Chen Song was dragged out of the window with a strong force, and as soon as his feet were stable, he hurriedly turned around and reached out to pull his mother who was still trapped inside.

Being saved is just a blink of an eye.

However, in just ten seconds, billowing smoke had already poured into the accounting room, and the blackened room quickly became invisible.

Chen Song is glad that the rescue came in time, and if he stayed a little longer, he might end up with carbon monoxide poisoning.

"Miss Song, what are you hugging?" Aunt Li quickly noticed the bulging padded jacket in Chen Song's arms.

"This is from the finance room, and my mother said that it must be something important, so she told me to pick it up. Chen Song spread out his padded jacket as he spoke.

Aunt Li glanced at it a few times: "The account book in the financial room must be the account book, I will take it to Accountant Wang, you two go and wash your face, look at the dirty face, you can use it as a blackboard to paint!"

Before he finished speaking, several people were already looking over to this side.

"No," Chen Song hugged the stack of ledgers back into his arms, "I heard that the things rescued from the fire are going to be handed over to the police. ”

"What nonsense, you can't hand it over to the police!" A middle-aged man in a military padded jacket walked over in three or two steps, with the embarrassment on his face that he had just finished shouting, opened his mouth, and hurriedly explained, "This ...... This is the account book in the factory, which round will be taken care of by the police? You hurry up and give it to me, I'm still waiting to count the number!"

Ding Huifen shook her head, obviously hearing what Chen Song said before: "No, Accountant Wang, I'd better hand over such a tight thing to the factory director!"

"Yes, there are a lot of people, and if it gets lost and broken, my mother can't tell. Chen Song added.

"What's bad, isn't this almost burned?" Accountant Wang said, grabbing a copy and flipping it through without saying anything.

Chen Song saw that his fingers trembled, and he already understood eight or nine points in his heart, and stretched out his hand to point behind him: "The police are coming!"

Accountant Wang was frightened.

Chen Song immediately snatched the half-cokered account book in his hand and dodged back: "Uncle Wang, I just saw you wandering around the back door of the warehouse several times, and you are still holding a box of matches in your hand, could this fire be the one you put it?"

"Nonsense!" Accountant Wang's voice was very rough, and the splattered spit almost flew to Chen Song's face, "You don't have a child with all the hair, you ...... Which eye did you see me setting fire with a match?"

"Yes, I seem to have misunderstood," Chen Song nodded casually, not frightened by his appearance, "It seems that you are not holding a match, but a lighter." ”

The first half of the sentence made Accountant Wang's heart fall to the ground, and the second half of the sentence made Accountant Wang feel like he was hit on his toe by the stone.

I never smoke, I ...... Where did I get the lighter?" His voice couldn't help but be sharpened.

"Accountant Wang. A voice rang out, interrupting his loud defense.

Chen Songrushui's eyes narrowed slightly.

It was Director Yan, Yan Guotao.

This person is not tall and fat, there is no part of his facial features that is not rough, but a pair of eyes are very slender, and there is a layer of folds floating on the eyelids, like oily skin scooped up from cold rice porridge.

"Xiao Ding," he opened his mouth in an official tone, "You took out the account book from the fire to help the factory recover the loss, which is a good thing, but you can't just wronged the workers just because of your merits, there is no such reason in the world." ”

Ding Huifen is not good at explaining, and after hearing this, she was stunned for a while: "Director Yan, I ...... it."

"You are honest and steady, I know this, but when you hit such a big fire, no matter how steady a person is, you will inevitably be in a hurry and confused. For your sake, I asked the finance department to give you an extra 200 yuan bonus. As for the fact that you have wronged Accountant Wang, forget it. Today is my daughter's wedding day, and I can't afford to worry about you for this little sesame mung bean big thing. Yan Guotao said.

Today is the day of wages, and 200 yuan is undoubtedly a surprise for working families who are used to frugality.

It's just that Ding Huifen's heart was really stabbed a little by the sentence "wedding day": "But, but I'm already ......"

Yan Guotao raised his hand to interrupt her: "If you are too little, in addition to the two hundred bonuses on the payroll, I will add another four hundred to you." ”

Four hundred?

The eyes of the people around couldn't help but widen, and Ding Huifen's body was covered with envy or jealousy, and she looked a little flustered: "Director Yan, I didn't mean that, I just ......"

"It's too little?" Yan Guotao's tone changed slightly, and the wrinkles on his eyelids suddenly added another layer, "Xiao Ding, you can't be too greedy, I'll add a total of 1,000 to you, you give the account book to Accountant Wang, and follow him to get the money in a while." ”

"My mother meant that she was about to resign, but I didn't expect you to be so polite, Uncle Yan, and give her a bonus before leaving," Chen Song interjected.

When Yan Guotao heard this, his mouth immediately opened wide: "You ......"

Chen Song didn't wait for him to speak, he squinted and smiled: "Thank you Uncle Yan for this." ”

She then turned her eyes to look at her mother: "Mom, you should follow Accountant Wang to get the money, and our family will be able to have a good year after receiving the money!"

"Big sister, why do you suddenly want to resign after doing a good job?" Aunt Li asked hurriedly.

"My mother is not in good health and is dizzy, and she can't bear the work on the assembly line. Chen Song made an excuse for his mother.

Although it is an excuse, it is also true, and in retrospect, my mother was always dizzy and cold at that time, and it was likely that she had a problem such as low blood sugar.

"No wonder," Aunt Li didn't suspect when she heard this, "Big sister, you have to come and see me when you have time, the two sweaters you answered you should help me knit haven't finished knitting yet." ”

Ding Huifen nodded: "It's almost over, there are only a few lines left, and you can collect the needle in these two days, and I will ask Nannan to send it to you after receiving the needle." ”

Accountant Wang on the side waited a little impatiently: "Aren't you going to resign, are you still receiving your salary?"

"Lead, of course lead ......" Ding Huifen hurriedly followed, not paying attention to Yan Guotao's obscure gaze behind him.

After settling the salaries and bonuses, it was already dark.

The fire in the textile factory's warehouse was extinguished, and only black smoke was still coming out, and the cold wind was mixed with the smell of burnt fabric, so bad that you wanted to cover your nose.

Ding Huifen touched the inside pocket of her clothes from time to time, and there was an unconcealable joy on her face - it was the first time in her life that she had received such a large sum of money.

Chen Song looked at the corners of his mother's raised lips, a little trance-like.

This year, my mother was thirty-six years old, and she was clearly a weathered face, but when she smiled, she had a hint of girlish innocence, which was still bright in her eyes.

Thinking back to my gray and dull thirties, I probably never had such a pure and bright time......

"Mom, where are we going to live in the future?" asked Chen Yang with his little head raised and asked in a childish voice.

Ding Huifen scratched his nose: "Mom will work in the tailor shop in the future, and the tailor shop will have a place for us to live." ”