With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

"Uncle Xue is going to lose. If you move the rook four into five in this move, you can still resist for a few more rounds." Li Siming's pawn approached Xue Ming's Nine Palaces.

"I don't want Shu Qi, I just want Zhao Xue. You are very talented in chess." Xue Ming carefully looked at the chessboard and calculated the moves. He simply threw in his pieces when he was sure to lose.

The child just learned how to move chess the day before yesterday. He made rapid progress in less than three days. Xue Ming's chess skills were pretty good. Unexpectedly, he was killed by his son in less than three days.

"Chess is entertainment. I don't want you to become a chess master in the future. Come on, kid, go have dinner with your uncle." Xue Ming opened the drawer and took out his tableware.

I took my child's hand to the canteen and queued up for a portion of spicy and sour mung bean sprouts and a portion of crucian carp soup. The chef in the canteen specially gave me an extra piece of fish.

The father and son found an empty seat and sat down. Xue Ming took out the fish meat and used tweezers to pick out the fish bones inside. "Children open their mouths. Don't eat steamed buns when eating fish. You will eat the fish bones."

Li Siming opened his mouth to eat the fish, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Xue Ming gave him a steamed bun and continued to pick out fish bones for him.

"Haha, I didn't expect brother Xue to be so patient with children." Zuo Changzheng sat opposite Xue Ming with his rice bowl and reached out to rub Li Siming's head.

"Hello, Uncle Zuo." Li Siming greeted him with a sweet voice. He was now Xue Ming's nephew, so it made sense that his nephew looked similar to his uncle.

Everyone found it strange that children appeared in the unit. Zuo Changzheng took a sip of soup and said, "Brother Xue, shouldn't it be time to put the nursery in our unit on the agenda?"

The nursery is similar to the employee kindergarten. If the children's parents work in the factory, the nursery is responsible for taking care of their children.

"Our situation is not suitable for setting up a nursery. After all, there are no examples of couples working as transporters at the same time." Xue Ming felt that the higher authorities would not approve it.

"I will write an application report to the leader in the afternoon. I will take the time to go to my office and sign my name. Let's try to open the nursery." Zuo Changzheng said.

Xue Ming nodded in agreement, feeling that this old guy was very courageous. This proposal would most likely be rejected by the leader.

After dinner, I took the child back to the office and quietly took out the folding bed and bedding from the space for the child to take a nap.

Xue Ming read a few newspapers and rubbed his sore eyes, then walked gently to sit next to his son.

At this time, the door of the room opened slightly, and Zuo Changzheng handed out a file bag from the crack of the door, "Brother, please sort out this year's canteen purchase accounts and truck travel list. I will report to the bureau tomorrow."

Xue Ming returned to his desk to prepare for work. He opened his file bag and took out the canteen's account book to check. In less than three minutes, he realized that the account was really messed up.

Unscrew the pen and draw charts to keep accounts. Starting from January of this year, I organized the running accounts one by one, and gradually became immersed in it.

After two hours, I sorted out the data for half a year, put down the pen and stretched my wrist. I looked up and found my son sitting on the bed in a daze.

The two looked at each other, and Li Siming set up a chess board on the bed to play chess with himself.

Xue Ming was a little embarrassed. It turned out that he didn't have time to play with his children when he was busy with work.

At least the child has a group of peers to play with him in the textile factory. Here he can only entertain himself, and there is not even a friend to chat with him.

Xue Ming continued to immerse himself in work, hoping to finish the work as soon as possible before playing chess with his son or teaching him to read and read.

It's a pity that the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny. Xue Ming didn't take time until Zhao Erlian came to pick him up.

"I'm very happy today because I beat Uncle Xue in a game of chess." Li Siming happily showed off to Zhao Erlian while secretly observing Xue Ming's expression.

Zhao Erlian and Xue Ming both laughed. Xue Ming felt that the child was sensible and pretended to be happy to comfort Uncle Xue's depressed heart. How could he be happy if he stayed bored all afternoon.

After the child was taken away by Zhao Erlian, Xue Ming threw the unfinished work into the drawer and went to the carport to pick up his bicycle and prepare to go home.

"Ninth brother, where's Siming?" Wang Xianbang, who was also picking up the car, struck up a conversation with a smile.

"Don't fucking pick him up. Goodbye, Brother Wang." Xue Ming waved and rode away from the transportation office.

Wang Xianbang realized that his ninth brother might be unhappy. When he turned around, he saw Zuo Changzheng coming to the car shed to pick up his car. He pushed his bicycle and leaned over and asked softly, "Director Zuo, why do I feel that Lao Xue is not in a good mood?"

"I don't know either." Zuo Changzheng was stunned for two seconds and quickly thought of the reason. Maybe he was busy with work in the afternoon and neglected his children, but he still had work to do.

The two said goodbye to each other and went back to their homes. When Wang Xianbang returned home, his wife had already prepared dinner, and his five-year-old daughter Wang Xiaobin brought steamed buns to her father.

The family chatted while eating. While chatting, Wang Xianbang talked about Xue Ming and Li Siming, and told his wife as a story.

"You're a brainless thing. There are a bunch of big men in your work unit, and a child like Siming must be boring. Tomorrow you bring your braid to the work unit to play with Siming." Wang Xianbang's daughter-in-law said.

"Why am I so brainless? You can follow me even if you are a pigtail, why are you scolding me?" Wang Xianbang turned to look at his little daughter who was immersed in cooking.

"Why are you scolding you? I still want to hit you. Do you know what childhood sweethearts are?" Wang's wife reached out and poked her husband's forehead.

Wang Xianbang was immediately confused, what kind of childhood sweetheart, what kind of childhood sweetheart, where are these things?

Wang's wife hates that iron cannot become steel, "Ninth brother has a bright future. If Siming and our daughter fall in love, my daughter will not have to endure hardship in this life."

"Oh my god, what are you thinking about?" Wang Xianbang's head was buzzing.

The next morning, Xue Ming went to the textile factory to pick up his son. When he took his son back to the transportation department, he saw Wang Xianbang and his daughter.

Wang Xianbang came to Xue Ming and said, "Brother Ninth, your sister-in-law heard that Siming has no playmates, so she asked me to bring my daughter over to play with him. Please call me Uncle Jiu."

"Hello Uncle Jiu!" Wang Xiaobin greeted Xue Ming shyly, and then looked at Li Siming shyly.

Wang Xianbang's magic skills and the title of Uncle Jiu made Xue Ming embarrassed. "Brother Xianbang is too outspoken. Thank you sister-in-law for thinking about me."

Xue Ming was very happy. It would be nice to have people of the same age playing with his son, so he took Wang Xiaobian's hand and returned to the office.

"Brother Xue, wait a minute." Zuo Changzheng also led a little girl out of the office, "Brother, this is my eldest brother's little girl Meixiang."

"Hello, Uncle Xue!" Zuo Meixiang said hello generously, grinning and showing two tiger teeth.

"Hello, little Meixiang." Xue Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud, thinking that this leader is really considerate.

The next time the three children played in the corridor, Li Siming taught them how to play Beast Fighting Chess. There was laughter in the corridor the whole day.

The next day, four or five colleagues came to the unit with their daughters, nieces, and nephews. They were all girls but no boys. Xue Ming felt something was wrong.