"Zhang Bingye, the street is going to be rated as the most advanced courtyard this season.”
"If word of your words gets out, everyone will think that the Jia family has done something shameful.”
"You definitely can't say that next time."
"Also, if the comrades on the street see that your door is locked, it will not be good.”
"From today onwards, don't lock the door.”
Yi Zhonghai said righteously.
"Locking the door means that there are thieves in the courtyard.”
"Indeed, if this matter gets out, it won't have a good impact on our quad.”
"How can neighbors be wary of each other?”
The residents of the courtyard house discussed.
They went to work, so it was fine if they didn't lock the door.
There were people watching at home.
"Alright, since locking the door will cause too much of an impact, I won't lock the door.”
Zhang Bingye was too lazy to waste time arguing.
He opened the lock.
He took a deep look at Jia Zhangshi, carried a lunch box, and turned to go to work.
Zhang Bingye kept all the money and food in his storage ring.
Even if the Jia family wanted to sneak around, they wouldn't be able to get anything good.
Zhang Bingye put the lunch box into his small box when he arrived at Welder Squad No. 2.
The lunchbox was actually empty.
Six steaming hot buns were placed in the storage ring.
It could be kept warm.
When she took it out at noon, it was still warm.
"Bingye, it's time to go to work."
"Morning, Bingye."
Several workers from the welding class greeted Zhang Bingye.
Zhang Bingye had been doing argon-arc welding for the whole day yesterday.
High work efficiency and good quality of finished products.
Before Director Wang Quanzhi got off work, he came over to check on the progress of the mission and specially praised Zhang Bingye.
Many welders knew Zhang Bingye now.
"Morning."
Zhang Bingye replied with a smile.
He put on his labor protection equipment and went to his post.
The big task from the factory had not been completed yet.
Today was the last day, so he had to work harder.
Fortunately, he had finished half of it yesterday, so there was no need to rush it today.
Zhang Bingye held a welding torch in one hand and a protective mask in the other.
He lowered his head and worked.
Dazzling rays of light shone down, and occasionally sparks erupted.
Rolling mill fitter class.
Qin Huairu sat at her post.
She was absent-minded as she worked.
If the canteen leader didn't give special treatment, Silly Zhu wouldn't be able to bring meat back.
The stick was always clamoring for good food, but Qin Huiru could not provide it.
'If only I could get Zhang Bingye to help me.'
Qin Huairu thought.
Zhang Bingye was rich and skilled.
He was about to be promoted to a Level 4 Welder, and he would have more money in the future.
Furthermore, he was a bachelor.
Qin Huairu wanted to take Zhang Bingye down and help the Jia family wholeheartedly like Silly Zhu.
That way, she would feel less pressured.
However, Qin Huairu did not notice that the sisters-in-law who were working at the side were pinching their noses and glancing at Qin Huairu in disgust from time to time.
"Qin Huairu, do you smell something?”
An old sister-in-law couldn't take it anymore.
"No, I didn't."
"Is there any smell?"
Qin Huairu answered.
The old sister-in-law pinched her nose.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Huairu had a bad feeling.
"Qin Huairu, are you on your period? Did you not change your period band?”
"Your body is too smelly."
The old sister-in-law took a few breaths and said unhappily.
"No, I..."
Qin Huairu explained. She recalled the stench on Jia Zhangshi's body when she spoke in the morning.
He understood immediately.
She was still smelly after being stung by Jia Zhangshi's stinky fart for the entire night.
No wonder these workers couldn't take it anymore.
Qin Huairu felt ashamed and hated Jia Zhangshi to death.
Red Star Primary School.
The stick was lying on the table, holding a pen and scribbling.
She was thinking about going to Zhang Bingye's house to get something when she got home.
The meat buns that Zhang Bingye had eaten in the morning were extremely delicious.
'If only I could bring back a few meat buns.'
" I have to take all the dried fish and chicken from the wicked family home.'
The stick meme's mind was filled with wild fantasies.
"Report."
"Teacher, the stick has pooped."
The student sitting in the backseat covered his nose and raised his hand to answer the question.
"You're talking nonsense. I didn't poop."
The meme was about to faint from anger.
"So smelly."
"Oh my god, what's this smell?"
The moment he opened his mouth, the students beside him covered their noses.
"Awesome, come over here for a moment."
On the podium, the teacher waved at the meme.
Teacher, I really didn't poop."
The stick walked up to the teacher and defended himself.
'Ugh!
The stench almost made the teacher vomit.
"Stand at the side and listen. Don't disturb the other students.”
The teacher felt that the meme must have eaten sh * t.
He pointed out a location for the stick.
He told him to stay at the side.
The stick guy clenched his fists and lowered his head.
He walked to the edge of the classroom.
He wished he could find a hole to hide in.
Welder class at Red Star Rolling Mill.
"Bingye, it's time to eat."
"Bingye, you've been working all morning.”
The leader of the second squad and a few old employees came over and shouted.
"I brought my own food. You guys go ahead and eat.”
Zhang Bingye put down the welding cap and torch in his hands.
He smiled at everyone.
"Then you can rest in the team garden for a while and chat when you come back.”
"There's not much left to do. Take it easy.”
After the few old employees finished speaking, they went to the cafeteria together.
Zhang Bingye returned to the team garden and took out the lunch box from the small box.
He pretended to take a bun from the lunchbox.
In fact, he was taking out hot buns from his storage ring to eat.
Liu Haizhong walked over and deliberately glanced at her.
Liu Haizhong had also seen what happened in the morning.
Now that she saw Zhang Bingye eating meat buns, her bangs were filled with envy.
In the cafeteria.
Silly Zhu was still waiting for Zhang Bingye.
He looked forward to it.
"Don't wait. Zhang Bingye is eating meat buns in the team garden.”
Liu Haizhong told Silly Zhu directly.
"This bastard."
Silly Zhu's heart felt even more stifled.
After Liu Haizhong left, Silly Zhu smashed the iron spoon in his hand into the pot.
If he couldn't get Zhang Bingye's spoon, he wouldn't be able to get food.
"Silly Zhu, you are destroying public property, do you know that?”
The person standing in front of the window criticized.
"So what if I destroyed it?"
"Can you control me?"
"Believe it or not, I'll hit you right now."
Silly Zhu was still in a fit of anger, he directly pouted.
"Silly Zhu, are you still going to be unreasonable with me?”
"Come out and follow me to the security department."
The person at the window was also annoyed, he pointed at Shazhu's nose.
His name was Yan Zhen, the director of the security department. He really could control Silly Zhu.
"Oh, it's Director Yan."
"Look at me. I don't know how to speak."
"I'll slap myself. Director Yan, don't lower yourself to my level.”
Silly Zhu saw who it was and quickly changed his words.
Yan Zhen was in charge of the security department.
Silly Zhu brought lunch boxes out every day, the security department could check it or not.
If he angered Yan Zhen, he would get the security department to investigate.
That idiot couldn't even bring the food from the canteen out.
"Look at you, I've long heard that you have a bad temper.”
"I didn't expect that you would actually dare to act like a tyrant. I must report this matter to Yang Chang.”
"Just you wait."
Yan Zhen was not an easy person to get along with.
He glared at Silly Zhu.
Silly Zhu could only smile honestly.
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