With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

The next day, relatives of the Zhao family came over to see the child and gave him more or less some greeting gifts.

In the evening, all the transporters from the Transportation Department came to Xue Ming's house one after another and gave the children some greeting gifts.

Some give one dollar, some give 5 cents, no matter how much it is, it’s a token of my appreciation.

At dusk, the transporter came again, and Xue Ming and Wang Xianbang were walking in the family courtyard.

Wang Xianbang lit a cigarette: "Ninth brother, in the past, brothers would have given their children at least 10 yuan as a meeting gift."

Xue Ming shook his head: "Brother, don't talk about this. I don't care how much money it is, as long as people can come."

"That means you can drive fast. This world is so fucking funny." Wang Xianbang took a deep drag on his cigarette with an angry look on his face.

Xue Ming saw that he was upset and asked quietly, "Are you unhappy about something? About work or family?"

Wang Xianbang didn't answer immediately, took another long drag on his cigarette, raised his head and looked at the sky and sneered.

By now, Xue Ming had guessed that he was upset at work, and Wang Xianbang's wife did not dare to cause trouble for him.

The current job is to transport the excavated rocks at the Wanshe Mountain air raid shelter construction site.

That construction site has been open for more than a month.

At the beginning, Xue Ming only went there for three days before handing over the leadership work to Wang Xianbang.

"Brother Xianbang, have you encountered any problems at work? Is Shen Xiaoli making things difficult for us?" Xue Ming asked.

"It's not Shen Xiaoli, it's Li Lihai's lackey, Zhou Jianhong, who is in charge of managing explosives." Wang Xianbang gritted his teeth.

Said: "Lao Jiu, if you weren't at the construction site, cats and dogs would dare to bully us.

Yesterday Zhou Jianhong asked me to transport explosives. He was as thin as a stick, so I wanted to help him move the explosives.

But he didn't know how to appreciate a good person, saying that the warehouse was a restricted area and outsiders were not allowed to enter. He also said that if there was a shortage of explosives, I would be the only one to be held responsible. Damn him."

Xue Ming frowned slightly, closed his eyes and thought carefully, finally the image of Zhou Jianhong appeared in his mind.

He is tall and thin, with shifty eyes and a sly tongue. He once chatted with Xue Ming.

At the same time, he is also the right-hand man of Li Lili, the captain of Wanshe Mountain, and is responsible for managing the explosives used to blast the mountain.

The more Wang Xianbang thought about it, the angrier he got. "Laojiu, you should take some time to go to the construction site. If you don't show up, the brothers will have no backbone and others will bully us."

"Don't get excited, brother." Xue Ming lit another cigarette for him and said, "When I have time, I can go to the construction site every day."

"That's good, haha." Wang Xianbang was happy and cursed: "Damn it, let's see who dares to bully us."

The two brothers walked around the family courtyard twice and saw smoke rising from every house.

"Ninth brother, has Xiaobao's name been confirmed?"

"Not yet, let's talk about it later."

Xue Ming shook his head. Xue Xiaobao was his son's nickname.

My son's grandmother and grandfather have different opinions about his full name.

Liu Yue'e wanted to name Xue Suquan. She thought the name was nice, domineering, and kept up with the trend of the times.

Xue Ming rolled his eyes in frustration. This name was too old-fashioned.

Seizing power, Red Guards, revolution. Anti-revisionist... These names with a sense of age directly reveal that this person is born in the 60s or 70s.

Xiaobao's grandfather, Zhao Qinghong, wanted to name Xiaobao Xue Pingfan, but Xue Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

Use your grandson's name to express political demands, right? Instead of calling him Xue Pingfan, it's better to call him Xue Pinggui.

At this time, Xue Ying stood in the yard and shouted: "Brother, our mother is calling you to come home for dinner."

"I know." Xue Ming turned around and went home, carrying the milk on the dining table to the bedroom.

Zhao Xue is in confinement and cannot go out, wash her hair or take a bath, or see the cool breeze.

Her mother and mother-in-law were afraid that she would suffer from confinement syndrome, which cannot be cured and would follow Zhao Xue for the rest of her life.

"Xiaoxue, it's time to drink milk." Xue Ming put the milk on the bedside table and gently picked up his son.

The little guy has his big round eyes open and is very energetic during the day.

He just feels a little insecure and has to be held by others. As long as he doesn't hold him, he will cry for you.

Zhao Xue drank milk with a spoon: "Husband, have you thought of a name for the baby? Anyway, I don't agree with the baby being called "Rehabilitation" or "Seizing Power"."

"I don't agree either, haha." Xue Ming laughed and said, "Why not just call him Haoyu, a groundbreaking name."

"Xue Haoyu?" Zhao Xue blinked and thought carefully while drinking milk.

She quickly finished a bowl of milk and Zhao Xue nodded: "I think it's okay. I'll ask mom for her opinion later."

"Our mother will definitely agree." Xue Ming held his son and sat next to his wife.

After hesitating for a moment, he told about the conversation he had just had with Wang Xianbang and the bullying of his brothers.

Zhao Xue smiled gently: "Our mother is at home every day, and my mother comes here every day. The two of them will take care of me during the confinement period, so you can rest assured."

"Hubby, you will go to the construction site tomorrow and take charge. I want to see who dares to bully our brothers. Humph!"

Zhao Xue snorted coldly, clenched her fists, and looked like she was saying, "My husband will kill you."

"Haha!" Xue Ming was amused by her and said, "Before you gave birth to the baby, you were mature and steady like a good wife and mother, but now you are like a yellow-haired girl."

"Wow--"

Xiaobao burst into tears suddenly, as if he didn't want his father to tease his mother. Zhao Xue hurriedly fed his son.

There was a burst of pride on the little face: "Xiaobao, dad is joking with mom. Sure enough, the son knows that he loves his mother."

Liu Yue'e hurried into the nest: "Oh, my dear grandson is a big eater. He just ate half an hour ago, and now he's hungry again?"

"Mom, it's a good thing that the child can eat." Xue Ming asked his mother to sit down and said with a smile: "Zhao Xue and I plan to name our son Haoyu. What do you think?"

"Yes, from now on my good grandson will be called Xue Haoyu." Liu Yue'e agreed and stretched out her hand to call her grandson: "Haoyu, Xue Haoyu, grandma's good grandson."

Xue Ming smiled slightly, opened the door and went to the main room to eat without disturbing his grandma and entertaining her grandson.

Early the next morning, Niu Guoxing came to see Xue Ming, and the two brothers rode to work at the transportation department together.

Xue Ming asked Niu Guoxing about Zhou's blush.

Niu Guoxing sneered: "Brother, don't pay attention to him. He is just a lapdog who relies on the power of others."

"Good guy, the pug dared to bully us, and we turned against him." Xue Ming couldn't help laughing.

Arriving at the transport department, the transporters saw the backbone coming and came over to greet Xue Ming.

Everyone drove to Wanshe Mountain, and Xue Ming went straight to the construction team's Li Lihai and said, "Old Li, I heard that you have a talented person named Zhou Jianhong under you. Can you introduce him to me?"

Li Qiang was stunned and heard Xue Ming's strange aura. Subconsciously he looked at Zhou Jianhao beside him.