"Buzzing..."

The sound of the crusher devouring all kinds of grain filled the entire grain depot. Zhou Wenzhong sat on the ground and watched Ma Erbao working alone.

"Brother Zhong, I saw Li Daqiang's grandson starting to move his sacks."

This kid Ma Erbao, before the fight, was like Brother Li, but now he turned into a grandson in his mouth, it was too realistic. Zhou Wenzhong raised his head and looked at the pile of sacks, and Li Daqiang was putting the sacks that had been placed there intact

If he pulls it back again, his face will be completely ruined today.

However, the surrounding workers did not add insult to injury. After all, it was quite easy for Li Daqiang to bully them.

"Just do your job and don't worry about anything else."

"oh."

It’s not that Zhou Wenzhong never thought about knocking on Li Daqiang’s black bricks after the work was over, but there was no benefit in doing so. Acting on something that has no benefit? This is extremely naive.

Zhou Wenzhong took out a cigarette from the space, sat under the "No Fireworks" sign, and puffed away leisurely.

Zhang Xiufang's expression was quite excited at first, but now she saw the smoke in front of the operating table, and frowned and walked over again.

"Smoking is not allowed here. Don't you know how to read?"

Zhou Wenzhong flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingers, his eyes still looking at the machine, not even looking at Zhang Xiufang.

"Oh? Smoking is not allowed. Got it, smoking is not allowed, but you are allowed to seize other people's territory, right?"

"What are you talking about? What about grabbing space?"

Zhou Wenzhong hated Zhang Xiufang's inaction! It was just a small friction between co-workers. If Zhang Xiufang had stopped Li Daqiang from occupying the land, the physical conflict between the two would not have happened. If he had been hit by Li Daqiang,

After being beaten violently, will anyone come to speak for me?

"Li Daqiang occupied our territory, and you didn't step out to uphold justice just now. Now that the matter is over, you jumped out with justice. Do you think you are a public security officer? You don't do business, but you only know how to summarize the case?

Go ahead and have a rest, don't come and tell me some truth, you are not a person."

"you you……"

Maybe Zhang Xiufang remembered that it was her own fault that caused this result, but allowed herself to admit her mistake? This was something that had never happened in her current working condition.

Zhang Xiufang's tone was no longer forceful and she said: "I have warned Li Daqiang and asked him to take the sack back. You two should continue to use this position. You two don't have to worry about this problem anymore."

If it weren't for the fact that her father was stationmaster Zhang, Zhou Wenzhong would have dared to slap her loudly.

"Haha~ Then I really have to thank you. Thank you for upholding justice."

Zhang Xiufang heard Zhou Wenzhong's cynicism.

"Why don't you work?"

Zhou Wenzhong heard the inquiry and shouted: "Ma Erbao!"

When Ma Erbao heard his name, he understood and clapped his hands and stopped.

Are you kidding? It was my loyal brother who made me taste the taste of white noodles! You actually want to drive a wedge between us brothers?

"Um, Scorekeeper Zhang. My brother Zhong has been working. He just took a break. Isn't it against the law?"

Zhang Xiufang was scolded, looked at Zhou Wenzhong and said: "You defrauded a lot of people's money at noon."

"Oh? Cheating money? When did it happen? Why didn't I know? You can go to the police to deal with it! Go to the police! Maybe they can even give you a certificate. Speaking of the word "cheating", I

Personally, I don’t think so. If I help people beg, it’s considered cheating. Then the 5:1 rule you set for us, asking us to put moldy sticks into sacks, is that also called cheating?”

Zhou Wenzhong took a puff of cigarette and said seriously: "In this world, there are many things that cannot be said openly, otherwise everyone will look bad. Do you think so?"

“This is what other grain stations do too!”

"Comrade Zhang Xiufang, you must understand the principle that the first person will die first! I believe what you said. But I can guarantee that your father will never want his Erliang Station to become famous first. Just listen to my advice and do whatever you need to do.

What are you busy with? If this Erliang Station becomes famous first, it will be attacked by all the people fleeing the famine within a day, and it will appear on the cusp of public opinion. We adhere to the principle of doing less than doing more. I advise

You, before you say anything or do anything next time, please ask Webmaster Zhang for instructions. This will save you from making mistakes."

Zhang Xiufang took the record book, threw it on the console angrily, then turned around and left.

"Brother Zhong, you said she won't drive us away, right?"

"No, in their eyes, people like us who do odd jobs are nothing. In the eyes of people in the upper class, Zhang Xiufang and his daughter are nothing. Everyone knows that this year is a famine year, and the food supply is

Everyone knows that there is something mixed in, but no one dares to come out and expose this kind of behavior. So, we are fine, let's continue working."

"OK."

The two of them continued to work without saying a word, and the time came to 4:50 pm before they knew it. According to the regulations, they could go home from get off work in 10 minutes.

This is sometimes the case, even if there is no clock, there is always one person who stops working first, and everyone else queues up to stop working, as if they are infected.

The machines in the grain depot had stopped running. Everyone was breathing heavily from exhaustion and sitting on sacks to rest. They were not in the mood to chat. Their throats were burning and sore, and no matter how much water they drank, it would not help.

Zhang Xiufang stood in front of the pile of sacks and stretched out her fingers to count.

"You two have a total of 113 bags. How do you record it?"

Ma Erbao said: "My brother Zhong only has 10 bags, and the rest are all on me."

Zhang Xiufang looked at Zhou Wenzhong.

"He's right. I moved 10 bags in one day today, and the rest belongs to him. Please record it quickly."

"snort."

Neither of them had any objections, so Zhang Xiufang naturally couldn't be too fussy. After filling in the numbers, they had them look at it and finally signed their names.

Zhou Wenzhong unbuttoned his clothes and signaled.

"Can I go?"

"The rule is to get off work at 5 o'clock. Since the machine has stopped, you can leave if you want."

"great, see you tomorrow."

Zhou Wenzhong nodded goodbye to Ma Erbao, tightened the rope around his waist, took out a cigarette, threw it in his mouth, and walked out.

Looking at Zhou Wenzhong's back, Zhang Xiufang said to Ma Erbao: "Just learn from him! You won't learn well."

"Tch, if you have the guts, you can drive us away! I'm not afraid, I can leave too, right?"

"Let's go, let's go! Let's go!"

Ma Erbao was kicked away without even untying his clothes. He touched the more than 1 yuan in his arms. Ma Erbao was very excited. He could not earn so much money in a day after working so hard. He was hanging out with Brother Zhong.

It was good. I just said a few words at noon and earned two days' wages! Today was an eye-opener! Touching the Erhe Noodles steamed buns in his hand, Ma Erbao was convinced that everything that happened today was real, not

Dream!

After leaving the gate of the grain depot, Zhou Wenzhong threw the cloth bag in his hand into the space, trotted back to the courtyard of No. 95, first carried Aunt Zheng back home, said goodbye after a few polite words, and

As promised, I will come again tomorrow.

I pushed open the door of my main hall, glanced at the clock first, and then saw my younger brother and sister doing homework at the dining table. They were so happy, and they had two classes in the afternoon.

Ma Guihong said: "Hurry and close the door, it's just a little warm."

After closing the door, Zhou Wenzhong walked to the bedroom.

"What's going on today? You didn't say a word when you came back. How much did you do?"

"It's not bad, almost the same as yesterday."

"I heard from people in the courtyard that you brushed your teeth so early in the morning, where did you get the money? You're really worried. If you have money, you don't buy food. You buy toothbrushes and tooth powder."

After hearing this, Zhou Wenzhong didn't know what to say. There really are no personal secrets in these days. The neighbors could hear the couple doing things at night. If anyone wanted to eat some meat, they would open fire secretly at night. Everyone's style of doing things was the same.

They are all like underground parties.

"Those toothbrushes and tooth powder were given to me by Madman Bai."

Zhou Wenxin was a little surprised after hearing this and had already thought about it a lot.

Asked: "Crazy Bai? It seems that he is very good to you! He lent you money and gave you these things."

"It's not bad. He said that I look very similar to him when he was young. So he felt very friendly as soon as he saw me."

After Zhou Wenzhong said this, he looked at his predecessor, his mother, Ma Guihong.

"Dang Cang..."

Ma Guihong angrily threw the rice spoon into the steel pot.

The little girl who was doing her homework nearby was startled by the noise, and the pencil in her hand scratched her homework book.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just write your words."

"oh."

Zhou Wenxin said: "Mom, this crazy white man is extraordinary. I have heard from others that the crazy white man has bitten people."

"Stop listening to the nonsense of people outside, come here to eat. I will do my homework later."

"Can't my dad come back?"

"Your father gave up his words this morning. You don't have to wait for him to have dinner tonight. Their department store will take stock of last month's inventory today. I don't know when I will be back."

Zhou Wenxin and Zhou Wenxiu looked at each other, today is a good day! Every time there is a tray of goods in the department store, his father has to subscribe for something, which is basically some hard candies that have melted, and other non-staple foods.

.It’s just that every time my father comes back from taking inventory, he always has a slumped face.

When Zhou Wenzhong heard the news, what he was thinking in his heart was: Is this the way for the protagonist to rise? When his father was taking inventory, he encountered a fire? Encountered a landslide? Then his father died on the spot. After his mother learned the news, she fell ill and died.

Soon after, he passed away, and then he took up the post, a proper starting pattern of the courtyard.

"What are you doing standing still? You don't even complain about being hungry at this time? That's just right, we'll save you a meal today."
Chapter completed!