The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 459 The first floor is dirty, the second floor is messy, the third floor and the fourth floor live...

The huge steel rolling mill seems calm on the outside, but only those inside can know the turbulence inside.

Every nook and cranny in each workshop where one could hide was searched over and over again by the workers' militiamen who stopped work.

"Crash!"

As the workshop door was closed, the workers who stopped working frowned, took off their gloves, and exchanged information with each other in small groups.

In the first workshop, Qin Huairu looked a little sad. Her task had not been completed yet, and there was not much time left before getting off work. She had to continue to stop, and she didn't know until what time she would have to work overtime.

"Have you heard? We are looking for someone. Yang Lianyuan, the deputy chief of the transportation department, has run away!"

"Why, big eyes, where did you hear the news? Why is the deputy chief of the transportation department running away so well?"

Listening to the lively chatting workers over there, Qin Huairu blinked her eyes. Seeing that she couldn't do the work anyway, there was no harm in listening, so she simply moved forward and her ears perked up.

"Then you don't know that my brother-in-law's second uncle is the captain of the militia. He received a notice from the security department and had to search out people even if they scratched the ground!"

"What does scraping three feet into the ground mean? That means digging three feet into the ground, with big eyes!"

"Oh~ it's all the same, it's all the same!"

"No, then Deputy Section Chief Yang, a good cadre, has done something wrong. Is it possible that he has committed a crime like this? Is he corrupt and perverting the law? Or is it possible that he surrendered to the enemy and rebelled?"

The steel rolling mill, which had been peaceful for a long time, had just transitioned from the Yi Zhonghai murder incident. Unexpectedly, another breaking news came, and the workers quickly started talking about it.

"Well, you can't say for sure. You see, the factory is closed. I think it's definitely not a big deal. Maybe someone killed someone. It turns out that Yang Lianyuan is not from the security department. When he went to the transportation department, he must have brought a gun with him. !”

"It's impossible. He's a deputy section chief, and he was transferred from the Security Section. The salary of a cadre is so high. Who are you going to kill? You're out of your mind!"

"Then Yi Zhonghai's salary is one hundred, didn't he also kill his apprentice?"

This building has been built crookedly since it was built. Yi Zhonghai himself is a master of the first workshop, and now it is a taboo topic in the first workshop. As we chatted, I don’t know who intervened.

Qin Huairu, who was hiding and eavesdropping, did not expect that while eating melon, it would happen to Yi Zhonghai. When it came to Yi Zhonghai, no one in the workshop could think of Jia Dongxu.

Everyone was sighing, and the conversation stopped here. Someone else's wife was still there, and if they continued talking, wouldn't it be tantamount to exposing someone's wounds.

Facing the looks from everyone, Qin Huairu looked calm, picked up her sleeves, and walked back to her workstation as if nothing had happened.

She had seen too many eyes that were scrutinizing, strange, or even greedy since she came here, and she had learned to treat them with a normal heart.

"Okay, okay, what are we talking about? At this time, after the task is completed, clean up your workstation and see what it's like!"

At this time, Guo Dabozi walked out of the office, glanced at Qin Huairu who was silently cleaning the work station, waved his arm and said impatiently. "Director Guo, I see, it won't be over for a while. You don't know how big our factory is. Let's discuss together to see where we can hide people, and also help the security department come up with ideas!"

The old masters have already finished their work. At this time, they are still cleaning the countertops because they are not good at it. This is simply not looking for trouble for themselves. That is a job that only apprentices can do. They can find any excuse to excuse themselves.

"That's right, Director Guo, let me see if the family building over there is almost finished. Do you think people will be hiding there?"

Don't tell me, I just didn't enjoy the conversation, so I hurriedly joined in. I don't know why Yang Lianyuan was arrested. Work, work is impossible.

"Hey, Xiao Pang, have you gone to see it? I haven't gone to see it yet. Is the family building almost ready? When will the houses be divided?"

With a start, the remaining workers seem to have found a topic again, and this topic is closely related to these low-level workers. Who doesn't want to live upstairs with more space and better lighting? The key is to be close to the factory.
For workers who live far away and don’t have bicycles, commuting to and from get off work every day takes a lot of effort.

"You should go take a look if you have time. I also went in with the people from the Materials Department. This building is so beautiful. The one downstairs is so beautiful. There is a pavilion, a table tennis table, and there is also a basketball court in the middle!"

"There is a staircase in the middle and a corridor of eight or nine households. Each house is quite large. There is also a water room. The faucets are divided according to households, one for each household. Especially the bathroom, there is a big one on the first floor with a water tank hanging on it. Pull the handle and the water will wash the feces downstairs!"

Speaking of this, all the workers' eyes gleamed. In winter, anyone who goes to the public toilet outside will be freezing. There are only one or two faucets in the courtyard, which are shared by twenty or thirty households. Early in the morning, I got up late and waited in line.

"How stinky is that first floor? I think it's the fourth or fifth floor. That adds up to dozens of households. All the feces are piled up on the first floor. Isn't that first floor like a house next to the public toilet?"

Listening to Xiao Pang's exaggerated description, the elder sisters frowned and were still judging the quality of the floors based on their past knowledge.

"Then you don't understand. There are pipes buried underneath. Just follow it and it will be washed away. They said, put it somewhere, put it somewhere. Put it in the septic tank dug underground. Anyway, when I went there, there was no smell at all. Not a single fly was seen!”

Seeing that the topic had successfully attracted everyone's discussion, Xiao Pang's words made everyone salivate.

Some of the old masters, some of whom had been working for a long time, couldn't sit still. They didn't usually have the chance to go over and take a look. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, everyone was almost finished building the building, and they all wanted to know what was inside. After all, according to their working age, , they have the greatest hope.

Qin Huairu over there was obviously aroused by this topic. In her house, a family of five are now crowded together, and people on the kang are touching each other. No matter how old the child is, there is really not enough room for them.

"Hey, what you said is so good. Have you ever asked about when we can divide it? My shabby house leaks air in winter and rains in summer. I don't want to go upstairs. If you give me a room on the first floor, I'll be satisfied!"

"Qibao, if you are the only one who wants to split, then I also want to split. Your house can be lived in at least, so Xiu Xiu will do it, but my house is still so crowded that it's so damp that I'm going to suffer from arthritis!"

"Brother Dashun, you want to be close. It's not that there are no wing rooms in the farther ones. If you are close, don't you have to live there? You chose it yourself!"

While others were still discussing, several old masters had quietly gathered around Director Guo.

"Hey~!"

With a sound of disdain coming from between his teeth, Guo Dashui took the cigarettes handed by several old masters with his left hand, turned around and entered the office with a few others.

(End of this chapter)