Hu Biao's tigerish eyes looked at Namowen's heart a little hairy, this guy looked angry, and he looked like something to provoke.

Namowin naturally knew what kind of people could be bullied in person, and what kind of people could not be bullied in person. He swallowed his saliva and stammered, "Damn, I'll break your leg if you're lazy!" ”

Hu Biao didn't move, still looking at him, Lao Luo saw this situation, his eyes signaled him not to act rashly, Hu Biao put the towel around his neck, the corners of his mouth rose and smiled at the meaty Namowen, and then coughed very loudly, and spat on the ground.

"Keep working!" Namowen yelled, and then scolded Hu Biao in his heart: "Boy, wait and see." ”

Hu Biao smiled slightly, he is a person who licks blood on the knife edge, how murderous Japanese soldiers he has never seen? He counted the Japanese samurai killed with a knife with no less than two hands, so why was he afraid of the ruffian-like miscellaneous things in front of him?

Hu Biao didn't care, but Lao Luo couldn't take it lightly. This Hu Biao is too angry, and if he doesn't do it, he will miss a big thing.

Taking advantage of the break between work, Lao Luo said to Hu Biao: "You can't be so reckless, that Namowen is the leader here, we have to endure it." ”

"What Namowen?" Hu Biao obviously didn't know much about the various levels in the yarn factory.

Lao Luo whispered to him about the various grades of this yarn factory. There is no doubt that the mill is a hierarchical society, and the pyramid structure is very obvious. Among them, the one standing at the top must be the Japanese boss of the factory.

"Do you see, those with notebooks in their waists and pigskin shoes are Japanese overseers. They have the most power in their hands, but they generally rarely beat people, because if they are injured or killed, it will affect the production efficiency, and then affect their chances of performing above, so the management power is given to the next level of Namowen. Lao Luo explained the ins and outs to Hu Biao.

Lao Luo told Hu Biao that Namowen is a foreign noun translator, which means foreman. Every workshop will have a Namowen, and these people are usually made up of ruffians from Shanghai, who usually manage a workshop by themselves. Holding a leather whip in his hand and leather shoes on his feet, he is the most fierce group of beaters.

"Isn't Namowin the youngest?" Hu Biao asked.

"Of course not, Namowen is the little who manages the various groups. These people are even lower than Namowen's level, they are Namowen's doglegs, and they are mostly composed of ruffians and hooligans in the market, and they are the most basic managers on the front line of managing the workers. ”

Lao Luo said that during the period of contract labor, these little contacted all kinds of bullies in the countryside, deceived the children of poor families, and then handed them over to the factories to squeeze the poor income of the workers themselves.

"Don't underestimate these little. They beat people the most viciously, picking up whatever they had at hand and beating them, and some even raped some female workers. Some time ago, several female workers were raped and killed. We have been doing some better work here, but there is no fundamental improvement, and the workers, especially the women from the countryside, are still beaten on a regular basis. ”

"The wicked will be ruled by the wicked, and when such people meet me, their end has come." Hu Biao said excitedly.

"No, no, no. You must not move around, if you expose it, all these years of work will be wasted. Lao Luo warned Hu Biao not to be impulsive, to think twice before acting, and not to mess up the overall situation because of the small situation.

Hu Biao nodded and said that he had written it down.

When the time for the noon break came, the noisy machines in the factory stopped working.

Some time ago, the workers organized several strikes in order to fight for a reasonable right to rest, and the Japanese, in order not to affect their production, promised to eat and rest for 30 minutes at noon.

When the time came to start eating, the workers who were busy on the production line began to carry magnetic cylinders and lined up to cook machinery.

Most of the workers in the factory have no personal freedom, so they also eat in the factory canteen. The canteen serves three meals a day, but the food is very poor, the worst porridge made of broken rice, indica rice, pot char and other things, mixed with wild vegetables such as sweet potato leaves.

The taste is poor and the taste is also poor, and the most important thing is that this kind of soup and water can't be eaten open, and this thing is limited to each person, one and a half bowls for men, and one and a half bowls for women. After a day of labor, everyone has an empty belly, and they can't eat anything open, and no one can eat enough.

The workers are all women workers in the factory, which is a "good errand" because they can eat the rest of the food by themselves, and many female workers are vying to do this work.

And it is also meaningful for the Namowen to arrange the cooking to the female workers of the factory, because there will always be thick and thin under a spoon, so that the internal contradictions between the workers will be opened.

Today's dinner is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and everyone calls him Xiaofuzi. Xiaofuzi is kind, and he will not deliberately favor anyone when doing things, and he always tries to fight more when he cooks for others, and Hu Biao is no exception. When she saw Hu Biao's size, she knew that he had a lot of food, so she made more of the first bowl.

Hu Biao smiled at her, this little girl was about the same age as her sister, but she didn't expect to come to this place to suffer.

I didn't think much about it, Hu Biao finished the meal in a few bites, and he became a habit of eating quickly in the spy nutrition, plus he couldn't eat enough here, so he naturally ate very fast.

When everyone else was pulling, Hu Biao had already finished eating. When he had finished eating, he took the bowl and prepared to hold the next half of the bowl.

Walking to the place where he was cooking, Xiao Fuzi saw that he was eating fast, and said with a smile: "Big brother, you eat so fast." ”

"Hey, then you can give me more." Hu Biaole said.

"Okay, brother." Xiaofuzi stretched out his hand to serve the rice, and then pushed the scoop to the bottom, this scoop was very full, naturally it would not be half a bowl, it was a full bowl.

Hu Biao smiled knowingly, and when he was about to leave with the bowl, Namowen in the morning came over with a smirk after reading it.

When Xiaofuzi served Hu Biao a meal, all this was seen by Namowen in the morning.

Namowin walked over, clasped his hands behind his back, and said happily, "You have a second bowl?" According to the regulations, it can only be half a bowl, but why did you hit a bowl? ”

Xiao Fuzi's face changed suddenly, and the scoop in her hand suddenly fell. His hands tugged at the corners of his clothes, and he looked very nervous.

"Little thing, see if you're not honest next time?" After speaking, Namowen stepped forward and slapped him, and the corners of Xiaofuzi's mouth immediately flowed.

Then, some of the little swingers came running over and yelled for everyone to sit down and eat honestly.

Namowen knocked over the bowl of rice in Hu Biao's hand, and then grabbed Xiaofuzi's ears and dragged her out like a chicken.

He dragged Xiao Fuzi to a fire faucet, made her stand upright, and then Xiao Dang brought a basin of cold water and splashed it all on Xiao Fuzi's body.

Although it was early spring at this time, it was still a little cold, and after a basin of cold water, the thin clothes on Xiaofuzi's body were already wet, and she was shivering from the cold.

"Hit! Kill this little thing, this guy, very slippery! Another little swinger said flattering to Namor.

Little Fuzi was already crying in fright, but she didn't dare to say it loud, and her eyes looked like they were begging Namowen to let her go.

But there's still a little bit of humanity in Namowen? These ruffians have fun bullying the weak all day long, and this is probably the time they enjoy it the most.

"!" Hu Biao threw the iron bowl in his hand to the ground with a clatter, and walked over with his fists clenched.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on this place, and the little swingers raised the leather whips in their hands and shouted at everyone: "Sit down and eat!" ”

Lao Luo saw that the situation was not right, so several people looked at each other and prepared to rush over. Many workers rushed over together, and the little swingers naturally couldn't control it.

Lao Luo grabbed Hu Biao and said, "Don't be impulsive, I'll solve this matter!" ”

As he spoke, he rushed over with a group of workers, and when Namowin saw this, he no longer made a small fortune, so he rushed to shout.

Lao Luo snatched his whip and said, "On such a cold day, do you want to freeze her to death?" ”

Seeing this, Namowin still said arrogantly: "It's my business to freeze to death!" ”

Lao Luo angrily reprimanded: "If she freezes to death, we will all strike, see who will work for you at that time, and see who the Japanese will find trouble with at that time?" ”

This work as expected, and Namowen could only play in front of the workers, and at the mention of the Japanese they wilted, and when he saw Lao Luo like that, he knew that he was not joking. If this person really freezes to death, I am afraid that the other workers will strike.

Now this group of contractors is difficult to manage. Namowin had no choice but to pretend to be calm and said, "Okay, let's not take it as an example!" If I get caught, you're going to die! ”

Lao Luo and Hu Biao hurriedly took off their clothes and wrapped them up for the child, and at this time, the thirteen-year-old child was still trembling with fright and crying tremblingly.

The matter finally subsided, Xiaofuzi was doused with those cold waters, beaten again, and had a high fever, so he naturally had to rest for some time. However, the Japanese were not allowed to treat the contract workers, and they were likely to burn to death if they had a high fever.

Hu Biao told Lao Luo that he was going to go out secretly at night and find a way to go out and get some medicine and come back.

Although there are guards at night, they are not strict, and for Hu Biao, it is as if there is no one in and out. After going out, the source of the medicine is easy to say, Han Guang prepared a large number of first-aid medicines there, and he took some.

After he finished getting the medicine, he came back with a short blade. Lao Luo was surprised when he saw the short blade and asked him what he wanted.

Hu Biao took out a short blade and smiled slightly: "This, naturally, is for that Namowen!" ”