"Boss, wait a minute." Upon hearing this, Sheng Liancheng hurriedly called out to his son.
"What time is it? There are no vehicles left to take you back to the forest farm. How are you going to get down now?"
During the winter transport season, frontline workers are stationed in the mountains, but staff such as gauge inspectors, acceptance inspectors, safety officers, and site supervisors do not need to be stationed. They commute to and from get off work by commuter bus, and some even need to work in two shifts.
At the same time, there will be trolleys pulled by internal combustion engines, traveling back and forth between the mountains, forest farms, and Songjianghe timber yard.
But these vehicles only operate during the day. It's already past 8 PM, so where are there any vehicles left?
“Dad, I can walk back. It’s only thirty or forty miles.”
I followed the railway back home, and it only took me four or five o'clock to get home by midnight.
Sheng Xiping was extremely anxious and didn't want to waste a single minute. He just wanted to get home as soon as possible to see his wife and children.
"Nonsense! It's freezing cold and you're walking home alone at night. What if you encounter some wild animals on the way?"
You came to the mountains to work, not to hunt. You didn't bring anything. If something were to happen to you, how would you manage to support this family?
Sheng Liancheng was furious and scolded his eldest son.
"Dad, I'm so worried. Even if you leave me on the mountain, I won't be able to sleep all night." Sheng Xiping scratched his head; he was genuinely anxious.
"No, you can't go down tonight no matter what. If you can't sleep, you'll stay here and keep me company while I'm on duty."
"Nothing I say will work, I'm not going back tonight." Sheng Liancheng glared at his son.
What could Sheng Xiping say when his own father spoke up? Besides, Sheng Liancheng was doing it for his own good.
"Okay, I'll ask for leave first and take the bus down tomorrow morning." In the end, Sheng Xiping compromised.
Sheng Liancheng waved his hand, "Go ask for leave, ask for a few more days, go back and spend some quality time with your wife."
"When your mother gave birth to you, I took five days off." Sheng Liancheng sighed, recalling the past.
"Don't worry about me on the mountain. I'll cover for you and keep an eye on things when I'm off duty."
Sheng Liancheng works the generator room shift, which lasts one day and one night, followed by one day and one night off.
Actually, there's not much work to do here. You just need to keep the generator running and it's not tiring.
Sheng Liancheng worked his way up from an ordinary worker to a team leader and then to the head of a small repair shop over the many years he spent at the forest farm. He did it step by step, one step at a time.
Sheng Liancheng can drive all the machinery used in forestry operations, whether it's chainsaws, tractors, winches, or even internal combustion engines. Not only can he drive them, he can also repair them.
Moreover, Sheng Lian is familiar with every aspect of forestry production. He used to fill in for Sheng Xiping, which was a waste of his talents. He is absolutely reliable.
"Okay, Dad, I'll go ask for leave now."
Sheng Xiping nodded, left the machine room, and headed straight for the dispatch camp to find the production manager and production dispatcher.
Sheng Xiping wanted to take a week off to go back and spend time with his wife and children.
However, the production manager, Zhao Limin, refused to grant such a long leave, only agreeing to give three days.
"Xiping, right now is the most crucial period of the Winter Games, and you are still the captain of the educated youth team."
"You're asking for seven days off at once? Won't your work team be in chaos? No, seven days is too long, we really can't give that."
"Three days should be enough. Anyway, your wife has already given birth, and you can't help much if you go back. Three days is enough."
Today is the first day of the twelfth lunar month. We'll be on holiday and go down the mountain on the twenty-third. Your wife won't be out of confinement yet by then.
Zhao Limin had no choice. It was a critical period for winter production, and the educated youth team was the main force in production this year, so he really couldn't give them too long a leave.
"Uncle Zhao, three days is really too short. I will make arrangements for the work team. Besides, my dad can go over and help keep an eye on things, so I guarantee that production will not be delayed."
"How about five days? Five days is really too short; I can't explain it to my father-in-law and mother-in-law."
What can you do in three days? You need at least five days.
Once Zhou Mingyuan was mentioned, Zhao Limin couldn't say anything else, so he nodded in agreement and gave Sheng Xiping a five-day vacation.
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