The next morning, Li Qinghe boiled three eggs and ate two of them himself. They were delicious when paired with steamed bread.
When I went out, I saw Yan Bugui fiddling with his glasses at the door. Judging from the tape in his hand, the legs of his glasses were probably broken again. This old man is really thrifty. I remember he wore these glasses from the beginning to the end without changing them.
Yu Li was washing up at that time. Li Qinghe walked over to say hello, quietly put an egg in her pocket, then patted his butt and left.
It was another boring day at the factory. I sat there until noon and then took my lunch box to the cafeteria to eat.
He arrived a little late, and there was a queue at every window. He queued at He Yuzhu's window as usual.
At this time, Qin Huairu walked past him, but seemed not to see him. She walked straight to the front of the team and joined in.
Li Qinghe then realized that Xu Damao was not far ahead, but he did not greet the two of them. He just watched with interest from behind. This was a famous scene.
When it was his turn, He Yuzhu gave him another full box of vegetables, almost filling it up.
This time, Li Qinghe deliberately slowed down his eating speed, waiting for the show to begin.
Feeling that the time was about up, I washed my lunch box and walked out of the cafeteria, just in time to meet He Yuzhu rushing out from the kitchen.
"Hey, Brother Zhuzi, where are you doing?" Li Qinghe shouted and walked over quickly, with a surge of emotions instantly overwhelming him.
Good, I will accumulate this emotion. If I can absorb this much every day, my space will be upgraded very quickly.
"Ah, I just have something to do. You are busy, I'll leave first." How could He Yuzhu tell his plan? Besides, if Li Qinghe knew about it and accidentally spread it out, Qin Huairu's reputation would be ruined.
"Hehe, the show is about to begin." Li Qinghe smiled.
It wasn't long before a group of old women came rushing over and headed for the warehouse.
Li Qinghe said nothing and stayed far behind.
Bang!
The warehouse door was pushed open by the group of old women, and they rushed in. The next moment, there were curses and screams. It was Xu Damao's voice. His voice was so recognizable.
He Yuzhu was listening to the noise at the door, grinning from ear to ear. Li Qinghe suspected that if he got closer he would be able to see his stomach.
Then an old lady threw out a piece of clothing. He Yuzhu caught it without hesitation, then ran away with the clothing in his arms, grinning.
Not long after, a group of middle-aged women came out contentedly, talking loudly as they left, leaving Xu Damao in tears in the warehouse.
After a few minutes, Li Qinghe walked towards the warehouse with heavy steps.
Hearing the noise, Xu Damao was startled and hurriedly picked up his pants and put them on.
"Brother Damao, what are you doing here?"
Li Qinghe looked at him in surprise.
Xu Damao: “…”
What do you think?
"Huh~ It's you, brother. You really scared me to death." Xu Damao breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Qinghe approached and immediately felt the surging emotions. He secretly laughed in his heart, but said, "Brother Damao, what's this look like? Do you have any special fetish? This won't do. Don't freeze in the winter. And if you like, you can do it at home. This is the factory."
Xu Damao was really about to cry. What a special fetish! He even wanted to lie on the ground and look for a hole.
"Ahem, well, wait till I get dressed. It's quite cold."
Li Qinghe shook his head and said, "Hurry up then. It's just me. If others see you like this, it will be terrible. Those old ladies in the factory will talk about it for a month."
Xu Damao's hands froze and he thought, these are the old women from the factory. They were the ones who stripped me naked and showed me my melons.
But he couldn't say it, so he laughed dryly and said, "Yes, yes, I will pay attention to it next time."
In less than a minute, he had put on his pants swiftly.
When he tried to find other clothes, he was dumbfounded.
"No, where's my shirt?"
Li Qinghe raised his hands and said, "I don't know. I just got here too."
"Of course I know it wasn't you. Brother, please help me find it. Mine is made of Dacron. It's hard to buy and very expensive." Xu Damao searched everywhere anxiously. Of course he knew it wasn't Li Qinghe who took it away, but it was made of Dacron.
Dacron is a chemical fiber fabric, its English name is dacron, which is translated as "Dacron".
At first, it was said to be miraculous and very cool when worn. But later it was discovered that this thing does not absorb sweat and feels relatively hard when worn. Once it gets wet, it will stick to the body and is very uncomfortable. In later generations, it became a common thing and shirts made of this fabric are rarely worn.
Because of its wrinkle resistance and wear resistance, it is used as the outermost layer of clothing or outdoor equipment.
But in this era, there was no domestic technology to manufacture them. Everything was imported, and the quantity was not large. Naturally, the price was not cheap, and ordinary people could not see it at all.
Xu Damao got this shirt through the Lou family. If he had bought it himself, he would have no way to do so.
Seeing his anxious look, Li Qinghe asked suspiciously, "Brother Damao, has anyone else been here before?"
Xu Damao froze again and quickly denied, "How is that possible? No one else has been here."
"How come the clothes disappeared for no reason?" Li Qinghe's eyes were filled with even more confusion.
At this time, Xu Damao didn't care about looking for the shirt anymore. He pretended to be enlightened, patted his head, and smiled, "Look at my memory. I didn't wear it this morning. I left it at home."
However, the twitching corners of his mouth still exposed his inner feelings, and it was estimated that his heart was bleeding.
"So that's how it is. Brother Damao, you have to be more careful and don't lose things like that. I've been looking for it for a long time. I'm so anxious. You might catch a cold again." Li Qinghe looked at him with concern.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Xu Damao tried his best to force a smile, and put on the sweater with a look of despair on his face.
“Crack!”
His whole body froze instantly.
Wearing a sweater with the upper body bare in winter feels very painful and itchy, especially since sweaters generate static electricity. If you are not careful, it will make crackling sounds and can give you a numbing shock.
Looking at Xu Damao with a distorted expression, standing there motionless, Li Qinghe could hardly suppress the smile on his face.
Xu Damao also became ruthless. He gritted his teeth and started to put on his clothes. There was a constant "crackling" sound, and sometimes a flash of light would appear.
Li Qinghe felt uncomfortable all over and felt itchy all over.
"This time it must have been done by that bastard Sha Zhu, otherwise how would those old women know about me? And that bitch Qin Huairu, she must have told Sha Zhu on purpose. Humph, just wait for me." Xu Damao was secretly mad in his heart.
As for Li Qinghe, he had no doubts. On the one hand, Li Qinghe had a good relationship with him and there was no reason for him to bully him. On the other hand, his reaction was wrong. If he had done it, he would definitely not have this reaction.
Seeing that Xu Damao was almost like the God of Thunder, Li Qinghe looked at him with concern, "Brother Damao, are you okay?"
Xu Damao forced a smile and said, "It's okay. What can happen to me? Let's go. It's time to go to work."
After saying that, he walked out of the warehouse, but he couldn't help twisting his body, and it would shake with a "crackling" sound.
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