The night sky seemed to be splashed with ink. After get off work in Class 2 today, Yue Hongfeng felt that the road was particularly dark.

She received another letter this afternoon. This letter has not been received for a while, and has not been received for about half a month. This afternoon, it suddenly appeared again. After Master Zhu took back a stack of newspaper letters from the communication room, he saw Yue Hongfeng's letter and quietly said to Master Jin: "It's coming again, Hongfeng's letter is obviously that person."

"Who is it? That family belongs to the cadre family?" asked Master Jin.

"Ao, I haven't sent a letter for a while, and I'm here again today. I'm quite persistent."

"Hey, these playboys, don't pay attention to him. How can a baby from a family like Hongfeng serve that kind of family?" Master Jin curled his lips.

However, Master Zhu seemed to have his own opinion and said with a hint: "But who doesn't want to find a family with a solution? Is it better to have good conditions? Workers will look for workers and their families are all workers. What's better? They are poor, their craftsmanship is not high, and their houses do not have one?" Master Jin looked at Master Zhu and thought to himself that women's homes are pragmatic.

Just as he said this, Hongfeng came in. Master Zhu quickly said, "Come on, Hongfeng, your letter."

Hongfeng didn't say anything, looked at the envelope, held it in his hand and asked, "Thank you, Master Zhu, has Chairman Jia gone out?"

"Go out," Master Zhu observed Hongfeng's face. Recently, Hongfeng has been a little depressed. He went home after work and there was less time to come to the office. Hongfeng pinched the letter and then went outside, then raised her hand and glanced at the kraft envelope, lowered her head and walked blankly towards the high train unit, and then suddenly turned to the south. It was more than 5:30 in the afternoon, and the normal shift was about to get off work. She was driving the high train in the styling factory today, but now she couldn't help but walk in front of the steel furnace. When she reached the open door opening in front of the furnace, she only glanced at the front of the furnace, and then turned and left.

Liu was busy in front of the furnace quickly. When he saw Da Xiao looking out lazily, he resented: "What are you watching for? Don't work hard."

Dazhe heard it and laughed: "Look at who is on the high car - the grasshopper egg, I'm looking for you."

Guo Guozhu held the iron shovel ore in both hands and was about to throw it into the stove, but he yelled twice in his throat. With a force, he brushed it and sent the shovel out. When he turned around, Yu Guang just touched Yue Hongfeng's back. He felt like he was poked by a thin iron wire, and he trembled.

After dark, Guo Guozhu helped Liu and Master Yu fill the stove and take an aluminum lunch box to the boiler room to collect hot water. He vaguely felt that he could meet Yue Hongfeng there.

It was particularly dark, perhaps a sign of rain. Feng rolled up many leaves and pieces of waste paper and turned around in the narrow space surrounded by three sides of the boiler room. As soon as Guo Guozhu turned the corner of the boiler room, he saw a familiar back standing next to the low faucet. His back bent slightly, and the light bulb above the faucet flashed mysteriously in the wind, like a blinking eyes. Guo Guozhu hesitated slightly, and purred in his throat, as if he had done something bad, and seemed very embarrassed: "Eh?" He could feel his awkwardness: "Where are you fetching water?"

Yue Hongfeng turned his head and saw that it was him. He smiled faintly. When he turned his head, the water in the thermos had already overflowed: "Well... I know you are on shift 2. Well, can you send me off work today?"

Guo Guozhu understood Hongfeng's meaning and took her home after getting off work at midnight. "Okay, no problem." It was a bit abrupt, but it was normal. He felt a warm current of happiness running straight from his chest to his forehead.

"It's too dark today, it seems like it's going to rain." Hongfeng turned off the faucet and signaled to Guo Guozhu, "Come on, you pick it up," she looked like she wanted to pick up the aluminum lunch box in Guo Guozhu's hand, but she didn't really pick it up, "Then, I'll go back first, I'll wait for you after get off work."

She didn't say where to wait for him. But his heart was like a mirror. Just like two magpies on the big locust tree, one flew out very quickly and far away, and it was very likely to go away. But the other companion had never been worried about it. He just jumped around outside the magpie's nest, and then spread his wings and soared to the ground, holding a thick branch in his mouth, flapping his wings and taking off, flying almost vertically to the tree, strengthening the magpie's nest, and waiting for his companion to come back safely.

After get off work, they seemed to have a close heart. After their colleagues disappeared quickly outside the factory gate, Yue Hongfeng pushed a cart by the furnace. She glanced at the furnace. In the empty factory, the electric arc furnace was as quiet as if it was asleep. In the distance, there was white air steaming in a ladle, peacefully like a steamer that had been boiling for a long time.

She immediately got on the seat and rode towards the factory gate.

Guo Guozhu held the bicycle handle in his hand and stood under the light next to the factory communication room. He turned his head and looked at the casting workshop. His eyes were under the light and he couldn't tell whether he was blinking. When Yue Hongfeng appeared, he immediately stepped onto the car, but immediately lowered his legs. He forgot that the small door that was only left at night had a wooden threshold.

Yue Hongfeng left the small door first and turned around and waited for him. Neither of them spoke, as if such a tacit understanding had been going on for a long time.

It was so dark that there was no star. When Guo Guozhu's bicycle and Yue Hongfeng were side by side, Hongfeng asked: "Did you tell the director?"

Guo Guozhu was stunned for a moment and immediately said, "Ao, I said it."

"Which director did you tell me?" On the road outside the factory gate, the dense locust trees were hidden by tall street lights. The street lights sprinkled large patches of mottled lamp flowers from the leaves, and jumped on the shoulders of the two of them from time to time. It could be heard that Yue Hongfeng was very relaxed, with two long legs pedaling gracefully, like an acrobatic troupe actor riding a unicycle. Although her questions were short, there was no cold scent of accusation.

"At the beginning, Director Zheng and Director Fu were there. Later, Director Zheng said he would go out to do business immediately, so I talked to Director Fu."

"Director Fu must have nothing to say."
Chapter completed!