Da Liu walked in front, and Yu Wen followed. Bypassing the club, further east is the football field. At the gates of the football stadium and inside the field, only a few large wattage incandescent lamps with lampshades are lit. Fortunately, the moonlight sprinkled a glow like silver powder, illuminating the stadium empty and mysterious.

Four buildings are right next to the football field. Da Liu and Yu Wen looked at the football field, and there were several young figures at the door of the football field, moving idly in the corner. Da Liu couldn't help but whisper: ", do you have a bracket?" There was no jealousy in his voice.

The four buildings are not one building, they are a large three-story building. They are all pointed red tiles and gray brick walls. The dim lights around were listless, and when the light and shadow spread to the front of the building, they were frightened back by the glow pouring out of the hole in the building.

Da Liu and Yu Wen put their bicycles on their feet and looked around at a hole in a building that looked like a big hat. A middle-aged woman who entered the door came over and looked at them suspiciously.

Da Liu hurriedly asked: "Master, let me ask, is Director Zheng's house in this building?" ”

The middle-aged woman looked Liu and Yu Wen up and down, and said, "Which Director Zheng?" ”

"Director Zheng of the foundry workshop."

"Where are you?"

"We are the ones who are cast."

"Casting? I haven't seen you before. ”

Da Liu and Yu Wen were embarrassed for a while, they didn't know what a middle-aged woman in front of them was doing, and they hadn't seen it. Through the light at the entrance of the building, it can be seen that the middle-aged woman is medium-sized, with a white and warm face, a gentle smile, and a handful of green onions in her hand. It gives an amiable feeling. Da Liu and Yu Wen were a little restrained, but when they saw the green onion in the middle-aged woman's hand, they immediately smiled. The middle-aged woman then asked, "You guys are on the steel stove, right?" What are you looking for Director Zheng? When she said this, she probably didn't want to embarrass the two young workers in front of her, so she immediately said, "Come on, come up, third floor." With that, he walked forward.

There was a small dim light bulb on each floor of the hallway, and there were piles of miscellaneous items around the corners of each floor and at the door of the room. Da Liu and Yu Wen's house are both bungalows, a bit of rare decorations in the corridor. Starting from the first floor, they both couldn't help but glance at the corner of the hallway. At the bend of the first floor, squares, small panel-sized briquettes are neatly stacked against the wall. The black-brown coal cake is the fuel that every family has to reserve for cooking in the winter. Families with bungalows should also be stocked. In front of the two doors on the second floor, there are two large urns that are more than knee-high. The urn is covered with a round lid made of sorghum straw. There were two big stones in the middle of the ground, and Yu Wen muttered in his mouth: "Pressing pickles." ”

"Pickles." Da Liu also seemed well-informed, and at the same time wanted to take this opportunity to distract from his nervous mood, "The radish is red in the snow." "In a rectangular wooden box next to the urn, there was a snoring sound." And chickens. ”

"It's quite complete." Yu Wen followed behind, and his heart was even more up, and the more he went up, the more nervous he became.

When she reached the third floor, the middle-aged woman helped the two bicycles that were at the door of the two houses, and said softly: "When the bicycles come back, they don't set them up, and the wheels block the door, so how can they get out in a while." As soon as he pulled the doorknob, he raised his voice slightly: "Your workshop is here." ”

Da Liu and Yu Wen were like two wooden people, and then they entered the door, not thinking too much.

Immediately, from the side kitchen came a man wearing an apron and rolling up his sleeves. Da Liu immediately laughed. Isn't this Director Zheng? Ahh

Director Zheng was a little surprised when he saw it, and immediately smiled: "Come on, come on, ah, how did you find my house?" He said and undid his apron, "Come and sit inside." Qingyun, there is food on the fire. Alas, you two didn't eat, you didn't eat here! Yes. ”

"Eat, eat, Director Zheng, we're eating." Da Liu hurriedly said. Yu Wen sat with his waist twisted, but he didn't dare to sit, as if he was not sitting.

Director Zheng handed the apron to his lover and said, "Put the pot on the fire." Almost. Turning his head to look at the two young men who were sitting and not standing and not standing, "Sit and sit, don't stand." My big aluminum pot was bought on a business trip to Tianjin in the 60s, and I used it for 20 years, hahaha. Director Zheng's hearty laughter infected the two workers. Laugh along. However, I don't know what to say next. Da Liu opened his mouth, Yu Wen was stunned, and looked at Da Liu nervously.

After laughing, Da Liu wanted to quickly say what he meant. However, Director Zheng stood up and went to pick up the kettle and said, "Let's drink some water first." Did you just get off work and it's the second shift today? "When Da Liu Gang snorted, Director Zheng immediately greeted him again;" Sit down, you're welcome? When you come to the house, you're welcome. Come on, something's wrong, otherwise I wouldn't have come home so late? Say, work or family? ”

Da Liu was about to speak, and Yu Wen said: "It's nothing, but it's true." Da Liu glanced at Yu Wen. Hurriedly said: "Director Zheng, no, it's this, he," he pointed to Yu Wen, "Isn't his wife in his hometown," he suddenly felt that he cared about other people's wives more actively than those who had wives. couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Yu Wen's wife is in her hometown, and there is a Panyu-year-old doll, two days ago, this is not, Ao is right, it just so happens that his old son and his mother are old, the doll is suddenly sick, and the teacher can't make trouble with the doll alone, the doll is, hey, I can't make trouble......" Da Liu thinks, why is he talking so stupid today? It's not like that. Yu Wen felt that Da Liu was better than he said, and he twisted his two fingers together on the side, as if he wanted to break them. Twisted to a ruthless place, making a terrifying sound of quack, quack, quack, quack. Director Zheng was not attracted by Yu Wen's caddle sound, smiled, and corrected Da Liu's procrastination: "Ao is, Yu Wen, your child is sick in his hometown?" Isn't it? ”