Climbing the canal weir and looking into the distance, the sunset shone on the wide Grand Canal, like thousands of golden needles shining. The small steamer whistled and plowed the rippling river surface, dragging the cargo ship behind him, pushing up layers of golden waves.

I slowly walked down the river beach, waded through the lush weeds, walked to a raised open space, took off my sweatshirt, bare my back, stretched my arms and legs, stretched my muscles and bones, silently recited the master's formula several times in my mind, and began to practice the "twelve-style small grabbing" of the Lu family that I had not finished. I haven't practiced for many days, and the whole set of techniques was a little unfamiliar. I tried five or six times before I connected my aura until I was sweating profusely and panting before I stopped.

The night was thick, and the dark red sunset began to fade, and the river beach was blurred, and the air was filled with a hint of warm grass fragrance. Today, Sister Hong was in middle school, and our cram school was not in class. On a whim, she did not return to Xizhangzhuang after get off work, but came out of the city to relax. She wanted to relax and pick her up after 12 o'clock after Sister Hong got off middle school. Now, the people in the timber mill are panicked and the management is becoming more and more relaxed. I am afraid that something will happen. As long as Sister Hong is in middle school or night school, I will insist on picking her up and dropping off her.

Looking at the disappearance of people, I took off all my clothes, plunged into the river, swam back and forth happily, got ashore in the evening breeze, put on my clothes again, and began to walk back slowly.

This morning, the working group held a factory-wide staff meeting, conveying that after more than three months of investigation and research, they formulated a ten thousand-word reform plan, and published it for everyone to discuss. The essence of this report is to implement contract management, by publicly competing for factory directors to the whole society, let an economic capable person manage us, lead us to fight against the storm in the tide of the market economy, learn to swim, and then revitalize the former glory of the cotton mill. As soon as this contract management report was released, it immediately caused a huge wave in the venue like a heavy bomb.

"Contracting management is good! It will work if you have a 'contract'!" A bunch of Mao Xiaoli took the lead and shouted.

"What a f*ck! How can the country's property be given to private individuals!" Fatty Zhang jumped up beside me.

"Firmly support the working group!" A bunch of Mao Xiaoli continued to shout excitedly.

"Damn it, isn't this going to work hard for capitalists?" Fatty Zhang cursed at the back of Xiao Li's head.

"Fatty Zhang, contracting and management is what our superiors require." Xiao Li turned around and said fiercely to Fat Zhang.

"You guy knows nothing! No matter how hard the Nanman made trouble in the past, the styling mill was still in the public, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. Now he has the private contract, and I have the final say. I don't just do whatever I want to do?" Fatty Zhang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and his small eyes were wide open.

"What era is now? Do you still think that the spinning mill is your own home. Do you want to do whatever you want? You can steal things if you want?" Xiao Li said provocatively with his neck twitched.

"A tuft of hair, don't stand and talk without a pain in your back. You kid have never stole things from the factory." Fatty Zhang was exposed in public and was furious and couldn't stop yelling.

"What are you two calling? You clamp yourself first, what's going on?" Old Master Huang couldn't stand watching from the side, so he inserted it between them and persuaded him.

On the rostrum, the working group representatives continued to announce that the monthly salary would be released in time, which immediately attracted thunderous applause from the audience. Just like a dying seedlings ushered in a light rain, people had a glimmer of hope to survive.

I walked across the Nanmen Bridge and it was completely dark. It was several hours before Sister Hong got off work. I thought about going to the library in the factory to see it, but I didn't know if it was still open. When I arrived at the intersection in the center of the city, in front of the small pony sculpture that replaced the ancient bell tower, I heard the music from the cultural center next to me, and walked in by a mysterious person. On the light court where the crowds used to be crowded, there were few people. Modern Xiao Guo was wearing a white long skirt and sat lazily on a bench beside the court, crossing his legs, and tiring his fingernails boredly.

"Hello, Teacher Guo." I walked up and stood beside Xiao Guo.

"Oh... why are you here? It's been a long time since you've been gone." Xiao Guo raised his eyes, and his delicately drawn face looked a little exaggerated.

"I will teach in the union behind you every day." I explained with a smile.

"Are you going to a cram school in the union? Why are you still thinking about taking the college entrance exam?" Xiao Guo sorted out his skirt and stood up enthusiastically.

"At my current level, I didn't dare to take the college entrance exam, I just wanted to get a high school diploma." Modern Xiao Guo's words made me feel a little embarrassed.

"Are you Lu Yu's apprentice? Are you quite pursuing?" Modern Xiao Guo praised me, "Oh... By the way, I went to the city last week and saw your master. He even asked you."

"I haven't seen him for a long time." When I mentioned the master, I felt aroused, "How is he doing recently?"

"Okay, his wife just gave birth to a fat boy, Minister Liu was so happy." Xiao Guo was quick to speak, and suddenly remembered something again, "Lu Yu said that he had changed jobs recently, had already come out of the Youth League Municipal Committee, and was in a district to be the Propaganda Minister of Standing Committee members."
Chapter completed!