"You've told me this several times, you need to hurry up!"

After hearing this, Erniu's face looked a little unnatural, and a group of people around him immediately burst into laughter.

Yang Xiaotao met with other people again, and then came to the side and said, "When I go back this time, be ready to bring whatever you want."

"Write letters when it's time to write, and prepare things when it's time to prepare!"

"Of course, don't bring anything big, I can't carry it here."

Hahaha

"besides!"

Yang Xiaotao suddenly stopped smiling and looked at everyone.

"You guys make me very proud!"

After saying this sentence, Yan Jiefang burst into tears.

More people shed tears.

They used to live in the courtyard, talking about nothing, and they didn't know where they would be in the future.

But now, they have found a way, a way to realize value.

"Brother Tao, we will make you proud forever!"

bang bang bang bang

Factory Director Hong took the lead in applauding, and there was a loud sound in the workshop.

Behind the crowd, Liu Haizhong had a bitter taste in his mouth, looking at the young man in front of him who was scolding Fang Qiu, trying to get rid of the image of the poor boy in the courtyard in his mind.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi.

It's been less than ten years, and the person in front of him has already become someone he looks up to.

Even, he has forgotten his name.

At this moment, all the revenge, jealousy, and official addiction disappeared.

It wasn't until Yang Xiaotao and others left the workshop that Liu Haizhong came back to his senses.

I looked at my sluggish stomach and my hair that was starting to fall out.

At this moment, he finally realized that he was old.

No matter how great your ambition is, it cannot withstand the erosion of time.

What's more, he just has the will but has no power.

Dejected, he moved his steps.

The shouts of Yan Jiefang and others came to my ears. They wanted to go back and write letters, report to their families that they were safe, and bring something with them.

After shouting one after another, Liu Haizhong suddenly stood on the spot.

Where is his family?

Where is his son?

Where is his home?

At this moment, Liu Haizhong thought of his former home and his eldest son, who had worked so hard to cultivate him, but now he had left him.

The remaining two sons, because they were beaten too hard and controlled too strictly, were on the wrong team, and now they have distanced themselves from him and do not take him seriously.

My wife of many years...

Failure, desolation.

My eyes suddenly became blurry in my bangs.

What appeared in my mind was the scene of the three uncles holding a general meeting in the courtyard.

At that time, although the three of them had their own thoughts, they were among the best in the courtyard.

Live, work, and go smoothly.

"I don't know how the two of them are doing!"

"Well, Mr. Yan should be good at picking this guy up. After all, he is the only uncle left!"

"As for Lao Yi, haha!"

Liu Haizhong walked out with the crowd, thinking about the beginning of all changes.

"Since when?"

I kept recalling it in my mind, and finally settled on that cold winter.

That day, there was a happy event in the courtyard.

That day, a young man with a bruised nose and face walked out of the room, faced the eyes of everyone in the hospital, stood on the opposite side of them, and made his voice heard.

At that moment, the tiger roared and all the beasts were frightened.

"It was us who forced him, no, forced ourselves to take this path step by step!"

At noon, Yang Xiaotao and Director Hong sat together, talking and laughing.

Fangyuan didn't lie. The sorghum red that had been hidden for two years was turbid in the bowl, but it had a strong smell of alcohol.

Compared with the local wine brought by Yang Xiaotao, it is more than one level better.

Lunch is also sumptuous.

For this meal, Fangyuan directly asked the chef to prepare a pot of mutton soup, then some pickles, and the staple food was baked multi-grain pancakes.

More than a dozen people sat together, talking about the situation in the factory while eating and drinking.

Among everyone, except Director Hong and Fangyuan who knew about Yang Xiaotao's drinking capacity, no one else knew.

Therefore, when everyone started drinking, Yang Xiaotao would kill them boldly.

This attitude is very suitable for the taste of their Northwest men.

As a result, I didn’t drink much mutton soup, and seven or eight people had already fallen on the table.

In the end, several factory managers realized that something was not going well and drank less so as not to be embarrassed.
Chapter completed!