With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

The day after the commendation meeting, Xue Ming received an upgrade notice. He was successfully promoted from Level 3 Transporter to Level 4, and his monthly salary increased from 60 yuan to 70 yuan.

Seventy yuan is a high salary in the provincial capital. Deputy Director Zuo Changzheng patted Xue Ming on the shoulder, "Your current salary is only ten yuan less than mine. When you reach level five, you will be the same as me."

"That's difficult, leader." Xue Ming looked modest. Seventy yuan was the watershed between the working class and the high-paid class. The high-paid class in the entire provincial capital were basically civil servants.

Zuo Changzheng took Xue Ming for a walk outside, "Xiao Xue, Jin Buer is our immediate boss after all. Can I give you a banquet tonight to ease the relationship?"

"Brother Zuo, please stop wasting money. I'll treat you to dinner another day." Xue Ming didn't feel the need to ease the relationship, so he could only hit the clown hard.

In the past two days, Jin Buer endured his nausea and submitted an upgrade application to Xue Ming. He kept a dark face all day long, as if others owed him money, and scolded his comrades as transporters at every turn.

"If you want to continue upgrading, he must submit an application. I don't think it's necessary to get too stiff with him, what do you think?" Zuo Changzheng was worried that Jin Buer had deliberately stuck his neck.

"If he dares to choke my neck, I will let him fuck him from the transportation department." Xue Ming said in a joking tone.

Zuo Changzheng was stunned for two seconds and his mind immediately became active. If Jin Buer got out, the director would be Zuo Changzheng. With the strength of the Zhao family, he should be able to kill Jin Buer.

"Don't say such things. After all, we are eating from the same pot now." Zuo Changzheng was in a good mood and no longer wanted to be a peacemaker.

When Xue Ming returned to the office, he was surrounded by colleagues from the Transportation Department. Everyone asked Xue Ming to treat him to celebrate his upgrade. Wang Xianbang and Wang Tianhe screamed the most.

"My father-in-law will hold a celebration banquet for me in the evening, and we will invite everyone to a state-owned hotel or guest house for a meal another day. By then, we will have enough food and wine," Xue Ming said.

"Okay, long live!" The comrades jumped with joy. The guest house is a place to receive leaders from other places, and generally does not receive ordinary citizens.

Zhou Renlong, who was squeezed out of the circle, sullenly read the newspaper. Thinking of the meat and wine in the state-owned hotel, his mouth watered, and he suddenly regretted that he had gone against Xue Ming.

At six o'clock in the evening, Xue Ming came home from get off work. Four lesbians were busy in the kitchen. Zhao Xue was smiling every day these days, feeling that her future life was bright.

"Open your mouth, kid." Mother-in-law Qin Fengru picked up a piece of beef with soy sauce and stuffed it into her son-in-law's mouth. The mother-in-law became more and more happy as she watched her son-in-law, "Don't stay in the kitchen, go to the study to talk to your dad."

"My dear, please thank your mother. Recently, she told everyone that her son-in-law is a fourth-level transporter. I guess everyone in the provincial capital knows this." Liu Yue'e joked with a smile.

There was laughter in the kitchen, and Xue Mingxin said that you are more exaggerated than her. You brag about your son in front of the neighbors every day. Recently, more and more strangers have greeted me.

Xue Ming left the kitchen and went to the study. Zhao Qinghong put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "Jin Buer must be angry because he has been so embarrassed in front of you recently. You have to be careful of him jumping over the wall."

The ashtray on the table was filled with cigarette butts. Xue Ming stood up and cleaned the ashtray. "You'd better smoke less. Smoking is really bad for your health."

"A dog jumps over the wall when it's anxious, and a rabbit bites when it's anxious. Don't underestimate any of your opponents." Zhao Qinghong looked serious.

"I understand." Xue Ming finished cleaning the ashtray and told him about Zuo Changzheng's desire to be a peacemaker. After hearing this, Zhao Qinghong waved her hand. The relationship between the Jin family and the Zhao family could not be eased.

The old man, Zhao Dingkai, did not come out for dinner, so Xue Ming and Zhao Xue brought him food. The continuous rain had caused severe pain in his leg joints due to rheumatism.

Xue Ming quietly took out four kilograms of tiger bone wine from the space and gave it to him. The tiger bones and bear bones had been used up, and there was no place to hunt near the provincial capital. In the future, he could only buy the bones at a high price.

In the evening, the Zhao family stayed with Xue Ming's family. The energetic Zhao Xue worked hard until two o'clock in the night. Both of them are now very Buddhist and will get married whenever they have children.

In the Jin family courtyard, Jin Buer read with a dark face the information about Xue Ming's illegitimate son collected by the loser.

A few days ago, he called a little boy with facial features similar to Xue Ming in the courtyard of the No. 1 Textile Factory, and immediately ordered his men to collect information.

The boy's name is Li Siming. Judging from the name alone, he doesn't look like Xue Ming's illegitimate son. Because younger generations have to avoid the taboo of naming their parents and ancestors, Xue Ming's son's name must not have the word "Ming" in it.

But the word Siming is so ambiguous that people can't help but think about it.

Li Siming's mother's name is Li Ying. She is a fifth-level textile worker newly recruited by the No. 1 Textile Factory. She lives in No. 16 Courtyard of the No. 1 Textile Factory.

No detailed information about her was found. We only know that her hometown is in the southern province. Her family moved to this province this year and she became a textile factory employee through unknown connections.

"Xue Ming has been in our province. He has no interaction with Li Ying. Li Siming may not be Xue Ming's illegitimate son. Second brother, it's not unusual for our country of hundreds of millions of people to have two people who look alike." His subordinate whispered.

"I understand, you go back to sleep." Jin Fuji's face turned even more ugly, and he lit a cigarette and smoked hard.

The original plan was to use the suspected illegitimate child to make a fuss about Xue Ming and Zhao Xue's relationship, preferably to get the Zhao family to cancel the engagement, but unexpectedly it was an inadvertent mistake.

"No, even if it's fake, I still have to disgust him." The more Jin Buer thought about it, the angrier he became. The next morning, he rode to No. 1 Middle School to find Zhao Xue.

Zhao Xue, who was in the teacher's office, had disgust in her eyes, "Comrade Jin Bu'er, why are you here at school?"

"Comrade Zhao Xue, we grew up in the same compound. My grandfather and your grandfather are old friends, so why treat me as your enemy." Jin Buer smiled and approached.

"You and I are not friends. Please don't bother me in school again. I'm afraid Xue Ming will misunderstand." Zhao Xue didn't give him a good look at all.

"Xue Ming is a hypocrite. He kept his lover in No. 16 Courtyard of the No. 1 Textile Factory and gave birth to a three-year-old illegitimate son." Jin Buer put the note with the detailed address on the table.

"You fart, even if Xue Ming has an illegitimate child, what does it have to do with you? I don't need your fake kindness." Zhao Xue was instantly angered.

"Why are you so stubborn? He only wants to please you because of the wealth of your Zhao family. Don't be deceived by him." Jin Buer said loudly.

"I'll say it again, the matter between Xue Ming and I has nothing to do with you!" Zhao Xue suddenly shouted at the office door, "Uncle Ma, Uncle Ma, come here."

An old man walked into the office and raised his cane to stand in front of Jin Buer, "Anyone named Jin, get out of here. If you dare to disturb Xiaoxue again, I'll smash your dog's head. I'm not afraid of your Jin family."

"Zhao Xue, why are you so stubborn? If you don't believe me, just check out the textile factory!" Jin Buer was so angry that he almost vomited blood.