With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

At the Wansheshan air-raid shelter construction site, large trucks were parked at the dump and countless migrant workers were loading rubble onto the trucks.

In the cab of Truck No. 2, Niu Guoxing looked at the sleeping Xue Ming and carefully closed the door.

At this time, Zhou Jianhong, the explosives manager, walked up to the truck, licked his face and said, "Comrade Guoxing, is Director Xue in the car?"

"Sleeping in the car. He stayed up late yesterday to take care of the children. Don't disturb him."

Niu Guoxing had no favorable impression of Zhou Jianhong and turned to chat with his colleagues under the shade of a tree.

When Xue Ming skipped work in the past, Zhou Jianhong often made trouble for the transport staff and had already formed a feud with the transport department.

Now that Director Xue is back, he comes over and licks her with his tail between his legs.

Every time he saw Xue Ming, he looked groveling, so the transporter looked down on him.

Zhou Jianhong was not angry, she just stood beside the truck waiting for Xue Ming to wake up.

Last night, his superiors gave him a glorious and arduous task, which was to persuade Director Xue Ming of the Provincial Transport Department to defect.

He persuaded Xue Ming to work for the Party and the country, and jointly implemented the plan to blow up the Wanshe Mountain air-raid shelter to clear the obstacles for the counterattack on the mainland.

Zhou Jianhong thought about it and felt that the reason why his superiors wooed Xue Ming was that he needed trucks from the Transportation Department.

Half an hour later, the temperature began to rise and the carriage became stuffy, and Xue Ming was awakened by the heat.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead, got out of the car to get some fresh air, and planned to find a deserted place with some close quarters to have a good sleep and replenish my energy.

"Director Xue, you're awake." Zhou Jianhong greeted hurriedly with a smile.

Xue Ming was stunned, then laughed and teased him: "Oh, isn't this Captain Zhou who is a crab?"

"What kind of captain am I? I'm just in charge of the explosives warehouse."

Zhou Jianhong ignored his taunt and took out a rattle from his pocket.

He knelt down and held up the rattle with both hands: "Brother Xue, I heard that you have a fat boy in your family, congratulations!"

"What do you mean?" Xue Ming waved his hand and said: "No reward for no merit, I appreciate your kindness."

Feeling a little puzzled, I thought to myself, "Is he here to ease the relationship? That's not true. He has more rights on the construction site than I do."

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

Besides, the other party was suspected of being an enemy spy, and Xue Ming didn't want to have too much contact with him.

"Brother Xue, it's all my fault for being blind and causing trouble for my comrades on purpose."

Zhou Jianhong put the rattle in his pocket and went to the shade of the tree, where seven or eight transporters were chatting.

"Brother Xianbang, I'm sorry!" Zhou Jianhong smiled.

Said: "Last time you wanted me to move explosives, I mistook my good intentions for donkey's liver and lungs. I'm really sorry!"

The air suddenly became quiet, and all the transporters were a little confused. They all looked at Captain Zhou who bowed and apologized.

Wang Xianbang felt excited and looked at Xue Ming with gratitude.

Xin said: "My ninth brother is still awesome. This grandson used to be as powerful as a grandson, but now he is as cowardly as a grandson."

Zhou Jianhong bowed again: "Brother Xianbang, I'm sorry, please forgive me."

His attitude was very sincere, which made Wang Xianbang a little embarrassed: "Don't be like this, I did something wrong last time."

"Thank you for letting bygones be bygones." Zhou Jianhong was very happy and looked weakly at the other transporters.

Jean put his hands together and said: "Comrades, I used to be blamed for not being a thing and offending everyone.

Director Xue scolded me severely yesterday, which made me realize my mistake. I came here specially to apologize to everyone."

His tone and attitude were very sincere, and the transporters felt embarrassed.

"Captain Zhou, don't say that. Those are just trivial things."

"Yes, Captain Zhou, we are working on the same construction site, and my dog-skin socks are gone anyway, so there is no need to apologize."

"Actually, there was something wrong with us at that time."

The transporter and Zhou Jianhong began to chat enthusiastically. They were both men and did not have any deep hatred. They were just some minor frictions at work.

Niu Guoxing walked up to Xue Ming and whispered, "Brother, how true is his apology?"

"Ha, very sincere." Xue Ming chuckled and stared at them with interest.

If he didn't know that he was an enemy agent, Xue Ming would have accepted his apology and might have become good friends with him.

Now that we know he is suspected of being an enemy spy, we have to treat him with conspiracy theories.

He said in his heart: "Why is this guy so arrogant and respectful to me? Could it be that he has received instructions from his superiors and wants to drag me into trouble?"

"Haha...how is that possible?" Xue Ming was shocked by his own thoughts.

The truck was full of dregs, and the transporters said goodbye to Zhou Jianhong one after another and drove the trucks to transport the dregs.

After a burst of smoke and dust, only Xue Ming and Zhou Jianhong were left under the shade of the trees.

Zhou Jianhong took out the rattle again: "Director Xue, this is something my wife bought specially for the child. Please accept it."

"Oh, how embarrassing." Xue Ming quickly put the rattle into his pocket.

Subconsciously, he looked up and looked around to make sure no one saw him. He smiled and said, "Brother Zhou is so polite, haha."

"It's my duty. Brother Xue, please don't be polite with me." Zhou Jianhong was very happy.

Xin said: "It turns out that you have the problem of being greedy for petty gains, this is easy to deal with. As long as you are greedy for money, just wait to eat my sugar-coated bullets."

"Brother Xue, I have to go inspect the explosives warehouse. Let's talk another day." Zhou Jianhong stood up and said.

"Okay, Brother Zhou, go ahead and go to my house for a drink another day." Xue Ming shook hands with him cordially.

Looking at his leaving figure, I couldn't help but laugh.

Leave the construction site and walk outside, find a space where no one is, make a pot of hot tea, and take out the rattle in your pocket.

Dong dong dong, the rattle makes a pleasant sound.

"Haha, are you playing with sugar-coated cannonballs with me? I'll eat the sugar-coated shells and the cannonballs will blow you up." Xue Ming threw the rattle to the ground casually.

The old man came over, smelled the rattle on the ground, rubbed it and opened his mouth to bite it into pieces.

There was nothing inside the drum. Xue Ming rubbed Dahuang's head, turned around and went to the space bamboo house, lying on the bed to rest.

After much thought, I feel that there is really no need for Zhou Jianhong to apologize.

Xue Ming is from the road transportation department and Zhou Jianhong is from the materials management department. They are completely unrelated and usually have little interaction.

"His power and position on the construction site are higher than mine. If I were him, I would definitely not apologize, so this is a conspiracy."

"I thought about it again and again, and the only thing I could be used by the enemy agents is the dozens of trucks I have."

"I have all the trucks in the provincial capital. Could it be that they not only want to destroy the air raid shelters, but also these dozens of trucks?"

Feeling sleepy, Xue Ming was too lazy to think about the enemy spies anymore. He yawned and went to sleep.

He slept until six in the afternoon. There was no one on the construction site, so he rode his bike home.

The family has already had dinner.

Xue Ming carried the bowl back to the bedroom and saw a new box of milk powder on the table: "Xiaoxue, is this the milk powder you bought?"

Zhao Xue shook her head: "Hubby, the milk powder was given by Zhou Jianhong's wife."