Chapter 315

The southwest base gradually returned to normal. Time passed quickly. A week later, Xing Feng and others who went to the Northwest for support still didn't come back. Yunche didn't say anything on the surface, but he was more and more worried. Seeing the Spring Festival approaching, Xing Feng's daily email didn't mention any words to come back. Everyone at home was worried, but they didn't There is one person who has expressed this concern, and everyone is afraid of infecting other people.

There is also a person who runs to their home every day, that is, Xiujie. At first, he is more reserved. Once a day, then twice a day and three times a day. Later, he just came in the morning. He won't go back until he has supper. He is worried that it's all naked on his face.

"Master, you say you look all day. What's good? Xing dada is such a big man. Can something really happen? "

According to the Convention, black feather carries yunche out again. In these two days, yunche is more and more worried. After breakfast, he has to take xiaopang out for a walk. Black feather is always worried that his pregnancy is inconvenient, and he will hurt his little master. He volunteered to ride them to the outside of the community and lingered outside the community gate for a long time before coming back.

"Who told you I was worried about them? Haven't you heard that pregnant people need to move more before giving birth? "

Holding chubby Chen's cloud in one hand, chuckling like a smile, the skill of blind bullshit has been improved.

"Listen to your ghost, do you think the beast is as good as Yao Yao? You are so lazy that you have no bottom line. If you were not worried about Xing dada, how could you run out in such a cold day? What's more, you don't do business. You just walk around. It's good for your birthday. How much exercise do you do when you sit on the beast? Please don't think of this beast as stupid as you do, will you? "

Black feather turns to look at him, full of disgust, don't know what they say little fat morning simply from their own space to find a magic cube to play with.

"It's better to be lazy and have no bottom line than you have no bottom line."

Yunche is not upset after being exposed. He is still lazy. It doesn't mean much to him whether it's cold or not. Just like he's not afraid of heat, he's not afraid of cold. Besides, his elder sister still forces him to wrap a thick down jacket before going out. If it's not for his special constitution, he's probably sweating.

"Who has no bottom line and who has no bottom line? I don't know how much chastity there is. You think everyone is like you? "

If it wasn't for fear that they were still on his back, he would jump up and blow up his hair. Recently, he doesn't know how obedient he is. He hasn't been out for a long time No, he didn't go out to say hello to others. He felt that he was about to become a saint.

"Yes, you are. Are you the most prudent when you argue about such things?"

"Fuck, master..."

"Cloud team, take the morning out for a walk again."

He was interrupted in the middle of his argument. Not far ahead, the gatekeeper was greeting them. Yunche replied with a smile: "well, go out for a walk and keep warm. Don't stand outside. Close the iron gate and go back to the house to get warm. You will be called when someone comes."

No matter the members of the team or the ordinary people in Chaoyang are well adjusted. Even in the cold weather, they are all standing at the door as upright as Qingsong. From this point of view, yunche admires Gu Mingxuan's ability to resist.

"It's OK. We're used to it. The captain is not here. We should be more energetic and guard our home."

Instead of a few young talents standing guard, I exchanged greetings with yunche. Seeing that they were going out, I took the initiative to return to the guard room and pressed the button to open the door. Two heavy iron doors opened slowly.

"Ha ha With you in my house, Xing dada is at ease no matter how long he goes. "

Yunche smiled a little, and black feather took them out with a big swagger: "everyone is working hard. When Xing dada comes back, I will definitely let him give you a good reward."

It's OK that he doesn't speak. The guards at the gate of the gate all draw their muscles uncontrollably. Although they have made great efforts to keep their eyes on him, they shiver when they hear his voice because the psychological shadow area he left them before is too large.

Out of the gate of the community, yunche asked black feather to take them to the quilt factory to turn around. From a distance, he heard the sound of playing cotton and machine operation. The quilt factory was built in a simple way, and the equipment was not advanced. However, yunche employed many ordinary people, and could produce many quilt and cotton padded jackets every day. Most of them would be distributed to the people in the community, and only a few of them were waste or waste of Changle Mo Shaoyang has been replaced. In fact, it's almost the same as the one who sent them directly. For the people he recognizes, yunche never cares so much, except for the usual bickering.

"Cloud team!"

"Cloud team!"

The quilt factory covers an area of hundreds of square meters, not very big. Yunche didn't ride black feather in, but jumped down and led xiaopang in. Black feather was also very conscious. When he became a little milk dog, he jumped on his shoulder and saw them coming in. The workers of the quilt factory raised their heads to greet him. They were ordinary people, not family members of the internal staff of Chaoyang peak, all from Except for a few men who play cotton and carry it, others are women who have lost their husbands in the end of the world and who have old people and children to take care of. Yunche gives each of them five Jin of rice every day, which can not only feed their families, but also save some money. Everyone is very grateful to him."Don't worry about me. I'll have a look."

Yunche smiles and waves his hand, leads xiaopangchen to continue to walk inside, and then goes to the cotton playing area. How many jin of cotton each person plays every day will be recorded on a book hanging on the wall behind them. Yunche takes down the records of several people and looks at them. Xiaopangchen has already run curiously to see those people playing cotton.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

Xiaopang Chen's mouth is sweet and lovely. The man questioned looks in his thirties and smiles unconsciously: "I'm playing quilts now. Are you Chenchen, the nephew of cloud team?"

"Well, my name is yunzichen. I'm three years old. It turns out that the quilt that Chenchen built was played by my uncle. Thank you, uncle. It's warm!"

The little guy didn't recognize his life. No, he talked to people as if he were a model. The black feather on his head rolled his eyes. He turned around and saw the man playing cotton on the opposite side looking at them quietly. At last, he put down his work and walked towards them. He also picked up xiaopang Chen with a smile and put it on the brand-new cotton he was playing: "little boy is so cute It's said that the cloud team loves you very much. If I want to have such a lovely child as you, I'm sure that I'm going to feel pain in my heart. "

The man also looks like he is in his thirties. Compared with other skinny people, he looks much better, although he can't compare with yunche.

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

Before waiting for xiaopang Chen to say anything, the man who had talked with xiaopang Chen stopped his work and came over. His face was obviously full of disagreement. The man named Chen Changsheng suddenly said loudly, "Yang Tianhua, aren't you? This factory is owned by a young master and uncle. I don't know if it's his. What's wrong with sitting on the cotton? I can't let you stand. "

Because he was born with a loud voice and deliberately raised the voice line, many people have looked at the past, and yunche, who is checking the worker's log, is no exception.

"You..."

"What's the matter?"

Yang Tianhua's face was black with anger, but he didn't have time to say anything. Yunche had put down the log and walked over. Xiaopangchen also jumped out of the cotton playing bed and the black feather lying on his head said: "what else can I do? Some people want to please morningmorning, by the way, it's so simple. "

"You..."

As soon as he spoke, Chen Changsheng's face turned white with fear. They knew that yunche had a talking dog, but he never dreamed that the dog was so smart, and a word revealed his wishful thinking.

Yunche leads xiaopang Chen to take a quiet look at Chen Changsheng, then turns to look at Yang Tianhua: "what's the matter with you?"

He is not blind. He can see who he is referring to.

"Here..."

Yang Tianhua is so embarrassed that he doesn't know how to open his mouth. He can't say that he won't let the little nephew of the cloud team sit on the cotton so as not to affect the quality of the quilt, right?

Xiaopang Chen looked back and forth at them, pulled layunche's hand and motioned him to squat down, then leaned against his ear and said in a low voice, "uncle, don't blame your uncle. It was that uncle who suddenly took Chenchen to cotton and sat on it. Uncle was angry."

Although he is young, he is sharp. He knows which uncle is good.

"Well, you can say that out loud in the future."

Rubbing his nephew's head, yunche stood up and said to the workshop director, "show me their work logs."

"Yes, yes..."

The workshop director dared not say anything more. He hurriedly ran to take down the logs of the two people. Yunche took the logs and looked at them. Yang Tianhua's daily work progress was almost the same, while Chen Changsheng's work log was the same as the roller coaster. The lowest day, he could play ten Jin of cotton, less than two quilts, and the highest one was no more than fifty Jin.

"What's the matter with this data? Don't you, as workshop director, read their logs? "

The gentle smile gradually disappeared from his face, and yunche left the opened log to the workshop director. His eyes, which had no deterrent force, were sharp and pressing, which made the workshop director's whole body tremble: "no, it's not the cloud team. Listen to me, Chen Changsheng was recommended by the head of a jurisdiction over the base, which is not easy for us to say."

He is also an ordinary survivor of the base. He will become the workshop director because he had the experience of managing the workshop before the end of his life. There is someone behind Chen Changsheng. Even if he is just a small official of sesame and mung bean, he dare not easily offend him.

"So are you going to tell me that my factory has become the home of the related households?"

When his eyes narrowed dangerously, yunche's voice line suddenly dropped by several percentage points. He invited these people to work, not to muddle along. He really thought that his salary of five Jin rice a day was so easy to get?

"I, I, I He was brought in by the regular process. "

The workshop director stuttered with anxiety, but at last he could only hold back that sentence. Seeing this situation, the idiot knew what was going on. Chen Changsheng was stupefied for half a day, then hurriedly came to him and said: "cloud, cloud team, I dare not to do it later. Please give me another chance. There are many old and small people in my family who need my support. I really can't lose it Go to this job. "It was originally thought that the cloud team would rarely bring their nephew back. After flattering them, they might be able to work as a workshop director. You know, besides five Jin of rice a day, the workshop director still has five Jin of meat a month, a living material. Unexpectedly Blame the damn Yang Tianhua. How could things have been like this if he hadn't been talkative?