Wen and the other three walked over.
"The factory director is here and wants to see you."
The three of them followed to the factory director's office.
There was a person sitting in the office, waiting for them, sipping tea.
Director of the processing plant of Hongxing Timber Factory, Xu Hongbing.
"Director, these three boys are newly assigned."
"Yes." Xu Hongbing nodded, put down his teacup, and looked at the three of them with style.
Xiao Guoqing and Sun Qunchao smiled upon seeing this.
"You go out first."
The people who brought Qian Wen and others went out.
After a while, Qian and Wen also came out.
Assign work, work type feeder.
Behind him, a voice came faintly from the office, "You have nothing and you still want to live an easy life. You are really poor and crazy."
Qian Wen smiled and said again, where there are people, there are people who are sophisticated. Just now Xu Hongbing asked the three of them very kindly what position they wanted to join.
Xiao Guoqing and Sun Qianchao said that of course it would be more relaxed.
Xu Hongbing unexpectedly agreed, which made the two of them extremely happy on National Day, but then there was a long silence with big eyes staring at small eyes.
Then they were kicked out and put to work as feeders.
Qian Wen just wanted to laugh when he looked at it. The benefit in Xu Hongbing's eyes was so obvious, but the two people who caught up with him were like wood. The two stared at Xu Hongbing eagerly, waiting to be assigned an easy position.
Qian Wen had never thought of reminding the two of them to catch up, but when the three of them were outside, he knew that they were penniless. If he was reminded, the upright Xiao Guoqing was quarreling with Xu Hongbing.
From now on, I will only wear small shoes.
"You go first, I have something to do with the factory director." Qian Wen stopped and said.
"What's the matter?
Bingkun, this material feeder is the most tired in the factory." Xiao Guoqing muttered.
Sun Qianchao wasn't very happy either. Although he knew before he came that there was a high chance that it would be hard work, it was clear that he could be assigned to a good position just now.
They heard it when they were walking around just now. The feeders are basically the most tired in the factory.
"You go ahead, I'll be there in a minute." Qian Wen didn't explain, but caught up with the two and looked at each other before going out first.
Watching the two of them walk away, Qian Wen turned around and entered Xu Hongbing's factory director's office.
“You don’t even have a salary, and you still want to get a relaxing position?
How can I convince everyone if I share it with you?" Xu Hongbing seemed to be still angry and muttered.
"Hey, why did you get in? Didn't I ask you to go to the material delivery position?" Xu Hongbing asked strangely when he looked up and saw Qian Wen walking in.
Qian Wen said nothing. He just stepped forward and approached Xu Hongbing, the factory director. Before he could react, his fingertips flashed slightly and touched Xu Hongbing's right leg, waist, spine and other parts.
"Ah~
What are you doing, what are you doing, you stabbed me to death." Xu Hongbing shouted in pain.
Qian Wen stood in front of the factory director Xu Hongbing again and said, "Director, do you feel a little numb in your legs? The acupoints I just pressed on you are actually seriously ill.
Just because you don't believe me, I clicked on it without permission to let you know that I'm not talking nonsense.
After the sting, do you feel numbness, and the numbness becomes more and more severe, with a slight tingling sensation, and the tactile sensation is disappearing."
"Fart, I'm fine." No one would be happy to be told that he was seriously ill. Xu Hongbing's attitude was as expected.
"Let's go, let's get out." Xu Hongbing rubbed his legs and waved him away impatiently.
Originally, every time a newcomer came, it was a happy day for him, because the newcomers did not have the bells and whistles of the veteran workers in the factory, so he could not only enjoy the compliments, but also gain something.
But now his good mood has gone bad, and he has gone to work as a coolie. He doesn't care about a few food stamps and meat stamps.
"I'm sorry, I was nosy.
Director, I'm leaving first, but you are really ill."
Qian Wen walked out when Xu Hongbing looked like he was about to hit someone.
But when he left, the corners of Qian Wen's mouth raised slightly.
His medical skills are not just talk, he can even make the elixir of immortality in the mythical world. He learned the medical skills in the mythical world and made Xu Hongbing lame, so he became lame.
If I say you are sick, you are sick.
Soon someone will come to invite him.
The few injections just now temporarily blocked some of Xu Hongbing's bloodlines. It's not serious. It only takes two or three days to heal. It's just to scare people.
But anyone who has experienced numbness in the legs knows that numbness in the legs is simply terrible. You can't stand it for a moment, it's tingling, numb, painful, and you can't feel it.
To scare people, you will be sure to scare them.
I just don’t know how long Xu Hongbing can resist.
"Bingkun, are you here?
This is Master Wang, let's learn from him first." After leaving the office, Qian Wen walked half a circle in the factory, found Chao Chao and them, walked over, Chao Chao waved to him, and introduced the middle-aged man beside him.
"Bingkun, catch up, National Day?" A surprised and unexpected voice sounded from beside me.
The three of them looked at each other, "Tu Zhiqiang?"
Qian Wen remembered that Tu Zhiqiang also worked in the lumber factory, and because he was a few years older than them, he had been working in the lumber factory for several years.
Tu Zhiqiang was suspected of being a gay man, but he was shot dead at the beginning of the play because he accidentally killed someone.
Just as Qian Wen was about to say hello, someone came running quickly from the direction of the office. He didn't even have time to breathe and shouted hurriedly, "That's Zhou Bingkun. The factory director called, come with me."
Qian Wen turned his head and calculated the time in his mind. He didn't even have ten minutes. He couldn't bear it anymore. His mental quality was really bad!
After saying hello to Qianchao and the others, Qian Wen was not in a hurry and walked over slowly.
