Chapter 1434: Red Sleeves Add Fragrance at Night

"Didn't Third Aunt come with you?"

Li Xuewu scrutinized Wen Saner; he was thinner than when he returned from Hong Kong at the beginning of the year.

"Listening to Guodong, Third Aunt has been nourishing your body; how come you're getting thinner the more you nourish?"

"Have I gotten thinner?"

Wen Saner looked at himself, unaware, and only said after a long while, "I even feel like I've gotten fatter."

"Hehe—" Li Xuewu chuckled and looked at him strangely, saying, "Take it easy, don't risk your life; even if you want to add a younger brother or sister for Wen Yuan, there's no need to be so desperate."

"Are you lecturing me?"

Wen Saner glanced at him amusedly and then looked at the girl cutting watermelon in the kitchen.

Graceful and youthful.

"Ahem, we're all friends."

Li Xuewu reached out to pick up his teacup and coughed slightly to explain, meaning don't misunderstand.

Wen Saner thought to himself, I can't misunderstand; I don't know how many "friends" you have, but doesn't Biaozi know?

"Eat watermelon; it's very sweet."

Zhou Xiaoling came out of the kitchen holding a tray, her smile sweeter than the watermelon in her hands.

"How should I address you?" Wen Saner first looked at Li Xuewu and then asked her, "Judging by your temperament, you must be from the Red Star Art Troupe, right?"

"You're being a bit cheeky—"

Li Xuewu glared at him and put down the teacup to introduce to Zhou Xiaoling, "Call him Third Uncle."

"Why call him Third Uncle? Call him Third Brother."

Wen Saner was very mischievous and said to Zhou Xiaoling with a smile, "I look old, but my actual age is about the same as yours; calling me Third Brother is just right."

"That might not be appropriate—" Zhou Xiaoling smiled, put down the tray, picked up a piece of watermelon, and handed it to him, saying, "I'm a good friend and sister of Li Xue; I have to call you whatever she calls you; I can't be a generation off."

"Hey—" Wen Saner's gaze was strange, glancing at Li Xuewu with a bit of teasing, meaning how could you even bring yourself to do this?

"Then I have to call you Third Uncle, otherwise Li Xue will make a scene with me when I go back." He took the watermelon with a smile and praised her while scrutinizing her, "You are really beautiful."

"Thank you for the compliment; I won't be modest."

Zhou Xiaoling confidently smiled and handed another piece of watermelon to Li Xuewu; it was the sweetest one she had chosen.

Li Xuewu raised his chin, signaling her to just put it on the coffee table.

Wen Saner's look at him at this moment was a bit too strange and teasing, and even if his skin were thicker, he would still feel a bit embarrassed.

"The summer heat is too intense; I thought the Northeast would be cooler—"

Zhou Xiaoling followed his meaning and placed the watermelon in front of him, sitting down beside him very naturally.

She just raised her arm, flicked her hair back, and swayed the tips of her hair, emitting a burst of fragrance.

The more advanced the hunter, the more they will appear as prey; Wen Saner could even smell the bait.

At this time, he naturally wouldn't speak, just gnawed on the watermelon and watched the fun.

Li Xuewu attracting bees and butterflies wasn't just for a day or two; ever since the day he met him, his legends hadn't stopped in the alley.

Just imagine, how many years after liberation? How many big girls and little wives in the alley were conservative?

Don't ever say the folk customs were simple; this is love hormone, which has nothing to do with folk customs.

With a sturdy figure and a handsome face, big girls would blush, and little wives would feel their hearts heat up.

He was just such a guy; he hadn't stopped having girlfriends since puberty, and there were countless good sisters and good sisters-in-law.

If you ask Wen Saner if he envies him?

Do you believe him if he says he doesn't?

How crazy Li Xuewu played back then, Old Biaozi told him as a legendary story.

Why did Li Shun arrange for his son to join the army? Later on, Li Xuewu didn't even go home.

If you want to know where he is, he doesn't even know where he's sleeping tonight; it depends on whose house has time.

His parents were in poor health back then and passed away one after another, and the family property was gradually squandered.

He didn't have the next meal after the previous one and almost starved to death.

Look at Li Xuewu; if it weren't for taking care of these little brothers, he would have been eating and drinking well alone long ago.

Just imagine, which good sister-in-law or good sister could let him go hungry? Health is important.

Without a strong body, how could it work?

The impression of Li Xuewu changed, feeling like he had become a different person, when he transferred back.

When Wen Saner first saw his face, his heart skipped a beat, especially the comparison between the left and right sides.

If Li Xuewu's appearance were ordinary, this scar wouldn't be so obvious; even now, looking at him, one would often feel it was a pity.

What is called heaven's jealousy? Perhaps even God was jealous of Li Xuewu's carefree life.

But look, he ruined half his face; did the women around him stop?

Fart—they're getting more and more!

Not only are they getting more, but the quality is also getting better.

It really fits that saying: no girl is forever eighteen, but there's never a shortage of eighteen-year-old girls around Li Xuewu.

If Li Xuewu took the initiative to pursue them, an old hand in the flower bush with superb skills, he would have been convinced and admitted it.

What really made him envious and jealous was that Li Xuewu clearly put on an attitude of "keeping to oneself, staying away from flowers and grass," but those little butterflies desperately threw themselves at him, the kind that couldn't be driven away.

What's the situation with this girl named Zhou Xiaoling?

Although it was his first time seeing her, just by the way she flicked her hair and sat aside with her legs crossed, one could see that this was also an active little butterfly.

"Is it the same all over the country at this time?"

Wen Saner saw that Li Xuewu was indifferent, and the atmosphere was about to break, so he quickly added a sentence to continue it.

Nonsense, the fun hadn't been watched enough yet; how could he let the good show break? He didn't come for nothing today.

"It's hotter than Beijing anyway; I didn't feel it was this hot when I went to Guangzhou a few days ago."

Zhou Xiaoling tidied her hair, tied it up casually with a hairpin, and the protruding chin and collarbone made the atmosphere tonight even more enthusiastic.

It was just that Li Xuewu pretended not to see it, drank a sip of hot tea, broke the watermelon into small pieces, and ate them slowly.

"Don't you work at the Red Star Art Troupe?"

Wen Saner raised his eyebrows, scrutinized Zhou Xiaoling carefully, and shook his head slightly with emotion, "What a pity."

"I work at the Labor Service Company Aviation Service Team, but Third Uncle, what you said is also correct."

Zhou Xiaoling explained with a reserved smile, "I did indeed work at the Red Star Art Troupe before."

"Then you and Wang Yajuan are colleagues?"

Wen Saner was really capable of stirring up trouble; he raised his eyebrows and said, "Her younger sister works in our unit."

"We are not only colleagues, but also classmates." Zhou Xiaoling smiled and said, "We were in the same dance class, later entered the Beijing Railway Art Troupe together, and later arrived at the Red Star Factory together."

"That's really fate—"

Wen Saner glanced at Li Xuewu unobtrusively and asked with a smile, "Is she still in the Art Troupe?"

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient to ask?"

Just after he finished asking Zhou Xiaoling, he saw Li Xuewu glaring at him with slanted eyes, reminding him not to be presumptuous.

Wen Saner had already gathered the fire; how could he just extinguish it like this? He really wanted to tease Li Xuewu.

Zhou Xiaoling's performance was quite natural, and she still introduced with a smile, "There's nothing inconvenient; I transferred out of the Art Troupe last year, and she was even earlier than me."

She looked at Li Xuewu and then introduced to Wen Saner, "She is also in Steel City now; she is the head of the Liaodong Branch of the Red Star Radio Station of the Group's Literary Publishing House."

"She is also the person in charge of the Propaganda Section of the Metallurgical Plant."

"Oh—I really just found out."

Wen Saner nodded in sudden realization, looking as if he had really just found out; he had forgotten that it was him who said just now that Wang Yamei also worked in his unit.

Zhou Xiaoling seemed not to care about these things at all and introduced him to some situations of the Aviation Service Team.

Wen Saner also feigned ignorance of the flight attendant profession, pretending to be stupid and asking some rookie questions.

Just from what Li Xuewu knew, he was raising a flight attendant in Hong Kong; could he not understand the flight attendant profession?

I'm afraid there wasn't a single place on her body he didn't understand.

"Help me go to the study and see if that kid is reading seriously, and by the way, help me find a copy of the History of Ming."

Li Xuewu saw that they had talked enough, and only then said this to Zhou Xiaoling.

"Okay, call me again if you need anything."

Without a bit of reluctance, and even less disappointment at being sent away, her performance made even Wen Saner feel it was commendable.

"Alright, it's time to reel in the line."

Watching the graceful figure walking to the study, Wen Saner shifted his butt closer and said to Li Xuewu with raised eyebrows in a low voice, "How big a fish are you still trying to catch?"

"It seems that Third Aunt staying in Beijing was a mistake; someone like you can cause trouble wherever you go."

Li Xuewu glanced at him and said indifferently, "Your body is already so depleted, yet you still don't delay in having wild thoughts."

"I have wild thoughts!" Wen Saner widened his eyes and said, "No, where is my body depleted!"

He raised his arm, deliberately revealing his muscles, and said, "See that? A real man—"

"You'd better take it easy, or you'll explode."

Li Xuewu looked at that muscle amusedly; it wasn't even as big as a balloon inflated by a fart.

Wen Saner curled his lips, picked up the teacup and took a gulp, saying, "Only the magistrate is allowed to set fires!"

"Hehe—" Li Xuewu chuckled, looked at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense; did I let you come to Liaodong to watch the fun?"

"It doesn't delay work." Wen Saner smiled, signaled in the direction of the study, and said, "Keep your Third Uncle in mind if there are such girls in the future."

"I'm afraid you'll die before you succeed."

Li Xuewu hummed lightly and said, "Biaozi said your love debts in Hong Kong can't be paid off, yet you still want the ones in the mainland?"

"Oh, there's also a Peach, right?"

He turned his head and stared at Wen Saner, reminding him, "If you let Third Aunt speak, I'll have to..."

"Hey—just kidding—"

Wen Saner waved his hand, sighed lightly and said, "Those were all just acting on the spot; I was also forced by circumstances; you also know I'm a decent person."

"Don't ruin the word 'decent'."

Li Xuewu took a sip of tea and said indifferently, "I still have to use it later."

"You're not a good person either."

Wen Saner chuckled, straightened his body, and seeing that there was no movement from the study, became more serious and said, "I met Zhou Ya Mei before I came."

"And it wasn't just Zhou Ya Mei; Guodong, Yu Li, Teacher Wu, we chatted a bit."

He looked at Li Xuewu and explained, "The result of our preliminary discussion is that the three systems of the Recycling Station, Shunfeng Trading, and Dongfeng Shipping are a bit messy."

"Hmm, that is indeed the case."

Li Xuewu nodded, looked at him and said, "Continue; it would be best if you have a way to solve it."

"We are also discussing how to handle it."

Wen Saner explained softly, "The most suitable and convenient way to manage it is to integrate these resources."

The words he blurted out were all learned from Li Xuewu, such as integrating resources.

Of course, this also proved that everyone was actively learning and striving for progress.

"Looking at it now, it's unrealistic to knead the three projects together, and it's a bit conflicting."

He adjusted his sitting posture, leaned slightly toward Li Xuewu and said, "Especially the Recycling Station system; I think it's better to keep a base."

"Be prepared for danger in times of peace—"

Before Li Xuewu could speak, he actively emphasized, "Your current identity is increasingly unsuitable for coming forward to solve the Recycling Station problem; we have also considered this."

Wen Saner pointed his finger a few times and continued, "What we are discussing is that there shouldn't be your shadow in these projects in the future; the influence isn't very good."

"Small matters can be handled by Guodong; he now has some influence in the neighborhood."

"Was Guodong's matter handled?"

Li Xuewu was savoring the tea; when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly; Guodong had told him about this.

Wen Saner nodded with a smile and explained, "He was so generous; how could the neighborhood not show something?"

"Count the whole Beijing; how many neighborhoods have opened seven small industries in one breath? Jiaodaokou is tough now."

He rubbed his fingers and said, "Small collectives and small industries have been set up, and Guodong doesn't lack channels; with an economic foundation, it's convenient for the neighborhood to do anything."

"Just last month, Old Liu was transferred to Xinjiekou as the number one; didn't he also borrow this east wind?"

The Old Liu that Wen Saner mentioned had some origins with Li Xuewu; he was the one Li Xuewu went to visit with two bottles of wine after transferring back; he was the one who helped arrange the work at the Red Star Factory.

"Alright, a big tree attracts the wind."

Li Xuewu nodded and said affirmatively, "Otherwise, it would make it difficult for Godmother."

"I also think handing it over is a good thing." Wen Saner raised his head slightly, looked at him and said, "How many people in the neighborhood were absorbed by those small industries? If they were still held in hand, something would go wrong sooner or later."

"Even if the neighborhood doesn't look for trouble with us, who can guarantee that those people won't have crooked thoughts?"

He looked far ahead, his thinking was also very clear, pointed his finger at the sofa armrest and said, "Now is the right time for Guodong to retire successfully; everyone has face."

"Look, Guodong is generous, and the neighborhood also does things; his identity has become important instead."

Wen Saner's fingers grabbed, raised his eyebrows and said, "Without desire, one is strong; he took the initiative to let go, and people are reluctant to leave him; isn't it still him who arranges people?"

"Liu Guangfu, right." Li Xuewu put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a smile, "How is he?"

"Hey, he's doing great—"

Wen Saner raised his chin and said, "Who is as awesome as him? He bought another heavy-duty tricycle and hung it in the transport team to earn rent."

"His eldest brother came home to stir up trouble, the brothers had a fight, Liu Guangqi stood in the stairwell and scolded the street, saying he would never come back to this home again."

He said that the gossip about the former neighbors in the courtyard also felt quite funny, shook his head slightly and said, "His mother is finished; it's only a year or two at most."

"Second Aunt? Is her body not working?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "She looked fine when we moved last year; is it finished already?"

"Hey, Guodong told me this too."

Wen Saner nodded and said, "With that illness, what kind of good person can withstand the torture?"

"It's also Old Liu's own sin; if it weren't for the ghost thoughts at the beginning, how could it backfire on his own family?"

"Liu Haizhong was so rampant back then!"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "There was no one left in the courtyard; it was almost unable to hold him; now he understands life."

"It's just that he makes trouble, and his family suffers; Liu Guangfu is a filial son; you saved his life."

"I can't count that as saving a life."

Li Xuewu shook his head slightly, picked up the watermelon he had just broken and ate it in small bites, and said, "What about the First Uncle?"

"He's not doing well either; he always says he's tired."

Wen Saner nodded, sighed and said, "He almost died back then; how did he get saved? His body is also depleted."

"Seeing Sha Zhu told me that First Aunt's body was not good to begin with, and now First Uncle is also barely supporting."

"He still has several years before retirement."

Li Xuewu thought for a while and said, "The group is currently undergoing technical innovation; he is a treasure in any workshop as an eighth-level worker; he can't be tired."

"I don't know much about that; Seeing Sha Zhu also told me about this; he is also preparing to have a child."

Wen Saner smiled and explained, "I asked him who would look after the child; he said First Aunt can't look after it anymore."

"If you ask me, it's all because of moving."

He glanced at Li Xuewu, nodded slightly and said, "The feng shui has changed, the environment has changed; young people are still okay and can adapt, but those who are older will all be finished."

"Nonsense, baseless."

Li Xuewu looked at him and said indifferently, "Don't talk nonsense like this outside; don't look for trouble for yourself."

"I know, I'm not stupid—"

Wen Saner tilted his head and said, "Even those two years I went out, I told people I was working in Steel City."

"Don't move the Recycling Station for now; adjust the business." Li Xuewu thought for a while and said, "Except for the Recycling Station and large warehouse in Jiaodaokou, Beijing, move the recycling stations in other places under Shunfeng Trading."

"We also mean that."

Wen Saner said cautiously, "The recycling stations in Jicheng, Jinmen, Xinjiang, and Steel City are all hanging sheep heads to sell dog meat; basically, they don't do waste recycling business anymore."

He spread his palms and said, "The distribution business in hand is too busy; the Red Star Steel Group's economic construction and trade development are too fast; we can't keep up."

"You might not know that several distribution companies have entered the Jinmen Trade Management Center again."

Wen Saner explained, "They are the same nature as our Shunfeng Trading; they are all shells within shells."

"The specific background relationships can all be adjusted, but what's the use even if you know who it is?"

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I believe the Jinmen Trade Management Center also hopes more for the appearance of these distribution units, otherwise there wouldn't be the situation of entering."

"Where is there a long-term business where one family dominates?"

Li Xuewu nodded and said while eating watermelon, "This is a good thing, at least it's a good thing for the current Shunfeng Trading."

"I know these joint-venture trading companies you just mentioned; Jinyuan belongs to Jinmen Aquatic Products, Jingda belongs to Beijing Chemical, and Boyun belongs to the Credit Union."

He put down the watermelon rind in his hand, took a towel to wipe his hands, and said, "The Supply and Marketing General Company also participated; it was the Beijing and Jinmen Supply and Marketing Branch Companies that did the procurement and coordination distribution business."

"I'm relieved now that you've said that."

Wen Saner nodded and said, "With more distribution companies, Shunfeng Trading is also safe."

"It's just Director Li and the Jinmen Aquatic Products side..." He asked hesitantly, "After that incident, Zhou Xiaoling left; what should be done about the wages and so on?"

"Calculate what should be calculated, pay what should be paid." Li Xuewu said indifferently, "If there is Shunfeng Trading, there is Shunshui Trading; just set up another joint-venture company and use a shell."

"Oh—I understand—"

Wen Saner nodded in realization and said, "Then use Shunshui Joint-Venture Trading to do the distribution business of Shunfeng Trading, and then use Shunshui Trading to pay them?"

"Do whatever is appropriate, do whatever is convenient." Li Xuewu said indifferently, "Although this cake is small and doesn't look eye-catching, it won't work if it's gone."

He looked at Wen Saner and said, "They don't remember how much wages they got each month, but they remember that the wages are gone."

"Alas, Zhou Xiaoling left; we lost a lucky general." Wen Saner shook his head with emotion, "It was hard to cultivate her; it's a pity."

"Don't cut off her share either."

Li Xuewu said indifferently, "Guodong can contact her; send it to her regularly; don't miss anything."

"Of course, I told Guodong."

Wen Saner raised his eyebrows and emphasized, "Our own people will never miss anything, unless she doesn't admit she is our own people."

"Stop talking nonsense, do more things."

Li Xuewu looked at him and said, "Leave the integration of Recycling Station resources by Shunfeng Trading to Wu Shuping and Zhou Ya Mei; you take up the work of Dongfeng Shipping."

"I don't care how you fix it; three years later, the Yingcheng Port Area will start operation; you have to get half of the near-sea transport trade volume, so that you will have the right to speak."

"Understood, sit at the table and eat—"

Wen Saner nodded and replied, "If we can't get to the table, we'll become the dish on the table."

He smiled and said, "But I'm not worried; the Investigation Department treats us like gods of wealth; I'm not worried about the safety of near-sea transport."

"Don't make it too much—"

Li Xuewu reminded him amusedly and angrily, "Who the hell taught you that? Anti-aircraft machine guns are placed flat; are you a cargo ship or a warship?"

"We really didn't think of this; do you think we have that kind of ruthlessness?"

Wen Saner said bitterly, "The ships of Dongfeng Shipping have principles and rules when they go out to sea."

"They don't interfere with business problems, and we don't need to worry about safety problems; they are just earning this money."

He spread his hands and said, "Especially now that they see money, if someone comes to rob the ship, those kids are all red-eyed; they dare to bring anything onto the ship."

"Still need to pay attention to the influence."

Li Xuewu, thinking of the current shipping environment, was also helpless; there were pirates in this era; do you believe it?

But then again, there were pirates in later generations, but not the traditional pirates who wore eye patches and carried curved knives on their waists.

Those people in the Investigation Department were too bold; it was one thing to bring anti-aircraft machine guns up, but they even dared to use them.

This thing had a deterrent effect as soon as it was displayed, and if they really fought, what could withstand it?

"Zhou Ya Mei returns to Beijing, I go to Dongfeng Shipping, then what about Steel City?"

Wen Saner asked, "Zhou Ya Mei said she would come back twice a month, this..."

"Operate like this for now; since she has this confidence, let her try."

Li Xuewu said indifferently, "But you have to be responsible for the plan of the carriage of the sea."

"I know, she told me."

Wen Saner thought for a while and said, "Putting two ships in Bohai Bay, having income every month, is a good thing."

"I actually hope that the third ship and the fourth ship will appear as soon as possible..."

Li Xuewu looked at him and said, "When the time comes, we will let them be the first ship and the second ship."

"I understand, and I'm willing."

Wen Saner nodded and said, "But your idea is probably going to wait for a while."

"If the lifespan and luck of these carriage drivers are not enough to support them in getting big ships, we will have to wait until the Yingcheng Port Area is in operation for other big ships to come over."

"Still have to cultivate our own people."

Li Xuewu leaned back on the sofa, glanced at the movement in the study, and said, "Fat water doesn't flow to outsiders' fields, after all."

Zhou Xiaoling really wasn't specifically looking for Li Xuewu in Steel City; it was purely an accident meeting an accident.

With the transfer of some industrial equipment from the Beijing Steel Rolling Mill to the New Beijing First Factory, more and more workers came to Steel City to work through assessment.

The construction scale of the worker new village in the Steel City industrial zone was not as large as that in Beijing, and the project was approved relatively late.

According to what Li Xuewu replied to Kuang Yusheng, the steel rolling mill would move this year, and all workers could arrange problems such as food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

It was necessary to arrange for these employees to come to Steel City to work, to settle them, and to coordinate, but there had to be a process.

The Steel City worker new village was constructed together with the exhibition hall and office building, and the General Construction Company transferred many people over just to rush the construction period.

Workers who came to the Steel Rolling Mill in the early stage had no place to live and could only temporarily stay in the reception house.

How many rooms could the metallurgical plant's reception house have? It was full in a few days.

Every time the Aviation Service Team where Zhou Xiaoling was located came to Steel City, they stayed in their own unit's reception house, not the airport reception house.

When the crew members arrived at the reception house, the rooms were limited, and only some personnel could be arranged.

Zhou Xiaoling was a cadre, so naturally, she had to carry forward the style, take the initiative to coordinate the rooms, and arrange for everyone.

By the time it was her turn, she could only find a way to try her luck at other reception houses.

She really had luck; before she even walked out of the factory gate, Li Xuewu's car came out.

Seeing her carrying luggage and walking out, Li Xuewu had the driver stop the car; after Secretary Zhang Enyuan got out of the car to inquire and reported to him, Li Xuewu let her get in the car.

He didn't have the idea of cherishing the jade, nor did he have the interest of a hero saving a beauty; he couldn't just let her sleep on the street.

At this time, not to mention the reception house in the industrial zone, but any place that could accommodate workers was used.

Really walking from the industrial zone to the city, she wouldn't be able to walk there even when it got dark; she would be exhausted.

Zhou Xiaoling herself also sighed at the impermanence of the world; what you want to get most is not given to you, and just when you are about to give up, God comes to tease you again.

She really didn't think about arranging for the team members and then finding Li Xuewu to act pitiful, and she didn't even go in the direction of the office building.

Because she didn't think about it at all, and wasn't sure if Li Xuewu was here; he was in charge of all the industries in Liaodong for the group and couldn't be in the office every day and every moment.

There was a toughness in her character; she thought, could she really sleep on the street?

Look, she didn't sleep on the street, but had a small villa to rest in, and an unexpected person appeared.

When Li Xuewu's car appeared and the secretary notified her to get in the car, Zhou Xiaoling almost shed tears.

A Prince Charming doesn't necessarily have to ride a white horse; a black Volga M24 is also fine.

"Should I call you Aunt Zhou? Or Sister Zhou?"

Banggeng tilted his head and scrutinized her, asking, "How old are you? How many years?"

"How many years? Is there such a way to ask age?"

Zhou Xiaoling said amusedly, "You tell me your name first, and how old you are."

"Banggeng is my nickname; you can just call me by my nickname." Banggeng looked at her cautiously and said, "I must be younger than you; do you want to tell me first?"

"A little ghost—" Zhou Xiaoling looked at him with a smile and looked at the book in his hand, asking, "Did your Uncle Li let you read this book?"

"I generally address him as Uncle Wu."

Banggeng emphasized specifically and scrutinized her again, asking, "Are you also from the Red Star Factory?"

"Hmm, how did you see that?"

Zhou Xiaoling knew that Li Xuewu was talking about things with that old lecher and it wasn't convenient for her to listen, so she very sensibly came to the study.

In order to let the living room know that she didn't have crooked thoughts, she took the initiative to chat with this child.

From the time she entered the room until dinner, and then until that skinny one came to visit, she hadn't spoken to this child yet.

Although the two hadn't officially talked yet, Banggeng wasn't unfamiliar with her.

Banggeng wasn't unfamiliar with anyone; he had gradually become familiar with the reality that this home would constantly refresh beauties.

It used to be Aunt Zhou, then Aunt Zhang, now Sister Zhou; there should be more aunts and sisters in the future; what's so unfamiliar about it, and it's not like they are staying permanently.

She came today, and another one will change tomorrow; he just needs to ensure he doesn't let anything slip.

As for remembering everyone, there's no need; it's hard to say whether this one can come next time.

His fate with these beauties depends entirely on Uncle Wu's wishes, so as not to waste spirit and time.

"I can't see it; I guessed it."

Banggeng faced her initiative very calmly and said, "Uncle Wu works at the Red Star Factory, and those who have intersections with him will mostly be people from the Red Star Factory."

"And my mother is also from the Red Star Factory; you people from the Red Star Factory are all very proud, speaking with your faces tilted up."

"Hahaha—" Zhou Xiaoling couldn't help but laugh out loud, looked at him and asked, "We speak with our faces tilted up? What has that become?"

Speaking with the face tilted up doesn't simply refer to someone speaking with their face facing the sky, but describes confidence.

Why shouldn't people from the Red Star Steel Group be confident?

This is a group company, after all, especially known for its welfare benefits, and even applied for land from the city to build a commercial area and residential area when building the industrial zone, matched with medical resources and educational resources.

When ordinary Beijing people hadn't solved egg freedom, Red Star Factory employees could already eat fresh seafood; can you compare with this?

Relying on the factory employee certificate, they could buy non-staple food, vegetables, and meat without coupons; can you compare with this?

With the family as a unit, factory employees could apply to buy cars, bicycles, and other transportation tools, also without industrial coupons; who the hell can compare with this?

Banggeng had seen it long ago; from going to his mother's unit to play, looking at those service personnel and employees, and then looking at the neighbors outside, he could make a comparison.

For example, his mother Qin Huairu, what was she in the eyes of neighbors before? There was a lot of right and wrong in front of the widow's door.

But after his family's conditions got better, whenever his mother carried the vegetable basket brought back from the factory, neighbors only had envy, took the initiative to greet his mother, and the expression his mother had when responding was this one.

Speaking with the face tilted up, this Sister Zhou is the same, quite confident.

"You said your mother is from the Red Star Factory?"

After laughing, Zhou Xiaoling looked at Banggeng and asked, "Which unit is she in, and what is her name?"

"I don't even intend to tell you my own name, can I tell you my mother's name?"

Banggeng rolled his eyes at her and said, "Do you think I have to follow you just because you look good?"

"Hahaha—" Zhou Xiaoling discovered for the first time that chatting with a child was particularly interesting.

Her laughter reached the living room, causing Li Xuewu to glance over here.

Banggeng felt that her laugh point was a bit low; could it be that he was so charming?

She wouldn't have fallen in love with him, would she?

He looked at this girl suspiciously; her appearance was naturally no problem, and speaking a bit vaguely wasn't a problem either; it was just that her age was a bit old.

Grandma said that a woman three years older holds gold bricks; he is fourteen this year, she must be twenty, right?

So, at least six years older, holding two gold bricks?

It's not impossible, right...

"Second brother, are you asleep?"

Zhou Xiaoling was wearing white silk pajamas with floral patterns, appearing graceful.

Li Xuewu looked back at her, nodded and said: "Not yet, why haven't you rested yet, it's very late."

"New environment, a bit unable to sleep."

Zhou Xiaoling gathered her courage, stepped on soft-soled cotton-linen slippers and walked into his study.

"Who is that person you asked me to call Third Uncle?" She made small talk: "Quite interesting."

"Do you know Shen Guodong?"

Li Xuewu turned back, looked at the big book on the desk and said casually: "They are together."

"I know Manager Shen, who in our factory doesn't know him." Zhou Xiaoling walked gracefully to his side, stood by the desk, and said: "I have seen Manager Shen, just haven't seen this Third Uncle, he really can talk."

"He just relies on that mouth to make a living."

Li Xuewu muttered, raised his head and looked at her with scattered hair and asked: "Are you not flying tomorrow?"

"Flying, but it will be in the evening."

Zhou Xiaoling seemed very worried about hearing him say words to drive her out the door, that would be too embarrassing.

Her already small courage was rapidly depleting, she was more afraid of this second brother.

"I can't help you if you can't sleep."

Li Xuewu smiled and said: "If you are bold enough, I will go downstairs and get a stick."

"Knock me out?" Zhou Xiaoling saw him joking, so she also relaxed a little and said something playful.

Who hasn't thought about the matter of red sleeves adding fragrance when they were young; what kind of feeling is it when a beauty visits you while you are reading late at night.

"Knocking you out is making a mistake."

Li Xuewu smiled and said: "I mean give you a stick to go back to sleep, this way you have a sense of security."

"Do I still lack a sense of security in your house?"

Zhou Xiaoling smiled beautifully and said: "With you here, the thing I lack the least is a sense of security."

Saying this, her eyes couldn't help but glance at the pistol placed next to the fountain pen on the desk.

This is really not ambiguous at all, not leaving the gun when reading, how cautious must he be when working.

"It's my lack of consideration." Li Xuewu seemed to have remembered something, sighed and said: "The relocation of the steel rolling factory has procedures, didn't expect that plans couldn't keep up with changes, so many people came all at once."

"This is the reason why you couldn't stay in the guesthouse, but this problem will be solved by September, the worker new village is about to be completed."

"It doesn't matter, I am actually very happy to have this fate today."

Zhou Xiaoling stood on the side, fully displaying her figure, the loose pajamas couldn't block her youth.

"If the guesthouse wasn't full, I wouldn't have met you, and I wouldn't have been able to come to your house to enjoy better accommodation treatment."

"Hospitality was not good, had enough dinner, right?"

Li Xuewu looked at the big book in his hand and said: "The child downstairs is the son of Qin Huairu, the director of the group guesthouse, studying in Steel City, living with me."

"This house is also rented by me, usually don't cook much, eating is a problem for both of us."

"It's already very good, what else can be said about the restaurant's dishes." Zhou Xiaoling was afraid of Li Xuewu being polite, she smiled and said: "I want to keep my figure, don't dare to eat too much."

It seemed to be an explanation for why she didn't eat much for dinner, but she could lead the topic to the direction she wanted to say.

Even if Li Xuewu didn't pick up her topic, he couldn't help but look at her.

Sure enough, Li Xuewu didn't pick up her words, but the sweeping gaze made her body numb.

Not having experienced human affairs yet, she had both expectations and fears about that kind of thing, it must be someone she likes, right?

"How old is he? Is he fifteen?"

Zhou Xiaoling saw him not speaking, she couldn't not speak, could only pull the topic to Banggeng.

Li Xuewu nodded and said: "Not fifteen, fourteen, school not finished, came to Steel City to apprentice, temporarily living with me."

"He told me, it wasn't you who asked him to read."

Zhou Xiaoling sized up his side face, it was the side with the scar, because she felt that this half of Li Xuewu's face looked more masculine and had more temperament.

"It's his teacher, this is his teacher's house." Li Xuewu raised his head and looked at her, and said: "If you can't sleep, you can find a book to read, the books in the study are all his teacher's collection."

"Oh, I don't read much."

Zhou Xiaoling straightened her hair by her ear a bit embarrassedly, didn't dare to look into his eyes and said: "Can't read into it."

"Then chat?"

Li Xuewu saw her appearance, sighed helplessly in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, put away the book and nodded, signaling her to sit down and talk.

Zhou Xiaoling was secretly happy in her heart, if she could sit down and talk, that would be the best, preferably sitting on the bed and talking.

Today's opportunity was really too rare, she couldn't guarantee whether she would have another chance to step into this home, nor could she guarantee whether she would have another chance to be alone in a room with him.

"Second brother, did I disturb your reading?"

She was quite sensible, and also more green tea, she had already sat down, only then said this sentence.

If she had already realized this problem, shouldn't she have taken the initiative to leave?

"No, I'm used to it, read a little every day."

Li Xuewu smiled and said to her: "Young people should still have the habit of reading and learning."

"Don't need much, read one chapter every day, slowly accumulate it, learning has gains."