Wu Renxin was stunned for a moment before he reacted and roared angrily.
The cafeteria instantly became quiet, and everyone turned to look at Li Wenjun to see how he would continue to act stupid.
Qin Hongling was startled, lowered her head and ran to the tail of other teams.
Zhao Lin's eyes flashed with excitement and nervousness, waiting for Li Wenjun to use the lunch box in his hand to hit Wu Renxin's big head, and then walk away.
Li Wenjun slowly bent down to pick up a cockroach and smiled: "Director Wu, look, a big cockroach has crawled on your leg. It will be bad if it crawls into your lunch box later."
All unmarried lesbians have been teased by Wu Renxin. In front of everyone, he didn't dare to move his hands or feet, but what he said really made people blush and feel disgusted.
Although the people around him didn't dare to stand up, they had already disliked Wu Renxin. Now that they saw him slumped, they all turned their heads and snickered.
"Chi. The grass is afraid of frost and frost, and it is afraid of the sun. Evil people will be punished by evil people."
"That's right, I didn't expect to see a good show while buying breakfast. It's really dog eat dog."
"It's good to relieve my anger. I suddenly feel that the military commander is not so bad after all."
"Haha, don't speak too early, you don't know his temper yet. It's good and bad sometimes."
"That's right, it's better to say less and he will go crazy later and beat you as well."
Wu Renxin couldn't hear these comments, and he was so angry that his round face turned red and purple, like a piece of shiny pig liver.
Li Wenjun helped him up: "Oh... Director Wu, it's not the New Year or the festival, why are you being so polite?"
Li Wenjun's face was calm and his attitude was sincere, making it impossible for Wu Renxin to find any flaws.
Although Li Wenjun was a promiscuous man, he seldom interacted with Wu Renxin. The two of them had no worries in the past and no worries in the present, so there was no need to tease him.
Wu Renxin looked suspicious.
Li Wenjun lowered his voice: "Fortunately, you, the future deputy mine manager, have a high level of ideological awareness. If you were someone else, you would be so narrow-minded that you would think I have no good intentions and bear my grudge."
Wu Renxin had always dreamed that one day his brother-in-law would promote him to deputy mine manager, so when Li Wenjun called him that, he immediately forgot to be angry.
Besides, he has already put on a high hat, do you want him to admit that he is petty?
It took Wu Renxin a long time to squeeze out a few words: "Of course not, thank you."
Li Wenjun put the cockroach in his hand and went to line up again with a smile.
I caught a glimpse of Zhao Lin looking at him thoughtfully.
Li Wenjun touched his face: "What's wrong, my face is dirty?"
Zhao Lin touched his chin: "If I hadn't had a drink with you last night, I would have thought you had been replaced."
Li Wenjun sneered: "You must have read too many comic strips. You still need to replace them..." In fact, he felt a little guilty.
In fact, the person who knows him best, besides his mother, is Zhao Lin.
This guy and I have known each other since we wore crotchless pants, and he has a quick mind. When Zhao Lin saw the flaw, it was hard for him to explain.
Zhao Lin looked suspicious: "You are really weird. It's like you've changed into a different person."
Li Wenjun has always been arrogant and disdains these tactics, let alone speaking so tactfully.
"I have a grudge against that guy." Li Wenjun snorted.
If it were anyone else, he really wouldn't bother thinking about it.
Zhao Lin added: "Don't you always want to go to the electronics factory?"
But Li Wenjun glanced at the newspaper when he got it, but showed no sign of it.
Li Wenjun could only take out the newspaper again: "Ah, yes, I just forgot about it."
Zhao Lin then turned around.
Li Wenjun originally just took it out to show off, but when his eyes glanced at the advertisement, he froze.
"The Coca-Cola Company is now soliciting advertising words from the whole society. Comrades can submit their articles to the following address through telegrams, letters, etc. Once accepted, each advertisement will be paid RMB 100."
Li Wenjun was overjoyed: Just now he was worried about how to make the first pot of gold, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to find anything even after breaking through the iron shoes, and it would take no effort at all.
Moreover, this opportunity was published in the same newspaper that gave him the first chance, and was handed over to him by the same person.
It's God's will...
Li Wenjun was so excited that he patted Zhao Lin's shoulder hard again: "Thank you so much, good buddy."
Zhao Lin's shoulders slumped and he said with a painful expression: "I said, can you please be gentle? My body cannot withstand a slap from you, the basketball captain."
But having said that, he felt relieved.
This was the good brother he knew, the Li Wenjun who acted recklessly, talked and laughed loudly.
In this era, what's better about mining areas than outside is that you get a fixed salary every month, and prices are cheaper than outside.
For example, milk costs a dime per enamel vat, and steamed buns are as big as two fists and only cost three cents each.
Li Wenjun bought breakfast and walked back with it. When he passed by the door of his house, he did not stop. Instead, he walked towards No. 7 in row 4 and the top of the row behind him. He just shouted to No. 3 in row 3:
"Xiao Gu, brought Dian Dian over for breakfast."
The houses in row 4 all have two bedrooms and one living room. No. 7 lives with his father Li Changming, mother Liu Cuihong and brother Li Wenyong.
Li Wenjun was married and still a front-line worker, so the mine assigned him a separate apartment.
Liu Cuihong was watering the vegetable field nearby.
Li Wenjun put down the enamel jar and lunch box, walked quickly to the vegetable field, and called out: "Mom, I'm back."
But when I yelled this, my nose was already sore, so that the voice behind it changed a bit.
Mom is still healthy and young, and her eyes are as clear as the clear sky above her head.
For this alone, he would be willing to exchange all his wealth.
Liu Cuihong straightened up and looked at Li Wenjun in surprise. She hurriedly opened the door of the vegetable garden and walked out: "What's wrong with Junjun? What kind of injustice have you suffered?"
Her second son, even if he is considered a fool by others, in her heart he is just a very stubborn child, not bad at all.
Li Wenjun felt like his throat was being choked by cotton. He said after a long time: "No, I'm just tired from running."
"Hey, a grown man is tired after just buying breakfast. Let's see how you get used to him." Li Changming snorted, squatted down at the door, took out paper and tobacco from his arms and started to roll a cigarette.
The cigarettes Li Changming smokes are flue-cured tobacco that he grows himself. For no other reason than to save money. Because cigarettes are too expensive.
But the smell of this flue-cured tobacco is too strong, not to mention that it’s not good at all, it makes my mother and Gu Zhanyan quite uncomfortable.
Li Wenjun went over and snatched the cloth bag containing the tobacco: "Dad, have breakfast first."
Li Changming was so angry that he raised his hands and stood up: "You bastard, you dare to steal my tobacco."
However, Li Wenjun did not run away like in the past. Instead, he stood and let him hit him. He laughed and said, "Why don't you smoke again after eating? No one will fight with you anyway."
My father's legs were injured at work before and he was a little lame.
Before, Li Wenjun was ignorant and always made his father angry. He would run away when he got angry, leaving his father unable to fight and making him even more angry.
Now, he couldn't bear to be so stupid.
Just hit him once. Since he is a head and a half taller than his father, it won't hurt his face.
