Master Wang changed his previous mentality. He planned to observe these two boys again. If they were really good at it, he wouldn't mind passing on all his skills to them.
Another hour passed and Ma Liehuo's stool was completed first. At Ma Xiaoquan's suggestion, he knocked on the small stool. Although the corners were still uneven, it no longer affected its use.
Ma Xiaoquan, who had finished the drawing, started working on it after Ma Liehuo finished. His hands-on ability was not bad, but it was still lagging behind Ma Liehuo. However, with Ma Liehuo's "technical support", it only took him one hour.
Just finished making the small stool.
Compared with Ma Liehuo's work, Ma Xiaoquan's is more beautiful, the corners have been adjusted, and the test-seating experience is slightly stronger than Ma Liehuo's.
Master Wang snorted, and began to feel ecstatic in his heart. Good guy, he accidentally picked up two precious lumps.
"Master, how are you?" Ma Liehuo rubbed his hands and smiled at Master Wang.
Ma Xiaoquan also looked at Master Wang earnestly.
Although Master Wang was ecstatic in his heart, he still looked serious and said: "It's okay. You two can rest and use these two stools from now on."
With Master Wang's words, it was equivalent to preliminary recognition of Ma Liehuo and Ma Xiaoquan, and the two of them waved their fists happily.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black coat suddenly appeared at the door of the factory. He was very tall, more than 1.9 meters tall, with a pair of deep eyes, staring at Master Wang.
Master Wang also saw the man in the black coat. He put down the teapot, his face darkened, and he walked towards the man.
The two people didn't know what they said at the factory gate. Two minutes later, Master Wang came back with his head lowered. He ignored Ma Xiaoquan and Ma Liehuo, but picked up his drawings and started studying them.
When Ma Xiaoquan looked at the factory door again, the tall man in a black coat had disappeared.
Ma Xiaoquan wanted to ask, but seeing Master Wang frowning, he didn't speak. It wasn't until Master Wang finished the work at hand that he pretended to be casual and asked: "Master, are those your family members? They are really tall."
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Master Wang was stunned and asked: "Which one?"
Ma Xiaoquan pretended to be innocent and gestured: "Just the very tall one, the one who was talking to you at the door just now."
Master Wang hummed, and said somewhat incoherently: "So... right..."
Ma Xiaoquan did not continue to ask because he saw a trace of fear in Master Wang's eyes.
After having dinner after work in the afternoon, Ma Xiaoquan made an excuse to come to the factory, walked to Master Wang's workbench, and rummaged through Master Wang's work drawings.
Finally, Ma Xiaoquan found a crumpled paper ball under the workbench, which seemed to have been kneaded by Master Wang. Looking back carefully, Master Wang did knead the paper during the day, but the factory was too noisy at that time.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't know why he did this.
Slowly unfolding the paper ball, Ma Xiaoquan was immediately surprised by the pattern on it, because this kind of pattern should not appear in this era at all.
"What are you doing?" A hand suddenly rested on Ma Xiaoquan's shoulder, causing Ma Xiaoquan to drop the crumpled paper in his hand to the ground.
Turning around, he saw it was Ma Liehuo.
"You scared me to death. Why are you here?"
Ma Liehuo curled his lips and said, "What are you saying? I saw something was wrong with you, so I knew something was wrong with your kid, so I followed you here secretly. What? Did you also find that something was wrong with Master Wang?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned and asked: "Have you noticed it too?"
Ma Liehuo chuckled: "I am a child born in a military family. My old man has trained me to observe the surrounding situation since I was a child. During the day, Master Wang met and said a few words to the tall black man and he became like that. That must be something.
Something happened."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "I'm just telling you, you've been like five and six for a long time. You've already noticed it after you've been making trouble for a long time?"
Ma Liehuo smiled and suggested, "What do you think? Are you interested in checking it out?"
This sentence touched Ma Xiaoquan's heart, but he couldn't let Ma Liehuo notice his interest, so he shook his head deliberately and said: "I don't, I will be curious about why Master Wang is so affected by that person. After all, he
He is our master, if he is unhappy, it will be uncomfortable for both of us."
Nineteen-year-old Ma Liehuo didn't have many palaces. Hearing what Ma Xiaohu (Ma Xiaoquan) said, he didn't doubt it and said humbly: "So I said, why don't we check it out, just in case that
What should we do if the tall black man plots against Master Wang? Oh, by the way, gangsters have come to our generation recently, and another person died last night."
"Another one died?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, thinking that he must not be from Lantian Community.
"Well, it's your Lantian Community." Ma Liehuo added.
"Fuck~" Ma Xiaoquan slapped his head, picked up the wrinkled paper on the ground, and ran away.
Watching Ma Xiaoquan leave, Ma Liehuo smiled helplessly. He did not search Master Wang's workbench like Ma Xiaoquan did. After all, he couldn't understand the drawings yet and was sure there was nothing interesting. Ma Liehuo could only shake his head.
's departure.
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Ma Xiaoquan panted and ran towards Lantian Community. As he ran, he thought to himself that there must be no trouble with Uncle Zhao's family.
When he ran to the gate of the community, he was surprised to find that the residents in the community did not seem to be affected by the death. On the contrary, it seemed that no one knew about such a thing.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't care about all that, he quickly climbed up the stairs, ran to the door of Uncle Zhao's house, and knocked hard on the door.
"Who is it?" Zhao Minglan's lazy voice came from the room. When Ma Xiaoquan was in a daze, Zhao Minglan had already opened the door.
Somehow, Ma Xiaoquan unexpectedly hugged Zhao Minglan, and while hugging him back, he said: "As long as everything is okay, it's okay!"
Being hugged unexpectedly by Ma Xiaoquan, Zhao Minglan was also a little at a loss. Feeling the warm breath coming from the other person's body, she was a little confused.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Minglan asked quietly, and Ma Xiaoquan finally realized it. He pulled Zhao Minglan out of his arms in embarrassment, smiling bitterly and being speechless.
Zhao Minglan snorted and said, "Do you miss me? It's okay, I miss you too."
Having done something wrong, Ma Xiaoquan had no choice but to follow Zhao Minglan into the house.
"By the way, where are Uncle Zhao and Aunt Hong?" Ma Xiaoquan asked, changing the subject.
"My parents went for a walk."
Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering why the two of them still had time to go for a walk after someone died in Lantian Community? No, Uncle Zhao is a policeman. It is impossible for him not to know about such a life-threatening incident, or in other words, he knows that he cannot say it, or
He said that this human life was beyond his control.
"Oh~~" Ma Xiaoquan nodded, "I just missed you all of a sudden, so I came back to see you."
Zhao Minglan looked at Ma Xiaoquan and suddenly grabbed him by the corner of his clothes: "Why don't you leave tonight and stay at home. I guess my parents will come back late tonight..."
Of course Ma Xiaoquan could hear what Zhao Minglan meant. He was surprised because this was the 1980s. Women in this era should be very reserved in everything they do, but Zhao Minglan clearly meant that they might do something.
"Gulu~" Ma Xiaoquan swallowed. It would be unrealistic to say that he had no ideas, but he promised himself and Ming Yuexin that when he came to perform the mission, he would not have too deep relationships with other women.
Emotional entanglement.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan said: "Sister Lanlan, you are a good girl, but I am not a good person. I have someone I like, so I'm sorry, I can't accept you!"
Ma Xiaoquan refused very simply, even if Zhao Minglan didn't understand him, he would still say it.
Zhao Minglan smiled slightly and nodded: "I know, so I don't expect a future with you... Isn't that what the song says, seize the moment, seize the moment..."
Ma Xiaoquan sighed helplessly, thinking that the MP3 was really bad, he should have copied some old songs.
"There are many ways to grasp the present. For example, you should review carefully now. When the indicators are achieved, going to college is the right way out for you. As for me, I just stay in the riveting factory for a while."
"Are you leaving?" Zhao Minglan asked.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "No, I don't know either. Anyway, I don't want to stay in one place for too long. I still have to go find my brother after all..."
Facing Zhao Minglan, Ma Xiaoquan could only make up lies, and the best lie was to find his non-existent brother Ma Xiaolong.
"Okay~" Zhao Minglan seemed a little aggrieved, but soon she raised her head and said with a smile, "I understand, but you have to promise me that you will protect me until I get married, okay?"
"How can a younger brother protect his older sister?" Ma Xiaoquan joked.
"I don't care, you have to protect me!" Zhao Minglan took Ma Xiaoquan's arm and pressed it softly against his chest. Ma Xiaoquan was a little distracted.
"Okay, okay~" Ma Xiaoquan quickly broke away, "I promise you, but in order to let you review with peace of mind, I have to take this thing away!" After that, Ma Xiaoquan snatched the MP3 from Zhao Minglan's jacket pocket.
Zhao Minglan was unwilling to give in and she wanted to grab it, but Ma Xiaoquan simply stuffed the mp3 into his crotch.
"You...you are such a shameless guy!" Zhao Minglan jumped in anger, but there was nothing he could do.
Ma Xiaoquan spread his hands proudly: "I can't help it. Who told us men and women not to have sex? Hehe, ok, sister Lanlan, let's go read a book. I won't go back to the dormitory tonight, I'll sleep at home."
Zhao Minglan nodded and said yes.
At 10:30 in the night, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Hong had not come back yet, and Zhao Minglan also went to bed early.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't fall asleep. He always had a feeling that someone would come here tonight, and he had to guard the door in case something unusual happened.