Siheyuan: Brother Silly Zhu, Breathing Becomes Stronger

Naturally, it was the former head of the Red Star Rolling Mill.

Director Yang.

If someone else.

Two people will never let them in.

But He Ye is different.

His identity is there.

The two did not dare to stop at all.

"Director He, please come in."

He Ye nodded.

Then walked in.

This is a huge venue.

It used to be the place where the old machines of the Red Star Rolling Mill were stored.

The ground is overgrown with weeds.

They are all half tall.

like a garbage dump.

The environment is very bad.

on the playground.

- A person is working hard.

His clothes were soaked with sweat.

There was no time to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

- Shovel-shovel digging and weeding.

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a.

The main thing is to let these people who have made the mistake of thinking.A place of suffering.

There were several people watching them beside them.prevent them from being lazy.

Once someone is lazy.

Immediately there will be reprimands.

Even grumpy people will directly move their hands and feet.The big man who used to be high-spirited and scolded Fang Qiu.It's like a prisoner now.

in the hot sun.

work as hard as a farmer.

But the spirit is more tormented than the farmers.

Farmers will still have a harvest if they do farm work.

They do it purely to suffer.

"Hurry up."

"What sweat?"

— a fat man from the Mediterranean.

Too tired to work.

He couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Prevent sweat dripping into the eyes.

Immediately, a supervisor next to him was unhappy.

Go up and give him a kick.

The Mediterranean fat guy got kicked.

Still dare not say a word.

Quickly nodded and bowed in apology.

Then picked up the shovel and continued to work.

Similar situations are not rare.

Some people are too thirsty.

Lips were beginning to chapped and white.

But can't even drink saliva.

He Ye quickly found the position of Director Yang in the crowd.Director Yang and the others got up at five o'clock in the morning and started to work.High-intensity work.

make them lose too much moisture.

Director Yang is such a situation now.

His lips began to turn white.

Sweat was still dripping from his forehead.

His face looked a little ugly.

He looked at the man who was overseeing.

"Comrade, can you give me a glass of water?"

"I'm so thirsty I can't take it anymore."

A young man is supervising them.Dark skin.

I heard Director Yang's request.

He scolded: "Do you think you are here on vacation?"

"You used to be the director of the Red Star Rolling Mill."

"Have status and status."

"But now you're just a labor prisoner."

"The brilliance of the past has nothing to do with you at all."

"You shouldn't be thinking about how to enjoy it now." ?

"It's still time to think about how to work well."

"Make up for the mistakes you made in the past."

"Your political consciousness is too low."

Director Yang licked his dry lips: "Little comrade, I'm really too thirsty.

"It's been hours of intense work like this."

"But for such a long time, I didn't drink any water at all."

"My body can't take it at all."

"If it goes on like this, I might faint."

"Even reform through labor should have rights."

The little comrade's face turned pale: "You can't stand it when others can stand it." "I think you just want to be lazy."

while talking.

He lifted his foot.

Then he kicked at Director Yang.

Director Yang has been working for several hours.

Plus age is not too young.

He stared at the young comrade.

Kicked towards himself.

But he didn't have the strength to dodge.

Right at this time.

—The figure stood in front of Director Yang.

- The leg that held the little comrade kicked out.

"Little comrade, your temper is too hot."

"It's not a big deal."

"There's no need to do anything."

—A flat voice sounded from one side.

That little comrade's kicked out leg.

was pressed back.

- A staggering almost fell over.

An angry look appeared on his face.

Want to see someone.

Dare to sabotage his mission.

But when he saw He Ye's face clearly.