In the workshop of the shovel cleaning section, against the south wall, a row of grinding machines splashed with sparks are rubbing a piercing and sharp hissing sound on the steel ingots. The sound is like a sharp blade cutting through glass. Along the grinder to the west, out of the workshop, there is an uneven pile of rubble. Not rubble, to be precise, but steel castings that resemble cement blocks before they are peeled.

These oddly long and short things, which are as hard as cement and stone, are glued into large and small pieces when they are transported, much like the ruins formed by collapsed houses. At this time, it was being hit and broken down by several people with a percussion drill. The violent hitting sound of the percussion drill resounded in the sky around the west of the plant. People passing by take a detour. The person holding the percussion drill, wrapped in gray overalls and hats and masks, looked like statues from the ruins from a distance.

This is an open-air factory with only a high simple asbestos roof and ventilation on all sides. What is rare is that on several cement frames under the simple roof, there is an open-air high-altitude truck running back and forth. Someone on the high car looked down and shouted, "Alas! How many more? ”

Despite the deafening sound of the percussion drill, the workers wearing masks could hear it, stopped, looked up and asked loudly, "Huh?" ”

"How many more? Soon, right? ”

"It's coming. It's like we don't want to be fast, as if you're in a hurry to get home. "The workers below are not angry.

It was Yue Hongfeng who was on the high car, she simply took off her mask and said loudly: "That's what I mean." Really. I'm kind, I don't know what to do. ”

The shovel worker below laughed and joked with his companion: "Who doesn't know that you are kind, people will finish hanging early, and go back to date early." ”

Yue Hongfeng glared at the person who was talking below, and sat down angrily. Picking up his hair and putting it down, he was stunned for a moment, and Hulong started the high car again, drove to the top of the shovel worker's head, and put the hook down. The workers below dodged and asked strangely loudly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Nothing. Didn't you say you wanted to flip through that casting? ”

"Forget it, we'll get it ourselves."

"Why? Behold what you can. Red Maple smiled, "That casting is so big, it's like a..."

"It's like a pig with a half fan, haha." The two workers joked.

Hong Feng said angrily: "Wen Yin." She wanted to leave them alone, but she still put the hook down, she was worried that the people on the shovel would be in a hurry and smash the casting with a heavy sledgehammer: "Don't smash it." ”

"Who said it was going to be smashed? What do you think of us? The people below were not convinced, "Don't wronged good people!" "Obviously not happy.

As he was talking, someone suddenly shouted, "Who wronged you?" Who's talking nonsense? "The car that came from the factory was twelve pounds.

Che Twelve Jin looked at the high car and shouted: "Red maple, what's wrong?" ”

"What's going on?"

"Your father."

"Oh, my dad was discharged from the hospital, it's okay."

"That's okay. Now you can prepare well, right? ”

"Huh?" Hongfeng obviously knew what Master Che was referring to, "Huh." ”

"Then why don't you hurry up and practice?"

"Isn't that the same?"

"How can it be the same?" The car looked a little helpless when he was twelve pounds, helplessly like going out against the cold wind, "Bad, much worse." I'll talk about it when you get off the plane. Master Che had something in his heart, and he seemed to be testing the red maple.