Rebirth 1955 starts from the hunter

That night, Yi Zhonghai got a purple bamboo, about 75 centimeters long. He tapped the bamboo lightly with his fingernails. The crisp and pleasant sound made him realize that this purple bamboo was extraordinary.

Yi Zhonghai felt a little distressed when he saw another slap mark on Wang Jun's face when he came to send Zizhu off.

"Don't worry, Master! I'm fine. I just want to help you get the certificate back."

Yi Zhonghai was deeply moved when he heard Wang Jun's words, and the last trace of his wariness disappeared unconsciously.

"Junzi, forget it. Even if the certificate of testimony is returned, Ma San can't escape the blame. It doesn't matter whether there is the certificate of testimony or not?" - Yi Zhonghai couldn't help feeling melancholy when he thought of what happened that night.

"But, but when Wang Ming sent the gifts, he said there were more than one purple bamboo, but he also said that he would give 100 yuan each time, and you can tell me what kind of tickets you want. He said it's mutually beneficial and he really wants to be a brother to Master, but I don't trust him."

Yi Zhonghai didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this moment. It was just making a bamboo flute. Even if it was discovered by the steel mill, it was not a big deal.

Making a bamboo flute costs only one hundred yuan and takes only an hour. It is impossible for Yi Zhonghai not to be tempted.

His current salary is only 72 yuan a month, and he could never even dream of earning 100 yuan an hour.

Yi Zhonghai turned around and took out a bottle of Erguotou from the cabinet and handed it to Wang Jun, saying, "Wipe your face with wine before going to bed, and don't mention the certificate again. I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

"Master, I, Wang Jun, don't understand any great principles. You are my only relative now. I just want to live a good life and accompany you, Master. Why is it so difficult? Wuuuuuuuuuuu."

Wang Jun's tears came suddenly, probably because his face really hurt. He secretly cursed Wang Ming for being too cruel.

Yi Zhonghai sighed secretly at his ill-fated fate. He was now at the mercy of others and there was nothing he could do. Listening to Wang Jun's cries, the hundred dollars in his pocket no longer seemed worth it.

After thinking for a while, he took out fifty yuan and stuffed it into Wang Jun's hand, saying, "Good boy, it is the master who is sorry for you."

"No, no, I have admired you since I entered the first workshop. At that time, I dreamed of becoming your apprentice. Now my dream has come true. I will definitely cherish it."

Yi Zhonghai was even more moved, and thought to himself, "This is the perfect way to take care of the elderly."

I will help Wang Jun find an obedient wife. With Dongxu as his apprentice, life will be very promising.

Sha Zhu, what Sha Zhu, he has long been of no use to him. Yi Zhonghai suddenly remembered the living expenses that He Daqing had mailed to him, and he immediately had an idea in his mind.

The next day, at lunchtime, Yi Zhonghai said in front of everyone, "Junzi, I have a few workpieces to finish, can you help me get my lunch back?"

"Okay, Master," Wang Jun nodded in agreement. Seeing that Jia Dongxu wanted to talk, Wang Jun quickly put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Brother, let's go together! I'll treat you today."

When Jia Dongxu heard this, he was immediately happy, "Junior brother, thank you, I will treat you another day."

When there was no one else in the workshop, Yi Zhonghai took out the bamboo flute and stuck it on the operating table. He looked at the drawings carefully again, took out the special steel tools and started working.

It was indeed a waste of talent to ask a level 40 fitter to make a bamboo flute. When the last step was completed, Yi Zhonghai looked at the wall clock and it was exactly minutes.

After another careful inspection, he put the bamboo flute away.

Wang Jun, who was on guard not far away, hurried over and handed over the lunch box.

After wrapping the bamboo flute with newspaper, he nodded to Yi Zhonghai, took it and left the workshop.

Wang Jun walked around the office building area and the bamboo flute came into Qiu Shan's hands.

Qiu Shan didn't delay in getting the bamboo flute. He went to the third cafeteria immediately and put it next to Lin Dong who was joking with He Yuzhu.

Lin Dong came to the steel rolling mill today specifically because of the purple bamboo flute. Just as he put the bamboo flute into the cave, Xu Damao walked over from the gate.

"Brother Dong, are you here to collect your salary?"

"Lin Dong then remembered that the beginning of every month is the salary time. He seems to have never received his salary. He only came to the factory once a week on Monday. He really forgot about it."

"Yes, I am here to wait for Zhuzi. I will go there together after he finishes the work at hand."

"Shamao, there are only some vegetables left, and the steamed buns are a little cold. Do you want to eat?"

Xu Damao shook his head and said, "I'll go buy some goodies after I get my salary, or we brothers can have a chat tonight."

As Xu Damao spoke, he got closer and closer. Lin Dong suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did this boy smell like rotten hormones?

It's obvious that he just finished something. What's going on?

Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Lin Dong warned, "Da Mao, learn the skills from Uncle Xu. You are still young, so don't mess around in the factory. If something goes wrong, no one can protect you."

Lin Dong really didn't expect Xu Damao to be so bold. How dare he do that in broad daylight? Isn't he afraid of being seen?

I thought of the TV series where Xu Damao was infertile and died without a child.

I'm afraid that those few kicks from He Yuzhu were just a small matter, and the main reason was the messing around.

Thinking of this, Lin Dong pressed Xu Damao's shoulder and placed his index and middle fingers on his radial artery.

It is no longer a secret that Lin Dong knows medical skills. After all, everyone in the hospital knows about Old Lady Zhou's affairs.

However, Lin Dong's pulse-taking action left Xu Damao confused. He looked at Lin Dong nervously, really afraid that there was something wrong with his body.

He Yuzhu was confused, but Xu Damao knew that Lin Dong had sharp senses and must have noticed that he had just returned from plowing the fields.

He said angrily, "Brother Dong, no, I assure you that I definitely didn't mess around in the factory. Look, I just came over from the guesthouse."

Lin Dong was speechless. "You are so brave. You are not afraid of anything happening in broad daylight. You used Uncle Xu's work ID to stay at the guesthouse! Are you really not afraid of getting beaten?"

Shazhu is not really stupid, he understood it now.

He looked at Xu Damao with an incredible expression, pointed at his nose, and said "you you you" for a long time, but he couldn't say the following words.

Lin Dong put down his pulse-checking hand, shook his head at Xu Damao and said, "No problem, you still need to exercise restraint in the future. You are still young and your body is not fully mature yet."

No, the smell on Xu Damao is so familiar. Lin Dong not only has sharp five senses but also spiritual awareness and an impeccable memory.

"Damn it, Xu Damao smells like Qin Huairu." - Lin Dong's heart was filled with shock. This script was wrong!

Looking through the window at Jia Dongxu smoking and chatting with his co-workers in the distance, Lin Tong felt mixed emotions. It seemed that Jia Dongxu had to change his name to Jia Donglu.

He looked at He Yuzhu next to him. In the TV series, this man had been entangled with Qin Huairu for a lifetime.

Lin Dong originally thought that the rumors in the village were just groundless, it seems that he was the most naive one.

"Brother Dong, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with my body?" - Lin Dong clearly said that there was no problem just now, but now he was looking at him with a weird look, making Xu Damao feel uncomfortable all over.