In the workshop.

When the comrades in the lumber factory office saw Zhang Heng standing there dumbly, they immediately became anxious: "Zhang Heng, hurry up, the person on the other side of the phone is still waiting!"

Just kidding, there is a shortage of telephone lines these days, and the telephone company stipulates that local calls are only 121 minutes.

One cent and two cents may not seem expensive, but you can buy a pound of stick noodles, which is enough to fill a family's stomach.

Although the workers nearby didn't know why Zhang Heng received the call, they also urged:

"Zhang Heng, go quickly. Those who can afford to make phone calls are not ordinary people."

"Yes, maybe you will have good luck this time."

"That is, with the help of noble people, you don't have to work hard in the workshop."

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It must be said that Zhang Heng has worked diligently in the workshop over the years, often helping other workers, and is very popular in the workshop.

The workers spoke out to remind him.

Only then did Zhang Heng react and shouted: "Wait a moment." He looked at the wood and strode to the operation room, carefully placing it on the wooden shelf.

Seeing that at this moment, Zhang Heng was still working hard on his wife's Chinese tunic suit, the workers all sighed and shook their heads.

Zhang Heng is simply a good husband.

As workers in the workshop, they know it best.

This kid doesn't smoke, drink, or hang out with others on weekdays. He always takes home every cent he pays every month.

In order to buy colorful flowers for Liu Hongmei, he would rather sell his meal tickets to other workers and only eat one black steamed bun for each meal.

You must know that carrying wood is the heaviest job in the workshop. Generally, workers have to spin at least three steamed buns per meal.

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"Okay, here I come!"

After Zhang Heng put down the wood, he quickly ran to the door of the workshop.

The factory office worker shook his head helplessly: "Follow me, the phone is in the factory office."

Zhang Heng followed him and walked quickly to the factory office.

This was the first time he entered the office area of ​​the leader of the lumber factory, and everything seemed so novel.

Terrazzo floor tiles, pink and white walls, brand new waxy yellow wooden doors... everything looks so bright and bright.

It's just that Zhang Heng couldn't care less about admiring so much at this time. His heart was full of doubts: Who is calling me?

The two of them moved very quickly, and it took them less than ten minutes to enter the factory office.

Telephones are rare in these days, in order to prevent the telephones from being damaged and to teach callers how to use the telephones.

Every telephone is equipped with a telephone operator.

The telephone operator was holding the phone at this time. When he saw the two people coming in, he urged impatiently: "What's going on? It's been almost twenty minutes before you guys came here!"

"This guy is delaying things."

Zhang Heng strode forward and said proactively: "I'm sorry, comrade, I wasted my time."

His good attitude in admitting his mistakes won the respect of the telephone operator.

The telephone operator handed him the handset of the phone and instructed him how to make a call: "Put the upper receiver to your ear and the lower receiver to your mouth, right, right, that's it."

Zhang Heng held the microphone carefully, as if he were holding a piece of electric iron that burned his hand. He took a deep breath, imitating what he had seen before, and said into the microphone: "Hello..."

A clear voice soon came from the receiver: "Is it Comrade Zhang Heng, Liu Hongmei's husband?"

Zhang Heng was a little uncomfortable with the sound coming so close. He wanted to adjust the position of the receiver, but was afraid of breaking the phone, so he could only hold back his discomfort and whispered: "Yes, I am Liu Hongmei's husband, you

What's matter?"

"I'm fine, but something is wrong with you. If you go home now, you may see your wife with a strange man."

A cold voice came from the microphone, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the back of his head. Zhang Heng couldn't help but shudder.

Liu Hongmei actually stole someone... This is impossible!

By the time he reacted, the person on the other end of the phone had hung up, and a beeping sound came from the receiver.

Zhang Heng was completely stunned on the spot.

What a joke.

How could Liu Hongmei steal someone!

He is so good to Liu Hongmei.

Liu Hongmei also loved him so much. When she left this morning, Liu Hongmei told him to be careful not to be hit by a bicycle or car on the road, and to be careful not to be crushed to death by a log when working in the workshop.

How could such a good wife steal from someone!

Liar, that person is definitely a liar.

At this time, the operator in charge of the telephone saw that Zhang Heng looked strange and asked in a low voice: "Comrade, what's wrong with you? Who is calling?"

"I don't know, it's a liar." After Zhang Heng confirmed that the other party was a liar, he felt relieved and carefully handed the phone to the phone operator.

The following words from the telephone operator immediately broke his guard.

"I waited for a full twenty minutes, and the phone bill alone cost two yuan. I could be a liar."

"you...."

Zhang Heng felt his eyes go dark and almost fainted.

He took a deep breath to calm down again, and became more convinced that the other party was a liar.

The reason why liars can deceive people is because they act realistically enough.

The relationship between him and Liu Hongmei is so deep that if you don't work hard enough, you won't be able to deceive him at all.

"Yes, that person is a liar, and a big liar!"

Zhang Heng said seriously, and then quickly left the factory office.

He has been delayed for more than ten minutes and has carried five logs less. His output may be overtaken by other workers. If he does not get the special bonus at the end of the month, he will not be able to buy Liu Hongmei a Chinese tunic suit.

Entering the workshop, Zhang Heng looked like he was crazy, picked up a log and ran towards the operation room.

When the other workers saw this scene, they looked at each other and felt that something was wrong with Zhang Heng's mood.

One of the workers, Fatty Liu, usually has the best relationship with Zhang Heng.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Perhaps it can be said that Zhang Heng is Fatty Liu’s savior.

One winter, the Spring Festival was about to take place. Residents around the capital continued to use firewood for heating. After receiving the task from their superiors, the lumber factory ordered the workshop workers to work overtime.

The workers were all overloaded and were dizzy from exhaustion. Although Fatty Liu was strong and strong, he had a fight with his wife for most of the night the night before and did not sleep well.

Coupled with extreme fatigue and a mental trance, when he was unloading logs, he staggered and fell towards the wood-breaking machine.

The wood breaker is a diesel-powered machine loaded with sharp blades. The wood is stuffed into the machine and can be quickly chopped into pieces by the sharp blades.

It is conceivable that once Fatty Liu, a flesh and blood body, fell into the machine, he would only turn into a pile of rotten meat.

Just when Fatty Liu saw the sharp blade getting closer and closer, and almost smelled the breath of death, a pair of big hands pulled him out of the edge of death.

It was Zhang Heng who took action.

Zhang Heng was originally carrying a log. When he saw Fatty Liu falling towards the blade, he no longer cared about the log on his shoulders and pulled Fatty Liu out. At the same time, the log fell heavily to the ground and hit Zhang Heng's feet.

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Zhang Heng's toes were so red and swollen that he had to take ten days off.

Fatty Liu felt a little sorry for his friend, so he specially brought a gift and ten yuan to Zhang Heng's house to visit Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng accepted the gift but said he would not take any money from him.

This was the first time for Fatty Liu to meet such an honest person, and the two became good friends from then on.

Fatty Liu saw that Zhang Heng was not in a good mood and was afraid that something might happen to him, so he rushed to stop him, snatched the log from his shoulder, and threw it to the ground next to him.

"Zhang Heng, what's wrong with you? Who called just now? Is there something going on at home?"

Zhang Heng panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "It's okay, then he is a liar. There is nothing wrong at home."

"Liar? Can today's liars also afford to make phone calls?" Fatty Liu looked suspicious.

As soon as he said this, Zhang Heng suddenly became furious and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I said he was a liar, and he is a liar!"

Fatty Liu was also convinced at this time that Zhang Heng had encountered a problem.

He walked over slowly, took out a big front door stick from his pocket and handed it over: "Zhang Heng, come here, make a stick."

Zhang Heng used to smoke, but since he married Liu Hongmei, in order to save money, he was reluctant to buy the cheapest cigarettes that cost two cents a pack.

Zhang Heng looked at the big front door, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to take it.

Fatty Liu struck a match, put his hands together and lit it for him.

Zhang Heng took two deep breaths, and the anger on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by strong doubts.
To be continued...