Chapter 92 Listing
Old Mrs. Liu sent Liu Qingqing out early in the morning and nervously locked the gate.
Even my favorite old lady Zhao’s house is gone.
I quietly nestled in the house, thinking about what to make for lunch and what to cook in the evening.
My daughter has become very generous since she moved to the city.
She didn't even mind coming to eat, especially the frozen fruit yesterday.
I also made a small pot of tea for her in the evening.
These old things have to be put aside for Chinese New Year. Look, as soon as she comes, they are all taken out in advance.
You can also make whatever you want at home.
Li Guihua lived for forty-eight years and never had a day as miserable as this one.
She dared to say that even the rich landlords were no better than this.
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Liu Qingqing's principle is to find work for herself if she doesn't want the boss to find trouble for her.
Under the pretext of Song Jinglin, she gave a box of cigarettes to her nominal master, Director Li's nephew, Li Jun.
Li Jun used to check his car regularly, but now it's winter, so he has to warm up the engine from time to time.
These iron guys are treated very well and are put into the warehouse as soon as the weather gets cold.
He took the cigarette from Liu Qingqing, his eyes brightening as he asked, "Little disciple, has your partner returned?"
The cigarettes from the supply and marketing cooperative are Xiao Liu, and the cigarettes from the internal supply are the little apprentice.
"No, it's because you, Master, like it. I wrote a letter to my husband and asked him to help prepare it. Once he heard that my Master likes it, he must do his best." Liu Qingqing smiled and put her hands behind her back.
Li Jun was happy: "Little disciple, tell me, if there is anything you need from the master, just speak up."
"Look at what you said, it's as if you have to use your things before you give them to me. Isn't it the disciple's duty to respect his master?" Liu Qingqing pretended to be unhappy.
Li Jun stroked his cigarette case and quickly tried to smooth things over: "Look, Master, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to teach you something. I have some car repair skills, but you're a girl, so you can't use them."
Liu Qingqing quickly agreed: "Since Master wants to teach me how to repair cars, I promise to learn as much as I can and will not waste Master's precious time."
Li Jun: ...
He is so polite...
But now that I've come to this, I can't say no more. Just teach me!
In addition to Liu Qingqing learning car repair from Li Jun, people from the purchasing department also came to take the class.
Liu Qingqing really wanted to collect tuition fees from these people, as she had bought out the class hours.
Li Jun had the same idea. He coughed and told several people to get going. They arranged for candy, soda, and biscuits. Everything was ready.
While people were running in front to buy things, Li Jun taught his outer disciple the skills he had originally not wanted to teach.
He spent money on cigarettes to attend the class. If he learned the same thing as those freeloaders, he would feel like he had lost out.
Liu Qingqing listened attentively. With her good memory and the fact that she had been driving the Da Jiefang for so long, she was somewhat familiar with it and had a good ability to accept things.
After studying for an hour or two, Li Jun raised his arm and looked at the time.
Liu Qingqing handed him a large teacup with a look of courtesy: "Master, you must be tired. Take a rest and drink some water."
Li Jun took the chair she had brought over and sat down on it. "My little apprentice, you'll just learn here today. I have something to ask Director Li."
Li Jun only calls him "uncle" when they are alone, and always calls him "Director Li" in front of people outside the supply and marketing cooperative.
Even if everyone in the supply and marketing cooperative knew the relationship between the two.
After leaving the warehouse, Liu Qingqing was about to leave the purchasing and sales agency through the back door.
Sun Yingxia came running over and called out to her, "Qingqing, there's someone named Fu Meili looking for you. She's in front."
Liu Qingqing thanked him and walked forward.
"You're back?" Liu Qingqing knew that Mother Fu was worried about her daughter, so she insisted on sending her to her uncle's house in the provincial capital to hide for a while.
Fu Meili whispered in her ear: "I'll take you to see the fun."
Liu Qingqing was completely confused and didn't know what the fun was.
Fu Meili didn't say much and took her to Wuning Newspaper Office.
Before she got close, the newspaper compound was filled with people inside and outside, and Fu Meili tried her best but couldn't squeeze in.
Liu Qingqing: "Make way, make way, we work here, everyone, please make way so we can go in."
The person in front turned around, looked at the two of them, and automatically made way.
Fu Meili: ...
Liu Qingqing pulled her to the front row, and Sun Zhihua knelt on a temporary wooden platform in the middle.
There were two police officers standing around who were familiar to them.
He also had a big sign that read "Murderer" hanging on his body.
On both sides were paper banners with a few slogans of the current struggle.
An emotional young man was giving a speech: "Everyone has just heard what I said about this criticism meeting. Class enemies like Sun Zhihua are the targets of our struggle..."
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