Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 218

Yang Mengting couldn't help being a little strange when she heard that she had been asking the worker in the second workshop.

"Wanqing, why are you so careful?
Anyway, he just wanted to grab a pumpkin from the kitchen. Even if he was caught, the factory would criticize him privately. "

He Wanqing ignored her words and asked instead: "Mengting, think about it carefully, can you remember that person's appearance?"

Yang Mengting frowned and thought for a long time.

"He is not tall, he is quite thin, and his face is quite ordinary, without any special features."

Speaking of this, he suddenly clapped his hands.

"Hey, it's not easy to know who it is. Go to the second workshop and ask, and you will know who was sent to get the ice cream today."

He Wanqing was taken aback.

That's right.

Why do you need to go around such a big detour when you know it when you ask it.

"Mengting, then you can accompany me to the second workshop to find someone to ask."

Yang Mengting was a little reluctant, but it was hard to refuse, after all, He Wanqing was very nice to her.

She was about to agree, when suddenly a crisp bell rang in the factory.

Yang Mengting heaved a long sigh of relief in case of an amnesty.

"Wanqing, it's time for dinner. I'm afraid we won't find anyone in the second workshop now. Let's eat in the cafeteria first, maybe we may bump into that person."

Seeing the people rushing out of the workshops and offices with lunch boxes in their hands, He Wanqing sighed softly and had to agree.

She and Yang Mengting had finished cooking early and took a seat at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Liu Tuqiang kept his word, and gave them the freshest and most beautiful fish, and pressed the lunch box tightly.

Yang Mengting cheerfully held the lunch box and couldn't wait to eat it as soon as she sat down.

"Mengting, don't rush to eat, help me identify people."

Yang Mengting resignedly put down her chopsticks, held back the fragrant braised fish, and looked at the crowds of people entering the cafeteria, weakly identifying them.

"Not him, not him, not him..."

Seeing her muttering to herself as if reciting scriptures, He Wanqing couldn't help feeling a little headache.

Suddenly, Yang Mengting jumped up.

"It's him, it's him, he finally came to eat."

And she can finally eat well, haha.

He Wanqing looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a lean worker in gray overalls, holding a lunch box and queuing up in the queue.

"Mengting, are you sure it's him?"

Yang Mengting took a hard bite of the fish.

"It must be him, or the eyeballs will be dug out for you."

He Wanqing watched the man, saw that he had finished eating, found a seat with his colleagues, and sat down.

He was sitting not far from them, and He Wanqing could clearly hear their conversation.

"Huang Weidong, why didn't you cook braised fish? Master Gong is a master at cooking fish."

Someone next to him laughed and said, "You don't know, Huang Weidong is allergic to fish. Last time I ate with me, I forcefully stuffed a few mouthfuls of fish. Not long after eating, I got rashes on my body, which disappeared after a few days." .”

Several people at the same table were amazed.

"There are people who are allergic to fish, then you are really out of luck."

"My mother always told me that I was unlucky and that I was born poor."

He Wanqing was eating cabbage, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Huang Weidong joking, but his eyes showed a look of sarcasm and disdain, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

Song Liping patted her hand lightly.

"Wanqing, why don't you eat, why are you so dazed?"

Yang Mengting ate with her mouth full, and she still didn't forget to tease her.

"Sister Song, don't worry about it, Wanqing wants to be a model and catch the moths in our factory."

"What moth?" Song Liping asked strangely.

Yang Mengting recounted the matter emphatically.

Song Liping smiled and shook her head.

"This Yellow Guard is new to the factory, so he probably doesn't know the rules of our factory, so he did such a thing."

He Wanqing was taken aback, "Is he new to the factory?"

Song Liping nodded.

"He entered the factory about half a month ago.

Yes, on the day we produced Longchang, I went to the second workshop to take samples, and he registered for me.

At that time, I wondered why I had never seen him before. He said that it was his first day to work in the factory. "

He Wanqing sat in a daze for a while, then looked around the cafeteria, saw Meng Tao sitting in a corner eating alone, so she got up and walked towards him.

Song Liping and Yang Mengting looked at each other.

"Why is Wanqing so weird today?"

Song Liping looked at her puzzled, but Yang Mengting smiled and said behind her: "Wanqing, I can eat your fish."

Regardless of whether she heard it or not, Yang Mengting dragged her lunch box and started to gobble it up.

The braised fish cooked by Master Gong is so delicious that the workers eat it up every time, even the fish soup is not left behind.

It's just a pity that there are too few fish, and everyone can't even get half of it. Before we can get enough of it, there are only fish bones left.

Song Liping patted Yang Mengting lightly.

"It's like this every time, stealing Xiao He's things, although she is easy to talk, you should restrain yourself."

Yang Mengting said quite indifferently: "Sister Song, you also said that Wanqing won't be angry, at worst, she can just make a dress from Aunt Yang next month."

He Wanqing didn't pay attention to her meal, and she didn't know that Yang Mengting ate all of her braised fish.

She came to Meng Tao's table and sat down.

Meng Tao ate quickly, there was only a little cabbage left in the lunch box.

Seeing her coming, he quickly took two bites, ate up the food, and quickly asked, "Comrade He, what do you need from me?"

Although they were in the same factory, they had nothing to do on weekdays and almost never communicated.

He Wanqing glanced at the empty lunch box, and said helplessly, "You've finished eating all the fish?"

Meng Tao was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Comrade He, you want to eat fish..."

If I knew she asked, I wouldn't eat it, just keep it for her.

"Do you know the origin of the Huangwei Party?" He Wanqing stopped him before he finished speaking.

Meng Tao was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Huang Weidang, only to see that he was staring at He Wanqing.

Seeing his gaze sweeping over, Huang Weidang withdrew his eyes in embarrassment.

Meng Tao was very vigilant, and with just one glance, he could tell that there was something wrong with Huang Weidang.

He immediately sat up straight.

"His home is in the commune. I heard that this time he replaced his uncle's job. His uncle has no sons, only two daughters who are married off."

"Then is he related to Tian Xiangdong?"

Meng Tao shook his head.

"No, the one who is related to Tian Xiangdong is Zhang Weiping from the third workshop, and his family has no relationship with Zhang Weiping."

He thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

"What happened, Comrade He?"

With a sullen face, He Wanqing told Meng Tao everything about what happened in the cafeteria.

Meng Tao understood immediately.

"Do you suspect that the Yellow Guard is playing tricks on the pumpkin?"

He Wanqing hesitated and said: "I can't tell, I always feel that there is something wrong. Even if he doesn't know the rules in the factory and wants to steal some food from the kitchen, he shouldn't choose pumpkins.

The pumpkin was so big, there was no way to take it out of the cafeteria from under the eyes of so many people. He would only do this unless his brain was sick. "

Meng Tao nodded slightly.

"It makes sense, but right now I can't guess what he's going to do. I'll ask the buddies in the second workshop to keep an eye on him and see what he wants to do."

(End of this chapter)