With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Colleagues brought a group of little lolita to play with Li Siming, making them feel like the emperor's draft girls.

As the days passed, the sugarcane fields in the space had sprouted 40-centimeter-tall young seedlings, which looked like corn fields from a distance.

"It is estimated that the sugar cane will be mature in April next year, and then we will no longer have to worry about the children having no sugar to eat." Xue Ming was in a good mood and left the space to have breakfast.

"My husband brought the braised pork to the child. Grandpa Jin Shi said that he should give the child both sugar and nutrients." Zhao Xue opened the lunch box and showed the braised pork.

The pieces of fat meat looked delicious. Xue Ming didn't know what to say. His wife was indeed not bad to Li Siming.

"Let me tell you another interesting story." Xue Ming put down his lunch box and shared with his wife an interesting story about the work.

There are more and more children in the unit, a total of twelve girls and three boys. The transporters seem to have been infected by Xue Ming and are bringing their children to work.

The Transportation Department is just an idle office. This year's transportation tasks have been completed, and everyone is just dawdling around fishing.

"So I don't quite understand why they keep boys at home and only bring girls over. Is this a preference for girls over boys?" Xue Ming asked.

Zhao Xue burst into laughter, and the laughter got louder and louder, and finally burst out laughing, looking very funny.

"What are you laughing at? Tell me and make me laugh too." Xue Ming helped her up and brought her a glass of warm water.

"Husband, you don't understand the thoughts of your daughter's family. You should know what childhood sweethearts are." Zhao Xue forced not to laugh.

Xue Ming was stunned for a moment and suddenly his eyes widened, "Do they want their girls to develop a relationship with Siming from an early age? Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration. In the future, even if we are not married, we can still have children. My husband is the deputy director at a young age and his future is limitless. Of course they want their children to have friendship with our younger generations." Zhao Xue said.

"Okay, I understand after hearing what you said. It seems that they all have the shrewdness of ordinary citizens." Xue Ming did not dislike this shrewdness. On the contrary, he said that they were also his son's future connections.

"Husband, this is a good thing. Having more friends means more paths. The more friends you have, the better your future will be." Zhao Xue said.

"That makes sense, let's go and I'll take you to work." Xue Ming took his wife to school after breakfast. When he returned to the unit, Zhao Erlian had already sent Li Siming over.

Children were playing with handkerchiefs in the yard, and a group of children sang neatly in a circle.

"Throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, and put it gently on the back of the child. Don't tell him, hurry up and catch him, hurry up and catch him."

A little girl quietly threw her handkerchief behind Li Siming, pretending to be calm and continued walking around everyone.

However, Siming immediately noticed the handkerchief behind his back, grabbed it, stood up and chased the little girl. The little girl ran away, and the two chased each other around the crowd.

Soon Li Siming caught the little girl, and her friends clapped and cheered together. The slightly shy little girl walked to the center of the circle and sang for everyone.

"Why is this unlucky kid disobedient?" Xue Ming couldn't help but sigh.

I originally took Siming over because the children in the textile factory played those high-intensity games, and throwing handkerchiefs required a lot of exercise.

"The children will play first. Xiao Si will follow me to the office." Xue Ming scratched his head helplessly.

Li Siming handed the handkerchief to other children and pretended to be a good baby and followed his uncle.

The two fathers came to the office, and Xue Ming fed his son braised pork. Li Siming devoured it until his mouth was full of oil. After eating the meat, he looked at his uncle with a silly smile on his face.

"Go play with them. Don't run away all the time. If you feel uncomfortable, eat candy quickly." Xue Ming said these words every day.

"I know." Li Siming peeled off a fruit candy and put it in his mouth, then ran to the yard to play with his friends.

Xue Ming opened the window and watched them playing games. He always felt that the children exercised too much and couldn't think of games with small amounts of exercise.

There was a knock on the door behind him, and Zuo Changzheng looked frustrated, "Brother, our application for a nursery was rejected by the bureau."

"Brother Zuo seems to be obsessed with daycare. Why?" Xue Ming handed him a cigarette. It was normal for his request to be rejected. After all, there are no dual-employees in the transportation department.

"I want to make some achievements. Brother, I am forty-five years old this year. If I don't make progress, I will have no chance." Zuo Changzheng took a puff of cigarette and spit it out.

If the director of the Transportation Department makes further progress, he will have to join the Transportation Bureau. The Transportation Department is a state-owned enterprise and the Transportation Bureau is an agency unit. It is not easy for Zuo Changzheng to get ashore.

At the same time, Xue Ming doesn’t know whether running a nursery counts as a political achievement. Can this small amount of credit allow him to go ashore?

"Brother, help me think of a way. If I get into the Transportation Bureau, I will definitely recommend you to take charge of the Transportation Department." Zuo Changzheng began to draw the cake.

"What can I do? If we don't have a dual-income family, why do we have a kindergarten?" Xue Ming was also helpless.

"A comrade who doesn't want to make progress is not a good comrade. Don't you want to be the leader of the transportation department? Even if you don't want to, don't my younger siblings want to?" Zuo Changzheng continued to confuse.

"Okay, my brother, damn!" Xue Ming saw his son chasing the little girl with a handkerchief again. This naughty kid really deserves a beating. He is on the verge of getting sick and is testing like crazy, right?

"Think of a way, brother, try to open up the nursery, give me a chance, and give yourself a chance." Zuo Changzheng patted Xue Ming on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Xue Ming locked the door and stared at the yard, thinking deeply. Since he couldn't stop the children from playing games, he would try to find more gentle games.

After much deliberation, he decided to try his luck. He entered the space collection room, took a hundred silver coins and threw them on the ground. "Brother Space, bring me a seesaw or a slide or something."

The theme of the space is to respond to requests. One hundred silver coins disappear into the space, and two large slides, three seesaws, four swings and a pile of blocks appear in the yard.

Xue Ming couldn't stand it anymore. With these items, he could set up a kindergarten in the transport truck. The amount of exercise provided by these toys was pretty good.

"Damn it!" Xue Ming was shocked when he turned around, and there was a Ferris wheel behind him.

The pocket Ferris wheel looks more like a waterwheel and is driven by human power.

Xue Ming left the space and came to Zuo Changzheng's office, "I have a way to set up a nursery, but it will cost two hundred yuan."

"Ah?" Zuo Changzheng stood up immediately, "As long as you set up a nursery, two hundred yuan is not a problem."

"I'll drive out for three days, just wait for my good news." Xue Ming drove the truck away from the transportation office.

First send Li Siming to the textile factory and ask Zhao Erlian to help take care of him. Find a deserted place to enter the space, and load all the children's toys such as slides and Ferris wheels into the car.

He stayed at home and slept for the next three days, and on the fourth day he returned to work with a cart full of toys.

Zuo Changzheng looked confused, "Brother, what do you want to do? What are all these things?"