"Ah Xi! You can give birth to a baby!"

The boss couldn't help but bite the widow's face. The woman was not beautiful and her hands were covered with wounds. However, she was obviously extremely diligent and could only open a paper-made shop here in Jiaozhou.

The boss obviously didn't mind beauty or ugliness. At this moment, he was very happy and rushed out and shouted: "Father! Here!"

A group of students rushed over and there were everything in the paper-tied shop, including paper of all colors, bamboo poles, wooden poles, and even wire-tied ones, packs of them, so you don’t have to worry about using them at all.

"Brother Cai said it! It is divided into two classes, one class makes small banners, small flags, one class makes large banners, and the banners are also loud and loud! "

"Okay! Brother Bin, there are more and more people now."

"Let someone maintain order and explain our demands to the people who don't know the truth! Slogans must be shouted! The momentum must be huge!"

"Yes! Brother Bin!"

At this time, at the forefront of the Chunming Street parade, Acai had a moment of fear.

He was so scared that he wanted to stop and even hide in the crowd, preferably someone else was leading the way in front of him.

It was like killing Longgang, and he would do whatever Brother Jiao ordered.

When he was in the eighth grade, the eldest brother of the ninth grade asked him about his salary for work, but Brother Jiao picked up a bench and knocked it over to the ground.

Brother Jiao is really powerful.

Acai misses Wang Jiao very much. With him here, he doesn’t have to be afraid of anything.

Even his neighbor was arrested and killed. When he was afraid, he could always go to find Brother Jiao to solve his doubts.

No one will enlighten him, no one will give him a guide.

But Brother Jiao can.

"Big Boss..."

At the front of the parade, A Cai murmured in a low voice, "Today I want to take the boss as an example, even if... next year, the boss will burn paper for me."

Perhaps the students were promoting it quickly. People came to ask what happened on Chunming Street from time to time.

Because Abin listened to Acai's instructions and went to class to do things, the other students also followed suit, and different colleges all divided the tasks.

Some students are responsible for writing cheat sheets and quickly write small notes, which are the content, time, place, and characters of the "Mingda Tragedy", and the explanations should be made clear, while the rest will not be decorated with any decoration.

Even the peddlers could clearly hear that many people were killed by some means one day. The result of this incident was that no one was accurately exposed, and the person seemed to be dying in vain.

Small notes became a propaganda manual, and there were workers changing shifts from time to time during the day. The local sugar factory in Jiaozhou is actually similar to the "Mingda Sugar Industry". In the northwest mountainous area of ​​Jiaozhou, there are large areas of sugarcane fields used to make sugar.

Because of the "Canton Fair", Mingda Sugar Industry also has a business here. It has been communicating between the two places for hundreds of years. Suddenly, such a thing happened. The students are the ones who empathized the most.

But workers from sugar factories of all sizes.

"One Thousand Three Hundred People"

There was a worker who was sucking rice noodles, wearing short beatings and wearing a pair of wooden clogs on his feet. When he heard the news, he screamed. Then he ignored half of the rice noodles and snatched a note and rushed to his factory like flying.

"White Tiger, aren't you off duty today?"

"Don't leave your mother, let's go! One thousand three hundred people died in Guangzhou!"

"What are you talking about?"

The security guard who was smoking at the entrance of the factory frowned and looked at him strangely.

"Mingda Sugar Industry's general factory! One thousand three hundred workers were burned to death by a fire!"

"I'm talking, Bai Laohu, how is this possible? You're joking."

The security guard with a cigarette in his mouth shook his head disdainfully, and was about to continue talking, but he heard a coworker in a short shirt say, "What's the situation? The street is so lively?"

"Students are asking for your appointment!"

Bai Laohu patted a short stroke on his body, then shouted, "The students from Jiaotong University are marching and demonstrating, just for this matter! I'm holding on! The students are talking to others, I can't stop going! Do you go?!"

"I'm going to be so chewy!! Really fake?! Really one, one thousand three hundred people..."

A security guard was stunned and the cigarette caught on his finger burned to the point where he came to his senses.

"Really! The students are protesting now, going to the provincial government and provincial government!"

"I'll call me! I'll call me!"

"Everyone in the factory shouted out!"

"The factory is still short of staff, go out now?"

"Are you an idiot? You don't support the students at this time? You don't support the Guangzhou guy at this time? You don't support the students today, and the students won't support you tomorrow, and you'll be disappointed!"

Bai Laohu said and started yelling again, "Will you starve to death if you earn less money for one day?! Will you go and stop for one day and go to bankrupt? Let's go and shout out at home, Brother Lard, you go and call the factory!"

"Okay! I'll go now!"

The middle-aged man who was called "Lared Brother" nodded at this moment, thinking that Bai Laohu's words were right. Now the students are not making trouble for their own affairs, but are asking for the workers in Mingda Sugar Industry. Such things can be valuable with their feet. How can they be a turtle with their heads? After thinking through it, "Lared Brother" immediately went to the workshop.

But he took the people to the workshop security room and was stopped by someone: "Old pig, what's the matter? Are you in a hurry? I'll knock on my back together at night, will I go?"

"Mr. Liu! I have urgent matters now, so I will talk about it later."

But in the security room, there was a guy wearing a hard hat, with a big belly, grilled skewers and a small wine in one hand, the vest was rolled up on the belly, wearing a pair of big shorts, and then walked out.

As he walked, he stood there suddenly and said in a daze: "Himmer! I didn't drink too much, I'm only two taels."

Liu Che, who was staring at his eyes, heard the sound in his ears made him feel like he had returned to the past, and always felt that the sound coming from outside was so familiar.

"Senior?"

Liu Che shouted.

After shook his head and making sure he was not drunk, he screamed: "What happened?! Something big happened?"

With a big belly, Liu Che held the wine pot and rushed out. The noisy sound gradually became neat and louder.

"Punish the thugs severely!"

"Punish the thugs!!!"

"Give me justice!"

"Give me justice!!!"

...

The words on the banner are not beautiful, and the small flags in their hands are not exquisite. However, the sound waves came in waves, and in an instant, Liu Che's drunkenness completely dissipated.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

Liu Che laughed unrestrainedly, holding the wine pot in his hand up to the crowd of parades, and then, one after another...

He drank the last half pot of wine in one breath.

"Good wine!"

"It's so exciting!"
Chapter completed!