Chapter 38 Why is your mouth swollen!

Zhou Yuezhu knew that Lin Xiang and He Hongyuan had gone out to have dinner with everyone tonight, so she was waiting for Lin Xiang to come back, but as it got dark, she still hadn't shown up.

After lingering in front of Lin Xiang's door for a while, Zhou Yuezhu was about to leave, thinking that she had to go to work tomorrow. At this time, the slight sound of a door opening from downstairs caught her and made her stop.

"Sister Xiangxiang, you're back!" Zhou Yuezhu clasped her hands together. When she saw the white figure appear at the gate, her eyes lit up instantly. She tiptoed downstairs to greet her.

"Yuezhu, haven't you rested yet?" Lin Xiang was startled by Zhou Yuezhu's movements. She had run back with her heart pounding, but there were still people in the Zhou family who hadn't slept. Seeing Yuezhu at this moment, she felt ashamed as if she had done something bad and was caught.

"No, I'm waiting for you!" Zhou Yuezhu went downstairs and stood in front of Lin Xiang. Just as she was about to raise her hand to hold her arm, she stared at Lin Xiang and lowered her voice to exclaim, "Sister Xiangxiang, why is your mouth swollen!"

It wasn't really swollen, but it was bright red, even redder than the lipstick-smeared lips of the art troupe's performing artists.

But the red is different. The lips with lipstick are dry red, but Lin Xiangying's lips are a watery red, looking bright, moist, and eye-catching.

Lin Xiang's heart almost skipped a beat. She cursed someone silently in her heart, pursed her lips, and said to Zhou Yuezhu, the innocent little sister: "Oh, the dinner was too spicy today. You know yellow lantern peppers are not ordinary. I ate several of them. They were too spicy for me."

Zhou Yuezhu understood after hearing the yellow lantern pepper, it was indeed quite spicy.

She stopped stroking Lin Xiang's rosy lips and took Lin Xiang's arm to go upstairs. After they entered the house, Zhou Yuezhu looked shy like a girl and wanted to tell Lin Xiang a secret.

Lin Xiang was busy pouring herself some water. It was windy at night and she had been fooling around by the wall for a while. She felt dry in the mouth, so she held the enamel cup and drank some water. She drank more than half of the cup before she quenched her thirst.

At the right time, Zhou Yuezhu's voice also rang out, with a girl's unique shyness in her voice: "Sister Xiangxiang, the secret I told you, you must not tell anyone."

Lin Xiang nodded, her red lips moistened by the cool white water becoming more and more radiant: "Tell me, what happened?"

Zhou Yuezhu's face was red, like a cloud dyed with mist. She twisted the ends of her braided hair back and forth with her hands and said shockingly, "I kissed Shen Jianming... tonight!"

"Ahem!" Lin Xiang almost choked on the water. As someone who had done something bad tonight, she immediately thought of the red brick wall on a dark and windy night.

However, when she saw Zhou Yuezhu, Lin Xiang still maintained her older sister's calm demeanor, determined not to show any fear in front of others: "Ah, you guys have made good progress! Comrade Shen Jianming, have you come to your senses?"

Once the conversation started, Zhou Yuezhu, no matter how shy she was, couldn't help but mutter about the historic breakthrough that they had made during their date with Shen Jianming tonight.

But the more Lin Xiang listened, the more she felt something was not right. It seemed that Zhou Yuezhu and Shen Jianming's kiss was just a kiss of their lips, and then they separated immediately. That was it.

She could only sigh in her heart that these two people were quite innocent.

It's not like... cough cough...

Zhou Yuezhu finished talking about her secrets shyly, and immediately asked her gossipingly: "Sister Xiangxiang, you and your cousin have been dating for a while, have you kissed?"

This little girl is simple but direct, which is really irresistible.

"Ahem!" Lin Xiang's mind unconsciously flashed back to some not-so-innocent moments, and she said seriously, "No! Your cousin and I were very simple and pure dating partners. We just held hands."

Zhou Yuezhu: "..."

"Oh my god, my cousin is so slow! Or he's a soldier..." Before she started dating, Zhou Yuezhu had heard that the men she dated were not honest. They would usually kiss her on the cheek, if not on the lips. She didn't expect that her cousin had only held Sister Xiangxiang's hand after so long.

After badmouthing her cousin, Zhou Yuezhu suddenly came to her senses. This was normal. Her cousin was harder to approach than other gay men. No lesbian had ever been able to get close to him. He was cold to everyone, like an iceberg. It was simply a dream to think that her cousin would take the initiative to get close to them!

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Lin Xiang finally managed to send Yuezhu back to her room last night. She had a good sleep and went to work on time on Monday.

The situation of the second factory has improved slightly now. The workers have rationally allocated the amount of work and slacking off, and have completed the production tasks without working overtime.

Director Zhao hangs around everywhere every day, as if he wants to show off his power. He even specially asked the publicity officer of Factory 1 to interview Factory 2, in order to get a page for Factory 2 in the internal newspaper of the food factory.

Lin Xiang didn't expect that Shen Chunli would really come over.

After joining the factory, Shen Chunli, the publicity officer of the first factory, was responsible for writing the food factory newspaper. This newspaper is a monthly summary of major news within the factory, mostly reporting on production operations, and focusing on interviews with some advanced individuals and groups to publicize and promote the spirit and ideas of struggle and construction.

Lin Xiang has read a few issues of the newspaper, and in short, it is full of positive energy.

"Come on, Mr. Shen, sit down and treat this place as your own home." Director Zhao was a humble person. Even when the publicity officer from Factory 1 came, he did not order his subordinates to work. Instead, he made tea for the officer himself and then talked endlessly about the difficulties of Factory 2.

Shen Chunli had long been aware of the Second Factory. It was nothing more than what everyone had mentioned: laziness, slackness, lack of enthusiasm, problems with ideological awareness, and lack of revolutionary spirit... But this time, the Second Factory actually brought increased profits to the factory, and she thought it was worth giving it some space.

It’s just that Director Zhao is really good at talking, especially talking nonsense.

In his words, Factory 2 had become an abandoned child, and the employees of Factory 2 were poor people who stuck to their families...Shen Chunli's mouth twitched, and she found it difficult to write.

"Director Zhao, let's talk about the change in soda packaging." This is the focus of Shen Chunli's article this time.

"Oh, that's right." Director Zhao was still immersed in the difficulties of the Second Factory. Hearing this, he hurriedly called Lin Xiang forward, "Come here, Xiao Lin. She is a hero of the Second Factory. Let Comrade Shen interview you. Comrade Shen, you must write well about our Comrade Xiao Lin, including those idioms and good words. Anyway, it's free, so come on."

Lin Xiang: "..."

Shen Chunli: "..."

The two young female comrades communicated very smoothly. After Shen Chunli asked the questions, she already had a general idea in her mind. When she put away the paper and pen, the look she gave Lin Xiang was more inquiring and scrutinizing.

Lin Xiangchong smiled at her: "Chun Li, why are you looking at me like that?"

Shen Chunli smiled and said, "Nothing much, I just think you are quite capable."

Most people would never have thought that adding a sentence to the packaging could have such a big effect. Now it seems that Captain He, whom my cousin has been pursuing so hard, is with Lin Xiang. His vision is indeed good.

Thinking of her cousin Meng Jing, her mind drifted away. She didn't know what happened last night. Her cousin came home in a rage, her face very red. She couldn't tell whether she was angry or embarrassed.

Shen Chunli asked her but she didn't say anything. She just closed the door and stayed alone.

Lin Xiang didn't care about Shen Chunli's straightforward praise of her, but she accepted it calmly: "Then remember to write our second factory page in a bigger size~"

Shen Chunli's expression suddenly became serious. She tightly grasped the paper and pen and said firmly, "That depends on the arrangement of this issue of the newspaper. I won't give you a back door!"

Lin Xiang couldn't help laughing.

After seeing Shen Chunli off, Lin Xiang returned to the office to report, only to see Director Zhao calling her with a stack of receipts in his hand and distributing rewards as soon as he got up.

"Xiao Lin, you have brought honor to our Second Factory recently. You have only been here for a few months. Please share more of the cotton, meat, sugar and cake tickets that are given as rewards from our factory."

Sometimes there are some extra benefits in the factory. Lin Xiang has completely penetrated into the inner circle and become a core staff, so he is naturally welcomed.

Kong Zhenzhen and Ma Defa had no objection to this. They took a few tickets that were smaller than Lin Xiang's share and were still very happy.

"Thank you, Director." Lin Xiang was not polite. Since it was a good thing delivered to her door, she would naturally accept it.

She counted them one by one. There were four cotton coupons, totaling four pounds, as well as one pound of meat coupons, one pound of sugar coupons and cake coupons.

All the meat coupons, sugar coupons and pastry coupons from last month's salary were spent, and even He Hongyuan's share was used to buy her food. But Lin Xiang was still greedy. Even if she had money, she couldn't eat meat, fish, candy and pastries every day. These coupons were really a "lifesaver".

After work, Lin Xianghe said to He Hongyuan who came to pick her up, "Let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some vegetables and peach cakes. By the way, send these cotton coupons back to your mother."

The temperature in Langhua Island is over 20 degrees in winter, so you can just wear a long-sleeved shirt and a thin sweater at most. There is basically no need to make a cotton-padded jacket. Lin Xiang thought that Aunt He in Xifeng City needed to tear cotton to make a cotton-padded jacket or quilt.

He Hongyuan pondered: "The temperature difference here is big in winter. Although it is warmer during the day, it is still cold at night. Did you bring winter clothes when you came here? You still need to make a thin cotton jacket."

Lin Xiang was puzzled: "Can it really be used?"

He Hongyuan chuckled. Seeing Lin Xiang thinking seriously, he resisted the urge to pinch her cheek. He tightened his hand hanging by his military pants and said, "How about this? Send the four kilograms of cotton coupons in your hand to my mother. I have some more cotton coupons to make you a cotton shirt."

Lin Xiang's eyes widened in anger: "Aren't you doing this in vain?"

Why didn’t he send it directly to Aunt He?

He Hongyuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "My mother will definitely be happier when she receives the cotton coupons you sent back."

Lin Xiang: "..."

This person really is...good at manipulating people's hearts.

They bought half a pound of glutinous rice noodles and half a pound of peach cakes at the supply and marketing cooperative, keeping the sugar coupons for the time being. Lin Xiang then took He Hongyuan to the seafood stand next door to pick out a fish.

We were lucky today. The fishermen had a good catch and the seafood station also had fresh items. A lively blackfish was brought to us on a string.

Lin Xiang was taking out the money to pay, and without even turning his head, he let He Hongyuan take over.

It was the first time for He Hongyuan to buy groceries with someone other than his mother, especially when that person was his crush.

Watching Lin Xiang carefully choosing from the water tank, determined to pick the freshest and most beautiful fish, and instructing her to carry it, she paid and turned to smile at herself.

"Let's go. We have some seasonings at home. Let's make fish soup today." Lin Xiang was in high spirits.

When He Hongyuan heard the word "home", he couldn't help but imagine the appearance of a house in his mind. It was his and Lin Xiang's home.

However, the two are still at Zhou's house. After arriving home, Lin Xiang immediately prepared fish soup as a snack for tonight's dinner.

Aunt Feng had already prepared three dishes, shredded potatoes and stir-fried cabbage, and a plate of steamed sweet potatoes.

When Lin Xiang's fish soup is ready, the white soup base looks like pure white milk, sprinkled with a few bright red wolfberries, and it has a fresh aroma, light and suitable, delicious and tasty. Iron fish is one of the most common fish near Langhua Island, with few bones and more meat, and the fish meat is tender.

The four of them finished off a large bowl of fish soup. At the dinner table, Feng Li heard that Lin Xiang was going to send cotton coupons back to her second sister-in-law, and she immediately said, "It just so happens that I still have a few here, let's send them back to her together."

After dinner, Lin Xiang took the cotton coupons given by Aunt Feng and went back to her room to write a letter. He Hongyuan followed her footsteps and entered Lin Xiang's room together.

This was He Hongyuan's first time entering a lesbian's bedroom.

Seeing how serious he was, Lin Xiang couldn't help but tease him, "Captain He, have you ever passed by any other female comrade's room?"

He Hongyuan said seriously: "My mother."

Lin Xiang: "..."

I really lost to you, but I also know that what he said is true.

He Hongyuan leaned on the table, watching Lin Xiang writing a letter. In the letter, she briefly mentioned her life on Langhua Island, picking out the good things, and finally praised He Hongyuan. He folded the paper in half and put it in an envelope, then put the six cotton tickets in it.

On the yellow envelope, Lin Xiang wrote down the address of He Da Niang's brigade and the name of the recipient. As for the sender column, she paused, stared at the burning gaze of the man next to her who had a strong presence, and wrote down the sender - Lin Xiang He Hongyuan.

She raised her eyes and pushed the envelope in front of the man, asking for credit: "Look, I added your credit here."

After all, he gave his cotton coupons to Aunt He, and He Hongyuan gave his cotton coupons to himself, and he couldn't tell who gave it to whom.

He Hongyuan lowered his brows and scanned the beautiful handwriting. He felt relieved when he saw the two people's names were closely together without any barrier.

It is said that after falling in love, one cannot help but have more physical contact with the lover, which is a closeness from the heart, and Lin Xiang is no exception.

However, since they were at Zhou's house, it was not appropriate for her and He Hongyuan to stay in the room with the door closed, so Lin Xiang left the door wide open to show that they were innocent.

The letter was written, and she arranged for He Hongyuan to go to the post office tomorrow to buy a stamp, put it on and mail it. As they were talking, she kept staring at He Hongyuan's hand as he took the envelope.

He Hongyuan's palms were broad, much larger than hers, with long, thin fingers and distinct joints, very nice-looking, even somewhat sexy. There were thin creases of various sizes on his palms, all bearing marks from training and fighting.

Lin Xiang said seriously: "Captain He, I can read palms. Let me help you."

As he spoke, he pulled He Hongyuan's broad right palm toward him.

He Hongyuan sternly taught her: "Why read palms? Don't be superstitious."

Lin Xiang suddenly remembered that this kind of feudal superstition is severely cracked down in this era, but since they were alone at the moment, she didn't care too much: "Why? Are you going to report me? I don't care. If someone says I'm feudal and superstitious in the future, it must be you who reported it."

He Hongyuan curled his lips, as if he was amused by Lin Xiangfei's words: "You can really say that."

"Oh, let me show you." Lin Xiang certainly didn't know how to read palms, she just gently stroked the thin silk thread on the man's palm with her fingertips and spoke nonsense righteously, "Well, Comrade He Hongyuan, you can tell at a glance that he is a successful and determined person. Look at how smooth and straight his career line is, and how long his life line is. He will definitely live a long life..."

He Hongyuan only felt a tingling sensation in his palms. Lin Xiang's soft skin gently rubbed against his palms, like a light feather touching his heart, stirring up an uncontrollable feeling, so that he could not listen to Lin Xiang's words about palm reading.

Seeing that Lin Xiang was making up stories and pouring out free compliments, He Hongyuan curled his fingers, pressed them against Lin Xiang's palm, and said calmly, "Then can you help me see how the relationship line is?"

Lin Xiang raised her eyebrows and looked at He Hongyuan in slight surprise: "Captain He, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say you want to resist feudal superstition? Why are you asking about it now?"

He Hongyuan's eyes were full of smiles, and his sharp sword-like eyebrows softened a little. He curled his lips and said, "Well, it seems that you are quite capable. Master Lin, can you help me see how my love line is? When is my partner willing to marry me?"

Lin Xiang's heart seemed to skip a beat. When she raised her eyes, she met the man's deep eyes. It was as if there was a flame burning in those usually cold eyes, hot and surging.

She suddenly let go, took back her hand, clenched it into a fist and placed it on her leg, suppressing the tingling sensation in her heart, and muttered, "I can't see the love line, go ask someone else."

"Oh?" He Hongyuan did not continue to embarrass Lin Xiang. He just gently scratched the tip of Lin Xiang's nose with his hand, and smiled a little, "You are not very good at learning, Comrade Lin Xiang."

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The next day, He Hongyuan went to the post office at noon, bought stamps, and mailed the letter and the coupons together. At the end of yesterday, he asked Lin Xiang to add a paragraph in the letter, asking her to persuade her mother to come to the island to live for a while.

In the past, whenever He Hongyuan spoke, Aunt He remained unmoved. But this time, it might be helpful if her son's target spoke up.

After sending the letter and returning to the army, He Hongyuan went to the canteen to eat. Strangely enough, he had rarely been to Zhou's house in the past because of past grievances, and he ate almost all his three meals a day in the army canteen.

But now, I suddenly feel that eating alone in the cafeteria or with my comrades is not as delicious.

It feels like someone is missing.

Zhang Huafeng, who had no idea that he was being rejected, ate his food with big mouthfuls and asked about the preparations for Jiang Weijun, who had already reported his marriage. When He Hongyuan heard the word "marriage", he couldn't help but prick up his ears.

"Wow, there are so many things to prepare for a wedding." Chief of Staff Jiang is very capable at work, but he is completely clueless about the customs of marriage. "My mother had someone write to me and told me to prepare the betrothal gifts, check the family conditions, and choose a date based on the horoscopes... I feel dizzy just listening to them."

Zhang Huafeng laughed twice and said enviously, "It doesn't matter if you get dizzy, at least you got a wife! Brother, you're really quick."

Jiang Weijun teased him: "You should hold on tight too, and Hongyuan, both of you should get moving."

Before He Hongyuan opened his mouth, Zhang Huafeng spoke first: "Don't worry, even if I fall behind you, I will definitely not fall behind this kid He Hongyuan! I will definitely get married before him."

"You are quite confident." He Hongyuan said lightly.

Zhang Huafeng puffed out his chest, extremely proud!

After completing his mission, He Hongyuan rested for a few days and then returned to work. In September, new soldiers were enlisted and trained mainly by battalion commanders. He went on an inspection tour as a regiment commander and saw a few troublemakers who were not obedient, so he immediately went to train the soldiers himself.

There are always troublemakers among the new recruits. Even He Hongyuan was one of them in his past. He was young and energetic, charging forward with an attitude that showed he was fearless.

The dignified He Hongyuan had a strong aura, and even if he just stood there without saying a word, it would be intimidating, not to mention when he spoke in a deep voice, issued training tasks, and listened to the wailing of the recruits who could not complete the tasks without changing his expression.

"Start now, five kilometers of cross-country running. If you can't finish it within 17 minutes, you will have to do an additional five kilometers of weight-carrying sprint!" He Hongyuan's eyes were firm. He was not moved by the lazy and procrastinating complaints of these little brats. He raised his voice and gave the order.

Some rebellious people stood up to resist the ruthless He Hongyuan: "Team leader, we can't finish the run in 17 minutes. You might as well just ask all of us to do an extra five kilometers of running with weights."

The words were full of complaints and dissatisfaction.

It seemed that He Hongyuan had ulterior motives and was deliberately making things difficult for these new recruits.

He Hongyuan's cold eyes swept over the crowd, his sword-like brows were sharp, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and after a moment he spoke loudly: "It's your problem if you can't complete the mission. Of course you can't complete the mission if you slack off all day long. You are the worst batch of recruits I have ever led! Now you think that no one can complete the 17-minute goal before we even start? Where is your ambition? If you don't have ambition, what are you doing here? Go home and farm!"

The empty training ground was filled with the sound of He Hongyuan's solemn admonitions. He spoke word for word, just as he had in the past, to the newly enlisted soldiers who were still anxious: "When you are on the battlefield, when life and death are at stake, you should negotiate with your enemies. If you can't run, you should apply to lower your target and see if your enemies will agree!"

Rows and rows of new recruits are young and immature, mostly only 16 to 18 years old, with only a short time in the army. They are full of curiosity and yearning, and are still wavering between obeying orders and disobeying discipline.

At this moment, facing the majestic and domineering Captain He, no one dared to speak.

"When I joined the army, I ran a five-kilometer cross-country race in 16 minutes and 2 seconds. Your Captain Zhou ran a 16 minutes and 26 seconds. Instructor Yang, whom you met this morning, ran a 16 minutes and 32 seconds... How about you?" He Hongyuan said forcefully, his edge clearly showing. "After all this training, is there anyone whose performance is good enough? Their attitude towards training is lax, their performance is terrible, and they are not willing to train more! Anyone who doesn't want to train now, report and leave immediately, and I will personally send him back!"

The new recruits stood straight without moving, standing in military posture under the scorching sun, and no one dared to say a word. Even Dong Wu, the thorny person with the most arrogant attitude and the one who gave Captain Zhou the most headaches, pursed his lips.

He Hongyuan's expression eased a little, but it was not noticeable. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's under his white hat. He shouted to everyone, "Now let's run a five-kilometer cross-country race. Do you have the confidence to run under 17 minutes?"

"Yes!" The recruits who had been complaining in front did not dare to admit defeat and answered in unison.

"Speak louder. Do you have confidence?" He Hongyuan's resonant voice echoed throughout the training ground.

The recruits seemed to be inspired and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Yes!"

"Let's go!"

Captain Zhou heaved a sigh of relief when he saw a group of new recruits setting off with heavy loads. It must be said that although Captain He is usually stern, he is really effective!

If he were to train these new recruits, it would take him some time. Captain He's approach is different, and it's enough to scare people. Even the most stubborn ones would behave themselves when they see Captain He.

This is the momentum and dominance gained from experience on the battlefield.

After giving He Hongyuan a lecture, he discussed the situation of this year's recruits with Captain Zhou, especially hearing about the outstanding abilities and bad temper of the 17-year-old recruit Dong Wu.

New recruit Dong Wu ranked first in almost every aspect of the military training test. He has outstanding personal abilities, is confident and conceited, likes to show off, and dares to rebel against his superiors. Now he has become the leader of the new recruits.

But he was straightforward and bold. When Captain Zhou took him with him, he was impressed by his excellent abilities but also worried that he was difficult to discipline.

New recruits like Dong Wu are the most "love-hate" soldiers.

He Hongyuan was looking at his training stopwatch and listening to Captain Zhou's report. When the time reached 16 minutes and 11 seconds, he caught a glimpse of Dong Wu running in the front, just over 200 meters away from the finish line.

But just when He Hongyuan and Captain Zhou thought that Dong Wu would become the number one recruit, he suddenly stopped and leaned over to look at his comrade who had fallen beside him.

When the time came to 17 minutes, a total of eight recruits completed the five-kilometer cross-country run within the specified target time, and the remaining recruits arrived at the finish line one after another 17 minutes later.

When Dong Wu ran across the finish line carrying his comrade who had fallen and sprained his ankle, He Hongyuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the time: 17 minutes and 9 seconds.

"Everyone who has not completed the task within 17 minutes, gather together and do an additional five kilometers of sprinting with weights!" He Hongyuan gave the training task with an expressionless face.

"Report!" Dong Wu stepped out to report and clear his name, "Captain, my normal running result is definitely less than 17 minutes."

He Hongyuan raised his eyelids, glanced at Dong Wu's youthful but energetic face, and said calmly: "So? Did you just run to the finish line within 17 minutes?"

"I did it to carry Wang Weiguo..." Dong Wu was not convinced. He was only 200 meters away from the finish line at that time. Anyone could see that he would reach the destination within 17 minutes.

He Hongyuan interrupted him in a deep voice: "So you just ran into the finish line within 17 minutes, right?"

Dong Wu was silent with an angry look on his face, and said angrily: "No!"

"Then run!" He Hongyuansi was merciless.

A group of new recruits continued to practice. After more than ten minutes, they returned to the training ground sweating and panting. Dong Wu was still the first to arrive. He had excellent physical fitness, tight muscles and strong strength, especially in the sprint phase. Explosive power.

After all the trouble, he still looked at the imposing leader with dissatisfaction.

He Hongyuan strode towards the group of new recruits who were resting. Wherever he went, the new recruits' chattering stopped instantly. Everyone straightened their bodies and unconsciously became well-behaved and honest.

Dong Wu saw Captain He stop in front of him and said angrily, "Captain, I was first in the five-kilometer sprint just now!"

He looked fearless and rushed forward.

He Hongyuan chuckled, no longer serious as he was during training: "Are you still proud?"

Dong Wu: “…”

The more the captain hit him, the more he refused to accept it and the more he fought back. Just as he was about to argue a few more times, he heard the devilish captain He speak again.

"If I had carried my comrade on my back, I could still have run under 17 minutes."

This one sentence was so fatal that Dong Wu felt his blood rushing to his chest!

But Dong Wu had heard of Captain He's heroic deeds. Looking at his tall and strong figure and his firm muscles, Dong Wu knew in his heart that what Captain He said was true.

At this moment, Dong Wu felt a little disappointed.

The body that had been stretched straight suddenly relaxed, and the new recruit looked a little wilted under the scorching sun.

"However, since you can run with your comrades on your back, they can rest assured that you will be there for them when you go to the battlefield in the future." He Hongyuan suddenly changed the subject, with a look of admiration in his eyes, "Next time, run for me within 17 minutes while carrying your comrades on your back, can you do it?"

Dong Wu instantly perked up, held his head high and said, "Yes!"

He Hongyuan nodded slightly, then turned and left.

"Captain!" Dong Wu stared at Captain He's majestic back and called him.

He Hongyuan did not look back, but stopped to listen to the young man's immature but passionate voice behind him: "Captain, I will definitely surpass you in the future!"

He Hongyuan smiled with his lips curled, and cursed in a low voice: "Little bastard."

Then he shouted back: "Try it if you have the ability!"

The military flag looked even more red under the scorching sun, witnessing the inheritance of generations of soldiers. Dong Wu stared at the back of Captain He, unwilling to move his eyes, his eyes full of excitement and enthusiasm.

After a short rest, the training of the new recruits continued. Captain Zhou took over the position of the lead instructor again, while Wang Weiguo, who had just fallen and sprained his ankle, was being carried by He Hongyuan to the military hospital for treatment.

Wang Weiguo, who was always timid, trembled with fear. He leaned on the back of the leader who was feared by everyone in the group, and said tremblingly: "Leader...Leader, I'd better go by myself. No need, no need to carry me."

He Hongyuan saw the new recruit limping towards the military hospital on the way and immediately carried him on his back.

"By the time you slowly get to the military hospital, everyone will be off work." He Hongyuan seemed relaxed even though he was carrying a big man on his back. He quickly hurried to the military hospital and asked the nurse to help him take a look.

Wang Weiguo never thought that the stern and terrifying Captain He would come to treat his injuries without telling him, but he felt a sense of dependence and security in his heart.

He is only sixteen years old this year, the youngest among this batch of recruits. He undergoes intensive training during the day and misses home at night, often unable to sleep.

At this moment, he was carried to the hospital by the team leader. Suddenly, his nose felt sore. As soon as he sniffed, he heard Team Leader He say in a deep voice: "Do you dare to cry for me?"

Wang Weiguo: "..."

The slightly hurtful emotion was instantly frightened away.

He Hongyuan handed the new recruit to the nurse to apply medicine, and when he turned around and looked around, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Wang Weiguo saw Captain He, who always looked stern and majestic, striding towards a female comrade in a yellow shirt with a faint smile on his face, and even his words seemed to have become much softer.

"Why did you suddenly come to the military hospital?" He Hongyuan looked Lin Xiang up and down, worried that she was injured somewhere.

Lin Xiang's forehead was covered with sweat, because she had rushed all the way here, and her face was flushed, all from the sun. She quickly explained, "It's not me who was injured, it's a worker in our factory. He accidentally tied his hand while operating the equipment this afternoon, and now he's sewing up the wound."

It's scary to say. Lin Xiang felt scared when she thought of the hand with blood flowing out.

In this era, the awareness of safe operation was not high. Unlike later generations when various production operations were more standardized, the employee training here was not intensive enough and the requirements were not high. Especially in the various production operations, there was no standardization and they often appeared to be somewhat casual, even in one factory.

This leaves a lot of safety risks.

Lin Xiang had not had a deep understanding of it before, but this time when she saw it with her own eyes, she had a profound understanding of it.

She thought that after the worker's hand injury was healed, she would have to consult with Director Zhao to standardize and normalize the equipment operation to reduce or even prevent such incidents from happening again. If all went well, it would be best to suggest that Factory 1 also follow up with strict requirements.

He Hongyuan nodded and followed Lin Xiang's gaze to the operating room on the first floor of the military hospital: "How long have you been in there?"

"More than half an hour."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiang saw the door of the operating room open and hurried forward to inquire about the situation.

The attending physician this time was none other than Meng Jing. She wore a white coat and took off her mask. She explained the patient's condition professionally and quickly: "The arm was cut by a sharp weapon. The wound is not shallow. Now the wound has been sutured and medication has been applied. You will be hospitalized for observation for a week. If the injury does not worsen, you can go home to recuperate. Don't do heavy work for three months."

Lin Xiang naturally believed in the professionalism of the heroine in the book. In the book, Meng Jing had made a great career in the medical field. She said sincerely, "Thank you, Doctor Meng."

Meng Jing nodded at her, glanced at He Hongyuan behind Lin Xiang, and turned and left without saying a word.

Meng Jing walked hurriedly, but her mind was in a mess. What the hell, why didn't she feel like talking to He Hongyuan when she saw him? Instead, she suddenly thought of that hateful guy Jiang Zhenghao!

On behalf of the factory, Lin Xiang relocated the injured workers and distributed consolation money to them.

The welfare benefits of state-owned factories today are quite good. For example, if workers are injured, the union will organize condolences, the factory will organize condolences, the department will organize condolences, medical expenses will be fully covered, and there will also be consolation money and nutritional supplements.

After the workers were hospitalized and settled in the military hospital, Lin Xiang returned to the factory and discussed the issue of standardized work guidelines with Director Zhao.

Director Zhao is not short of human touch. He just applied for the factory's consolation allowance for injured employees. He agreed with Lin Xiang's words. Although the overall risk of labor operations in the factory is not great, people still get injured occasionally in a year. So, everyone's labor operations are indeed lacking in training, standardization and regularization.

"Then how do we draw up the rules for this matter?" Director Zhao is not good at this.

Lin Xiang had already thought about it: "Director, I will draft it, and you can revise it after I finish it."

"Okay." Director Zhao looked at Lin Xiang with more and more satisfaction in his eyes.

Lin Xiang carefully drafted operating procedures for each link based on the characteristics of the food factory, listing in detail the clauses from food safety and hygiene to standardized equipment operation to prevent injuries.

Director Zhao looked at her 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... each one was really clear and concise, and he was very satisfied: "Okay, post it directly in the workshop, and tomorrow afternoon, call all the workers together to emphasize it."

"Okay." Lin Xiang was a man of action, especially for such an important matter. She took the labor operation guidelines and posted them on the wall of the workshop, then turned around and urged Director Zhao, "Director, why don't you suggest that Factory 1 also do this?"

Director Zhao initially did not want to get involved in Factory 1's affairs. After all, Factory 2 was not well received by Factory 1, and he had no say in Factory 1. However, after listening to Lin Xiang talking about the dangers of being injured, he finally agreed.

"Let's go to Factory 1 and talk to the deputy director."

Director Zhao took Lin Xiang to the factory, thinking that he was doing a good deed. When they entered the factory, they saw the freshly produced canned shrimp sauce being loaded onto trucks and prepared for shipment, and they couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Lin Xiang was naturally curious. The last time she had a meeting with the people in the shrimp sauce workshop, Director Qin had repeatedly proposed to change the formula. I don't know if this batch of shrimp sauce...

As the two approached, Lin Xiang heard the voice of Director Qin who was talking to the head of the sales department next to the truck.

"Chief Song, don't worry, we have improved the formula this time, and we will definitely be able to compete with the food factory! Get back the lost orders!"

Trucks loaded with canned shrimp sauce with a fresh and improved recipe set out. The workshop manager Qin Yangbo's face was full of anticipation. Lin Xiang glanced at the blue trucks and couldn't help feeling worried.

I’m afraid Director Qin’s expectations will be dashed.