"Aunt Lu, don't worry, I have no idea about your daughter. In the past, now, and in the future, the matter of getting a partner is your unilateral self-indulgent act. My father and I have never nodded. The thing about receiving gifts is no longer instructive. Let's stop here."

"..." Lu Qingxiu was shocked. How could a child who had always been very young dare to talk to him like this? She turned to Zhang Guodong and pointed at him and taught his son a lesson and said sorry, which made her face save her.

But Zhang Guodong only nodded: "What Yifu said is, that's all."

"...Then...I'll leave." Lu Qingxiu felt a sense of depression in her chest, and she couldn't say anything else, so she left.

Zhang Yifu sighed after closing the door, and then said, "Dad, I've caused you trouble."

"No, I received the gift and caused you trouble." Zhang Guodong smiled and pulled his son back to the sofa, "Don't think about those things, come on, tell my dad about school affairs and the assigned matters."

"That's a lot! By the way, Director Liu came to the department this year..."

Zhang Yifu started chatting with his father with a romance.

He knew that when he went to the power plant, his parents would probably not be able to raise their heads in a short period of time, and naturally they would not tell themselves about this pain and put pressure on themselves. My father's life was even more regretful, but he never put any pressure on himself and let himself do whatever he wanted.

Zhang Yifu secretly made up his mind that when he was standing at the top of the mountain, he wanted his father to come up together, see the scenery at the foot of the mountain, and roared out the suffocation in his chest.

Now, for the sake of his father's work atmosphere, I will take this breath for the time being. It is not too late to deal with the little ghost after becoming the King of Hell. As a Scorpio man, Zhang Yifu's ability to hold revenge is unmatched, and there has been a quote on the booklet in his heart.

That night, the whole family had a dinner with big fish and meat. Zhang Yifu even drank a good meal with his father. After drinking, men would talk more and more, and Zhang Guodong was no exception. He began to tell his son about the work of the Electric Power Management Bureau over and over again, and said truth after drinking. Sure enough, that work was the most brilliant and longing moment that his father yearned for. He didn't say much on weekdays, for fear of affecting his son's mood, so he couldn't hold it in after drinking.

Zhang Yifu also became a listener, and even if he was talking nonsense, he listened with relish.

In the end, my father was so drunk that he kept muttering the same sentence.

"Safety... safety is the most important. Don't suffer the same losses as your father. You must pay attention to safety... safety is the most important... safety..."

After working in the power plant for so many years, Zhang Yifu naturally knew this.

Power generation is a production activity, but it is different from other commodity production. Simply put, the production of electricity must never stop. If there is too much electricity, it cannot be stored. Users must generate as much as they use it. Therefore, all power plants must obey the dispatching and command. To engage in such a job, normal production is considered to be a good achievement, and there is no big achievement. If you have been producing smoothly for many years, no one will engrave your name on the honor list. But as long as you make a mistake and bear the responsibility for a last power accident, it is enough to ruin your lifelong future.

Safety is the first, this plain sentence is the first truth that this industry is ever-changing.

Zhang Guodong finally fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Zhang Yifu accompanied his mother to clean the table, and Ning Lan also smiled very much: "Your sister never helps me clean up. After four years of school, you are much more sensible than her."

Only then did Zhang Yifu remember that there seemed to be fewer people at home, not just her own sister. It seemed that she was fostered by some cousin from a distance, and then there was no news. She had an extra sister and had been in a daze for so many years.

"Hey? I forgot, where is the little sister?"

"Hey, aren't you going to the Northeast to buy fucks again? There are only so many in Russia."

"She has reached this level?" Zhang Yifu said in surprise.

"I'm just a little bitch and a little bitch. I haven't finished my technical secondary school. I'm just doing this... We are not her biological parents, so I can't control it." Ning Lan sighed, "Is it okay to wear the jeans she made for you?"

"It's easy to wear..." Zhang Yifu realized that those denim outfits were sent by her younger sister, and they were really trendy.

Unfortunately, I couldn't see my younger sister when I went home this time, so I would have to grab a few leather jackets and shoes to show off.

In the next few days, Zhang Yifu kept his promise and basically never left the house. Naturally, he would not say a word to his childhood playmate Song Xiaoni. As for the neighbors, he was too lazy to be polite.

Zhang Yifu made reasonable use of this small holiday and read the news newspapers and the "Electricity Newspaper" so that he could integrate into this era more quickly.

Before leaving, Zhang Yifu simply said goodbye to his parents, and without saying hello to a neighbor, boarded the green train heading to northern Hebei alone, which felt like everyone was drunk and I was awake.

Outside the car window, Hao Shuai farewell with tears.

Zhang Yifu felt that this was a flaw in life. It would be great if a girl shouted "I will wait for you" outside the window, but she was a big man who said this!

"I will come back." Zhang Yifu answered him.

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Jibei City is about 400 kilometers away from Jijing City. It was not a famous place in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It was just a small town mainly based on agriculture. However, since the construction of the Jibei Power Plant in the mid-1960s, the entire region has begun to develop rapidly. To this day, it is already a considerable city in the whole province.

The Jibei Power Plant is the second largest power plant in North China. It has an installed capacity of 900,000 kilowatts, just one step away from a one-million kilowatt factory. It has nearly 5,000 employees in the venue. It was a huge group in any era.

After a few hours of bumpy ride, Zhang Yifu got off the green train with the flow of people. He walked into the simple platform, looked around, and then took a deep breath. Although the scenery here was not very good, the air was fresh.

Before he could take two steps, he saw a side-divided young man wearing brown plastic-framed glasses, holding up a sign against the abortion, which clearly stated Zhang Yifu's name. A graduate went to the unit to report to him, and there was no need to receive it specifically. The young boy just found the factory himself, but now there was a special person to pick him up, which surprised Zhang Yifu.

He hurried over with his luggage and happened to meet the young man. Most of the people who came and went to the Jibei Railway Station were workers and farmers. Among this group, Zhang Yifu, dressed in neat formal clothes, stood out and was quite conspicuous.

"You must be Zhang Yifu, right?" The young man came over with a smile, obviously very sure of his judgment.

Zhang Yifu quickly put down his luggage and shook hands with him: "Yes, thank you for your hard work, but I didn't expect that I would come to the train station to pick me up, and I was flattered.

"Haha, ok, this was specially ordered by our factory director." The young man shook hands and introduced himself, "I am Wen Tianming from the Jibei Power Plant Office, so I'm lucky."
Chapter completed!