The dormitory for absenteeism was at the westernmost end of the mine, and the room was pitch black, with a musty smell that washed into the nose.

The thin monkey pointed to the innermost bunk: "This is it, you can take a look." ”

Zhou Lihong saw that her man's old clothes were still on the side of the pillow, tears welled up again, and she cried and pounced: "Iron pillar, iron pillar, how can you live if you leave me and a few daughters?" ”

The mournful cry, warm and quiet, all red eyes.

Even if he lived again, his father's death still made the warmth and pain breathless.

Why didn't God let her be reborn a few days earlier, even if it was only one day, she could have saved her father's life.

"Mom, don't cry, let's pack up Dad's things first." Wen Jing hugged Zhou Lihong and comforted in a choked voice.

Warm wiped away tears, and was about to speak, when he suddenly found that the thin monkey man who had just brought them in was no longer in the house.

And the door to the dormitory was also closed.

She strode over and pushed the door, and sure enough, the iron door was locked from the outside.

"We're locked up here." With a warm and cold face, she was careless.

Wen Jing's face changed: "Damn, they just see that our orphans and widows are easy to bully, I slammed the door open, Xiao Nuan, you shouted outside, even if you make trouble, you have to make trouble with that Boss Li." ”

As he spoke, he was about to bang on the door.

"Wait," the warmth stopped her,

"It's a remote place, and if they dare to lock us up, they're sure that no one will hear us if we make trouble."

"What then?" Zhou Lihong and Wen Jing looked anxious.

The warmth shone on the door and kicked his feet twice, and the sturdy iron door did not move.

She turned her head and swept around the dimly lit room, her eyes falling on the dusty windows: "Smash the windows." ”

After a night of traveling, they haven't even drunk saliva until now, and hitting the door is far less fast than smashing the window.

Whoop -

The sisters smashed the glass clean, but the small hole in the window was barely enough to warm the thin body to get out.

"Sister, you accompany your mother, I'll go find someone first."

*

In the compound of the coal mining plant, the oily-haired and powdery Boss Li was smiling and taking two men in military uniforms to visit around.

Among them, the most eye-catching is a young man with a long body, sharp edges and corners, and a handsome face with deep facial features that attract the attention of the people around him.

stunned to compare everyone else to a foil.

"Company Commander Rong, my coal mine is operated and produced in strict accordance with the requirements and standards of the state, and there will never be any ......."

Before Boss Li of the Lotus Tongue finished speaking, he was interrupted by a thin monkey who hurriedly ran over:

"Boss, boss doesn't ......"

Before the word 'good' could be spoken, Boss Li swept over with a cold look, and the thin monkey was so frightened that he immediately shut up, but the anxious look on his face couldn't be hidden.

"If Boss Li is in a hurry, let's deal with it in advance, let's take a look." Zhang Haifeng, a young soldier next to Company Commander Rong, said with a light smile.

Boss Li paid a few words, ordered his subordinates to accompany him, and hurriedly left with the thin monkey.

"It seems that this Boss Li is quite busy, company commander, let's see for ourselves, maybe we can find out a little unexpectedly."

Zhang Haifeng said and was about to leave.

"The chief is right, with Boss Li by your side, you two can only see what Boss Li wants you to see."

Warmth came out from behind the pile, and the gaze was neither humble nor arrogant.

Her sudden appearance surprised Zhang Haifeng: "This female comrade, who are you?" ”

Rong Zheng also squinted at her.

"I'll take the chief to a place, and when I get there, the chief will naturally know who I am."

"Speak secretly, without the slightest honesty, why should we go with you because of your words?"

A magnetic voice rang out, cold.

Warmth then looked at the man who had not spoken.