The two drove back to the waste recycling station.

Tao Miaomiao was weighing there, while the other three were trying to load things into the car.

After the two came back, they joined the ranks of cleaning up.

When he was busy, Zhou Xiaochuan thought about the militia contest before he participated in the Canton Fair, so he asked casually.

Tao Miaomiao smiled while beating the abacus beads, "Oh, it's over."

"How is it? Has anyone won an award?"

Hearing what he said, Tao Miaomiao looked around and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about! The director slapped the table angrily and said that training will be strengthened in the future. I don't know when it will be!"

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words, how could these half-assed people outperform those militiamen who are often trained.

You know, many of those people are veterans.

It's really weird to win!

In his thoughts, he glanced at Lao Zhang next to him, intending to ask how his son was doing.

He also wants to know the effect of spring water!

But it's not appropriate to ask such an inexplicable question.

In the end, I still didn't ask.

After working for a while, Fang Dongxing took him to deliver another truck full of things, and when he came back, it was almost time for lunch.

The loudspeaker broadcasts the red songs of this era non-stop.

It's only the second day of the Yiku meal, so it's natural that the Yiku meal is indispensable.

Zhou Xiaochuan and Tao Miaomiao followed the crowd to the cafeteria and ordered a meal.

It is similar to the head office, but there is no sand.

Fang Dongxing took a bite of the steamed bread carefully, and then said happily: "Hey! There is no 'ingredient' for today's, Xiao Chuan, did you add any 'ingredients' to your Yiku rice?"

After speaking, he ate with a big mouthful.

Tao Miaomiao, who was next to him, took the conversation and said, "How could it not be possible! Anyone who eats it will feel sick to their stomachs!"

Fang Dongxing nodded.

I looked around and muttered while chewing: "I don't know who came up with the bad idea. If you remember the bitterness, remember the bitterness, what kind of sand should you add! I have heard of eating bark in those years, but I have never heard of anyone eating it. Sand!"

Tao Miaomiao frowned, took a sip of wild vegetable soup, and said, "That's in your city, and in our village, there are still people who eat Guanyin soil!"

"The Guanyin soil is at least soft! The sand is so hard, it treats us like chickens!"

Old Zhao next to him took the words and muttered.

Fang Dongxing smiled: "Old Zhao, you have to ask the director about this, and ask him if he ate sand when he was in the countryside!"

Old Zhao rolled his eyes, "You go ask and try?"

The others laughed when they heard the words.

They all only dare to whisper a few words, and dare not publicize it loudly, otherwise they will be unlucky.

Although most of them are honest workers, there is no guarantee that there is a positive thinking person hiding somewhere.

Zhou Xiaochuan watched a few people talking there, but he heard the people in the hall chatting there.

Mainly talk about Lao Li's affairs!

"Do you think it's possible that the Li family really has something private?"

"I haven't heard of this before! But it's not impossible. I didn't find anything last time!"

"Isn't there? Old Wangtou, you took things out of it a lot, didn't you?"

"Go, go, go...what are you talking about! Didn't I just bring a **** bucket back?"

The man being mentioned kept a straight face and refused to admit it.

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"Come on you! I can't believe there's nothing in there."

"Talk about me, didn't you also take a tea pot? That painting is very beautiful."

...

Everyone else was talking about the treasures of the Li family, and basically they all thought it was true.

While Zhou Xiaochuan was eating, he just took a look at it.

However, he found a problem. There seems to be a pusher for this matter. When someone talks about this matter in the crowd, they always have a positive attitude.

It's vivid, as if it's real.

But the source is from one's father or grandpa's generation.

Lao Zhang watched his nose and nose, and ate honestly there.

After finishing his meal, he said to Fang Dongxing: "Team Leader Fang, can I take half a day off this afternoon or tomorrow? I'll take the child to the hospital for a checkup."

Fang Dongxing frowned, "It's hard for someone to drive now. It's a busy time, who will go to work after you leave!"

Hearing his words, Lao Zhang was silent for a while, and then said nothing more.

After lunch, several people rested there.

Fang Dongxing sat on the big bench beside the table, drinking tea with a large enamel jar.

The water was almost drunk, so he added some more to it.

However, when pouring the water, the water poured out. I looked around and picked up an old cloth stuffed in the corner of the wall and wiped it.

Looking at the wet cloth, he didn't put it back, and threw it on the car to be sent to the paper mill.

Take a break at noon.

Seeing that it was almost time, Fang Dongxing said, "Xiao Chuan, I won't go there this afternoon, but you will too anyway. Just don't lose the ticket when you go."

Zhou Xiaochuan agreed, anyway, this matter is very simple.

While talking, Lao Zhang came to the car with a pile of rags in his arms, and rushed in directly.

However, when putting things down, a piece of old cloth fell off.

Lao Zhang picked it up and threw it into the garbage pile behind him, then smiled at Fang Dongxing: "It's a little bit if you can pretend!"

Fang Dongxing didn't care after reading it, and urged Zhou Xiaochuan to deliver the goods.

Others continue to move things here to another car.

Zhou Xiaochuan took a look before getting into the car. The piece of rag that Lao Zhang threw in the trash was the same piece that Fang Dongxing threw on the car after wiping the table.

The reason why I glanced at it was because Lao Zhang's movements were too strange.

When the car is full, stuffing cloth inside is just to throw this old cloth back into the garbage dump.

This is very abnormal!

But he took a look, and it was just an ordinary black cloth with some dirt on it.

Although he couldn't see it, he still put the things into the space.

Wait and see!

Then he drove away in the car.

All the way to the paper mill, the guards saw that they were delivering garbage and let them in.

Follow Fang Dongxing's example and find the handover person inside.

The other party glanced at him. Although he was a bit unfamiliar, he didn't ask any more questions and called for someone to unload the goods.

Zhou Xiaochuan stood beside him, feeling itchy when he thought of the black cloth before.

Pretending to be a car cloth, I washed it in the sink next to it.

Fortunately, there is no oil stain on the cloth, only some lime mud, after all, it is difficult to think that there is much oil stain at this time!

But to his disappointment, after cleaning, it was an ordinary black cloth.

But he knew there must be something wrong with this.

I really can't see what it is.

If you don't understand, just put it away and put it in the driving position.

After the paper mill was done, he signed the form, and he drove back directly.

Back at the recycle bin, there was almost no more stuff in the car.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan joined the ranks.

But he found that Lao Zhang was rummaging through the pile of cloth anxiously.

Seeing his action, there was also Fang Dongxing, who frowned and said, "Old Zhang, what are you looking for?"

Lao Zhang came back to his senses and said anxiously: "Oh, I have fifty cents in my pocket. It was still there when I just moved things, but now it's gone. I'm wondering if I lost it."

"Did it fall somewhere else?"

Fifty cents is already a lot, equivalent to half a day's wages.

Lao Zhang shook his head, "No, I just dug out the waste cloth just now, thinking about buying something for my child after get off work!"

After speaking, I searched anxiously.

The others didn't say anything when they saw this.

Zhou Xiaochuan saw that Zhang Khan fell down in a hurry, he thought for a while, he should take out the things!

But before taking it out, he still put a lot of dust on it.

After all, it was dirty before.

When Lao Zhang saw the rags that Zhou Xiaochuan found from the garbage dump, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But the following words made him nervous again.

Zhou Xiaochuan took out the black cloth, smiled at Fang Dongxing, "Brother Fang, I'll take this thing back and use it as a rag, okay?"

He still wants to know what it is!

Fang Dongxing glanced at it, and saw that the dirty black cloth was the one he had thrown away before, so he said indifferently: "Take it! It's used to make paper anyway, so you can pick a clean one! Then dirty."

"It's okay, the other cloth is trapped, this one is fine."

Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head with a smile, and threw the cloth onto the car.

Fang Dongxing nodded and said nothing.

Just a rag!

Lao Zhang next to him saw Zhou Xiaochuan put away his things, he was tangled for a while, but he didn't dare to ask directly.

If you think about it, forget it, if you can't go, you can go back!

Then he pretended to be looking for money while moving waste cloth, but there was less anxiety between his brows.

Zhou Xiaochuan naturally saw it, that's what he wanted.

You can't hold something by yourself and ask: What is this thing, I think you are very nervous!

If Lao Zhang came to ask himself, it would be another matter.

It's not about the treasure, it's pure curiosity.

In the past, all the circulation was silver, and all of them were silver ingots, and those things were worthless!

After three deliveries in the afternoon, it was time to get off work.

When it was almost time to get off work, Director Fang came over here, looked at Zhou Xiaochuan and gave a rare compliment, "Comrade Xiaochuan is good! Work hard, and I will give you a good comment when I go back."

Zhou Xiaochuan glanced at him speechlessly, why would I want that thing!

Can it be eaten as a meal?

After work at night, under Lao Zhang's resentful eyes, he drove Tao Miaomiao to the bus stop.

Then he drove away by himself.

Walking on the road, on the main road near his home, he stopped the car.

"What happened to the old leader?"

A GAZ car was parked on the side of the road, the hood was opened, and Zhang Ping was looking at it with his head.

Hearing the voice~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhang Ping turned around and saw that it was Zhou Xiaochuan, so he smiled and said, "Hey, what a coincidence! It just so happens that my car broke down, so come and show me!"

"OK, no problem!"

Then he parked his bicycle and walked over.

He took the gloves from Zhang Ping's hand and put them on, then went to look at the engine.

But then he frowned and looked up at Zhang Ping with doubts in his eyes.

The car is not broken.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Zhang Ping blinked at him, then smiled and said, "Have you found any problems?"

After speaking, he stretched his head and pretended to take a look in the hood.

But at this time, he whispered in his mouth: "I said, listen!"

PS: There is something to say in the author's words below, especially for those who are confused.

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