◎Second update◎

Liu Nianhua looked serious, and seeing that Liang Baozhen hadn't figured out how to start the conversation, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "I have something to do. I have to go out for a while."

Looking at Liu Nianhua's leaving back, Liang Baozhen was a little puzzled. Why did the couple leave one after the other? Brother Zhou was really something. He didn't even bother to wait for Sister Hua.

Liu Nianhua was hidden in the night, holding the key in his hand, following the man in front of him closely with a serious look on his face.

She didn't dare to follow too closely, for fear of being discovered by Zhou Guoping, but she was left behind like this, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Liu Nianhua had been a law-abiding person all his life, and he felt uneasy when he followed someone secretly for the first time.

Zhou Guoping was obviously in a good mood. Even from a distance of eight or nine meters between them, they could still hear him humming a little tune. He walked unsteadily and looked impatient.

After turning two alleys and taking a shortcut, when a tube-shaped building appeared in front of him, Liu Nianhua finally figured out what it was. This was the area near Zhou Guoping's home.

Across the street is the tube-shaped building where Zhou Guoping's parents live. Liu Nianhua has to go there once a week, but she never knew there was such a small path that could quickly get there.

There was also an acquaintance living in the tube-shaped building on this street, Wang Fang, the cousin of Zhou Guoping's eldest aunt. She was close to the Zhou family and had always had a good relationship with them. She had even been to the large courtyard several times.

Liu Nianhua sat at the corner of the wall, watching Zhou Guoping go upstairs from the tube building. She remembered that Wang Fang lived in the last room on the second floor.

Wang Fang's husband is also a driver, but he is a long-distance truck driver. He spends most of the month driving outside, mainly transporting for steel mills. Long-distance drivers are tiring, but they also earn a lot. Wang Fang has been to Liu Nianhua's home in Dazayuan as a guest, and she also talked about how much money her husband earned from each trip.

Liu Nianhua remembered that Wang Fang was not very willing to get married, but later he thought that their life was going smoothly.

Thinking about the past, Liu Nianhua saw Zhou Guoping go up to the second floor and walked all the way to the last room. His heart was unconsciously tied together...

Maybe he has something to ask her, or maybe he wants to tell her something for his parents...

But Zhou Guoping took out a golden key from his pocket and inserted it into the door lock in a flash. Liu Nianhua watched the door open and Wang Fang moved closer. The two of them were so close that they seemed to be hugging each other.

Once the door is closed, you can't see anything.

The weather has turned cold recently, especially at night, the wind can give people goose bumps. Liu Nianhua just leaned against the wall, staring at the wooden door. Soon, the kerosene lamp in the room went out...

Without a watch, she didn't know what time it was. Liu Nianhua just felt cold all over. It was probably because winter was really coming. She was chilled to the bone. She remembered her wedding, which was also in winter. It was a happy day. She wore a red dress but didn't feel cold at all. Her heart was warm.

I don’t know how long it was before a figure appeared on the second floor of the tube building. Zhou Guoping walked out of the house while tying his belt. He looked around and saw that there was no one there, so he quickly went downstairs.

Liu Nianhua just watched as the man came out of the building and quickly headed towards Yueya Hutong.

The night was long and the cement road seemed difficult to walk on. When Liu Nianhua got home, Zhou Guoping was already lying on his side and sleeping.

Seeing his wife coming back, he pretended to be dazed and opened his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Where have you been?"

He had just arrived home five minutes ago. Seeing that there was no one on the bed, he lay down quickly, fearing that Liu Nianhua would find him. He didn't know when the person left.

Liu Nianhua stared at Zhou Guoping. This man looked almost the same as when he was young, just a little older. His features were regular. How come he became like this?

"I got up to go to the bathroom. My stomach hurts a little." Liu Nianhua made up an excuse and went back to bed. She wanted Zhou Guoping to ask her something. No matter what it was, it would be best if he could question why she got up in the middle of the night. This way, she could ask him a few questions in return.

However, Zhou Guoping, who felt he had gotten away with it, was obviously relieved and turned over to sleep.

Liu Nianhua stayed far away from this person, lying alone on the bed. He felt like he would fall if he moved any more. After being blown by the cold wind all night, goose bumps appeared all over his body. He sniffed and shed tears silently.

Tears slid down from the wrinkled corners of her eyes and dripped onto the pillowcase, which was bought when the two of them got married. After so many years, the big red "囍" character on it had become old, but it was finally wet by her tears.

...

Liu Nianhua was in a daze for a few days and suddenly became silent. She didn't seem to respond when people in the hospital spoke to her. When Zhang Rong saw her, she thought she was sick.

"Nianhua, do you have a cold? Your complexion changes quickly these days and you may catch a cold easily. Go get some medicine."

"I'm fine, Aunt Zhang." Liu Nianhua was moving the kimchi jar in the house, preparing to pick up some kimchi with chopsticks.

"Sister Hua, do you still need labor protection gloves?" Liang Baozhen was in a hurry to go to work. She had to work at the radio station today. Yesterday, Meng Ping told her that she could get a batch of used labor protection gloves and everyone could share some. She asked her if she wanted some.

Who wouldn't want to buy these for free? Winter is coming soon. It would be great to unsew and knit a few pairs of gloves. They will keep you warm!

"Didn't you say last time that you wanted to weave it for Brother Zhou? It's just that you didn't have enough thread."

Hearing this, Liu Nianhua remembered the half-finished gloves and looked at Liang Baozhen, as if he had made up his mind, "No, I won't weave them anymore. I won't weave them anymore."

"Okay, then I'll go first." Liang Baozhen didn't have time to figure out what Liu Nianhua said. She ran to the entrance of the alley with her bag on her back. Xu Shengjie was waiting for her on a bicycle.

"I'm going to the radio station today, so please listen carefully at noon." Liang Baozhen poked the man on the back and gave him a special reminder.

Xu Shengjie was riding his bicycle when he remembered hearing his wife's voice on the loud speaker in the factory. He was a little surprised and asked, "What are you reading?"

"Director Xue asked me to read selected quotations this week."

Seeing that Liang Baozhen was taking office for the first time, Xue Lijun assigned her the leadership quotations that were most familiar to everyone and least likely to make mistakes, and broadcast a few of them at noon to strengthen everyone's ideological education.

"Then I'll wait." Xu Shengjie remembered that the broadcast was broadcast every day when everyone was in the cafeteria, "Then when do you have lunch?"

"Eat something in advance. You can't eat too much when you're going to read the radio." Liang Baozhen recalled the advice given to her by her last broadcaster. "Sister Liu said that there was a broadcaster at the towel factory next door who ate a big bowl of rice and went to read the radio with a very full stomach. As a result, he burped several times while reading."

"This incident became a joke in the towel factory for a long time, and the announcer was almost too embarrassed to face people."

Liang Baozhen hugged Xu Shengjie's waist, thinking of the funny and embarrassing scene, and her hands started to grab around excitedly, just hitting the man's itchy flesh at night.

Xu Shengjie felt an itch on his waist, but Liang Baozhen was oblivious to it and was still immersed in worry. "I can't make this kind of mistake, or I won't be able to stay in the factory anymore."

In the morning, I went to the factory office. The original broadcaster's desk was in the corner by the window. Liang Baozhen put her bag down and took out the prepared enamel cup, towel, notebook and pen, as well as a collection of leadership quotations that she had read several times.

A few minutes later, other talents from the factory office arrived one after another. There were only four people in this office, publicity officer Huang Cui'e, administrative officers Song Ming and Zhu Jinyu, and broadcaster Liang Baozhen.

Liang Baozhen had met Huang Cui'e several times and had also gone to Song Ming to collect her new work clothes, but this was the first time she met Zhu Jinyu.

"You're welcome."

"Please take care of me in the future." Liang Baozhen had just arrived, so she put a candy on everyone's table. Zhou Yun stuffed it into her bag early in the morning.

She had worked in the factory for a long time before and knew the ways of the world. There were few people in the office but a lot to worry about, so it would be a good idea to establish good relationships in advance.

After all, people who eat human food tend to be soft-hearted.

“You’re welcome!”

"Baozhen, this is the key to the radio station. Keep it safe. There are two keys in total. One is in the back cabinet as a spare. Now that you are here, keep it for yourself."

Liang Baozhen took the two old keys, tied one to the key chain she carried with her at home, and stuffed the other into the drawer of her desk, where there was a book with the key tucked inside.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Liang Baozhen took the collection of quotations to the radio station to make preparations.

The radio station was located on the third floor of the old office building of the National Cotton Mill, in a small room in the corner. The third floor had a separate door lock, so others could not get up easily. The two rooms next to it were the archives, and they were all locked.

The radio station is about 8 square meters in size. The first thing you see when you enter is the radio station, with a microphone on top and operating knobs next to it.

There was a glass cabinet in the room, which mostly contained books and newspapers. The announcer would often look for books and newspapers in it to read. Through the tall microphone stand, his clear and pleasant voice could be transmitted to all parts of the national cotton mill.

......

The workers who got off work at noon took their lunch boxes to the canteen to get their meals. The food in the canteen today was average, with no big dishes. There were just stir-fried cabbage, boiled cabbage, stir-fried potatoes, boiled corn... As the weather got colder, there were fewer and fewer dishes. Everyone knew that they were about to live a life of stir-fried cabbage.

Ding Xiaoxia was scooping rice at the window with an iron rice spoon. In front of her were several large pots and pans of food. The canteen chefs were quite skilled. Cooking large pots of food was actually a test of one's cooking skills. If one was not careful, one would not be able to control the heat well. For example, one could not be sure how much salt to put in.

She is a good cook at home, but she can't handle a big pot of food.

"Xiao Xu, are you coming to eat after work?" Looking at the Xu family, Ding Xiaoxia smiled happily, "What do you want to order? Today's eggplant and beans are delicious."

If the chef does not steal, the crops will not be harvested. The chef got the taste when he tasted the salty food in the kitchen. The best dish today is the eggplant and beans.

The information Ding Xiaoxia reported was important.

"Auntie, two lunch boxes, one with eggplant, beans, and cabbage vermicelli, and the other with shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with leeks, and four steamed buns." Xu Shengjie handed over two aluminum lunch boxes.

Ding Xiaoxia was very lenient towards her benefactor. She used an iron spoon to beat the food full, much more abundant than for others, and poured it all into the two lunch boxes brought by Xu Shengjie.

There is basically an average for serving food in the factory canteen. The rest depends on whether the serving women's hands shake. Those with shaking hands serve less and, of course, can use sweet words to persuade people to hold their hands steadier.

"Auntie Ding, I'm Hong Saner, please give me some more food later." Hong Saner followed Xu Shengjie in the queue. He was very excited since he knew that his brother had real relatives in the cafeteria. Having a full meal was more important than anything else.

Ding Xiaoxia had met Hong Saner several times and knew that he was Xu Shengjie's friend, so she naturally agreed. She handed the second lunch box to Xu Shengjie and asked casually, "Where's your wife? She didn't come to eat today?"

Xu Shengjie took the lunch box and was about to speak when he heard a pleasant voice coming from the loud speaker outside the cafeteria.

Some are familiar and some are strange.

The author has something to say:

Xiaoliang brand broadcaster is officially online~

Thanks to the cutie who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle for staying at home; 20 bottles for sunbathing on rainy days;