industrial overlord

Chapter 350
The family area of ​​Hanhua Heavy Industries.

Shen Jiale fed her daughter Honghong breakfast, put a few comic books beside her, and said, "Honghong, mommy is going to work, so you can play at home by yourself. If you get tired, go to bed, okay?"

Hong Hong looked listless, and replied, "Okay, Mom, come back early."

"Well, okay." Shen Jiale said, "Honghong, mom is not at home, so don't open the door when someone knocks. Do you remember the story of Cinderella and Little Red Riding Hood?"

"I remember." Hong Hong replied.

"Also, you can't go out by yourself. It has just rained outside, and some small puddles are dangerous."

"I see."

"You need to drink more water when you are sick. Mom left all the water in the big cup. You can't go to the hot water bottle, be careful of scalding it, you know?"

"understood."

"Well, dear." Shen Jiale kissed her daughter on the cheek, picked up her bag and went out nervously.After hitting the door, she thought about it, took out the key and twisted it twice in the lockhole, and locked the door behind her.Usually, she sends her daughter to the kindergarten when she is at work, and picks her up when she is off work.But today Honghong got sick and had a fever, and the kindergarten stipulated that children with fever should not be sent to avoid infecting other children.Shen Jiale had no choice but to lock her daughter at home alone.In the factory, Hong Hong is not the only child who is locked up at home like this. Shen Jiale himself had this experience when he was young.

Hong Hong is a sensible child. After her mother left, she read comic books and played with dolls for a while, and then felt sleepy, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, she woke up thirsty and got out of bed in a daze to get a water cup, but she couldn't hold it steady all of a sudden, and the big enamel jar fell to the ground, spilling all the water.

"Mom!" Hong Hong cried, and then remembered that her mother had already gone to work.She looked at the thermos and remembered that her mother told her not to take it, and this five-pound thermos was not something her little arms could handle.Biting her lower lip and thinking for a while, she finally walked into the kitchen, picked up the aluminum kettle for boiling water, filled a little water into the aluminum kettle like her mother, and then went to turn the knob of the liquefied gas tank.

At that time, piped gas was far from popular, and this kind of liquefied petroleum gas in steel cylinders was also a luxury.However, there is a large oil refinery in Xunyang, so the supply of liquefied petroleum gas is relatively sufficient. Many workers in Hanhua Heavy Industries use this kind of liquefied petroleum gas at home.

Hong Hong watched her mother unscrew the knob on the liquefied gas bottle to boil water for cooking every day, and felt that this was not difficult.People with a fever can easily feel thirsty, so she decided to boil some water for herself.

The liquefied petroleum gas was unscrewed, but the imagined flame did not emerge from the stove.Hong Hong remembered that her mother would light the stove with a match every time, but where are the matches?

The little girl looked around in the kitchen, but found no matches.She sighed like a little adult, put down the kettle and went back to the room to read the comics.She forgot one thing: the liquefied gas tank hadn't been closed yet, and the strong smell of gas wafted out of the window and spread downstairs.

"Bang Bang! Bang Bang!" There was a sharp knock on the door, followed by a man's shout: "Hey, is there anyone in the house? Is your gas leaking?"

Hong Hong put down the comic book, ran to the door, and timidly asked the people outside: "Who are you?"

"Children, are your parents at home? Tell them that the gas in your house is leaking." The person outside the door asked.

"My mother is not at home." Hong Hong replied.

"Are you home alone? Do you smell gas?" The person outside the door asked anxiously.

"I smell it." Hong Hong said, she had already smelled the smell of liquefied petroleum gas, but she didn't know what was wrong with it, because usually when mother cooks, there will be some smell, but not like now It's thick.She said to the people outside the door: "Uncle, it's the smell of me boiling water."

The person outside the door asked: "Why does boiling water have such a strong smell?"

"I didn't find a match, and the fire wasn't lit." Hong Hong replied honestly, and she remembered the matter of boiling water again, so she continued, "Why don't I go look in my mother's drawer."

"Don't light the fire!" No matter how stupid the people outside the door were, they could guess the reason. It must be a child who unscrewed the liquefied gas, but failed to ignite it.Now the house is full of liquefied petroleum gas, where can I re-ignite the fire.He shouted loudly, "Little friend, you don't know how to do these things. You open the door, and I will go in and close the gas tank for you."

"Mom said I wouldn't open the door for strangers," Hong Hong said.

"I'm not a stranger." The person outside the door shouted, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was indeed a stranger. He didn't even know who lived in the house, and the people in the house obviously didn't know who he was. who is it.He tried his best to soften his voice, and said, "Little friend, listen, I am an engineer in our factory, my name is Fang Yanwu, and I am not a bad person."

Fang Yanwu was one of the returnees who followed Xiang Zhe to Hanhua Heavy Industry to join Lin Zhenhua. He graduated from the University of California, San Francisco in the early years, majoring in petrochemical engineering. Now he is the deputy chief of the technical department of Hanhua Chemical Equipment Company.He just went back to his dormitory to get a document and was about to go to the workshop when he passed by the downstairs of Shen Jiale's house and smelled liquefied gas.He yelled a few times upstairs, but seeing no one answered, he followed the smell to the door of Shen's house.

"Mom said not to open the door." Honghong replied stubbornly.

"I'm really not a bad person. Open the door quickly. The gas in your house is leaking. It's very dangerous inside."

Hong Hong was persuaded by Fang Yanwu, and now she also feels that the smell of this gas seems a bit strange.She reached out to twist the automatic lock on the door, and after twisting it, she remembered: "Uncle, I can't open the door. Mom locked the door."

"How did your parents become parents!" Fang Yanwu was annoyed. He could smell the smell of liquefied petroleum gas in the corridor, so he knew it was urgent.At this time, he couldn't care less about the way of a gentleman, and he shouted: "Little friend, quickly stand aside, don't stand by the door, stay far away."

"Okay." Although Hong Hong didn't know what the people outside the door wanted to do, she still dodged obediently.

Fang Yanwu yelled two more times into the room, and after confirming that the child inside had moved out of the way, he took two steps back, raised his foot and kicked at the door lock.

Fang Yanwu is not the kind of strong and powerful man, but the door lock of Hanhua Heavy Industry's family building is not strong either.In the family area of ​​this kind of factory, the symbolic meaning of the door lock is greater than the practical value, and it is generally not installed too strong.Fang Yanwu kicked over, and the door opened in response.

Hong Hong screamed in fright, Fang Yanwu didn't care about comforting the little girl first, he threw the things in his hand on the sofa in the house, rushed into the kitchen, and quickly closed the knob of the liquefied gas tank , and then opened the front and rear doors and windows of the house to allow the air in the house to circulate.

Fang Yanwu's heart was relieved after finishing the work. He walked up to Hong Hong, knelt down and said to her, "Little girl, don't be afraid, uncle is not a bad person."

He really had to explain it this way, how would a five-year-old girl think about breaking in so rudely?

Honghong is quite capable of matching people. She judged Fang Yanwu's character from Fang Yanwu's kind expression and the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Grandpa and grandma once told her that uncles and aunts who wear glasses are generally educated people , while educated people are generally good people, creatures like cultural hooligans were relatively rare on the earth at that time.

"Well, I know, uncle is a man of culture." Hong Hong said to Fang Yanwu.

"Haha, yes, uncle is a cultured person." Fang Yanwu laughed loudly. He looked at the water stains on the concrete floor and guessed the purpose of boiling the water, so he asked, "Little girl, are you I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."

"Well, I'm thirsty." Hong Hong said.

Fang Yanwu picked up the thermos, poured some water into the enamel jar, took another jar and poured it back and forth a few times to cool the water, then passed it to Hong Hong and said, "Come on, the water is cold, you can drink it."

"Thank you, Uncle." Hong Hong took the water and gulped it down, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Little friend, why didn't you go to kindergarten?" Fang Yanwu asked.

Hong Hong said: "I'm sick, and the teacher said that if I'm sick, I can't go to kindergarten."

"Are you sick?" Fang Yanwu was taken aback. He reached out and touched Honghong's forehead, and couldn't help being startled: "Why did you burn like this? Why didn't your parents send you to the hospital?"

"Mom is at work." Hong Hong could only give such a simple reason.

"What nonsense, how can you be a parent!" Fang Yanwu became annoyed again, "No, you have to go to the hospital if you burn like this. Little girl, uncle will take you to the hospital, okay?"

This is the difference between having children and not having children. Fang Yanwu is in his early 30s and has not yet married, so he doesn't know much about children.In fact, once a child as old as Honghong has a fever, he often has a very high fever, but as long as he pays attention to injections and medicines, he will be fine.People who have never raised children are usually frightened when they see their children burned like this.

"Okay." Hong Hong replied.In her life, the uncles, aunts, grandparents, etc. around her are very friendly, so she is not wary of strangers.

Fang Yanwu thought for a while, took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote a note:
"The owner of this house, hello

I am Fang Yanwu from the Technical Department of the Chemical Equipment Company. Your child has a high fever. I took her to the company hospital. Please go to the Pediatrics Department of the hospital after you come back. "

After finishing writing, he pasted the note on the door, picked up Honghong and went downstairs to the hospital.He couldn't repair the door that was broken by his kick, so he had to close the door like this.Fortunately, this is in the family area, and people from the company come in and out, so there should be no problem with safety.

　I know this joke is a bit vulgar, and it has disappointed the majority of harem lovers...I believe female readers will support me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)