Li Wenjun didn't realize that Gu Zhanyan was behind him just now, and went straight back to the electrical workshop.
Zhang Aihua happened to be taking roll call when he saw Li Wenjun coming in and looked at the watch on his wrist: "8 o'clock sharp. Li Wenjun, you came quite on time today."
Li Wenjun immediately replied: "Time is life, and wasting other people's time for no reason is actually tantamount to seeking wealth and murder."
That's true, why do I always feel so choked...
Zhang Aihua, who originally took the opportunity to ridicule Li Wenjun for being late every day, could only change the subject angrily and continued: "Today our task is to conduct line maintenance for the anniversary of the construction of the mine. Li Wenjun, you and I are a team, we will go from the substation to the basketball court
On that line, the others started working according to the arrangements I just made."
Li Wenjun immediately turned around to get the tool bag and stepped on it, holding the foot buckle in his left hand and Zhang Aihua's military aluminum water bottle in his right hand: "Let's go."
Zhang Aihua was even more surprised: This guy has been acting strange since morning. He must be possessed by evil spirits.
On weekdays, he would not move despite being urged and invited. Even if he did move, his hands would be empty and he would not take anything.
This group couldn't stay any longer, so they were kicked to the next group.
In less than two years, he has gone through all the teams.
If the team leaders hadn't seen him as smart and able to learn everything at once, it would have been a pity that he would have gone astray if he was expelled, and they would have gotten rid of him long ago.
I'm so positive today, I don't know what bad things I'm holding back.
Seeing that he didn't move, Li Wenjun looked puzzled: "Master, did I take anything less?"
Zhang Aihua closed his slightly open mouth and waved his hand: "No, let's go."
The Dragon Boat Festival has passed and the sun is a bit poisonous.
Zhang Aihua was very conscientious in his work. He was afraid that Li Wenjun would miss some problem accidentally, so he would put on his ankle straps and climb to the top of the telegraph pole. After checking, he would climb down again.
The shortest telegraph pole is 8 meters and the tall one is 12 meters.
Zhang Aihua is almost forty years old and is still a little fat. When he got off the fourth pole, he was sweating profusely and holding on to the telephone pole, he was breathing heavily.
Li Wenjun put down the tool bag: "How about I do it."
Zhang Aihua stretched out his hand and said, "No, I'll do it. Wait until I can take a breath." After all, if something goes wrong, he is still responsible.
Li Wenjun said sincerely: "Master, don't worry, I will never cause trouble. In fact, I know how to check. I was so angry with you before because I didn't know what to do."
Li Wenjun used to feel that several team leaders were dragging him into a group to detain him, so he tried his best to escape.
Later I realized that they were just afraid that he would cause trouble and bring trouble to everyone, and they refused to give up on him.
Zhang Aihua only waved his hands, but could not speak. His face that was red just now suddenly turned pale, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Before Li Wenjun could say anything else, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Shit, I have heatstroke...
Li Wenjun was startled and hurriedly caught him.
Heatstroke is nothing to joke about. If it gets serious, it can lead to organ failure and go to see Marx.
Today in the last life, Li Wenjun skipped work and didn't come at all, so he didn't know about Zhang Aihua's heat stroke and was a little caught off guard.
He threw the tool bag away, caught Zhang Aihua, dragged him to the shade of a tree, and checked his pulse.
Zhang Aihua's heart beat wildly, as if it might stop at any time.
Li Wenjun became even more nervous. He hurriedly raised his chin to ensure smooth breathing, unbuttoned his clothes, and performed chest compressions on him.
He was sweating profusely as he pressed it and became more and more frightened.
"Master, master, don't scare me. Instead, move."
Maybe last time because he skipped work, someone else was in the same group as Zhang Aihua, but Zhang Aihua didn’t suffer from heat stroke? If Zhang Aihua had some shortcomings, wasn’t he indirectly responsible for his death?
There was a "cough cough" sound in Zhang Aihua's throat, and his heartbeat slowly became steady.
Li Wenjun moved two more bricks to place under his feet, and took off his shirt to use as a fan to fan him.
After a while, Zhang Aihua opened his eyes leisurely and asked weakly: "What's wrong with me?"
When I wake up, I am no longer afraid.
Li Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground, exhausted: "It's okay, you're just too tired, take a rest first."
Zhang Aihua struggled to get up: "No. This line must be inspected and repaired today. There are still things to do tomorrow. It will be used for the anniversary in a few days."
Li Wenjun pressed him down and said with a serious face: "Master, you know I'm not a good person. If you keep screwing me like this, if someone comes up with you later, I will throw you into the river and destroy your body so that no one will say it's me.
I killed you and caused trouble for me."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Aihua's face turned even paler than before.
Li Wenjun secretly laughed, took a kettle, held the back of his head, fed him a couple of mouthfuls of water, and then took the anklet to climb the telephone pole.
He is very agile and can climb to the top in less than ten seconds.
From here, you can have a panoramic view of the green fields and winding riverbanks in the distance, and the cool breeze blows through the low-rise houses, bringing with it the fragrance of soil and crops.
In the future, everything here will be turned into chemical factories and paper mills, and there will no longer be such beautiful pastoral scenery.
He had to hurry up and save enough start-up capital to buy this land before the land auction started in 1988, so as to keep the last piece of pure land in his heart.
When I turned around, I could still see the classroom on the second floor of the school, and Gu Zhanyan happened to be in class.
Li Wenjun stared at her concave and convex profile, cursing himself in his heart: Damn. What on earth did I think at that time, that such a beautiful and knowledgeable woman would look down on her?
"What's wrong?" Zhang Aihua asked from below.
Li Wenjun came back from his reverie, quickly checked the circuit equipment of each node according to the operating specifications, and then got off the job neatly.
Zhang Aihua's face has improved a lot, and he has a look of dissatisfaction: "Huh, I climbed pretty fast, but my skills are not good, it will take me a long time to check this."
Li Wenjun smiled and did not reply.
People of Zhang Aihua's generation are like this. They obviously want to praise others, but none of the words they say are pleasant to the ears.
Li Wenjun looked at the front and said, "There are still ten telephone poles left on this line. Why don't you go back first. I'll check it myself."
Zhang Aihua refused: "No, according to the rules, we have to work in pairs."
This rule is to prevent one from having an accident so that the other can be rescued.
When his vision went dark just now, he really thought he was going to be sent away.
Fortunately, Li Wenjun responded quickly...
Zhang Aihua thought of this and looked at Li Wenjun up and down with a suspicious look on his face: "I said, you were so skillful and calm just now, have you ever rescued someone before?"
It's not bad that this guy doesn't kill people, but he actually saves people. He's so unusual today that it's hard not to be suspicious.
Li Wenjun sighed: After all, he has lived for more than sixty years and has never seen any big storms. He served as a volunteer and donated supplies during the Wenchuan earthquake. The situation of the injured was much more terrifying than Zhang Aihua just now.
