That night.
Lin Shaowen was sleeping with Qin Huairu in his arms. He was really tired.
Qin Huairu treated him like a beast. There were traces of their battle everywhere except in the yard, bathroom, study room...
Qin Huairu secretly touched her belly.
But she didn't know how magical "Qing Nang Shu" was.
The moonlight shone in the west wing courtyard, and the flowers and plants planted during the day immediately began to break through the soil, and spiky buds appeared.
early morning.
When Lin Shaowen got up, Qin Huairu was already gone.
There was a bowl of hot noodles on the dining table in the study room, with an egg lightly covering it.
Twenty minutes later.
Lin Shaowen was about to go to work when he smelled the smell of rotten eggs. His expression immediately darkened, and he looked at the seven or eight long-dried marks on the door. It looked like someone had done it last night.
When he walked into the yard, many people were looking at him secretly, full of schadenfreude.
"You want to play, right? OK, let's play slowly."
Lin Shaowen left behind a word and turned around to leave.
"Let's see what this kid can do."
"That's right, let's change the group of people tonight."
"Yes, just use feces this time."
They couldn't say they were whispering, it should be said that they were blatant.
Anyway, Lin Shaowen is not here, so what are they afraid of?
Steel rolling mill.
"Yi Zhonghai, are you confused? Let's re-do this workpiece." The director of the first workshop scolded with a straight face.
"Director, that's enough." Yi Zhonghai retorted.
"Am I the director or are you the director?" the workshop director yelled.
Yi Zhonghai blushed in frustration.
"Jia Dongxu, are you a pig? You can't do this well." The team leader pointed at Jia Dongxu and roared, "You have been in the factory for five years, right? You are a first-level worker, aren't you ashamed? "
"I……"
Jia Dongxu was stunned by the scolding.
"What am I? You finish this box of workpieces for me today. If you can't finish it, you see how I deal with it." The team leader said and brought in a box of parts.
Jia Dongxu swallowed.
He will never be able to finish it.
A canteen.
"He Yuzhu, what's the matter with you?" Wang Kuirong called Shazhu to him in front of everyone and said angrily, "Now many workers are dissatisfied with the food you cook. Do you not want to work anymore?"
"Who? Who is dissatisfied?" Silly Zhu raised his head and said.
"Do you still want to retaliate against others?" Wang Kuirong's eyes were dangerous.
"I...I didn't." Silly Zhu was immediately frightened.
"You'd better not have one." Wang Kuirong said coldly, "I also heard that you are very good in the kitchen, commanding this and that? You are just a fucking eighth-level cook. If you want to raise your tail, you are still early. .”
Silly Zhu was scolded just like his grandson.
Qin Huairu snickered. She had discovered that Lin Shaowen had been thrown a rotten egg in the morning. She didn't dare to say anything at the time, but secretly ran to the infirmary and paid attention to Lin Shaowen.
Lin Shaowen reassured her.
Seven workshops.
"Liu Haizhong... you are going to die for me." the workshop director roared angrily.
Red Star Elementary School.
Principal room.
"Teacher Yan, someone reported that you threatened and extorted money from students' parents. Is this true?" the principal said seriously.
"No, principal, don't you know who I am?" Yan Bugui was shocked.
"Of course I know who you are, otherwise I wouldn't have let you come here." The principal's expression softened slightly, "But you should go home and rest now. You can come back after we have investigated the matter clearly."
"No, principal..."
"Ok, deal."
The principal kicked Yan Bugui out directly.
When Yan Bugui returned to the courtyard, he was stunned.
"Lao Yi, why are you back? And the second uncle, why are you at home too..."
The noble man in Yanbu was dumbfounded. Most of the people in the yard who went to work were actually at home.
"Our director was targeting me, and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I asked for leave and came back." Yi Zhonghai sighed.
"Master, it's okay for you. I was driven to clean the toilet again." Jia Dongxu said with a sad face.
Bangzhong gritted his teeth and said nothing.
He was sprayed like a dog by the director in the workshop, which made him completely humiliated.
Not a moment.
Another seven or eight people came back, all of whom were scolded by their work leaders or reported to them and sent home for investigation.
"Something's wrong." Yi Zhonghai patted his head.
"There is something wrong." Yan Bugui also discovered the problem, "Except for Qin Huairu and Xu Damao, almost everyone in the courtyard has returned. Could this be..."
"Lin Shaowen, it must be him." Liu Haizhong gritted his teeth.
"I didn't throw the egg, so why should you target me?" someone said aggrievedly.
"Even so, I didn't participate, so why should you target me?"
Many people started shouting.
Lin Shaowen didn't know, but they did.
The ones who threw rotten eggs at Lin Shaowen's house yesterday were Sha Zhu, Yan Bugui and a few boys from Liu Haizhong's house.
"No, I have to go to the steel rolling mill to find Lin Shaowen. If I lose my job, my family of five will not starve to death."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of Yan Bugui, Liu Haizhong and Shazhu changed.
Yi Zhonghai frowned, but he was not too nervous.
He knew about this, but it was really not his instruction. Silly Zhu did it on his own initiative. He just didn't stop it.
"Go tell Lin Shaowen, he may not miss you well." Liu Haizhong said harshly.
"Lin Shaowen is not a very good person, but he is still sensible. Yesterday I borrowed the third master's flower hoe and gave him such a big cantaloupe." Someone whispered.
"Yes, let's go find Lin Shaowen."
The whole yard suddenly became noisy again.
"Okay, stop making trouble, I'm going to negotiate with Lin Shaowen." Yi Zhonghai stood up and said, "Second uncle, third uncle, you guys can go too."
The expressions of the two of them changed. How could they dare to say they disagreed.
Infirmary.
Lin Shaowen was eating watermelon with a spoon.
"Hey, you're living a pretty good life."
A trace of envy flashed in Yi Zhonghai's eyes.
"If you're sick, just say it, if not, get out." Lin Shaowen said unceremoniously.
"You...do you still have any respect for the old man?" Liu Haizhong said angrily.
"Liu Haizhong, do you want to boil molten iron?"
Lin Shaowen's tone was calm, but Liu Haizhong was so frightened that he took a step back, "This old guy is an eighth-level worker. I may not be able to touch him for the time being. As for you, it's up to you to see if I can kill you."
Although there is only one level difference between the eighth-level workers and the seventh-level workers, they are actually hugely different.
Looking at the entire steel rolling mill, there are only a few dozen level eight fitters out of tens of thousands of people. But there are many seventh-level fitters. Many people live in poverty all their lives and will not be able to get up until retirement. This is what it means.
"You...don't do whatever you want." Liu Haizhong panicked.
What kind of work is boiling molten iron? That's really hard work.
Moreover, molten iron with a temperature of thousands of degrees will really hurt you if you rub it, and you will die if you touch it.
Every year, people die in the molten iron, and there are countless disabled people.
The pay for such a dangerous job is high, right?
No, it’s just a little more subsidy than ordinary workers.
