A short-tempered mom? A money-grubbing dad? A humorous trio of women were sent to the 1960s by a leaky electric kettle, bringing with them a kitchen that could infinitely replicate food and a space...
Xiao Jin accepted the space after entering it, but he didn't want to just sit around and wait for death, so he approached the property management to ask for a job. Initially, the management was hesitant to assign Xiao Jin a job. He was in his fifties, missing an arm, and looked at everyone with a wary eye. Who would dare assign him a job? Besides, even if the property manager wanted to assign him a job, there weren't any suitable places available!
Finally, Xiao Jin, feeling so lonely that he went to Jiang Shaoming's office to ask for a job, and with Jiang Shaoming's consent, the property management arranged a security job for Xiao Jin. This guy was different after getting a job. He was full of energy every day, enjoyed his meals, and slept soundly.
Jiang Shaoming saw that this was a good idea. Many old comrades said it was boring every day, so he asked the property management to count and see which of these VIPs still wanted to work. He would try to arrange as many as possible. Anyway, there would be no trouble in the space.
After counting the results, it turns out everyone wants to go to work and doesn't want to be a member of the UN's death squad. Okay, okay, that's how it's supposed to go, huh? Then let's arrange everything. Anyway, let's just consider it some exercise.
Next, a small group of super serious "professional" patrol team members took up their posts in the space.
There are community environmental patrol teams, factory environmental patrol teams, cafeteria dining patrol teams, and even the Garden Baby patrol teams are present when children go to and from school.
These people are really responsible. Take the community environment patrol team for example. They caught four "crimes" just after one morning of work.
Popsicle wrappers were thrown into the grass; junior high school students set fire to the trash can; disposable chopsticks were used to poke the rechargeable street lights in the community; and an old lady urinated in the corridor.
Ninety percent of the people in this space are from rural areas, and even with the education they receive there, their cultural literacy has improved considerably. Let's just say, this patrol team is truly effective. Jiang Shaoming keeps an eye on the patrol team, simply because he's worried they'll tire themselves out. He was also the first to learn about the community patrol team's morning accomplishments.
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A row of offices was specially set up for the patrol team to provide a place for the veterans to rest. Taobao customized the Type 58 Army uniforms and thoughtfully embroidered the names of each veteran on the left chest, even those who were paralyzed in bed and had limited mobility.
When the uniforms arrived, the old buddies put them on, all of them in high spirits, as if they were ready to go to the front lines at any time. Jiang Shaoming was extremely relieved. This arrangement was the right one.
Actually, Xiao Jin is exactly 60 years old this year. He should be called Lao Jin, but he doesn't like being called that. He gets unhappy when someone calls him "Lao Jin" or "Uncle Jin", saying that it makes him look old. So, no matter adults or children, everyone calls him "Xiao Jin".
Sometimes, when Xiao Jin was free at the warehouse, he'd invite Sui He over for a chat, and Sui He relished the company of this veteran. Xiao Jin would tell Sui He stories about his time in the Korean War, and Sui He would tell Xiao Jin stories about his missions abroad. Although they often told each other stories, they both knew deep down that these stories were real events.
Today, Xiao Jin called Suihe, and Suihe was still "telling stories" as usual. He had just finished his lesson, so he went to play with Xiao Jin.
When I arrived near the warehouse gate, I saw a girl standing at the gate from a distance, with her head lowered, not knowing who she was waiting for.
Suihe was quite puzzled. The factory had a clear rule: keep outsiders away from the warehouse. The eye-catching signs everywhere around here also reminded irrelevant people to stay away.