Silly Zhu finished breakfast, carried one or two large bowls of stick rice porridge, held the steamed buns in his hand and said with a smile: "Today is Sunday, and I caught up with you, so I applied for one with the Director of Finance.

egg."

He pointed at Xiaoyan, who was eating on the kang, and said: "That's it. Director Chen gave me a good meal of complaints. After he said that bourgeois ideas have emerged, he needs to do long-term ideological study."

"An egg? Real or fake?"

Li Xuewu looked at the cucumber and egg drop soup in the basin, raised his hand and gave Silly Zhu a thumbs up sign.

He said: "You are really incompetent. With your skills, if you had been in the logistics and cooking class in our army, you would have been at least third class!"

"Hahaha--!"

Silly Zhu couldn't help laughing loudly when he heard Li Xuewu's teasing.

Shen Guodong took a sip of the soup and said with a smile: "Isn't it? With a bucket of water, half a cucumber and an egg, you can make enough for twenty people!"

He winked at Li Xuewu and said, "You must be at least second-class in merit!"

"Third-class merit is enough for him!"

Li Xuewu curled his lips and said in a funny way: "For someone like him, if he can survive and be discharged from the cooking class, he will have to fight hard to survive."

"Don't say sarcastic words——"

Silly Zhu took a few mouthfuls of glutinous rice porridge, picked up river shrimps and stir-fried pickles with chopsticks, and emphasized, "I am doing this for the sake of all the people at our recycling station."

"You don't know, Director Chen has emphasized to me many times that our logistics pressure is very tight!"

He said with a strange expression: "As the top manager of the recycling station kitchen, I have the responsibility and obligation to do a good job in the logistics work. One egg must produce ten eggs!"

"Brother Zhuzi, just insult me!" Xiaoyan sat on the kang and was so happy that she couldn't even eat. She said angrily: "When did I tell you this!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The account books and financial rights of the recycling bin are still in my grandfather's hands.

Xiaoyan is only responsible for the purchase of supplies or the management of daily expenses.

Silly Zhu was deliberately joking, saying that Xiaoyan is the financial director of the recycling station. How can the recycling station have such a position? There is no top manager in the kitchen.

"Look, one egg is a bit too much!"

Li Xuewu teased him and said: "Go back and steam half an egg into a bowl of egg custard. The egg custard will be more delicious."

"You can kill me—!"

Silly Zhu said angrily: "Huang Shiren is not as ruthless as you!"

"Hahaha--!"

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"Yo - Xuewen is back."

"Hey, aunt, please go out."

Li Xuewen pushed his bicycle through the gate and greeted the neighbors with a smile.

The first man came out from the hanging flower door and was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Xuewen pushing the cart. Then he asked with a smile: "Why didn't you go to the west courtyard?"

"What's more, the gate to the west courtyard isn't even open yet—"

The hanging flower door was facing the window of the back-seat room. Li Xuewen looked back at the old man while looking into the back-seat room. There was no one there.

"It's still lively in the morning. Xue Wu is back and the whole family is here to have dinner."

The first uncle also took a look, nodded and said: "Ask the West Courtyarder, I just came here, and there is no one in your house."

This courtyard house is like this, there is no privacy.

The Li family's side faces the sun, and the windows are bright and clean. You can see if there is anyone in the house every time you walk through the courtyard.

Li Xuewen nodded in agreement, then pushed the cart through the screen gate of the outer courtyard and walked towards the west courtyard.

He also muttered: "In the past, the door was always open at this moment."

It wasn't until we passed the gate of the west courtyard that we saw people sunbathing in the west courtyard.

"I also said that since I didn't see you this morning, I thought you weren't coming back this week."

Zhao Yafang sat on the stool, hugged Li Tang and said hello to Li Xuewen.

Next to her were Gu Ning, Si Zhu and Fei Shanying who were holding their children, as well as Liu Yin and the old lady.

Is there any weird person mixed in among this group of people?

That's right, after Shazhu was promoted to nanny, his social circle suddenly changed to the group of nannies.

Their family, He Yuzhuang, was truly strong, almost weighing twenty pounds. He Yuyu hugged him all morning and then asked for mercy.

The grandma at the recycling depot has stopped doing carpentry work long ago, and the furniture production is all unified and large-scale in Chadian.

However, there are still some tables, chairs and benches in the west courtyard. They were not made by my grandma, nor were they second-hand. They were defective and were thrown off the car.

Grandma felt sorry for these pieces of furniture, so she used her free time to repair and polish them, rearrange them, and then sell them.

At this moment, Shazhu worked hard and put the four Eight Immortals tables together, just like a big stage, or it could be called a doll arena.

Because several children were placed on the Eight Immortals Table to learn to crawl and sit, the parents stood in a circle around the square table, just watching the children having fun.

Li Xuewen goes home every week, but he only comes back on Sunday morning and leaves on Monday morning.

He couldn't bear to part with such an excellent reading environment in a prison, let alone those "students" who were diligent and inquisitive.

Needless to say, regardless of basic skills or quality, the students in the training class he hosted at the No. 1 Prison had the best learning attitudes he had ever seen.

Really, those "students" will cry anxiously if they can't learn or keep up with the progress.

Graduating from the electronics training class is equivalent to entering the electronics factory of a prison, which means that they can do light work, eat well, and sleep well.

There is no guarantee that students who have graduated from an electronics training class in a prison will have no problem running a home appliance sales department after they graduate.

Li Xuewen even thought, if all students studied and worked hard like the prisoners in a prison, would there be no illiteracy in the world?

Of course, no matter how reluctant he was to part with those books and students, what he couldn't part with the most was his own son.

"This fat boy, who is back?"

Li Xuewen parked the car, walked to the square table, found his son and called out twice.

But Li Tang was still young, so he knew people he knew, but there were so many children today that he was dazzled and had no time to see his father.

After several calls, Li Xuewen finally had no choice but to pick the child up from the table and hugged him, making everyone laugh.

"Why are you all here having a tea party today?"

Li Xuewen took a look and saw that not only his family members, but also children, were gathered here. Some old ladies also came here to sit and bask in the sun.

It's past eight o'clock, almost nine o'clock, and the sun is very strong at this time. Children need to bask in the sun, but they can't stay in the sun for more than half an hour at most.

When he comes back, everyone will disperse.

Si Zhu was a little embarrassed standing here, but after finally seeing Li Xuewen, he explained.

"You're late. Guodong and the others collected the cars over there at the warehouse yesterday and have moved them there today."

He gestured to the warehouse in the courtyard and said, "There are a lot of people here today. He is going to pack up the things in these warehouses. He will sell what can be sold and what cannot be sold."

"Moving away now?"

Li Xuewen had heard about this incident. He glanced at the courtyard and asked, "Xuewu also followed?"

"I went to the club and said I had something to do."

Silly Zhu nodded and said: "The big warehouse is more convenient. I even went to see it. The big courtyard is much brighter than here."

"I said we won't open the door today, but the love cars aren't even here anymore."

Li Xuewen glanced at the gate and asked: "We won't store scraps here in the future. Why did we not say anything?"

"Save the things collected by the sales department and the things sold by the sales department."

Silly Zhu introduced: "Guodong hasn't decided what he's going to do specifically yet. I also heard about it, and he said that he would like to borrow an apprentice from you to engage in electronic and electrical repair and assembly."

"Borrow me as an apprentice? What do you mean?"

Li Xuewen didn't understand. He held his son curiously and asked, "Aren't all electrical appliances repaired by the No. 1 Prison Institute?"

"Maybe it's inconvenient. Didn't they tell you?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhao Yafang picked up the conversation and said: "Isn't Liu Guangfu back? He said he learned a craft, and Guodong fell in love with it and thought it would be good to open a quilt factory.

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"What do you think?" Li Xuewen asked with a smile: "Just want to recruit people from a prison who have been released from prison?"

"The task given by the street, isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

Zhao Yafang was afraid that Si Zhu would be rude when talking to Li Xuewen. Not all the people sitting here were trustworthy.

She took over the conversation and it became much safer.

"The streets not only have to take care of unemployed young people, they also have to take care of those who have been released from labor camps. If there is a small group willing to take them in, they will not be happy."

"Isn't that too whimsical?" Li Xuewen was skeptical. He shook his head and said, "The management environment is different now. Can you control those people?"
To be continued...