Young Military Rarities

Che asked Hei Yu to take them to the quilt factory and turned around, and they heard the sound of cotton and machinery running in the distance. The quilt factory was relatively simple and the equipment was not advanced, but ordinary people hired by Yun Che Many quilts and quilts can be produced every day. Most of them will be distributed to the people in the community. Only a small part of them will be replaced by Changle waste or Mo Shaoyang. If it is changed, it will be directly sent to them. Almost, Yun Che has never accounted for so many people he admits, of course, except for the usual bickering.

"Cloud team!"

"Cloud team!"

The quilt factory covers an area of ​​hundreds of square meters, which is not very large. Yun Che did not ride in Hei Yu to enter, but jumped down and pulled in Xiaochen Chen. He also consciously turned into a small dog and jumped to him. On their shoulders, when they saw them coming in, the workers in the garment factory raised their heads and greeted him. They were ordinary people, not the family members of the internal staff of Chaoyang Peak. They were all recruited from the ordinary area of ​​the base, and only a small amount of bomb cotton was removed The men who moved with them were all other women who had lost their husbands in the last days and had elderly and children to take care of. Yun Che gave them five pounds of rice each day, which not only allowed them to fill their stomachs to feed their families, but also saved some money. There is some balance, everyone is very grateful to him.

"Don't worry about me, I'll do it for you guys. I'll take a look."

Yun Che waved her hands with a smile, and walked inside with Xiaochen Chen, and then went to the area where cotton was played. Everyone's pounds of cotton played every day will be recorded on a book hanging on the wall behind them. Yun Che readily Taking down the record books of several people and taking a look, Xiaofei Chen had already been curious to see those people playing cotton.

"Uncle what are you doing?"

Xiaopeng Chen's mouth is sweet and cute. The man in question looks in his thirties and smiles unconsciously. "I'm playing a quilt now, are you the nephew Chen Chen of the cloud team?"

"Well, my name is Yun Zichen, and I am three years old this year. It turned out that the quilt covered by Chen Chen was played by my uncle. Thank you uncle, it's warm!"

The little guy really didn't recognize him. No, he actually talked to him like a decent person. The black feather lying on his head rolled boringly, but when he turned around, he saw the man playing cotton oppositely. They finally quit their work and walked towards them. They also smiled and hugged the chubby Chen on the brand-new cotton being played. The young master looked so cute. I heard that the Yun team hurts you so much. I want you. The cute child must have a pain in his heart. "

The man also looks like he is in his thirties. Compared with other people with yellow skin and thin skin, his looks are much better, although he can't compare with Yun Che.

"Chen Changsheng, what are you doing? How can you sit on the new cotton?"

Before waiting for Xiaofei Chen to say anything, the man who talked to Xiaofei Chen also stopped his work and walked over. His face was obviously full of disapproval. The man named Chen Changsheng suddenly said, "Yang Tianhua, aren't you? This factory is owned by the young master. It may be his future. What's wrong with sitting on the cotton? You can't let the young master stand. "

Because he was born with a big voice and deliberately raised his voice, many people looked at it, and Yun Che, who was looking at the workers' logs, was no exception.

"you……"

"what happened?"

Yang Tianhua was so angry that his face was dark, but he had no time to say anything. Yun Che had already put down the log and walked over. Xiaofei Chen also actively jumped off the bed of cotton, and the black feather lying on his head said slowly. "What else? Someone wants to please Chenchen, and by the way, please. It's that simple."

"you……"

As soon as he spoke, Chen Changsheng was scared and pale. They knew that Yun Che had a talking dog, but he never dreamed that the dog was so smart, and he pierced his wishful thinking.

Yun Che took Xiaofei Chen to look at Chen Changsheng calmly, then turned to look at Yang Tianhua "What's the matter with you?"

He is not blind, he can see who he is pointing at

"This……"

Yang Tianhua didn't know how to speak. He couldn't say that he didn't let Yun's little nephew sit on the cotton, so as not to affect the quality of the quilt?

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