Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 512 Nothing can stop my wickedness!
The next morning, before dawn.

The fierce general Sun Hongjun, guided by his mysterious biological clock, opened his drowsy eyes.

wipe……

I drank too much last night.

Sun Hongjun rubbed his swollen face.

Not to mention his face, even his eyelids are swollen from drinking.

He tried hard to recall what had happened last night, but he was completely blank and couldn't remember anything.

I just remember that the food and drinks were quite good.

The food smelled delicious, and the alcohol was quite strong.
Regardless of how much others drank, he certainly drank a lot.

Although when I sat up, my head felt like it was filled with lead.

But Sun Hongjun, with his iron body, supporting his back and yawning, still dragged his muscular body downstairs to prepare a meal for the people in the house.

But as soon as he lifted the curtain, the scene before him almost scared the soul out of him.

The kitchen, usually solitary, was now bustling with warmth.

Wang Qingzhou was rolling up his sleeves to roll out dough, Director Niu was bending over to tend the fire, and Dong Jiangchao was cooking porridge while also washing dishes. The three of them had a clear division of labor and were working hard.

Sun Hongjun was dumbfounded, standing frozen at the door like a stone sculpture.

I saw Sun Hongjun standing behind the curtain.

Wang Qingzhou called out, "You're up? Go back to sleep for a while, I'll call you when dinner is ready."

Sun Hongjun: ? ? ?

He rubbed his eyes again.

I thought I was still under the influence of alcohol from last night and was still hallucinating.

Then Dong Jiangchao called out again, "What are you still standing there for? Go upstairs and get some more sleep!"

Sun Hongjun then came to his senses and rushed forward to snatch the rice spoon from Wang Qingzhou's hand, anxiously saying:

"Oh dear, how can we let you cook for us?!"

"You guys go up and rest, I can handle this job by myself."

But Wang Qingzhou was prepared. She turned to the side, shielding the spoon in her arms, and with a sweep of her shoulder, blocked it completely with her back.
"The kitchen is small, don't make a mess here, go inside and go to sleep!"

His tone didn't sound like that of a factory manager; it sounded more like that of a parent.

Sun Hongjun was about to cry.

"Factory manager, this won't do! How can we let you serve us meals?"

Dong Jiangchao shook his head and said, "You're wrong about that. You prepared such a good meal for us last night, it's our turn to show off our skills today. What, aren't we allowed to do our part?"

Director Niu added, "That's right! We can't just eat your food and be unreasonable!"

Sun Hongjun opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

If he tried to force his way in, the three of them were like a fortress, occupying the fire pit, the edge of the chopping board, and the stove. They were as strong as three men, forming an ironclad defense that he couldn't break through at all.

If it were anyone else, Sun Hongjun could easily take on three opponents with his Monkey Strikes Groin, Black Tiger Strikes Heart, and Backstab Throat Lock combo.

But he didn't dare approach those three people!

When you're in an awkward or conflicted situation,
Wang Qingzhou's face fell, and without any politeness, she waved her hand, kicking him out.

Over the years, Wang Qingzhou has established an unshakeable position in the machinery factory.

His stern face immediately deflated Sun Hongjun, who turned and obediently walked out.

Stepping out of the kitchen, Sun Hongjun stood blankly in the factory.
Think about it,
Sun Hongjun simply picked up a broom and a small rag and cleaned the house spotlessly. He removed the oil stains from the newspapers, swept away the scraps of vegetable leaves on the floor, and opened all the doors and windows to let in some fresh air.

After Chen Luyang and the others woke up, they got dressed and went downstairs.

The factory was spotless, and the air was filled with the aroma of flatbread.

Clean newspapers were laid out on the machine tool early in the morning, on which sat a large pot of thick and fragrant millet porridge, a pile of round flatbreads, and a bowl of smashed cucumbers.

Wow, that's rare!

Director Lu rubbed his face with a grin, "We usually have steamed buns, mantou, and fried dough sticks, but today we've even made pancakes."

Zhang Guoqiang chuckled, "Exactly! Didn't you say your worst skill was making pancakes? How come you've mastered it all now that the factory manager's here?"

Sun Hongjun's face turned bright red, and he hurriedly waved his hand:

"Uncle Zhang, this pancake was made by Factory Director Wang."

Um???!

Everyone was taken aback by these words.

The next moment, Wang Qingzhou walked out of the kitchen carrying a small dish of pickled vegetables, her expression natural.

"Are you all awake? Come and eat if you're awake."

Chen Luyang and the others stared at Wang Qingzhou as if they had seen a ghost, then looked at Dong Jiangchao and Director Niu who came out carrying bowls and chopsticks.

"Factory manager, why are you getting up so early to cook for us?" Chen Luyang asked in surprise.

"Old Niu and I couldn't sleep, and since we were just lying there anyway, we decided to get up and cook you a meal."

Wang Qingzhou laughed and said, "Sit down! What are you all standing for? Try our cooking."

Good guy...

The repair shop has so many people, and they've lived for so many years.

When was the last time I ate a meal cooked by the factory manager himself?

They all stood awkwardly to the side, too embarrassed to sit down.

Chen Luyang has a thick skin.

Seeing that others were hesitant to sit down, he cheerfully sat down first and greeted them:

"Hey, don't be so polite! It's a blessing that our factory manager made breakfast for us personally, not every day. Come, come, have a seat, we're really lucky today!"

Seeing Chen Luyang sit down, the others also sat awkwardly at the table.

The porridge was steaming hot, the pancakes were golden brown and puffed up, and the aroma of wheat wafted out as soon as the lid was lifted.

Director Lu couldn't resist tearing off a piece of the pancake. After only two bites, he exclaimed, "Wow, this pancake is even more delicious than the ones at the market! Factory Director, you've been keeping this a secret!"

Upon hearing Director Lu set this tone, everyone immediately joined in the jeering:

"This porridge is so thick, it sticks to your lips. Unlike me, when I usually cook porridge, it's just a pot of rice water."

"Hey, look at these pickled vegetables! They're cut so neatly, like they were measured with a ruler. Factory manager, you're not only good at managing the factory, but you're also a master cook!"

Listening to everyone's comments, Wang Qingzhou sighed helplessly.

"Alright, alright, you've learned nothing good, but you've picked up all the bad stuff. Stop flattering me, hurry up and eat, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

The group ate and laughed, the warm steam in the room dispelling the lingering smell of last night's alcohol.

Halfway through the meal, Chen Luyang wiped his mouth and asked, "Factory manager, what are your plans for today?"

According to Director Niu, they should be able to go home as early as tomorrow night, or at the latest the day after tomorrow.

Taking advantage of this break, Chen Luyang wanted to ask Wang Qingzhou what his plans were for the day so he could make his own arrangements.

"I'm going to see some old friends today." Wang Qingzhou picked up the porridge bowl and used chopsticks to scoop the remaining rice into his mouth.

"You all go about your business today, I'll go by myself."

Dong Jiangchao took a sip of porridge and said, "Me too. I'm going to visit two friends today, so I won't be back for lunch."

Director Niu didn't have much to do. He grinned and said, "My great-uncle is here. I need to go see the old man and check if they've managed to buy tickets."

Seeing that all three of them had plans, Chen Luyang felt relieved. "Okay, I'll go out and buy some things today too."

Director Niu asked in surprise, "Buying again? Didn't you just bring back a truckload yesterday?"

Chen Luyang said shyly, "Those aren't enough. I need to go to the market today to make sure I have everything I need."

After finishing their meal, everyone went their separate ways to find their mothers.

Chen Luyang rode her bicycle leisurely all the way to the market.

It's so cold today...

It was even colder than when he ran around shirtless in the snow and was eventually pinned down in the snow and yelled at by the staff of Songting Hotel as a "shameless bastard"!

However, no amount of coldness could deter his despicable heart!
As the lifelong enemy of all the children in the provincial machinery factory, could Chen Luyang just stand by and watch a bunch of kids have a comfortable and happy New Year?
cannot! ! !

The vegetable market in Pian'er City was bustling with noise, the sounds of chickens and ducks mingling with the shouts of vendors.

From afar, Chen Luyang saw Su Xiaoying with her sleeves rolled up, holding a knife in her hand, deftly killing and plucking the feathers from a chicken.

He quickly raised his voice and shouted, "Aunt Su! Business is booming!"

Su Xiaoying turned her head and saw Chen Luyang riding over, wrapped in a cotton-padded coat, his breath steaming in the cold air, his face red from the cold.

"Oh, Comrade Chen! What brings you here?" Su Xiaoying greeted him warmly while wiping her hands.

Chen Luyang smiled and said, "We're going back to our hometown for the Chinese New Year soon, and I was thinking of wishing you a Happy New Year in advance before we go back."

Su Xiaoying was overjoyed. She turned around, stepped onto the small truck, took out half a basket of eggs, and insisted on giving them to Chen Luyang.

"Take it, take it! This is a small token of my appreciation."

How could Chen Luyang accept her eggs!

"Oh dear, I can't take this! I have to squeeze onto the train to get home, these eggs will all be crushed."

"I actually came here today specifically to buy some feather dusters."

"A feather duster?!" Su Xiaoying was taken aback for a moment, blinked, and then laughed. "You can find these things anywhere, why did you come all the way here to buy one?"

“That’s different.” Chen Luyang said seriously, “No one else’s fur is as fresh as yours! Yours is the strongest.”

Su Xiaoying laughed at this, but she still stuffed the eggs in her hand into Chen Luyang's arms: "Feather dusters are sold everywhere, but my eggs are different!"

The two of them pushed and blocked, tearing at each other for a long time, but Chen Luyang was determined to only take the feather duster.

In the end, Su Xiaoying had no choice.

"If you need a feather duster, I have plenty! I can make one for you right now!"

"How many you want?"

Chen Luyang didn't stand on ceremony: "Could you give me 10?"

"to make!"

Without saying a word, Su Xiaoying made 10 thick, dense feather dusters and handed them to Chen Luyang.

Anyway, chicken feathers are readily available; you can just grab a handful.

Not to mention sticks, you can grab one in a flash.

At Chen Luyang's request,
The sticks chosen were not thin sticks, but rather thick sticks that were easy to handle.

It's the kind of thing that makes a whooshing sound when you swing it around.

Despite Su Xiaoying's insistence on refusing, Chen Luyang still paid her the market price for the feather duster.

After buying the feather duster,
Chen Luyang then went to the farmers' market and bought several large bags of preserved plums, hawthorn slices, and fruit candies.

As a person...
We can't let the road lead to a dead end.

Just making a feather duster isn't enough; you also need to add some sugar.

Otherwise, they would truly become the lifelong enemy of all the children in the factory.

Although those little brats can't beat him now, one should always be prepared!

You have to think about the day when you get old and can't move your arms and legs anymore, and you retire at home.

After buying the feather duster and candy, Chen Luyang hummed a little tune as she rode her bike back to the repair shop.

As soon as he entered, he saw Sun Hongjun looking like the sky had fallen, walking towards him with a look of despair.

"Brother Chen...!!!"

Chen Luyang was startled by Sun Hongjun's appearance. Before she could speak, Sun Hongjun's eyes were red-rimmed, and his voice was filled with despair as he said:
"Brother Chen, Li He and Jiao Long told me... Last night I not only sprayed Director Wang's face, but I also yelled at him...!"

Chen Luyang nodded in confusion: "Yes, you did all of this. What's wrong?"

Sun Hongjun's expression grew even more distressed: "This morning, Factory Director Wang still made breakfast... Does he not want to eat my food anymore? Can he just kick me out...?"

Chen Luyang rolled her eyes at him without any attempt to hide it.

"Do you think Factory Director Wang is some old woman from the village entrance, wandering the streets and alleys all day, meddling in every argument and every pot-breaking incident?! What hasn't our Factory Director Wang seen in every single thing? What's this little thing of yours?"

Sun Hongjun was stunned for a moment, then a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes: "Really?"

"Really!" Chen Luyang patted his shoulder, her voice firm. "Don't worry about it."

"Don't even mention that you were drunk last night and spat a couple of times. Even if someone slammed their fist on the factory manager's desk during a meeting, nothing happened to them. What's this little incident compared to that?"

These words were like a wake-up call, instantly waking Sun Hongjun up.

yes! !
Director Wang has been a factory director for many years. What kind of storms hasn't he seen?
Let alone Sun Hongjun, how many people in the entire factory have had disagreements?

In the end, everyone still has to work and eat.

Seeing that Sun Hongjun still seemed a little worried, Chen Luyang simply said:

"Besides, I can't control what happens in the provincial capital, but I'm in charge of things in this city. With me here, you won't get away with this."

Upon hearing this, Sun Hongjun immediately quieted down.

Yup!

The provincial machinery factory was far from the central government's reach, so Director Wang returned to the factory the following year, but Brother Chen remained there.

As long as Chen Luyang doesn't kick him out, everyone else is useless!
Watching Sun Hongjun happily disappear back into the kitchen, Chen Luyang hummed a little tune as she packed her luggage.

Although it was Chinese New Year, none of the people actually had much luggage.

All the clothes, pants, and shoes were left at the repair shop. Anyway, once the New Year is over and Chen Luyang starts school, everyone will have to come back again.

What I really want to take with me are those New Year's goods.

They tied the ten feather dusters tightly together, and then sorted the preserved plums, hawthorn slices, and candies into bags.

Chen Luyang stood with his hands on his hips, staring at the pile of "equipment" with satisfaction, his eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement.

I'm going home~~~~
I endured it... I endured it again and again!!!
Finally, Chen Luyang couldn't resist rushing to the reception room and calling the factory to find her mother without saying a word.

Upon hearing the voice of investigator Ms. Feng Jiuxiang on the phone, Chen Luyang couldn't contain his excitement and exclaimed:

"Mom!! I want to go home!!!"

"Really?!"

"Really!!! I'm going home with our factory manager this time. The earliest I can go home is tomorrow, and the latest is the day after. Once Director Niu gets the tickets, I can go home!!!"

"Oh dear, what do you want to eat when you get home? Mom will make it for you!"

"I really want to eat Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste)! With egg sauce, and preferably a clove of pickled garlic!"

"Yes!! Your dad pickled two jars of garlic this year, plenty to go! Eat as much as you want!"

"What else do you want to eat besides noodles? Mom will stew a pot of pork knuckle for you too."

"This is outrageous!!! It's my mom who got hurt...!"

(End of this chapter)