Thirty-five years ago, or even earlier, the deafening screams of the day and night sounded in the walls of this road, and the sound of electrode rods smelting the charge did not attract the slightest attention from passers-by outside the walls.

The foundry is next to the factory gate, which affects the image of the whole factory a bit. But it can't be helped. The first machinery factory is an old factory, the workers in the factory talk about their own factory, can say a lot of proud history, among them, the people in the foundry workshop will always say that the foundry workshop before the liberation, the thirties and forties was a military factory, like steelmaking and modeling, the two span of the plant, is the old factory in the thirties and forties, has not moved, can be used until now, that is really called a unique. Compare it with the factory building that is being built now, there is no comparison at all.

Entering the factory gate, turning from the communication room to the right, behind a row of willow trees, there is a row of gray and black brick flat-roofed row houses, a dressing room for the steelmaking section, and a workshop bathhouse. Further on, on the right side of the factory wall, are several bungalow offices of the workshop technical group, which are also gray and black brick walls, all of which are old houses. The technical group is ahead, and on the left is the old factory building that is connected into several spans. First of all, a doorway that has never been closed, and when you look inside, you can see the people who are close inside, and then look farther, the more you look, the more blurred it becomes. Nearby, two men in coarse cloth overalls and unrecognizable color caps came out of the small ear room on one side, and leaned against an iron cabinet at the base of the wall opposite, and two young men in the same overalls said, "Almost, scoop wow." The long-faced young man took the initiative to say, "Master Liu, am I coming?" The man in his early thirties, who was called Master Liu, looked at him: "Are you okay?" The long-faced young man smiled slowly and said, "Ah, give it a try." ”

As he spoke, Master Liu walked to the side of a big guy who was taller than the bungalow, with a round belly, a circle cover on his head, and many shelves and pipes around his body, and pressed a handle, and suddenly, a whirring and dizzy mouth opened. Looking inside, the yellow-red interior wall resembles an orange cloud suspended in the sky before sunset in summer, and also like an extremely evenly painted orange-pink wall.

The long-faced young man put on wide canvas gloves, flipped down the blackout sunglasses on the brim of his cap, picked up the long iron-handled spoon, took a few steps closer, put the spoon on the edge of the fire, stretched it in, imitated the master's appearance, raised the long handle of the spoon, scooped a spoonful like scooping water, pulled it out, trembled slightly, and poured it into a mold the size of a glasses case on the ground. After pouring it, I followed the example of the master and threw the spoon on the ground. Another stocky young man, grinning and wearing gloves, carefully tried to grasp the handle. The long-faced young man said, "Slow down, it's still hot." Master Liu said to the other little eye: "Big smelly, go and talk to Duan Chang, it's time to change the mouth, right?" The little eye, who was called the big smelly, said, "I won't bring it, let them ask." He was referring to the two young men. Master Liu said, "But damn it, they just came here and know what's going on." "Said hurriedly walked out," and sent the appearance to the laboratory. ”

The steelmaking section is not far from the workshop office. Master Liu didn't find Duan Chang, so he went to the workshop office and glanced at it. The two rooms on the left are the director's office, and he looked at the cat to the right and asked, "Is our Duan chief not there?" ”

A female worker who was lying on the table with something written on her head looked up and said, "I don't see it." ”

When Master Liu saw that it was a member of the high car group, he said by the way: "I have to hang things on the steel furnace for a while." Tell your high car crew to hurry up and go to someone. ”

The female foreman who was writing on the table did not lift: "I have something to do, you just go and sue them." ”

Master Liu left angrily. Out of the workshop office door, I almost collided with a fat man in his forties and fifties, and the fat man said in a loud voice: "Ah, yes, walking so fast, what's going on?" "Followed by a fat man, a woman. Master Liu said, "Master Che, have you seen that we have grown up?" The fat man said, "Alas, I went back just now." ”

When the car master came in, he saw the female worker writing at the desk and said, "Ah! Red maple, those who can work hard! ”

The fat woman who came in from behind took a look at her, and kept snorting in her mouth: "Ah, look at the red maple of others, how beautiful the writing is." Hongfeng, who was in a hurry to write with his head down, just smiled. Master Che asked the fat woman: "Are you also looking for the chairman of the trade union?" What are you looking for the union president? Before the fat woman could reply, Master Che said in a rough voice: "Your laboratory is idle, and you will get off work now?" ”

The fat woman said unhurriedly, "I'm on the morning shift." What are you looking for Chairman Jia for? ”

"What are you doing? Can't come if you're fine? Can you come? Master Che said with a smile. As he was talking, Chairman Jia of the workshop trade union came in, looked at the two people standing in the room, and smiled: "Look at the two of you, it may be the heaviest two in the workshop." ”

The middle-aged man who followed him in had a louder voice than Master Che: "Come, compare and see who is heavier?" ”

Master Che said: "Alas, old ghost, I'll tell you ......" The old ghost who came in with Chairman Jia didn't seem to hear Master Che's words: "Compare one to one, bet, bet to see which of you is heavier." ”

Chairman Jia sat down, took a breath, and still smiled: "I think it's still getting heavier." ”

Master Che was not convinced; "Hey———, can't compare, can't compare. You can see it at a glance. ”

The old ghost didn't do it: "That can be seen from the surface." You have to weigh it! ”

"I'm also heavy on the scale." Master Che said.

"Take off your clothes and weigh them! Net weight, not gross weight! The old ghost muttered.

The red maple with words written on the side couldn't stop laughing.