CHAPTER XXVII

Adults and children bustled for more than half an hour, and finally there was order under the guidance of the trade union personnel, and everyone began to line up to register according to their respective workshops. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Jinyang and Tangdun'er were dumbfounded for a long time, they usually play with their friends, but today he will not be there tomorrow, and he didn't notice that there were so many children in the factory. Zhang Jinyang roughly counted, there are almost one hundred and seventy or eighty, you know, the factory implements three shifts, and only dual-income families will bring their children to work!

Tang Wenzong, the little fat man, had already been dizzy on the side, and finally simply dragged a chair and rode on it, pressed his double-layered little chin / on the back of the chair, and scratched his head depressedly. Seeing that Zhang Jinyang finished counting the heads, he hurriedly found another chair and came over, side by side with his own.

"Yangyang, have you found out, how many little cubs are this, I don't know many of them. I thought that we all knew the children in this factory almost enough, and we didn't even have enough for a small half after a long time. Hey, do you see, those guys over there are still together, so it's a good guy, right? Why don't we take a look and let them recognize the door?" The little fat man looked at the small circle of several people who had finished registering and getting together, and was a little eager to try. He always thought that his own son was the boss of the factory (in fact, he was not), so he should be the boss of the children in the factory, but before he couldn't get it himself, so he had to stop fighting. Since he had Zhang Jinyang as a friend, he found that no one could bully him anymore, so he always wanted to convince him, which meant that things would be reversed.

"You're not sick, are you? Why are you going to play well where people are playing? It's not the same play, you like to play when they play? and you don't know each other, then there are still people watching, hurry up and finish it, it's not interesting to wait here, I can't go to the yard for a while, I plan to go to the maintenance class to see, I want to order Line 8." Zhang Jinyang really couldn't get up to the dirt between the bear children, he just wanted to finish this matter quickly, and find an opportunity to sneak out early to get his own play.

"Ah, you're always bored. You see, Xu Dayan's guys didn't dare to come, this is because there is no us in their eyes, so they have to find an opportunity to educate him. Look, you see, you called Gao Hui over, who are those rabbit cubs? Do you know those who are with Xu Dayan?", Sugar Dun'er shouted on the side, as if someone had done something angry.

Zhang Jinyang had already gotten used to this kid's inexplicable thoughts, and he didn't know what Uncle Tang had taught this fat man at home, so he had rogue ideas at such a young age. While the fat man was having fun with himself, he went straight to Aunt Zhang Li on the rostrum, and asked her for a ballpoint pen and a blank manuscript paper that had been used as a register book—he planned to use this back to draw the furniture he had just thought of.

When he returned to the chair with the pen and paper from Aunt Zhang Li, the little fat man was still chattering there, completely unaware that his little friend disappeared from his side for a while and came back. The attention is also breathtaking. Zhang Jinyang saw that he was very intoxicated, so he simply hung him aside, and let this kid entertain himself somewhere. He sat down in his chair and laid out his notebook, intending to draw a few of his favorite pieces of furniture.

For furniture, Zhang Jinyang has been complaining for a long time, but he has not done it, and now these industrial products do not have any aesthetic design, and they do not pay attention to humanistic care, so don't mention any legendary ergonomics. Relatively speaking, the traditional home style of the Republic in his previous life was what he loved. Zhang Jinyang has also sold cultural toys, the republic's unique traditional culture or a little understanding, for the current conditions of their own home, if you want to improve your life, then custom-made traditional furniture is obviously a better direction, not only can hide yourself, but also can catch the first train of reform and opening up.

But things obviously didn't go so smoothly at the beginning, he just started to write, and a chubby little face appeared in front of him, and a pair of eyes that were not small were now even more round, with an expression of "I knew you had a secret", even if he saw it in the radar, when he really appeared in front of him, it still scared Zhang Jinyang. "What are you doing? Why don't you go and find a few guys you know?", looking at the little fat man's strange eyes, Zhang Jinyang had goosebumps all over his body, knowing that he must have thought of some strange direction again.

"Where did you get your pen and paper? I went through your bag before, but there was no one in it. Don't say I'm not looking closely, I can see something so big. "Actually, Sugar Dun'er is very handsome, but the flesh on his face is covered by a lot of flesh, and this one of his eyes is really not small.

"I said that your eyes are not good, you still don't believe it, usually fat squeezes your eyes so thinly, what's the use of holding it so big now? I asked for it from Aunt Zhang Li, I walked around and you didn't see it, and I don't know what you saw. Zhang Jinyang pursed his lips and had a serious contempt for the fat man's eyes, this little fat man didn't know what was crazy recently, he always thought that he had been taught by some mysterious person, and he had become a disciple of some hermit hero or something, sticking to his own surveillance, as if he could find the hermit through him, and also worship a teacher or something, it seems that he has watched too many movies recently.

"You lied to me again, I didn't see you move, could it be that you have practiced some peerless light skills? maybe, you run so fast. The little fat man suddenly realized, and then leaned forward again, "Teach me, I promise to keep it secret!", this baby actually put up three fingers and looked like I swore to show you.

"It seems that you are not lightly ill, I have to talk to Uncle Tang when I go back, and take you to the hospital to take a closer look at your brain, don't get into anything. You yourself looked at Gao Hui and shouted, I don't know what you are happy about, and you still have the kung fu to look at me? We're all going to school in that area, don't you go home and no one gives you a lecture? By the way, you don't, you're an only child. Zhang Jinyang didn't despise the fat man's IQ, he was still young, so he probably couldn't think of this.

"Who said that no one lectures? My uncle's cousin, her mother is an accountant in the labor department, Pan Jie, do you remember? and your sister are classmates, and her mother runs to my house diligently, and now that girl does her homework at my house every night, and when she finishes it, she reads the texts to me, so she is not as good as your sister. Tang Dun'er always went to Zhang's house to play, and I also heard Zhang Hui give Zhang Jinyang a textbook, and I thought that Zhang Hui was still good at talking - in fact, they were all reading texts, what would the first-grade children talk about.

Zhang Jinyang ignored him, and drew a sketch on the back of the manuscript paper by himself, he only drew a general appearance, and did not outline it carefully, even if he didn't know how to explain it to his parents, these are not wooden structures that can be seen casually. But speaking of reasons, he vaguely skimmed around him and turned his attention to a certain fat person in the crowd, maybe the TV series is a good excuse?

"Hey, what are you drawing? Forget it, don't you paint, Xu Dayan and they came over, and they brought a few people they didn't know, what a big bunch, this has to be. Yes.. A few of them. Obviously, the sugar dun didn't understand the number of checks, but it also shows that there are indeed a lot of people.

This is really, I obviously want to do something quietly by myself, there are always people who make trouble, and people don't come because of you, a fat man who is in vain. Zhang Jinyang glanced up, there were indeed a lot of people coming, but the fat man didn't understand that the number of people was definitely not because of the large number of people, there were only a dozen people. It's probably all huddled together, and there are a lot of people he doesn't know, and he doesn't see it clearly, they all say that there is something wrong with his eyes, and he doesn't believe it.