Picking the lock with a stick

After five rounds of food and three drinks at the Jia family dinner, Yi Zhonghai, the first aunt, Liu Haizhong, the second aunt, Yan Bugui and the third aunt stood up to leave together.

"Huai Ru! Thank you for your generous hospitality. I am very grateful." Yan Bugui said with emotion.

The third aunt said from the side: "This matter is just like what Lao Yan said, we will not get involved in your family affairs."

"Your second aunt and I support you." Liu Haizhong burped from wine and vowed to Qin Huairu.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the locked door opposite and said depressedly: "It seems Bai Zirui won't be back tonight, let's go!"

"Walk slowly! Walk slowly..." Qin Huairu said to them respectfully. As long as the second uncle and the third uncle can support them verbally and not hinder them behind their backs, it will be fine. As for letting them work as hard as the first uncle, that's not right.

possible.

He Yuyu said: "Brother, it's getting late. I'm going back. I'll come back tomorrow."

"Go back quickly!" He Yuzhu urged. She was already married and had a large family to take care of.

He Yuyu said goodbye to Qin Huairu: "Sister-in-law, I'm leaving first. Remember to come to me at any time if you need anything."

"Banggan, Xiaodang, Sophora japonica, help me send your aunt Yu Yu." Qin Huairu ordered.

The three of them agreed together: "Okay!"

"Sister-in-law, you are too polite." He Yuyu said goodbye and left.

"Gone! Gone..." The three uncles, aunt and He Yuyu all went back.

"Huairu, where should I sleep today?" Looking at Qin Huairu who came back, He Yuzhu thought that he had no place to live tonight, so he stepped forward and asked, while a little expectation emerged in his heart.

Qin Huairu said with a face full of embarrassment: "My house is enough for my mother-in-law and I to live in. Xiaodang and Huaihua will go live with Banggen. He has to find a place by himself. You..."

"Okay! I understand, then I'll go back to the factory and go to sleep in the kitchen!" He Yuzhu said unhappily, and left. It took you a long time to make plans, so who am I?

"Si Zhu, I'm sorry, I really can't help it." Qin Huairu caught up with him and said with tears.

He Yuzhu's heart melted when he saw the crying pear blossoms and the rainy Qin Huairu. He blamed the white widow's son for coming back to rob the house, leaving him without a place to live. It seemed that he wanted to get the house back as soon as possible.

In the dead of night in the courtyard, Banggeng stared at the lock on the door of the He family's ancestral house. This house originally belonged to our family, but it was usurped by the hateful youngest son of the He family. Did he really think that a small lock could lock the house?

It's so whimsical.

Bangge took out his tools and started to pick the lock skillfully. When life was difficult back then, he would have done less of this kind of thing. If he couldn't open even a single lock, wouldn't he be sorry for my reputation as the God of Thieves?

"Click!" The lock was opened. Banggeng then opened the door, turned on the light, and walked in. He stood in the room where Bai Zirui rested during the day. Apart from the quilt on the bed, there was only a rattan box. This was

As for the luggage of the youngest son of the He family, I want to see what good things you have.

"Click"

The box was opened, and a bound design drawing appeared in front of his eyes. There were some incomprehensible graphics drawn on it, including various numbers and crooked symbols, which made him confused.

After all, I am a person who has read books. Why can’t I understand it? Anyway, the things belonging to the youngest son of the He family are not good things. What if I hide them to see what you do? Banggeng folded the design drawings and put them in his pocket.

"Look! Banggeng went in." Xu Damao and Qin Jingru watched Banggian's every move from a distance, and he said in a low voice.

Qin Jingru asked curiously: "What does this mean? Banggeng goes in as soon as he goes in. There doesn't seem to be any problem?"

"The problem is big. Believe it or not, tomorrow the youngest son of the He family will report the crime and Bang Gang will be arrested." Xu Damao said with confidence.

Qin Jingru said in disbelief: "How can it be such an exaggeration! You must be bragging! It's not normal for him to enter Shazhu's house."

Xu Damao said categorically: "If you don't believe me, let's wait and see tomorrow!" After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his home in the backyard, followed closely by Qin Jingru.

The next day, after Bai Zirui got up, he practiced Tai Chi against the first ray of sunshine coming from the east. I saw that his Tai Chi moves were stretched and graceful, his body technique was upright, his movements were smooth, honest and simple, from loose to soft.

, hardness and softness are combined in one go, just like boating on the lake, lightness, agility and calmness at the same time.

His movements are flowing and flowing, just like the Yangtze River and the sea, flowing endlessly. And with the movements of his body, you can faintly hear the explosion of the surrounding air being torn apart! His slow Tai Chi moves actually have the power of thunder.

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After he finished a set of Tai Chi, his whole body felt relaxed and energetic. At this time, Chen Shuyu also prepared breakfast and called him to come and eat.

After breakfast, Ye Lingzhi took him to work at the XXX recycling station under the Jiaodaokou Subdistrict Office in DC District on his bicycle.

When the two were about to say goodbye at the door of the recycling bin, an excited voice came: "Welcome Director Ye to come and inspect the work."

The two of them turned to look, and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s walking quickly, as far away as Ye Lingzhi took the initiative to stretch out his hands. It was Feng Zixuan, the webmaster of the recycling bin.

Ye Lingzhi shook hands with him and said doubtfully, "Who are you?"

Feng Zixuan said excitedly: "Hello, Director Ye! I am Feng Zixuan, the director of the recycling station. I welcome Director Ye to come to inspect and guide the work."

Ye Lingzhi said calmly: "Stationmaster Feng, you misunderstood. I am not here to inspect the work, but to send my nephew to work. He will be colleagues with Stationmaster Feng in the future, so please take good care of me."

Feng Zixuan looked at Bai Zirui next to Ye Lingzhi, and thought to himself that he didn't expect this new young deputy webmaster to have such a profound background. Fortunately, he didn't offend him when he reported yesterday, otherwise he would have a lot of shoes to fill in the future.

Feng Zixuan said respectfully: "Director Ye, please rest assured! Comrade Bai Zirui is exactly the talent our recycling station needs. His arrival will make the work of our recycling station a further step forward."

Ye Lingzhi and I said a few meaningless words to him, then got on my bicycle and went to work at the Environmental Sanitation Bureau. After he left, Feng Zixuan enthusiastically took Bai Zirui's hand and said, "Comrade Zirui, you reported yesterday that we only have a rough understanding of each other."

After a while, if you need help with your work or life in the future, just ask and I will do my best to help you."

The two of them walked into the recycling bin together. If you look carefully, you can find that he deliberately stayed half a step behind Bai Zirui, making it appear that Bai Zirui was the dominant one.

The deputy director of the recycling station where Bai Zirui works is a clerk at the 23rd level of the administrative establishment, with a monthly salary of 49.5 yuan. He has officially entered the ranks of civil servants that are coveted after more than 40 years.

More than 40 years later, when talking about waste products, people's first impression is that unusable things should be thrown away directly. In fact, waste recycling and reuse have always existed in our country. By the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1949, many families in the capital were doing so.

As a unit, large-scale waste recycling operations are carried out in the form of private enterprises.

In 1957, Jingcheng became the Jingcheng Waste Recycling Company, led by the supply and marketing cooperative system, and began to engage in waste recycling operations as a municipal-level unit.

In 1965, the scrap company changed its name to the Material Recycling Company, which gave the company a clearer definition of its operations. In other words, it was not scrap, but resources.

In order to effectively recycle waste and ensure that resources can be maximized, the municipal recycling company at that time began to set up district-level recycling companies, and set up large-scale recycling stations in the districts. Under the recycling stations, recycling points and mobile phones in residential areas were set up.

Recycling point.
Chapter completed!