Starting from 1950

In the end, Liu Mancang selected a total of 10 people, and after completing the handover procedures, he took them onto the truck.

Of course, Su Yang was not among these 10 people; he was accompanying Wu Xinxue as a family member.

The 10 people in the truck did not feel crowded, and the truck left the shelter at a leisurely pace.

From the moment He Dazhuang was selected, his mouth was constantly grinning from ear to ear.

"Su Yang, I'm going to start making money. What about you? You're just a burden to Xin Xue."

He couldn't help himself and, just like before, started mocking Su Yang.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xinxue retorted, "Su Yang is not a burden, and besides, I'm willing! It's none of your business!"

He Dazhuang saw Wu Xinxue move even closer to Su Yang as she spoke, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

Su Yang kicked him directly, and He Dazhuang's body was thrown backward by the force, his head hitting the carriage with a "thud".

He winced in pain, "Su Yang, you dare to hit me? Believe me, I'll tell..."

Su Yang raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Who are you going to tell?"

He Dazhuang was stunned.

Yes, we're not at the 49 City Re-education Camp or the Third Detention Center.

No one will care about him anymore.

Then he remembered that Su Yang had killed someone on the train. A cold wind blew in from the truck tarpaulin, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"I...I won't stoop to your level." He Dazhuang's voice softened, and he moved his body away from Su Yang.

The others watched this scene and chuckled to themselves, but none of them spoke up to stop it.

Those who survived the chaos of war have their own wisdom in dealing with things, the most important of which is: mind your own business.

......

The truck struggled through the thick snow, bumping along for nearly an hour before finally coming to a stop.

"Section Chief Liu is back?"

"Yes, this trip was freezing! The driver's cab of this vehicle is drafty, and my legs were numb with cold."

"Hey! I offered you a drink in the car but you wouldn't drink, serves you right!"

"Drinking leads to trouble, and I'm on official business right now."

"I'm a driver and I'm not afraid of drinking and causing trouble, what are you afraid of!"

Amidst a cacophony of laughter, shouts, and curses, the tarpaulin in the back of the truck was opened.

Liu Mancang stood at the back of the car and said with a smile, "Get out of the car, everyone. Cooperate with the security department for registration and inspection. After that, I'll take you to get your reports."

Upon hearing this, everyone rubbed their slightly numb legs, picked up their belongings, and got off the carriage.

After getting off the bus, everyone instinctively wanted to line up. Liu Mancang smiled and said, "Relax, everyone relax. From now on, we are all brothers and sisters of the working class."

Everyone then realized their changed status, and several of the women had tears in their eyes.

After getting out of the car, Su Yang began to observe his surroundings.

They are now at the entrance of a factory area surrounded by high walls, with an old gatehouse on one side of the entrance.

A brand-new wooden sign hangs on the gatehouse, with the words "Shenzhou State-owned Limin Flour Factory" written in red paint.

Outside the gate was a fairly wide cement road. There seemed to be no neighbors on either side of the flour mill, and across the street was a field covered with thick snow, a vast expanse of white.

One of the two large iron gates was open, making it difficult to see inside. However, one could see towering chimneys belching thick smoke and hear the deep rumble of machinery. The air was filled with a rich aroma mixed with the scent of wheat and dust.

Two security guards, a man and a woman, stepped forward and conducted a simple body search on the group, and also checked everyone's bags before they were allowed to enter the factory area.

After entering, Liu Mancang explained to everyone, "There are many bad elements and enemy agents outside now. Our flour factory is a key unit to protect people's livelihood. From now on, everyone must cooperate with body searches when entering and leaving the factory."

After saying that, he added a few more words of advice, "If you are harassed by the security personnel, as long as they don't go too far, don't resist. The security department is not under the jurisdiction of our factory, and if you make a big fuss, the factory can't speak up for you."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Su Yang noticed that Wu Xinxue was actually writing down Liu Mancang's words in a small notebook. He smiled and didn't stop her.

The roads within the factory area are wide, and the snow has been cleared to the sides, revealing the black cinder road surface.

Rows of brick-and-mortar factory buildings, some tall and some short, stand in neat rows.

Occasionally, workers wearing dark blue or white overalls, masks, and hats would walk by, all in a hurry.

Everything was filled with the backward industrial atmosphere unique to state-owned factories, reminiscent of old movies in Su Yang's memory, only rougher and more authentic.

The group stopped in front of a brand-new three-story red brick office building.

"Everyone, don't crowd, follow me to the second floor!" Liu Mancang called out.

There were many rooms on the second floor. Liu Mancang led them to an office on the first floor of the office building with a sign that read "Personnel Department".

The office was warm because of the stove.

A woman in her early thirties was writing something at her desk.

"Sister Zhang, the people are here. Here's the list." Liu Mancang handed the list to the woman. "Except for this one named Wu Xinxue, the others will be assigned to the production workshop. You can decide on the specific positions based on the vacancies."

"I understand, Section Chief Liu."

The woman, referred to as Sister Zhang, adjusted her glasses, carefully glanced through the list, and then looked up to examine Wu Xinxue and Su Yang.

Wu Xinxue's appearance caused a flicker of surprise in her eyes, while Su Yang's age made her gaze linger for a few more seconds.

However, she quickly realized that the child was most likely a family member.

"Everyone line up, one at a time!" she said to the others.

"Wu Xinxue, bring your brother and come with me!" Liu Mancang waved to Wu Xinxue.

Wu Xinxue looked at Su Yang, and Su Yang nodded with a smile.

The three of them left the personnel department and went straight to the third floor, stopping in front of an office with a sign that read "Publicity Department".

Liu Mancang straightened his clothes, grinned, and made his smile even brighter before knocking on the door.

"Enter!"

The person inside responded, and Liu Mancang pushed open the door and entered, followed closely by Wu Xinxue and Su Yang.

"Honey, are you tired from work? Would you like me to get you a glass of water?"

There were four people in the office, all of them women. As soon as Liu Mancang entered, he went to the single desk and fawned over a woman in her thirties who wore glasses.

The other women in the office covered their mouths, looking like they wanted to laugh but dared not.

Su Yang couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Liu Mancang appears capable and efficient on the outside, but it turns out he's a henpecked husband.

Xu Hongyan put down her pen, took off her glasses, rubbed her eyes, and looked at Liu Mancang with a helpless expression, saying, "How many times have I told you, you have to use your job title when you're at work."

"Yes, Section Chief Xu."

"Pfft!" One of the women couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then the other two women were infected by her laughter, and the three of them burst into laughter.

Xu Hongyan's fair cheeks flushed slightly from the laughter. She couldn't help but lightly slap her husband, then angrily retorted to the others, "What are you laughing at? Aren't you going to do your work?"