According to the guidance of the tea master, Wang Peng easily found the factory where Wang Kun worked-Cangcheng Silk Factory. It was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon, it was early past the workers' lunch time, the factory door was closed, and the sound of the machine turning could be faintly heard, but few people were walking around the factory.

Wang Peng walked around the factory gate, leaned in front of the big iron gate for a while to look inside, and then retreated to look at the factories that were ranked among the best in the province, with a smirk hanging on the corner of his mouth, imagining the appearance of his eldest brother in a factory uniform.

The old man in the communication room paid attention to the young man who had been wandering around the factory gate for a long time, and finally when Wang Peng was lying on the iron door again and looking in, he couldn't help but open the door of the communication room and walked out, "Hey, say you!" The old man patted Wang Peng on the shoulder, "I've been paying attention to you for a long time!" What the hell do you want to do? ”

Wang Peng immediately straightened up, scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Uncle, I'm here to find my brother Wang Damao, he works here!" ”

"Wang Damao? Which workshop? The old man looked at Wang Peng with a wary expression, especially disgusted by the two curly mustaches on this young face.

"Workshop?" Wang Ermao was stunned, "Are there many workshops here?" ”

"You don't even know which workshop, how do you find someone?" The old man became more and more suspicious, and even wondered if he was going to call the security department.

Wang Ermao really didn't know what a workshop was, "Uncle, I just entered the city, I really don't know what the workshop you are talking about?" I'm here to find my brother Wang Da Mao! ”

"What Wang Damao, Wang Ermao! Go, go, go! If you don't leave, I'll let the officers of the Security Section chase you!" The old man began to push Wang Ermao out.

"How do you know my name is Wang Ermao?" Wang Peng felt that this old man who was guarding the door would know his name, and he was simply a half-immortal, "My brother told you that, right?" As soon as the words came out, he suddenly remembered that when the township unified the ID card, the four of them were disgusted with the name, and they pestered the village security director to help them change their names.

The old man of the doorman was a casual remark, but he didn't want the young man in front of him to really be called Wang Ermao, and he felt funny, but he didn't want this young man to underestimate him, so he desperately endured it, just blindly trying to drive him away.

Wang Peng was pushed and staggered, and said vigorously: "Uncle, my brother's name is Wang Kun, do you recognize him?" ”

The old man didn't pay attention to Wang Peng at all, lowered his head and waved his hand and shouted: "Hurry up, don't make trouble here, I've seen a lot of young people like you!" ”

Wang Peng had no choice but to walk far away, sat down on the road, stared at the closed big iron door without blinking, and waited for Wang Kun to come out.

The northwest wind was blowing, Wang Peng tightened the jacket that his eldest brother bought for him when he went home, and looked at the silk factory with his chest and neck shrunk, the thin clothes and pants made him look more and more shabby in winter, and from time to time passers-by cast strange glances at him, but he didn't think about it at all, and only hoped that Wang Kun could come out of the big iron door earlier.

At half past four o'clock in the afternoon, there were more people behind the big iron gate, some walking, some riding bicycles, all stopping in front of the gate, as if waiting for something. These people have tiredness and smiles on their faces, and they all have different expressions anyway. Wang Peng didn't understand why so many people gathered behind the door but didn't come out, the door was still firmly closed, he tiptoed on the curb of the road, stretched his neck and looked inside the gate half a street away, trying to find Wang Kun's figure from the crowd.

Just when he was anxious that he couldn't see Wang Kun, the bell of "Jingle Bell" rang wildly, and then the big iron door that had just been closed was opened, and the crowd behind the door poured out like a tide, scattering to the east and west sides of Silk Factory Street, only to see Wang Peng's dazzled, where can I still find Wang Kun's shadow?

The crowd dispersed, the big iron gate closed again, and Wang Peng sat down on the road in frustration, not knowing how to find Wang Kun. As it got darker and his stomach began to rumble again, he bit his lower lip, stood up and tightened his belt, and ran back and forth, trying to distract himself and warm himself at the same time.

The old man in the communication room still came out from time to time to glance at the place where Wang Peng was staying, maintaining a high degree of vigilance. At this time, from the west side of the street, groups of young people came in groups, holding enamel basins and rice spoons in their hands, "banging" all the way to knock all the way, and talking loudly and laughing unscrupulously and walking towards the factory.

From a distance, Wang Peng saw a tall young man with long hair, wearing the same jacket as himself, and a pair of jeans on the bottom, who was also talking and laughing with the people next to him and going to the factory. He felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, jumped up, raised his hand and shouted at the long-haired young man: "Brother! Elder brother! ”

The long-haired young man obviously didn't notice Wang Peng, and continued to walk towards the factory without stopping. Wang Peng was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the bedding roll that was still thrown on the ground, so he rushed towards the man, and shouted loudly: "Brother! Wang Damao! ”

As soon as "Wang Damao" exited, not only the long-haired young man stopped, but several people next to the man also stopped and looked back. Wang Peng excitedly ran to the long-haired young man, panting and said, "Brother, I am waiting for you!" ”

"Ermao!" The long-haired young man grabbed Wang Peng and looked left and right, "Why are you here?" ”

This long-haired young man is Wang Peng's elder brother who has been waiting for most of the day, the boss of the Wang family, Wang Kun.

"I was admitted to the regional secondary school, and the tuition fee was still a little short, so my grandma asked me to come to you to think of a way before I registered." Wang Peng said.

In the eyes of the Wang family, and even in the eyes of the entire Shiquan Village, Wang Damao, who works in the city, has the energy of the sky, because no one in Shiquan Village has never been able to work in the city, and Wang Damao is the first one. Therefore, even Wang Peng thinks that although the eldest brother has not given any money to the family in the past two years, it should not be difficult to solve this matter.

"Wang Damao?" A fat man with a flat head next to Wang Kun laughed and said, "Brother Kun, I didn't expect you to have such a unique name!" As he spoke, he looked at Wang Peng and asked, "Is this your brother?" ”

"Have you eaten?" Wang Kun didn't pay attention to the fat man at all, and he didn't pick up Wang Peng's stubble, on this meal, he was more concerned about whether his brother had eaten.

Wang Peng, who was reminded by Wang Kunyi and forgot to be hungry because he saw his eldest brother, felt hungry again, "No, I'm hungry!" ”

Wang Peng's honest answer caused a burst of laughter from everyone on the side.

"Go, go, laugh what are you laughing at? You've never been hungry, have you? Wang Kun immediately drove away the colleagues on the side loudly, "You came to report, didn't bring any luggage?" Wang Kun looked at Wang Peng empty-handed, a little strange.

Wang Peng then remembered that he had thrown the cover roll across the road, and quickly turned around to find it, which caused everyone to laugh again.

Wang Kun waited for Wang Peng to come over, took his bedding roll, walked to the communication room and said to the old man guarding the door: "Uncle Chen, my brother's things will be stored with you first, and we will come to pick them up after eating in a while." ”

"He's not from the factory, you can't take him in for dinner." The old man looked businesslike, but in his heart he felt that he had no steps down because of Wang Peng's expulsion just now.

Wang Kun smiled and took out a pack of red plum cigarettes from his trouser pocket and stuffed it into the old man's hand, "Uncle Chen, you see that my brother's face is green from hunger and his lips are purple from the cold, so you will be kind, let him go in for a meal, and we will come out after eating, and we will definitely not cause you trouble!" ”

The old man took the cigarette, although Wang Kun's words were exaggerated, but he was used in his heart, and secondly, he found the ladder to get off the platform, so he pretended not to see it and entered the communication room, and did not come to talk to them again.

Wang Kun hurriedly pulled Wang Peng and went to the canteen of the silk factory with a group of colleagues. 2k reading web