The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

　　 It was the night before the factory came to recruit workers. Because the orphanage was built in the factory area, the place was large but there were not many people. So Gu Zheng was lucky to have his own single dormitory.

　　 Of course, for a boy who has reached the age of sixteen, he can also be regarded as an adult. A quiet and independent private space is also the dean's care for a child as old as Gu Zheng.

　　 Today, as usual, he turned off the light bulbs in the house sparingly, lit a kerosene lamp, and planned to go through the high school textbooks that were closed before he could start.

Under the warm yellow halo, this gentle boy looked very seriously. Because he had just scrubbed his body before going to bed, he only wore a patched hurdle vest, and the water stains on the hard ground under his feet. With the steam of Miao Miao, the boy's white face was different from the other children in the compound, and it was also a little hazy.

　　‘Dangdangdang...’

　　 There was a knock on the door outside the house, who would be looking for him at this late hour?

　　 Gu Zheng, who didn't think much about it, carefully put down the textbook, lifted the shoes on his feet, and answered the door.

　　 "Hao Cuihua? What can you do with me?"

　　 After seeing the person coming, Gu Zheng was a little surprised.

　　 Because they grew up in the same orphanage, even though they didn't have much contact with each other because of the differences between men and women, the relationship between Gu Zheng and her is still a bit more familiar than that of other female classmates.

　　 He didn't think too much. When there was something in the courtyard, the dean asked two people to deal with it.

　　 It's not too late at this time. Maybe the dean has something else to inform him.

Unsuspecting Gu Zheng did not realize that Hao Cuihua, who was let in, did not close the door, but concealed a gap. Naturally, he was less likely to see a trace of tension and insignificant panic on this woman's face. .

When he pulled out the stool for the other side friendly, and then turned his head to signal Hao Cuihua to come and sit, he was greeted by the woman who pulled off the thin and decent shirt that he was wearing in this season, and followed him. Panicked screams.

"what!!"

Gu Zheng’s eardrum was stung by the sudden high-decibel sound, and his head buzzed along with it, but it was the one that Hao Cuihua broke because of the tearing too strongly. It was not strong. Buttons, and the trembling white greasy that followed the eye.

　　 A woman's breast is fatal to a boy who has never seen it.

　　 This made Gu Zheng, who was still the first brother, stunned on the spot.

His mouth wanted to say something, but it seemed as if he had lost his voice. He was stuck in his throat. His brain was desperately instructing him to remove his eyes, but his eyes seemed to have taken root. It can't be pulled out no matter how much.

　　 The worst thing is that if this plan is to succeed, the key point is to wait for the third person outside the door, otherwise there is only a two-person plan. It is Hao Cuihua who took the pole to make up for Gu Zheng's physiological hygiene class.

　　 The third person waiting outside the door in this plan rushed into Gu Zheng's room just three seconds after the scream sounded.

　　 And this person is also someone Gu Zheng is familiar with. He is Wang Tiegang, known as the factory trumpet, and Hao Cuihua's boyfriend in name.

This male and female cooperation is so complementary, if an old fritters will inevitably find the sleazy in it, but the person in front of them is Gu Zheng, who is still stupid to face the world with the greatest kindness on the spot. boy.

　　 So, until Wang Tiegang rushed in and Hao Cuihua pulled the skirts of the shirts on both sides to cover her chest, because there was no corresponding tears, she could only lower her head as a cover, Gu Zheng did not react.

　　 Such a loud voice and the subsequent movements in the house finally alarmed the residents who were not sleeping and were still playing cards and chatting under the street lights of the factory.

　　 This orphanage is quiet as soon as the evening arrives. What is the Western scene of today?

　　 But everyone has the instinct to like to watch the excitement, which also made them throw away the things at hand and the topics they talked about, and rushed over in the direction of Gu Zheng's room.

The entrance of the 　　 compound is only a few steps away from the door of Gu Zheng's room. The time for everyone to walk this way is as long as a lifetime to Gu Zheng.

　　Wang Tiegang's angry fist hit him in a fake way, but he hit his head and covered his face. Hao Cuihua, who retreated to the side, gave more space to the crowd who rushed over to watch the lively in the factory.

　　 As for Gu Zheng, he didn't say a word, didn't move, but with a bit of confusion, with a bit of stupidity, to withstand the physical blows and the increasingly strange words of the people around him.

　　 hooligans?

　　Who are they talking about?

Is it me? Why am I playing a hooligan?

Do not! I do not have! not me!

　　 Gu Zheng, who wanted to defend himself in the chaos, his mouth was like a fish that had left the surface of the water and was too hypoxic. It was just a weak one, but lost all language functions.

He was like a soul drifting out of his body, like a bystander. He looked at the factory guard who would smile twice when he heard the news, and unceremoniously escorted him away, and watched as it was given to him. The aunt in the factory with old but fairly clean clothes pointed at him.

　　 At the very edge of the crowd, the head of recruitment turned into a twist, and shook his head with a serious expression.

　　 By this time, if Gu Zheng still doesn't know what happened, then he has lived in vain for so many years. Although he is simple, it does not mean that he is silly.

　　 But Gu Zheng, who has been escorted to the department responsible for ideological re-education in the factory, knows that it is too late for him to say anything nowadays.

　　Because no one can prove his innocence, he has lost the best time to defend himself, because he is too lack of experience in dealing with such emergencies.

　　 Of course, such an affair happened to the people at that time, it is almost unimaginable like a fantasy.

　　 Gu Zheng could only leave a low whimper like an injured little beast in the cold reflection room, like a roar at this confused world, and also made the final wailing for the injustice that had happened to him.

　　 The next day, Hao Cuihua got the notice to go to work in the factory as he wished.

　　 When only one of the two competitors remains, and this one is still the person who was wronged yesterday, it is necessary to give Hao Cuihua an answer in terms of normal procedures and compensation in the district.

　　 This answer is precisely where Hao Cuihua's ultimate goal lies. She exhausted all means and finally achieved her dream of becoming a worker.