Men and women eating in the courtyard

"Hey, Teacher Ran, after dinner, what is this?"

Director Zhang came back from the street with a bag of fruit in his hand. On the way, he happened to bump into Ran Qiuye walking out with his father.

Ran Qiuye waited for Director Zhang to finish greeting his father before returning a greeting.

Knowing that her father was the other person's teacher, the two of them had often talked before. She went to elementary school because of her parents, and the other person went to middle school through his uncle.

There was no conflict between their two families, so Ran Qiuye didn't really think that the other party was making things difficult for his parents.

In the past two days, her family had been enveloped in sadness, and she and her father had to smile bitterly when greeting each other.

Director Zhang was ecstatic when he saw the expressions of the father and daughter, knowing that the other party had not thought of a solution yet, and the time he gave was running out.

Why should the Ran family be given a few more days? Isn't it because of his cautious spirit that he has survived until now?

The last transfer of Ran Qiuye was really weird. Many people he inquired didn't know what happened.

Ask him to ask Principal Gao, but he doesn't have the courage or the face to ask him to speak.

For the sake of Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, he had no choice but to resort to hard work and hard work.

Prolonging the waiting time, killing with a blunt knife is the most uncomfortable, and Ran Qiuye can't stand it until he can tell whether his intentions are true or not.

"Qiuye, how are you preparing for what I told you last time?"

He was asking knowingly. Looking at Ran's father's appearance, he knew that the other party already knew where he was going. Now he was deliberately asking Ran Qiuye vaguely, which invisibly put pressure on the other party.

Ran Qiuye also had a grimace on her face and shook her head slightly. The hand holding her father's arm involuntarily tightened her grip, but she noticed her father's concerned gaze and hurriedly let go.

"without……"

Ran Qiuye's tone was helpless, and her inner struggle these days made her look very haggard.

She neither told her parents about Li Xuewu nor mentioned that she survived the last time. All she gave her parents was silence, and their parents gave her only silence.

Today is her mother's birthday. She and her father discussed going out to buy groceries and cooking them later. Even if they leave tomorrow, they still have to eat enough today.

If she didn't beg that person... she never thought of begging that person. He didn't owe her anything, and she had no reason to open her mouth.

Who doesn't have difficulty in this period, and who wants to get involved in these things.

Seeing Director Zhang's smile, Ran Qiuye once again spoke in embarrassment: "Brother Zhang, can't my parents really move to a place closer to home?"

Director Zhang was even happier when he saw Ran Qiuye speaking, but he was only happy in his heart, and the polite smile on his face instantly turned into an embarrassed and bitter smile.

"Qiuye, don't embarrass me"

As he spoke, he gestured to Ran's father who was standing aside and said: "I am Teacher Ran's student. If I can adjust it, I will not let you talk like this. I have already done this for you."

After speaking, he suggested with concern: "Last time you saved the day...why don't you look for connections over there? Maybe it will be really useful!"

Ran Qiuye did not hear these probing words. She only thought that the other party knew something about her and was also concerned about her.

Seeing that Ran Qiuye was getting nervous, Director Zhang continued to threaten: "This time is not much, if you have the opportunity, use it quickly. It will not be useful if it is late."

"You can't watch Teacher Ran and Mrs. Ran herding cows and horses, right?!"

His verbal offensive was all based on the moral high ground, and he said things that would not hurt his back even if he stood up.

"If there are no other changes, teachers and the others will really have no choice but to work~"

"I……"

Ran Qiuye frowned and looked at Director Zhang and asked, "Can I go to Mongolia for my parents and let them stay in Beijing?"

"Do you think this is child's play?"

Director Zhang smiled bitterly and said, "Even if you can replace one person, who do you want to take with you? Who do you want to keep in Beijing?"

"It's important to find connections at this time!"

"Forget it~"

Father Ran had been thinking a lot these days and patted his daughter's hand gently, not wanting to embarrass her daughter.

Seeing his father looking over, Ran Qiuye clenched his fists hard and replied with a pale face: "It doesn't matter, it's just a misunderstanding."

After speaking, he pulled his father's arm and said politely to Director Zhang: "Brother Zhang, please be busy."

"Okay... very good~"

Watching the father and daughter walk away, the concerned smile on Director Zhang's face turned into a crooked smile. He originally answered the greeting well, but it was completely tainted by his smile.

It's okay, it's okay, it's a misunderstanding. Only in this way can he have the opportunity to kiss her and keep her forever.

Think about the good eldest brother in the family. He has to take on the responsibility of being a younger brother and find a good wife for the eldest brother so that he can continue the family line and have children~

On the street, Ran's father and daughter walked in silence for a while, and when they were about to reach the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, Ran Qiuye grabbed her father.

"dad……"

Looking at his father's tired face, Ran Qiuye mumbled and didn't know how to explain this to his father.

Ran's father patted his daughter distressedly and said softly: "It's okay. Everyone can go, but we can't?"

As he spoke, he straightened his back and said, "Your mother and I are still in physical condition, so working for a few years is not a bad thing."

How could Ran Qiuye not know that this was his father trying to comfort him? The old couple both loved books and returned to the mainland with passion. After years of suffering and suffering, their bodies were already in ruins.

Her mother suffered from the disease when she gave birth to her, and she was treated with medicine every year. She went to the cold northern land, but how could she survive.

"Stop crying, you are such a girl."

Ran's father felt very distressed when he saw his daughter crying, and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

Ran Qiuye covered her face and cried, saying sorry.

In the eyes of parents, children will always be children. Even if Ran Qiuye is a grown up girl, she is still a child in the eyes of her father.

As a parent, how could he be willing to embarrass his children? He knew that his daughter had something to say about what happened last time, but he had no intention of delving into it now.

It's not my daughter's fault that she went to Mongolia, let alone her daughter who asked her to go with her lover, so why bother her.

Ran Qiuye became more and more sad the more she cried. She had cried once in the corner that day. She did not dare to cry at home for fear of making her mother sad.

Today is my mother's birthday. In previous years, it was celebrated happily, but today's birthday party seemed particularly difficult from the beginning.

She cried for a while and looked at her father who was also crying, and then she stopped crying.

Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, and at most they only glanced back. Few people stopped to shed tears for the father and daughter. The people in the capital had seen too many tears during this period, so it was not surprising for the older girl to cry.

Ran Qiuye also felt that her tears were not worth it. She couldn't explain or say anything. The only thing she could do now was to accompany her father to buy groceries and spend the day with her mother.

——

"All I can think of is spending every day with you."

Huang Shiwen looked at the person in front of her with tears in her eyes, and choked with sobs and said, "But why did you do this?"

Fang Lining avoided Huang Shiwen's eyes and looked at the noisy workshop and the setting sun in the west with a slightly confused look.

He really didn't know what to say, was he just acting impulsively?

No! He has been planning this for a long time, and it should be said that he is eager to make progress.

Huang Shiwen didn't get a reply from him, so she raised her hand to wipe away her tears and looked at him sadly, as if he was a different person.

What's going on in this world? Why do you keep going against her over and over again? Why can't you get so many requests?

"Maybe this is the responsibility that our generation should shoulder."

Fang Lining took a deep breath, not thinking about apologizing, admitting his mistake to his partner, and going home with her, but thinking about giving a shameless pass for his behavior.

When Huang Shiwen heard him say this, she felt dizzy and extremely disappointed.

"You don't want to live a stable life? You don't want to work hard? You don't want to be with me?"

"No, this is not a conflict!"

Fang Lining suddenly felt angry and tried his best to explain to Huang Shiwen.

"I like you, I will work hard, and we will have a good life! This does not conflict with what I am doing now!"

Huang Shiwen looked at Fang Lining with a distorted face. She really almost didn't recognize this person.

Especially what he said now made it difficult for her to agree, because what she saw and heard had nothing to do with the responsibility he said.

Should this generation make it their mission to create chaos?

No, this is wrong. Huang Shiwen does not have this in her values, and she does not allow herself to have this concept.

Looking at Huang Shiwen who shook her head slightly and backed away, Fang Lining felt that she didn't understand him or his ambition.

The mutual encouragement and praise in the past have become a thing of the past, and the vows of each other have become a dream. Why can't she understand her good intentions?

Seeing Huang Shiwen running away with tears in her eyes, Fang Lining wanted to chase her, but was stopped by a voice behind her.

"Small room, come quickly"

Wang Jingzhang stood at the door of the workshop with a smile and waved to Fang Lining. He looked at him hesitantly and shouted: "The person in charge is having a meeting."

With just these words and the words "person in charge", Fang Lining's footsteps changed direction and ran towards the door of the workshop.

This is what he has always longed for, this is what he has to work hard for, this is what he deserves.

After meeting Wang Jingzhang and walking together into the workshop, he only had time to look back and glance at the figure running away in the sunset.

"What? Are you having trouble with Xiao Huang?"

Wang Jingzhang asked as if he was concerned, and then said comfortingly: "Take your time with emotional matters. Now you have to do a good job in your career. You are the future of the steel rolling mill."

"yes"

Fang Lining agreed, with a smile on his lips, and said fawningly: "She doesn't support me very much. She only wants stability, is not enthusiastic about change, and does not understand thoroughly enough."

"But don't worry"

As if he was afraid that Huang Shiwen would affect Wang Jingzhang's view of himself, Fang Lining quickly promised: "I will definitely communicate with her more and let her change her mind as soon as possible and keep up with the times."

"Well, your career is as important as your relationship."

Wang Jingzhang smiled and patted Fang Lining on the shoulder, looking very optimistic about him. At the same time, he said with concern: "If Xiao Huang can be promoted to our Red Flag Club, you will be a good comrade and a good partner!"

"I try to get her opinion"

Fang Lining agreed enthusiastically, then looked at the people standing in the office, and then asked: "What are you going to ask me to do?"

"event!"

Wang Jingzhang took Fang Lining into the small conference room of the workshop. He seemed to be answering Fang Lining's words and seemed to be talking to everyone in the same room.

"You are all talented people who can do great things. I will lead you to do great things."

As he spoke, he patted Fang Lining on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit down with everyone, while he stood in the main seat and began to speak.

"You are all the pioneers of the times, the masters of change, the future of the steel rolling mill, and the benchmark for the red flag."

"Let's see!"

Wang Jingzhang pointed to Yang Fengshan who was being cleaned up outside the glass window and said to everyone: "The steel rolling mill has no hope and no future in the hands of such people. Can you allow such a dead body to be left alone?!"

"Can't! Can't! Can't!"

…

Fang Lining was a little uncomfortable with the rhythm in the conference room, but he could only shout along. When it was his turn to speak, he followed everyone's wishes and criticized Yang Fengshan as a bad person.

In the conference room, he had long discovered that his classmate Fu Linfang was also there, but Fu Linfang's face was a little serious, or stiff.

Especially when she spoke, she didn't say much and made Wang Jingzhang unhappy.

As soon as Wang Jingzhang, who was standing in the main seat, finished his work, Fang Lining also knew what he, the person in charge of publicity, should do.

He has two assistants, one is Fu Linfang, and the other is a worker in the workshop whom he does not recognize.

He is said to be the person in charge of publicity, but what he has to do now is to sort out the black materials about Yang Fengshan collected by his subordinates, write a broadsheet to be posted every day, and arrange the colorful flags and banners to be used every day during the day.

This is a bit like doing chores, but to be honest, he is also doing propaganda. He is also responsible for compiling slogans and leading people to shout slogans and attack targets.

The workshop is the office, and this is the base of Hongqi Society. Now the daily repertoire is to get the factory director Yang Fengshan to criticize him and ask him to confess his crimes.

What he saw was that Yang Fengshan did not explain anything, but remained silent in the face of everyone's slander.

Standing by the window of the conference room, Fang Lining watched as Wang Jingzhang frantically tied an iron knot with a wire and hung it around Yang Fengshan's neck, forcing Yang Fengshan to bow his head.

"It's crazy, isn't it?"

Fang Lining did not look back. He knew who was speaking. The meeting ended, and he and Fu Linfang were the only ones left in the small conference room that served as the office of the propaganda department.

His body was stiff, and he was only trembling compared to the excitement he felt when he got off work in the evening.

What are you doing? Didn't you say you want to change? You want the factory to support the Hongqi Society's reform ideas. Why is there punishment and torture?

Fu Linfang walked to Fang Lining and stood with her arms folded, then looked outside with him.

She had become accustomed to this kind of scene in the past two days, but seeing Director Yang's suffering when he was being pulled up by his hair, she couldn't help but feel palpitations.

If, if she had not agreed to Wang Jingzhang, would she and her parents be like Yang Fengshan now?

Seeing those related people who were being held in the audience and scolding Yang Fengshan, who were brought into the factory under Yang Fengshan's care, but now they were the ones scolding him the most, she felt that the world had changed.

Confusing black and white, day and night are unclear.

Fang Lining turned his mechanical neck, looked at Fu Linfang and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Me? Haha~"

Fu Linfang sneered, folded his arms and said with dull eyes, "Where should I be?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Fang Lining and said, "Should I work at home or in the guest house? Live a peaceful life?"

Fang Lining didn't know what Fu Linfang had gone through, but it didn't look like he had joined on his own initiative.

"Did...did I take your place?"

"Publicity manager?"

Fu Linfang looked at Fang Lining funny and observed him for several seconds before asking again: "Do you think this job is particularly good and important?"

After saying that, regardless of Fang Lining's frozen expression, she turned around and walked to her desk. She still had a lot of big newspapers to write tonight.

Fang Lining glanced at the noise outside the window again, walked back to his desk, looked at Fu Linfang who had spread out the white paper and was about to write, and asked, "Does this happen every night?"

"What kind?"

Fu Linfang was like a walking zombie. The pen in his hand was writing witchy words, but he continued to ask: "Are you approving the factory director, writing a big newspaper, or staying up late to prepare materials?"

Fang Lining didn't know what he was going to ask, so he had to spread out the white paper, glanced at the newspaper written by Fu Linfang, and started writing.

Fu Linfang had a lot of questions tonight, and the questions she asked were about Fang Lining, which also reminded her that she was not a dead person.

Both of them were silent, and the pen in their hands did not stop. The third person from the publicity team brought in the materials from the "interrogation" outside and asked them to write a big newspaper so that they could post it on the wall tomorrow. .

This person can't write a big newspaper. He is just a handyman. After delivering the materials, he went out to hide for a while.

In fact, they don't stay up very late in the workshop every night. The program criticizing Yang Fengshan will only go on until about ten o'clock at night. After all, they have been tired for the whole day.

They released Yang Fengshan and his relatives and asked them to write self-report materials. They also released the stubborn and stubborn Yang Fengshan.

The Hongqi Society has plenty of time to fight with Yang Fengshan. They want to use Yang Fengshan as a flag and play with it, just like a cat and a mouse.

During this period, Wang Jingzhang came to visit and saw that the big newspaper was well written. The writing skills of the two people naturally surpassed those of the workers. He left very satisfied.

Tonight, the cafeteria has prepared a small stove for him. He can drink wine and eat vegetables at the same time, then go to the office to take a nap, and wait until dawn before going to make trouble.

The people in the workshop gradually dispersed, everyone went back to their homes and looked for their mothers, leaving only the lights in the small conference room still on.

Fang Lining had written countless broadsheets and felt his wrist hurt. He glanced at Fu Linfang, who was still writing, pinched his wrist and said, "Let's take a rest."

Looking out the window again, there was no one in the workshop.

"Is it almost twelve o'clock?"

Fang Lining walked outside and saw the clock on the wall. It was still a quarter of an hour before dawn.

He hadn't stayed up so late yet. He yawned and stretched his back, but he felt pain everywhere in his body.

Looking back at Fu Linfang in the conference room, he was already sitting on a chair with his eyes closed to relax.

"You... haven't said why you're here yet."

Fang Lining walked over to Fu Linfang and sat down. The two had known each other since college. Although they were not familiar with each other, they could still talk to each other.

Fu Linfang opened her eyes, looked at him, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I……"

Fang Lining hesitated and didn't know what to say. In front of Fu Linfang, whether it was better to talk about being tall and superior, or to talk about what he really thought in his heart.

Fu Linfang squinted at Fang Lining and asked, "Huang Shiwen doesn't want you to come, does she?"

Fang Lining glanced at Fu Linfang, nodded and said, "I will persuade her."

Fu Linfang raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "Do you like this kind of...work?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to motion to the broadsheet on the table and looked at Fang Lining speechlessly.

Fang Lining knew what consciousness Fu Linfang was talking about. He was silent for a while and then said: "He promised to let me become the person in charge of publicity in the factory."

"hehe"

Fu Linfang said amusingly: "He has promised this to everyone, but I don't know how many publicity managers there will be in the factory in the future."

After saying that, he sneered for a while, and tears came down from his eyes as he smiled.

Seeing her crying, Fang Lining frowned slightly and asked, "Did he lie to you?"

After saying that, he thought about the rumored relationship between Fu Linfang and Wang Jingzhang, and asked hesitantly: "He... won't lie to you, right?"

Fu Linfang suddenly turned around and stared at Fang Lining, his eyes sharp and terrifying, but then he lowered his eyelids and stopped talking.

She understood the meaning of Fang Lining's words very clearly. Even if Wang Jingzhang had lied to everyone, he would not lie to her.

But what a ridiculous sentence this is. Did Wang Jingzhang lie to her?

Wang Jingzhang did not, but a worse threat.

Seeing Fu Linfang crying silently, Fang Lining took out his handkerchief and handed it over, saying, "We are classmates... right?"

Fu Linfang slowly raised his head, looked at Fang Lining, and then at the handkerchief in his hand.

"You shouldn't have come here. Huang Shiwen made the right choice this time."

After saying this, she did not take the handkerchief from the other party, wiped the tears on her face with her hand, and prepared to pick up the brush and continue writing.

But before she could touch the pen, her hand was grabbed by Fang Lining. She raised her head and looked over. Fang Lining asked with focused eyes: "Can you tell me what's going on?"

Fu Linfang stared for a moment, waved the back of his hand, signaling Fang Lining to let go, and then told his story in an indifferent tone.

In fact, she doesn't need to tell it in such detail, because her face is already full of stories.

Fang Lining felt like he had fallen into a devil's cave, but he still had hope in his heart, which was the Hongqi Society. As long as he stood firm in the Hongqi Society, it would not be difficult to replace Wang Jingzhang's position.

He has already said that he is determined to make progress, and anyone who stands in his way is his enemy.

"So, he still lied to you."

Fang Lining looked at Fu Linfang who had put away his tears. He was silent for a moment and then said: "He is really a beast, no, worse than a beast."

Fu Linfang shook his head slightly and said: "I have no choice. He threatened me with these things and also threatened my parents. I can only help him here."

"But you are different"

Fu Linfang raised his head and looked at Fang Lining and said, "There is really no need for you to intervene. Don't you know that Dongfeng is targeting Hongqi Society?"

"I know something"

Fang Lining nodded and said seriously: "But Hongqi Society is better than Dongfeng Society."

As he spoke, he told Fu Linfang his plan and purpose: "Dongfeng Society is all ordinary workers, and at most they are supported by the youth commando team of the Security Department, but the Hongqi Society also has the youth commando team of the Service Department..."

Fu Linfang looked at this old classmate blankly. He was not like this before. He did not participate in school activities and just studied.

The same was true for him when he was at the service office. Huang Shiwen had such a big fight with her, but Fang Lining didn't stand up to interfere. What's going on now?

Especially when she heard that Fang Lining told her that she wanted to use the power of the Red Flag Society to develop her own fans and take advantage of this good opportunity to make progress and rise to the top as soon as possible, she couldn't believe it. After all, the whole world was crazy. , or she is crazy.

"you……"

After listening to Fang Lining finish explaining all his great principles, Fu Linfang asked hesitantly: "Don't you know that the factory is supporting Dongfeng Society to squeeze out Hongqi Society?"

"How can it be!"

Fang Lining said in surprise: "The Red Flag Society has even grabbed the factory director..."

He was surprised and confident at first, but when he saw Fu Linfang's sad eyes, he was shaken.

"real?"

"Um"

Fu Linfang nodded, lowered his head and said helplessly: "He is just delaying time, pulling more people to die with him."

After speaking, he looked outside the conference room. The empty and silent workshop was as dark as the devil's open mouth, trying to devour them.

"Did you see that the factory director was giving up? He is waiting for an opportunity to eliminate Wang Jingzhang in one fell swoop after the foundation of the Hongqi Society is eradicated."

Fu Linfang looked at the shocked Fang Lining and said, "All activities of the Hongqi Society are supervised by the Security Department. If you go out and take a look now, there must be someone from the Security Department outside the door."

Fang Lining stood up in disbelief and trotted to the workshop door.

What made him stop and stand there was the flickering starlight not far away.

Where is the starlight? There are clearly several people standing there smoking, their sharp eyes staring at this side.

Fang Lining's legs were a little weak. He seemed to have entered a big pot where many lunatics and bastards were cooking, as well as a fool like him.

These people are only allowed to jump around in this cauldron to vent their so-called carnival and victory, but these people look at them as indifferently as clowns.

Yang Fengshan is not refusing to admit defeat, but he is feeding the tiger with his own body, in order to eliminate all the cancers produced at this stage of the steel rolling mill.

Whoever comes in at this time will suffer disaster, and the list has probably already been registered.

The people in this big pot were still unaware that the lid was the east wind, and a big hand was pushing the lid to cover the pot, and then suffocated them to death.

terrible.

At this time, Fang Lining no longer had any thoughts about fame and fortune, he just wanted to escape.

But in the middle of the situation, does escaping work?

go home?

Who among the noisy people in the workshop just now didn't go home, but if they go home, it means everything will be fine?

What will be the final result? Will Director Yang let these people who insult him go?

Including him, although he just arrived today, his retreat has been cut off by himself.

Master...junior brother...the head of the first section...and colleagues in the office.

The most important thing is that he seems to have lost Huang Shiwen.

He walked back to the small conference room in confusion, looked at Fu Linfang's sad eyes, and whispered: "There will be a way, I didn't mean it, he lied to me..."

"You have a way, right?"

As if he remembered something, Fang Lining's eyes widened, he looked at Fu Linfang and said, "Who in the factory is playing such a big chess game! Who wants to kill us all! You know it!"

Fu Linfang shook his head slightly, his face full of despair, and said in a low voice: "What's the use of talking about this at this time?"

"No! No!~~~"

Fang Lining seemed to be going crazy. He pounced on the words he had just written, tearing them apart with a distorted face and biting them with his teeth, as if destroying these black and white words would restore his innocence.

Fu Linfang just watched silently. Her state of mind had already passed this stage, and she knew that going crazy would not lead to death, so she seemed very calm.

After Fang Lining lay weakly on the conference table and gave up tearing up the big newspapers, Fu Linfang said: "It's useless, you still have to write, otherwise he will deal with your family, including Huang Shiwen."

Fang Lining heard it, but seemed not to hear it. He lay on the table like a dead man with his arms drooped. His body was covered with ink, which slid down and dripped on the ground along his fingers. It was as black as blood.

"Now you know why I'm here?"

Fu Linfang picked up the brush as if nothing was wrong and continued to write despair on the open white paper.

"You have a solution, right?"

Fang Lining's voice seemed to come from the abyss, with unwilling longing, hoarse like a ghost.

Fu Linfang wrote a large newspaper, put it aside indifferently, and said this time: "I went to see Director Li this morning."

"Li Xuewu?!"

Fang Lining twisted his stiff neck, tried hard to raise his head and looked at Fu Linfang opposite and asked: "Him?"

"Yes, yes~"

Fang Lining seemed to have gained strength. He straightened up with his arms and looked at Fu Linfang and said, "You are his, he will definitely save you, right?!"

Fu Linfang raised his head and looked at Fang Lining with still hopeless eyes: "No, I haven't seen him, and he won't let me see him, including Wang Jingzhang."

"..."

Fang Lining stared at Fu Linfang dumbfounded, shook his head in disbelief and said, "No, no, you are from the guest house!"

"From the day I came here, I was no longer"

Fu Linfang said in a cold voice: "Do you think he will still let me work in the guest house?"

"No~ it won't happen!"

Fang Lining rolled like crazy from the table and rushed towards Fu Linfang, his face covered with ink like a ghost crawling from the land.

Fu Linfang stood there, and Fang Lining, who was rushing over, threw him down on the pile of colorful flags behind him, letting the opponent tear his shirt and bite his body...

The world has gone crazy...

——

"Why are you back so late?"

Gu Ning raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall, then asked Li Xuewu softly as he entered the room.

Li Xuewu knocked on the watch on his hand and explained softly: "We must finish the matters in the West Campus today."

As he spoke, he leaned over and kissed Gu Ning, took off his dirty clothes, and took off his watch and pistol.

Gu Ning gently patted Li Shu, who turned over, and gestured to Li Xuewu outside the door: "I've left hot water for you, wash up before getting on the kang."

Li Xuewu knew how dirty he was without turning on the light. It was not easy to carry those old things, especially in the summer when he was covered in sweat.

He looked down at his sleeping daughter and walked towards the outhouse with a smile.

The warehouse that had been emptied just a few days ago was full again. The second master was already numb. The things he had passed were good and bad. The good ones were scary, and the bad ones were scary.

Compared with the previously organized and standardized collections, this time, no matter how good or bad they are, they are all sorted and stacked according to material.

It doesn’t matter if your paintings are made by Tang Bohu or Tang Boshu, as long as they are all made of paper, they will be in the same pile.

When Li Xuewu cleaned up, he didn't ask for help from the people in the West Campus. He worked on it alone for several hours, during which he even drove out several times.

It was already past midnight. He wanted to sleep in the outer room, but as soon as he entered the door, he heard Gu Ning's voice, so he entered the inner room.

After washing, Li Xuewu was already somewhat energetic. He picked up the clothes he had thrown in the room and sent them to the bathroom. When he got on the kang again, he found that Gu Ning had already fallen asleep.

Through the moonlight that filtered through the white curtains, Li Xuewu looked at his daughter. She no longer had the irritating energy during the day, and she was particularly pleasant when she slept at night.

He didn't dare to care about Li Shu. Gu Ning would be anxious if she woke up. Now she needs sleep more.

Lying on the kang, Li Xuewu rested his arms on his head and thought about the day, recent events, and things to do, and slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, before Li Xuewu woke up, he was pushed awake by Gu Ning.

"What's wrong?"

"Li Shu wakes up, take her out to play"

Gu Ning told Li Xuewu to turn around and go back to sleep. She was so sleepy that she couldn't get up at this time in the morning.

Li Xuewu stared at the girl sitting next to him, but Li Shu was still obedient. She pointed to the door with her little hand and babblingly told Ba Ba that she wanted to go out to play.

"You are my ancestor!"

Li Xuewu sat up helplessly, put on his clothes and took his daughter to wash her face.

As if she knew she could go out to play after washing her face, Li Shu was very cooperative and waited for Ba Ba to finish washing her face before opening her hands for a hug.

Li Xuewu yawned and came out of the house with Li Shu in his arms. He glanced at the opposite door and saw that the second aunt who had come to make a fuss last night did not appear again. She was obviously afraid that Li Xuewu would arrest her second son.

The deaf old lady sat at the door early in the morning as usual and nodded when she saw Li Xuewu carrying the child out.

Li Shu didn't want to play in the courtyard, so Li Xuewu nodded and didn't say anything to her.

This old lady's body is just like her ears. It's good and bad sometimes, and the aunt is always taking care of her.

When it's good, I can get out of the house, but when it's bad, I can't even get out of bed.

Li Xuewu didn't look at the time when he went out. When he entered the front yard, he only saw the old man washing his face by the well.

The old man also went over to watch the commotion last night. When he saw Li Xuewu this morning, he didn't know what to say, so he nodded and continued shaving.

I wonder if Banggeng is used to getting up early, but the Jia family has already gotten up.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was pasting the matchbox at the door, and when she saw Li Xuewu coming in, she teased Li Shu.

Xiaodang and Sophora japonica were huddled beside the basin at the door, washing their faces and brushing their teeth. The two little sisters were playing around, which aroused Li Shu's curiosity.

Qin Huairu heard her mother-in-law's words and walked out of the room. She greeted Li Xuewu and talked about the work.

The two of them stood at the table where Jia Zhang usually pastes matchboxes, and they were not afraid that she would hear something. One talked and the other listened.

Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't know anything about the steel rolling mill, and she had no impression of Fu Linfang in her daughter-in-law's words.

However, it didn't sound right at first, and later on I became even more frightened, and my hand holding the matchbox started to tremble.

Seeing that Xiaodang and Huaihua were stained with water after washing, they quickly stood up and pretended to clean up, hiding from the two people talking here.

It is said that once you become a cadre, you will be more scheming, but she has never felt that Qin Huairu is more scheming.

But today, she was frightened. When she thought of her daughter-in-law's relationship with Li Xuewu and what she had just said, she quickly hid far away to avoid being silenced.

Li Xuewu glanced at Jia Zhang who was fleeing and didn't care. Qin Huairu glanced at it, smiled, and then continued.

In fact, it was not as evil as what Jia Zhang heard. It was Qin Huairu who said it was evil, deliberately to scare her mother-in-law.

The last time she came back, her mother-in-law always came close to her when she was talking to Li Xuewu. This time, she wanted to scare her to stop her from being petty again.

Especially after Li Xuewu pulled out a gun and scared her so much last time, this trick seemed even more effective.

Qin Huairu chatted seriously with Li Xuewu about the guest house and Fu Linfang.

She was the first to discover that Fu Linfang was abnormal. After trying to persuade Fu Linfang to no avail, she directly told Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu didn't know what Fu Linfang had gone through and why he was still entangled with Wang Jingzhang. He had no preference to explore other people's privacy. He walked his own path and it was up to her.

Today, Qin Huairu pulled him and said that she was just reporting to him about the guest house as usual. With Qin Huairu and Zhang Songying here, how could she make trouble in the guest house?

The main reason was that Fu Linfang didn't do anything in the guest house. She had to go to work, and she couldn't control what she did after work.

While the two were talking, Rain opened the door curtain and walked out of the main room. He saw the two standing here talking and said hello.

Qin Huairu responded with a smile and asked about her work unit, while Yu Yu complained about the many things going wrong in the agency.

She didn't want to get involved in any activities, and her mentality was to just take it one day at a time and just have fun.

However, when she was talking to Qin Huairu, her eyes were looking at Li Xuewu, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to open her teeth.

Li Xuewu asked with a smile: "Did I disturb you last night?"

Yuyu shook her head, knowing that Li Xuewu was asking about the second aunt who came to Li Xuewu's house to act as a demon last night. She was sitting in the room and could see clearly from the back window.

Li Xuewu was so annoyed at that time that he waved directly to Liu Guangtian, who was standing at home watching the excitement, and told him to report to the security office tomorrow.

Liu Guangtian was so frightened that he took his mother back home, and then the second uncle's house was in a state of panic again.

The reason is also very simple. When the second master came back earlier, he said that Liu Guangfu was fine and Li Xuewu had arranged work for him.

People in the compound don't believe that such a good thing can happen. They can still find jobs if they get into trouble. Doesn't this force them to get into trouble?

Just as he was waiting for people in the courtyard to inquire about the details, it was reported that Liu Guangfu was squatting on the fence again.