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(One hundred and two) Autumn ends and winter begins

It was already late autumn, the calm sky was spotless, and the endless cold air was born. After a tense harvest, everything on the earth began to fade in a blink of an eye. The leaves fell one by one, with a hint of regret, and painted a layer of yellowish color on every corner of the small town.

On the 10th of this month, everyone exclaimed that their salary was reduced again. Angry, people found the workshop. The follower director explained that because of difficulties in developing new products, the factory was preparing to withdraw some funds to go to Jiangnan to buy new equipment. Why did the workers' wages be deducted for purchasing equipment? Everyone surrounded the follower and asked him to give an explanation. Facing the passionate crowd, the timid follower, who was already very timid, his face turned green.

Instead of following Zhang Fatty and others to the workshop office on the second floor, I sat on the earthen sofa left by the master and looked at a high school Chinese textbook. Compared to mathematics, physics and chemistry, reading and learning of Chinese is relatively simple and comfortable for me. I basically read through the Chinese textbooks for three years of high school, and I have basically mastered the key points and grammar and sentence structures. If I only took one Chinese subject in the college entrance examination, I would dare to go to the college entrance examination room now.

"Wu Ping, why didn't you go to the second floor to find a workshop to review?" Senior Brother Xiao Cai pushed the door angrily, followed by Fatty Zhang, Xiao Li and his group.

"You guys have found it, is it useful?" I raised my face and glanced at him.

"Xiao Wu is not short of money. He is not hungry for one person to eat and his whole family is not hungry. Unlike us, we are all here, we just want this little salary." Fatty Zhang curled his lips and teased at me.

"Don't talk nonsense! Why is Xiao Wu not short of money? Can money still bite his hands? Xiao Wu saw through it and knew that following you fooled it like this will not solve the problem." Xiao Li stroked the black hair on his cheek and said to Fatty Zhang dissatisfiedly.

"You said you don't make trouble or not, can you solve the problem?" Fatty Zhang was already angry, but was choked by Xiao Li, and suddenly became angry again.

"What's the use of finding a workshop? Can this follower solve the problem? If you want to find it, you have to find the old monkey. It's all his fault. Why didn't there be these things when Mr. Cui was stuck there?" Xiao Li himself didn't buy Lao Zhang's account, and now he was excited and shouted.

"That's right, although Lao Cui is a little lustful, he is much better than the old monkey. At least we have not deducted our salary and no bonuses." Everyone followed suit.

I had no intention of hearing them quarrel, so I quietly got up, opened the door and walked out. In the workshop, I saw Squad Leader Xu walking towards me, so I quickly turned around and turned into the middle of two rows of moving yarn machines. When I looked up, I saw Xiao Meihua on duty.

"Thank you, I invited me to watch a movie last time." I have not thanked her since she invited me to watch a movie last time.

"What are you thanking? Didn't you just watch a movie?" Xiao Meihua's forehead was shining with shiny sweat beads.

"I...I'll treat you to a meal?" I said a little embarrassedly.

"Forget it, now everyone has only paid this little salary, and I don't know what will happen in the future." Xiao Meihua glanced at me, turned around and started working quickly.

Seeing Xiao Meihua ignore her, I took a step in disappointment and walked towards the workshop gate. After leaving the workshop, crossing the asphalt road with leaves falling, I came to the weaving workshop opposite. The sound of the machine was roaring and deafening, but it was extremely quiet at this moment. All the weaving machines stopped. In the huge space, there were only a few people on duty.

I walked up to a female worker on duty and greeted her softly. She was sitting on a chair, knitting her sweater boredly, looking up to see that it was me, with a look of surprise on her face.

"What's going on? Why is the workshop discontinued?" I looked around the empty workshop and asked inquiringly.

"I informed me a few days ago and the production will be stopped after noon today." The female worker replied with a wry smile.

"Now the corduroy is gone, are you still weaving the white silk fabrics of the past?" I was anxious to know an answer.

"We don't know much, but I heard that it is not easy to sell white silk fabrics now. Is it still weaving? The factory said it is being studied." The female worker shook her head in dismay.

After get off work that day, I took a shower and did not go back to the guesthouse. Instead, I followed Renmin Road to face east, turned over the ancient bell tower, left the Nanmen Bridge, crossed the canal dam, and came to the long-lost canal beach. Looking at a group of geese returning south in the sunset, I held my energy and practiced the Lu family eight-style small grab that I had learned twice.

On an autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick. A crescent moon is quietly hanging in the southwest horizon. The cold moonlight sprinkles on the earth. The water of the canal is like a star-shining Milky Way, stretching into the distance. I didn't have dinner, but I didn't feel hungry at all. I heard the chirping sound of autumn insects, and looked at the winding figure of the weeping willows, thinking about my own thoughts. To be honest, I am tired of the unchanging life in front of me, and longing for a complete change from my heart. However, since the weaving workshop has stopped production today, I know that a stable life will not last long, and I have to worry about the future. If the cotton mill is an old ginkgo tree, is the old monkey doing this, is it saving this endangered tree or devouring its last fruit, and doesn't care about the life or death of the big tree at all? A real crisis has spread in everyone's heart.

The cold moonlight shines on the Grand Canal, the fish scales are wavy, the river is dark green, and the boat shadows are ignorant, forming a harmonious picture. The scorching heat has finally passed, and this turbulent and sad summer has become an unforgettable memory for me in the years to come.

One weekend before the beginning of winter, my father, who hadn't entered the city for a long time, suddenly came. I thought something had happened at home, so hesitated for a long time before he hesitating to tell me hesitantly that the second concubine had asked me another partner.

"This time it's definitely reliable. It's much better than your classmate Sanya last time. Especially since the family is in good condition, there is only one younger brother. Your mother and I are very satisfied." Dad looked at me and licked his face and said.

"You two are satisfied, why are you still coming to me for?" This almost ridiculous thing made me feel a little ridiculous.

"What are you talking about? You are not talking about your wife, you are talking about your wife, of course you have to see it yourself." My father held his breath and did not get angry, as if he had changed someone else.

"You still know you are talking about your wife to me? I can't understand. You had "Xiao Erhei Marriage" at that time. What's the age now? Why do you still think about arranging marriages all day long?" Although I was so angry, I still hugged my father's appearance, and I still hugged the anger in my heart.

"We have made an appointment and want to take you to the girl's house for a blind date tomorrow." My father did not take my emotions into consideration and was still persuading himself.

"I won't go, I want to go by myself." I didn't want to give my father any more hope, so I refused with a gloomy face.

My father probably had expected my attitude. Although his face was a little ugly for a moment, he still advised me kindly: "Daping, you are not young anymore. Those who are about the same age as you have become relatives. Some children will leave. Ergoudan's wife is pregnant with a second child."

I'm talking about Ergoudan again? My fire came out again, so I just turned my face and stopped looking at him. Seeing that I didn't refute, my father thought I might be a little "open" and quickly struck while the iron was hot and continued to play the emotional card: "My mother and I were already anxious about your marriage, but we were afraid of being wronged by our son, so we have been helping you carefully select. This time, the girl introduced by the second concubine is not like her niece Sanya. We have secretly seen it. She looks really good. Her father is an accountant in the brigade and has an older brother working in another place, so we made the decision and helped you agree."

My father was still nagging endlessly. For a moment, I felt a turbid air in my lungs constantly expanding, and it was already unbearable and unhappy.

I stood up beside the bed, stared at me with a daze, and interrupted my father: "Stop talking! Don't worry about you and your mother, I just don't want to find a home."

My father originally thought he saw hope, but he didn't expect me to be stubborn. He looked at me with depressed eyes, his lips twitched for a long time before shouting: "Don't think it's great to enter the city. You know the conditions of our family. You are just an ordinary little worker. You can find it yourself? What can you find!"

The fire in my heart finally couldn't help but shouted to my father unyieldingly: "Don't worry about my business!"

My father's mouth trembled and his eyes were messy. He was defeated helplessly in my roar. Seeing that I was really invincible, he could only push up the old "big golden deer" and leave in a panic. When I understood and chased out of the guesthouse gate, my father had already stepped on the red brick path.

I shouted at his back twice, but my father didn't look back. I thought that he had ridden for about a hundred miles in the morning and didn't even drink saliva, so I couldn't help feeling guilty. I wanted to chase him and advised him to leave tomorrow, but after opening his mouth a few times, he didn't have the courage to quarrel with him.
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