Xing Junkang was already blue when he left.
He really didn't expect that Song Wei, a girl from the village, could be so eloquent, and that he, the director of a production factory, would be left speechless by her scolding.
He got angry and returned home. He saw Xing Fangfang still playing with the vase and arranging flowers on the sofa in the living room. He immediately became so angry that he went up and took the vase and smashed it to pieces on the ground!
Just as Xing Fangfang was about to scream, Xing Junkang went up and slapped her again: "Tell me! What happened during the day?"
Xing Fangfang covered her face, tears falling down one after another: "Didn't I say it's all the fault of Brother Hengchuan and his wife..."
Bang! Another slap.
"You haven't told the truth yet! Who taught you to lie?"
Xing Junkang's face was livid, veins popped out on his forehead, and the muscles in his cheeks were trembling slightly.
Xing Fangfang was frightened. She sobbed and told everything about what happened during the day. She didn't forget to say: "That woman didn't show up earlier than later, but she just happened to show up when I was giving gifts. Wasn't that intentional?"
Xing Junkang was so angry that he wanted to slap her again, but when he saw the red fingerprints on his daughter's face, he couldn't bear to do it and sat down on the sofa dejectedly.
Unknowingly, work had been stopped for four days. Several senior craftsmen gathered together to study for a long time. No one could convince anyone of the plans they proposed, and they had to give up in the end.
"It would be great if Lao Xu was here, he has the most experience in this."
"Who says it's not the case, but I left in such a miserable state, if it were you, would you be willing to come back?"
"How can we not know who Lao Xu is? He's just angry. It'll be fine if he gets over it."
"It's hard, don't you see who he is angry with?"
The master craftsmen gathered together to chat. Xing Junkang listened to these words attentively. The machinery and equipment have never been improved. These days, he was so worried that his mouth was blistered. There was really nothing he could do. Carrying two boxes of gifts, this time He also asked Xing Fangfang to go to the front of Xu Wei's country.
Perhaps Song Wei's scolding him that night finally had some effect. This time, his attitude was very low, and he never mentioned repairing the machine. He only said that he came to apologize.
After muttering sincerely at the door for a long time, Xu Weiguo finally opened the door, but his face was still a little unsightly.
Xing Junkang finally learned his lesson and lightly kicked his precious daughter on the butt: "Go and apologize to Aunt Xu!"
Xing Fangfang frowned and said, "I'm sorry, Aunt Xu, it was my fault that day."
Aunt Xu looked at her: "The person you should apologize to most should be Song Wei."
Xing Fangfang was still squirming, but Xing Junkang kicked her in the butt again, and then she reluctantly apologized to Song Wei.
"Okay." Xu Weiguo said, "What's the problem with the new equipment? Let's talk about it."
Xing Junkang was so happy that he hurriedly explained all the problems with the equipment. Of course, the factory had to see the specific situation with his own eyes.
The two of them walked and talked all the way. It was already very late and the factory was dark.
Before I even reached the place where the new equipment was placed, I heard a clanging sound, as if iron bars were being dismantled, and a beam of light lit up at the end.
Xing Junkang hurriedly turned on all the headlights in the factory, ran over and saw that it was Jin Hengchuan.
He had been a grandson for a day, and he was not in a good mood at the moment. He deliberately vented his anger and shouted: "What are you dismantling there? Do you want to steal the parts and sell them?"
The light of the flashlight shone directly into Jin Hengchuan's eyes.
Jin Hengchuan gave him a cold look, ignored him, and then removed the bearings from the machine.
"You're still demolishing it, right? I'm going to call the police!"
Xu Weiguo looked at Jin Hengchuan's operation and stopped Xing Junkang. He walked over and said, "Do you think it's a bearing problem?"
Jin Hengchuan said: "I have seen the repair plans of several masters. They are all troubleshooting circuit problems, but no one considers bearings."
"The machine is new, but the bearings used are of poor quality. The machine rotates too high and the bearings are worn out."
Xing Junkang scolded: "Nonsense! You have only been here to learn for a few days and you dare to dismantle the machine? How do you judge that the bearing is worn?"
Xu Weiguo picked up the bearing on the ground and looked at it again and again, with a serious look on his face, then he laughed: "Yes, I was thinking about this issue when I came here! Let's go together!"
Jin Hengchuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
How long has he been studying mechanics? Although he was sure, he would be in trouble if he thought wrong.
Xu Weiguo was very satisfied with him, and the two started chatting immediately.
Xing Junkang was left standing there with an ugly expression.
It's a good thing that the machine can be repaired, but it's uncomfortable to be embarrassed.
The next day, Xu Weiguo invited Jin Hengchuan to his home for dinner, and Jin Hengchuan took Song Wei with him.
Since he and Jin Hengchuan were repairing machines last night, the more he looked at Jin Hengchuan, the more he liked him, and he specifically asked his wife to bring out the good wine from the house.
Jin Hengchuan was disrespectful, but when the wine came to Song Wei, he quickly stopped her.
Xu Weiguo said: "It's okay. This is home-brewed. It's not high in alcohol and not intoxicating."
Jin Hengchuan still insisted. The last time he drank, Song Wei "played a gangster" on him in the street. He still remembered it. How could he dare to let her drink a little more?
Song Wei had no memory of that day, but Jin Hengchuan finally helped her remember it over and over again, and insisted on letting her do it again. Whenever this happened, she covered herself tightly with the quilt.
At the dinner table, the old couple looked at the young couple with loving expressions on their faces.
After the meal, Song Wei helped Aunt Xu wash the dishes, while Xu Weiguo played chess with Jin Hengchuan.
"Xing Junkang wanted me to return to the factory as a technical consultant. I didn't want to agree to him, but I agreed anyway. Do you know why?" Xu Weiguo said with a smile: "Because of you."
Jin Hengchuan was in a daze: "Because of me?"
Xu Weiguo laughed: "I want you to be my closed disciple, are you happy with it? If you are not happy, I will tell Xing Junkang as soon as possible and ask him to hire someone else!"
How could Jin Hengchuan be unhappy? He agreed very excitedly!
Then the two of them had another drink, the apprenticeship wine.
Even though Jin Hengchuan drank well, he was still confused after two drinks. Fortunately, the two families were not far away, so Song Wei was able to help him back.
After arriving home, Jin Hengchuan's hands began to become dishonest.
He pressed tightly against Song Wei, transferring the heat of his body to her. In his drunken state, he bit Song Wei's lips.
"Weiwei...well..."
Song Wei couldn't help but tremble, and a burning heat felt between her legs.
As soon as he lowered his head, a small tent had been set up under Jin Hengchuan.
When did you get up? Song Wei's face turned red. If she were at Aunt Xu's house...
Song Wei was so ashamed that Jin Hengchuan didn't think that he suddenly turned into a gangster. He hugged Song Wei and kissed her passionately, from her lips to her neck, and then down...
"Weiwei, I miss you...please don't leave, okay? I don't want to...don't want to be separated from you..."
In a few moments, Song Wei's clothes were torn to pieces, and then, the burning heat pressed against her.
Jin Hengchuan let out a trembling sigh.
Nephrite Wenxiang hugged her full, and even her fingertips trembled with the extreme comfort.
The muscles on her back were expanding and her waist was shaking. Song Wei could no longer bear it.
"Be gentle!"
"Don't leave." Jin Hengchuan's voice was hoarse, and he breathed out hot air: "Stay with me."
