They only met his wife when Lao Biaozi brought Mai Qinglan here, and they got to know each other through his introduction.

Of course, Mai Qinglan didn't know what was going on here at the recycling station, but she just felt that the atmosphere here was very good and everyone was very welcoming.

But the key point is, Li Wenbiao is not a manager, why doesn’t the manager act like a manager, and the workers don’t act like workers?

She didn't dare to ask. When she got home, she asked Li Wenbiao and his answer was very vague.

Mai Qinglan is such a smart person, and he knew there was something going on here as soon as he thought about it.

Especially when they just received the certificate, Li Wenbiao said that he would not be the manager of the recycling station and that the position would be given to Fa Xiao, who was going on a business trip.

None of this could change her opinion of Li Wenbiao, because she didn't value Li Wenbiao's identity, but he was sincerely good to her.

Before receiving the certificate on Monday, Li Wenbiao took her to see her parents.

First of all, I didn't expect that my parents were really in prison. What was unexpected was that my parents who were in prison did not live in the prison cell. Life was not a problem. There were other people living there.

To say that she is smart, how could she not see the situation here? The Brother Wu who came to help their family solve the problem on Sunday may be a big shot.

She guessed like this and was forced to write the letter by herself. She never imagined that a person of similar age to herself could be such a "big" figure.

Fortunately, the result was good and the parents were safe. After they came out, they went to get the certificates.

Mai Qinglan took the initiative to bring this up, but Li Wenbiao seemed to be hesitant. She sometimes wondered if the fat man was hiding something from her.

But after a few days of contact with the reverse party, she gave up pursuing it because there were too many things hidden from her.

Everyone knows that Brother Wu, because that Brother Wu once lived in this courtyard, and now his parents and brothers also live there.

Including Brother Wu's identity, she also learned about it from the gossips of her neighbors. She was shocked and surprised.

He is the deputy director of the security department of the steel rolling mill, a cadre of the garrison area, and has a military status. This is too scary.

When I thought about what happened at her house on Sunday, I realized that this matter, which was a matter of life and death for their family, might really be a trivial matter to Brother Wu.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Wenbiao wanted to hold a wedding reception, but Mai Qinglan refused. One was because her parents could not attend, and the other was because her identity and relationship were still vague, and she was afraid that there would be some confusion.

Bad influence.

It's very good now. Because they were afraid that living in the courtyard at the entrance of Zhongxi Theater would be inconvenient, they moved to Wen San'er's courtyard.

Although it is a small courtyard, it is well-maintained and it is convenient for Li Wenbiao to live there while busy with his work.

Xiaoyan was so excited that she directly called Mai Qinglan's sister-in-law and arranged for her to come here to help. After having dinner every day, she and Shen Guodong would take her home.

Before leaving, Lao Biaozi also handed over Mai Qinglan to the brothers and sisters here to help take care of her, so he did not leave her behind.

So there are people leaving and coming to the recycling bin, and the atmosphere remains warm and welcoming.

Just like no one introduced Delia to what the recycling bin was, no one introduced it to Mai Qinglan. She only needs to do her job as much as she can understand.

Mai Qinglan had another reason to stay here, but Wang Yajuan was a little uncomfortable, especially since she could see the Li family here from time to time.

She had nothing to feel guilty about, and there was nothing to hide from. She was just a little embarrassed and felt guilty for no reason.

She is naturally willing to help the girl with maintenance work, but when it comes to the dinner table, judging from the meaning of Xiaoyan, who is involved in family affairs, she is welcome to come here to work voluntarily in the future.

Take care of a meal~

However, Yu Yu solved her confusion with a joke. It was because the hospital was short of manpower, and Li Xuewu gave Xiaoyan a trick. Anyone who could help was welcome.

Maybe it was because of Li Xuewu, maybe it was because he was being polite, but she acquiesced in this relationship.

After eating this meal with peace of mind, I will come here to help after get off work early or when I am not busy.

Life is like this, everything is changing, people can only adapt and adjust themselves, otherwise they will lose the courage to live.

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Days go by like this, and everyone is facing changes.

Including social environment, including living environment, including the arrival or disappearance of people around you.

The capital has changed a lot. Groups of workers, students and teachers gathered in the capital to participate in the grand event.

On August 18th they saw their idol in the main square.

The little boys also began to cause trouble and destruction under the instigation of thoughtful people, shouting to destroy the old ideas, old culture, old customs, and old habits.

Li Xuewu also received learning and reinforcement in this area during the training. He also wrote several articles, but they were not published, but they learned from each other internally.

Of course, what Li Xuewu and the others studied and thought about were beneficial and positive, but they had nothing to do with the things the brats did in Sijiu City.

Starting from August 18th, the recycling station has really ushered in its busiest time.

But the busiest thing was the second master, who brought over carts and carts of classical works, toys, calligraphy and paintings, and the boys asked for red books, cultural shirts, training pants, arm strength equipment, ceramic badges, etc.

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Of course, only a few were sent to the recycling bin, and most were burned or destroyed to ashes.

Including the Buddhas and Taoists sitting in the temple, they all suffered. There is no golden body to protect them. Everyone is equal in front of the sledgehammer.

In later generations, if you look at the golden Bodhisattvas and silver Taoist priests in various temples in the Four-Nine Cities, they were all restored later and have nothing to do with antiquities.

However, there are some that have been preserved, but only a few.

It was also from the 18th that this event truly reached its peak.

No one knows how much was destroyed, how much was smashed, how much was confiscated, how much was destroyed, it is difficult to count.

On the 23rd, Shen Guodong received the news and drove to pick up "era waste" and almost scared him to death.

At the Literary Hall, he was startled as soon as he entered the courtyard. The courtyard was crowded with people, and there were dark stains on the ground. He knew what they were.

Listening to the voices of these people coming in and out, it seems like they come from anywhere.

The man who led him in was not very old and was wearing fashionable clothes produced by a prison.

Haihun cultural shirt, complete set in pale green, with a copper buckle belt, the yellow stem is a bit dull.

Shen Guodong looked at the people in the courtyard. It seemed like a market, and there was no business. The things piled up on the ground seemed to be an exhibition, but what was posted was not posters, but black and white words on paper, just like a mourning hall.

All office doors are open, you can come in and go out as you please.

The kid in charge of logistics introduced him that there are government agencies, schools, and comrades on the street here, and they can all come and go. Anyway, everyone has nothing to do.

Shen Guodong thought, if this is a suitable place to open a teahouse, with these lazy monkeys playing around, it would really be a "buoyant business".

Walking further inside, he was in a house, and he saw a different situation from those in the yard.

The scorching sun in August burned through the cement floor in the courtyard. It must have been hot, and the reflection of the light must have been dazzling.

But for the people in the house, this may not be the case.

Xiaozaizi introduced to him that these people had not yet fully explained the problem, and they were organizing "study" here.

But in Shen Guodong's view, the evil smile on this kid's face and the evasive and longing eyes of those in the room made him feel a little chilly.

He knew it was August, but he felt that the yard was a little gloomy.

After passing through another courtyard and passing by a wing, he saw a young man entering a "study room" with great arrogance. He pointed at someone and made gestures, and that person lowered his head.

Then he gestured to a person with white hair, eyebrows, and beard, and that person obediently held up a sign.

The young man made gestures and asked the "three whites" to raise their heads higher, and the "three whites" obeyed and raised them higher and above their heads.

Shen Guodong watched him happily making phone calls, with shock and horror hidden in his heart, and followed the little boy into the largest warehouse in the backyard.

Okay, the warehouse is full of books, and they are all ancient books bound with threads. According to the kid, they originally planned to burn them, but they were afraid that the smoke would choke their throats. It was too hot to light a fire in the summer, and they were afraid of setting the house on fire. Disaster.

So I heard that someone was collecting these scraps for recycling and reuse, so I came to see him.

Shen Guodong endured the fear in his heart and calmly discussed the price with the other party.

A warehouse of classical books was exchanged for three boxes of red books and a box of the latest ceramic badges, absolute classic versions, exclusive ones.

After the negotiation was settled, the little boy was so happy that he ran to the front yard and called a large group of people, who came here to help load the car.

Shen Guodong didn't need to do anything at all. A large truck could not be loaded, so he made three trips before transporting it away.

Finally, the promised four boxes of things were brought to the courtyard. These people seemed to be robbing the treasures, and they all divided them up.

Before leaving, Shen Guodong was lucky enough to see the repertoire of these little boys.

Maybe it was the young man who made the phone call in the backyard. There was an opera going on in the courtyard right now.

A group of female middle school students arrived in a hurry. They were all fifteen or sixteen years old, with two small brushes sticking out from the back of their heads. They were all dressed in a patchwork of old and new green, with uniform wide belts and copper buckles.

Shen Guodong recognized that this was a fake made by them.

It’s also because no one is pursuing them, or maybe this thing is going to be ruined on the street, and there is nowhere to pursue it.

Nowadays, the franchise store of the former Public Security Brigade is the most popular, and the kids all say that it is the only channel to buy genuine products.

Don't ask, just go to the main entrance and look at the updated big sign with red letters on a white background and you will know that it is the official Guard Yamen.

Can the goods sold in the yamen be fake?

What a coincidence, these goods have nothing to do with that yamen, or are not directly related.

The kids just recognize these things. The key is that they want to buy them elsewhere, but they have to have this.

Which store can sell all kinds of things? You can get whatever you want, even if you want to buy a car and drive it.
To be continued...