"That's it." Uncle Wu scratched his head embarrassedly, and put away the loofah in his hand: "I also wiped it clean, do you have something to go? The boss should be back in a while, he must come back in the afternoon every time he goes out. , I'm always worried about things in the factory, so I came back early..."
Taozhi nodded: "I'll return it in a while. Seeing that everyone in the factory has been using masks for a long time, I'll have someone pull them over."
Uncle Wu was shocked: "Masks? That stuff is fine. We have been in the factory for ten years and change it once a year. The gauze is of good quality and can be used for a year."
Taozhi smiled: "It's okay, everyone is healthy."
He hesitated, watching her get in the car, he silently said, "Thank you..."
When Taozhi heard it, she just smiled. She knew that Uncle Wu's house was not in good condition, so she sent more rice to his house last time.
He might know, but he didn't know how to repay, so he wiped the car for her at this time.
Taozhi drove out, and he was still waving to her.
After Taozhi left the factory, he closed the door and continued to read books in his small security booth.
The eldest said he lived until he was old to learn, so he had to continue to study.
Taozhi went to a remote place and took out some things from the factory.
After all, the factory is either the family members of martyrs or the family members of some military wives and soldiers. Be nice to them. She doesn't feel that these things are wasted at all.
Taozhi plans to find a warehouse, put everything in, and then let someone pull it away.
She was walking on this warehouse street, many of which were low-rise houses, guarded by some uncles and aunts outside, all of which were tile-roofed houses similar to ancient streets.
She looked around, thinking about finding a suitable place, the best location is more convenient.
But after looking around, there are only a few suitable ones.
Suddenly, she saw a group of people arguing, she walked over and saw that they were even fighting.
Taozhi walked a little further away, for fear that others would splatter blood on him from a fight.
She hid beside her, and an aunt handed her a cup of tea: "Comrade, ten cups for a penny..."
Taozhi quickly refused, she could only bring back the tea.
The old lady sat on the stool: "these two are going to fight for a while. You can't make it through. They fight fiercely."
"Why are you fighting?" Taozhi looked at the few people over there, in a mess, the woman screamed, and the man looked fierce.
The old lady glanced at her. She was worried that she didn't buy her own tea. She glanced at the people who were fighting over there: "It's not because of the fight for the old house."
"Old house?" Taozhi frowned.
She didn't gossip anymore, so she said to her: "His father suddenly fell ill and died, and the five sons were fighting each other. Whoever lived in that house and didn't have a note or anything would fight every day, and whoever lived in the main house, no one would. Who let go..."
Taozhi heard the words and nodded: "That's it."
The old lady was too lazy to talk, she was sitting in front of her stall selling tea and smashing melon seeds.
Taozhi looked around. This is a crossroad. One side is the road to the provincial capital, the other is the road to Pingzhou, and the other is the road to the most lively urban area in Anshi.
This is indeed a very popular section.
When Taozhi heard the old lady say this, she had an idea in her heart, and she gave her a penny: "Mother-in-law."
When she saw the money, she immediately laughed: "Hey, this beautiful lesbian, you said."