The storage base was built in the 1960s

22

Knitting Factory

"Brother Haiyang, hasn't Sister Fenfang come to work today?" Yang Meili looked at the gentle man wearing glasses opposite with affectionate eyes and asked softly.

"She didn't come. I heard that she asked for leave. I don't know what happened to her. She didn't tell me. I'm going to visit her after get off work." The man replied with some dissatisfaction.

"Brother Haiyang, that, that..." Yang Meili hesitated to speak, looking embarrassed.

Huang Haiyang asked doubtfully, "Meili, do you have anything to say?"

Yang Meili didn't dare to look him in the eye, but Huang Haiyang became more curious, and a bad feeling rose in his heart, "Meili, do you know what happened to Fenfang?"

"Brother Haiyang, no, no, I don't know anything. I'm still busy in the workshop, so I'll go back first." Yang Meili immediately panicked and wanted to leave.

Huang Haiyang couldn't let her leave, so he stepped forward and grabbed her arm, and asked solemnly, "Meili, what do you know? Tell me the truth!"

"Brother Haiyang, I..."

"Tell the truth!" Huang Haiyang interrupted her, and his tone became a little heavier. Seeing her look, something bad must have happened.

"Brother Haiyang, I didn't want to tell you at first, after all, this is Sister Fenfang's private matter, but you are engaged to Sister Fenfang, and I am also worried that you will be hurt."

Yang Meili's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Huang Haiyang with pity and said, "Brother Haiyang, I heard from my colleagues in the workshop yesterday that someone saw Sister Fenfang entangled with a man in his forties in dishevel..."

Before saying the rest, Huang Haiyang's face was dark, "Is what you said true?"

"I, my colleague said that someone saw it with their own eyes. She never lies. It was in the residential area near the factory."

Huang Haiyang said "I know", and turned to go to the office next door to ask for leave from the leader.

Yang Meili grabbed him in a panic, "Brother Haiyang, if Sister Fenfang knew that I told you about this, she would definitely think that I..."

"Don't worry, I won't tell you." Huang Haiyang was full of anger at this time, and he didn't care about Yang Meili at all, and naturally didn't see the corners of her mouth raised high behind him.

**

Zhang Yiyi didn't know what happened in the knitting factory. After having dinner at the home of Wang Guifu, the village chief of Xinyi Village, she went to sleep in her room.

There was no way, it was too tiring to toss around for most of the day, even Zhao Xianglan and Wang Guifu, who were helping on the side, were tired enough.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Yiyi reluctantly said goodbye to the Wang family, and prepared to load the hundreds of kilograms of grain collected yesterday onto the carriage and leave.

At this moment, a little girl ran over from a distance, shouting "Sister Yiyi" as she ran. Zhang Yiyi looked over curiously, and Zhao Xianglan explained, "This is Miss Wang, the granddaughter of yesterday's Aunt Wang. She is probably here to see you off."

Zhang Yiyi suddenly realized that the little girl, who was six or seven years old and skinny, was running in front of her. She felt distressed and asked with a gentle smile on her palm-sized face:

"Girl, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Miss Wang was busy all night last night. In the morning, she finally saw the good sister, but she was a little timid and her voice was Very small, "Sister, thank you for the cloth."