One big and one small are practicing love

After staying in front of the stove for a day, Zuo Kunmin was deeply shocked. I can no longer sit in a warm and comfortable conference room, face files and computers, and use my brain and mouth to solve problems.

After that, after the necessary meetings were held every day, Zuo Kunmin took the technical team down to the workshop.

Squatting in every process on the production line, observing, collecting data, and recording actual operations, I spend seven or eight hours on the front line every day.

After the leaders all got off work in the evening, Zuo Kunmin took a half-hour break and continued working. A person in the office reads the information collected on the production line during the day, lists problems, thinks, inquires, makes decisions, and writes production process instructions.

Zuo Kunmin rests around 12 o'clock every night and gets up at 5 or 6 o'clock in the morning to continue working. We eat three meals a day in the cafeteria with the staff. Occasionally we don’t eat when we are too busy, or we make instant noodles or bread to make it through. Seven or eight cups of strong tea or coffee a day.

Work with high intensity and concentration for many days in a row. With such diligent and down-to-earth work, real problems were discovered and solved one by one. Every operation is optimized and production efficiency is improved bit by bit.

Feedback on positive results and Zuo Kunmin’s serious, rigorous and wholehearted work attitude. Like the sun, these are energy carrying light and heat. Everyone can truly feel this energy, their confidence increases, and their actions become positive and powerful.

In just a few days, the harsh winter, the dilapidated environment, and the disgraced people gradually began to feel full of life.

The work is intense, difficult, and the mental energy is limited. Whenever he feels tired, depressed, and melancholy, Zuo Kunmin will miss Liu Xiaochen and the children, miss her gentle embrace, want to eat the delicious meals she cooked, and want to see what the children are doing...

There was so little time, Zuo Kunmin couldn't talk to them properly in the past few days.

Try your best to find time to maintain basic contact with them. Several text messages of greetings every day, and I specially set aside ten minutes around 10 o'clock in the evening to make a phone call with Liu Xiaochen to inquire about their situation and chat a few words.

After every phone call, Zuo Kunmin felt faintly uncomfortable. Liu Xiaochen spoke in a few words, concisely, clearly, and carefully restrained. Zuo Kunmin knew in his heart that she sympathized with his hard work and pretended to be well-behaved and sensible.

But Zuo Kunmin is someone who has been through this before, and he knows real emotions, and they shouldn't just be like this.

Liu Xiaochen was injured and had to take care of two children, but Zuo Kunmin was too busy to provide any companionship or care. She should complain a little, demand his company, and even be unreasonable and say a few offensive words.

Zuo Kunmin knew that in the final analysis, she still felt insecure about this emotion.

Although Zuo Kunmin knew that they had some emotional problems now and needed to communicate and solve them. But now, for Zuo Kunmin, work can be promoted and improved gradually and effectively. Emotions can still be basically maintained smoothly, and I have tried my best.

Ordinary people who realize that they are bound by the flesh and have limited abilities cannot do both. The only thing now is to finish the work as soon as possible and go home early.

At the end of the year, various tasks are busy, and the workload is only a lot more. Zuo Kunmin is also a person who has extremely high requirements for the quality of work. Therefore, he stayed up a little longer at night, got up earlier in the morning, asked the staff to bring food, and grabbed a few bites to satisfy his hunger in the workshop... In this way, he squeezed out time bit by bit.

At 9 a.m. on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, after the last meeting of the year, Zuo Kunmin could finally go home. Half a day earlier than planned.

When we left the office building, it was cold and windy, but the sun was shining brightly.

Zuo Kunmin was wearing dirty clothes and dragging his tired body, excitedly preparing to drive home.

When I got to the car, I saw a bright red strip of cloth tied to the rearview mirror and a brand new couplet on the rear window, 'Have a safe journey'.

On the way home, I saw that the glass of the residential building was clean and translucent, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the sky. The glass was pasted with red window grilles with auspicious patterns such as "magpie" and "plum blossom". The shops and stalls along the street are stacked with goods, the speakers are playing festive songs, and people are crowding to buy New Year's goods... They are really aware that the New Year is coming.

Happy and a little melancholy. Time flies so fast!

After a brief period of emotional intrusion, Zuo Kunmin thought about how to arrange this day. Although he was very tired at the moment and just wanted to lie down and sleep, Zuo Kunmin still wanted to stay with them as much as possible.

Take them to a nearby shopping mall to buy new clothes, new year goods, and gadgets for the New Year. Prepare the New Year's Eve dinner with Liu Xiaochen and the children... thinking that they will be home soon.

I told Liu Xiaochen before that I would finish my work tonight. I didn't tell her about coming back early because I wanted to give them a surprise.

When you get to the door, take the key lightly and prepare to open the door. In the house, I heard music, the roar of the range hood, laughter, and voices.

Zuo Kunmin couldn't wait to open the door. Without taking off his coat, he changed his shoes, walked through the corridor, and came to the living room.

Because of the loud noise in the room, no one heard Zuo Kunmin come in.

Liu Xiaochen and Shen Liang sat next to each other on the side of the desk. They both wore a pair of white headphones, one in each ear. They laughed together and looked at the computer screen.

Zuo Kunmin recognized at a glance that the dark blue sweatshirt Shen Liang was wearing was the one Liu Xiaochen wore when he was injured.

Zuo Yan and Zuo Xu sat together on the other side, pulling a tablet together and muttering something. The small white stereo next to them was playing music.

"Oops! Mr. Zuo, why are you back?" Aunt Liu said in a loud voice as she came out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

Hearing Aunt Liu's voice, everyone turned to Zuo Kunmin. I saw him standing at the corner of the corridor with a gloomy face and a tired look.

Zuo Yan and Zuo Xu immediately put down their tablets and shouted, "Dad!" and trotted up to meet him.

Liu Xiaochen also took off his headphones, turned off the speakers and tablet, stood up with a smile, walked over, and said with a smile: "Teacher Zuo, you are back."

"Yeah!" Zuo Kunmin lowered his head and responded softly, and then said indifferently: "I'm tired and want to rest. You continue!" After saying that, Zuo Kunmin avoided Liu Xiaochen's gaze and didn't look at anyone or respond. , went straight back to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, Zuo Kunmin's tall body suddenly slumped, looking particularly tired and injured. He sat hunched by the bed, motionless for a long time, and everything inside and outside the house was quiet.

This is obviously my home, my children and my lover, but at this moment I feel like an outsider. They are a world of their own, happy and harmonious, without his involvement at all.

Emotionally depressed, physically exhausted, and mentally confused. Zuo Kunmin just wanted to rest.

I took off my clothes stupidly, set my phone to silent, and lay down to sleep without even drawing the curtains.

Maybe it’s because of being overloaded with work for many days in a row and being too tired, or maybe it’s emotional self-protection. Zuo Kunmin fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, soundlessly and dreamlessly, sleeping deeply.

"Chacha~chacha~" Several magpie calls came faintly into the ears, as if they were coming from far away in time and space. My consciousness was in a trance, and I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, but I felt a particularly strong sense of peace in my mind.

"Kunmin, wake up quickly, get up and eat iced watermelon." The tall and thin grandfather shouted softly from the bedside.

Zuo Kunmin opened his eyes drowsily, sweating slightly. His eyes were bright, and the golden sunlight shone in from the window, spreading over half of the room, making it bright.

A row of old red brick buildings stood quietly outside the window. On the poplar treetops not far away, several black and white magpies spread their wings and flew away.

Turning around to look, there was only sunlight and no one in the room. Grandpa is long gone.

I remember that summer when I was six or seven years old, I was also in this room. I slept full in the afternoon and woke up lazily with a dry mouth.

Pushing the door and going out, I saw my grandpa sitting in the living room, shaking the cattail leaf fan and eating watermelon. Seeing Zuo Kunmin wake up, he waved with a smile: "Kunmin, you're awake, come and eat iced watermelon, and the iced water you like to drink. Arctic Soda.”

In Shanghai, his mother, grandfather, and grandmother had very strict dietary requirements for him. He was not allowed to drink any beverages, and he could only eat fruits at room temperature, and at regular intervals. That summer, Zuo Kunmin ate iced watermelon and drank iced soda for the first time.

Now, no one is taking care of his diet, and no one is waiting for him to wake up in the afternoon to prepare iced watermelon for him.

After all, things are what they are and people are not. Thinking about it, two lines of tears flowed out unconsciously.