In the reborn era, the lucky bag is enjoying the show in the factory area.

Luo Yu stared adoringly at Xi Beizhan's hands, her gaze following their movements until they met.

Xi Beizhan looked up and saw Luo Yu's eyes meeting, and immediately couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahaha……"

Luo Yu snapped out of her daze, gave Xi Beizhan an awkward glare, casually fiddled with her ball of yarn with her left hand, and quietly reached her right hand to Xi Beizhan's waist and gave it a sharp pinch.

Xi Beizhan saw that Luo Yu's eyes were filled with ruthlessness, as if she wanted to devour someone, but then her eyes suddenly showed confusion, as if something was troubling her.

Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his clothes, as if someone was tugging at his coat. Xi Beizhan couldn't help but look down.

"Are you cold? Pinch my coat to dry it..."

Xi Beizhan understood. Luo Yu wanted to pinch him, but he was wearing too many thick clothes, so she pinched his coat instead.

Luo Yu saw it too, and glared at Xi Beizhan angrily, "I'll settle the score with you when we get home."

Xi Beizhan knew he had offended Luo Yu, so he dared not laugh anymore and obediently lowered his head to peel the oranges.

Several middle-aged women watched the interaction between the two, exchanged a knowing smile, and then began to chat quietly again.

Do you remember Shengnan's family who lived in the back room of my house?

When Aunt Hu's voice came over, Luo Yu knew she was going to hear some gossip again, so she quickly threw the yarn aside, grabbed a handful of yarn from the table, and started chewing.

"These days, how many girls in Northeast China aren't named Shengnan? How am I supposed to remember so many? So, what's wrong?"

Aunt Zhang has finished knitting most of the yarn and is about to start knitting the two sleeves.

Aunt Zhao had long since put down her work and was reading the newspaper while wearing her reading glasses.

Upon hearing Aunt Hu mention the name Shengnan, he was taken aback, lowered his glasses slightly, and looked down at Aunt Hu from above.

What happened to their family?

Aunt Hu smiled and looked at Aunt Zhao, "I remember their family used to live next door to you, right?"

Aunt Zhao nodded, "Yes, they've been old neighbors for almost twenty years. I remember they moved there right after Liberation, and they only moved away the year before last."

Aunt Hu seemed to sense something and sighed, "Twenty years have passed since the founding of the People's Republic of China in the blink of an eye. Time really flies."

Aunt Liu rolled her eyes. "Hurry up and tell me, I'm really curious."

Aunt Hu got excited and leaned back. "Let me tell you, they just got married last month. The young couple were doing well at first, but last night, I heard them fighting."

Aunt Zhao stopped reading the newspaper, picked up her teacup, walked over to Aunt Hu, pulled over an unused chair, and sat down next to her.

"why?"

"Why? Because the daughter-in-law still misses her parents' home even after she's married."

Aunt Zhao blinked. "Shouldn't this be the case? Even after marriage, she's still a daughter and should be filial to her parents."

"Hey, I'm not talking about just missing your parents' home, I'm talking about taking things from your husband's family and bringing them back to your parents' home."

In the dead of winter, with all the doors closed, I heard a sound, and it seemed like his daughter-in-law had taken a pair of new cotton shoes that Shengnan had made back to her parents' home for her younger sister to wear.

At first, the young wife denied it, but Sheng Nan started a scene. Sheng Nan's brother, feeling sorry for his sister, questioned the young wife, and only then did she admit it.

Luo Yu was taken aback.

There are always "Voldemors" in every era!

The women, however, remained calm and composed, just as usual.

Luo Yu glanced around, but even Director Xu seemed oblivious, continuing to write and draw as if he hadn't heard anything, showing no interest in the matter.

Luo Yu understood immediately.

Those of them who work with women must have seen this kind of thing many times. They get angry once or twice, but after seeing it many times, they get used to it and don't take it seriously anymore.

"The fight next door is about to turn upside down. The young woman was screaming at first, but then she went silent. I guess she was knocked unconscious."

Luo Yu quickly interjected, "Didn't Aunt Hu do anything about it?"

Aunt Hu rolled her eyes. "What can we do? Go knock on their door in the middle of the night and ask them why they beat their wife? Don't they have any face left?"

I can't make a sound unless they come to my door.

Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast. If they haven't come looking for me, it means they're trying to cover it up and hide it. If I take the initiative to go to their door, I'll make an enemy of them.

Although she was in charge of women's affairs, she didn't have to rush into everything; she wouldn't do anything that was thankless and exhausting.

What if she tries to offer all her well-intentioned advice, only to have the young wife hate her in return? What would she gain from that?

Been taught a lesson.

Luo Yu quickly figured it out, and then she heard Aunt Zhang gossiping about her neighbor's second aunt's family. It was almost eleven o'clock when Xi Beizhan went out for a while, came back with a lunchbox, and put it on the stove to heat up with her.

The group had lunch together at noon, and Xi Beizhan even went to the cafeteria to get cabbage stew with vermicelli for everyone to eat together.

There was no meat, but the cabbage was grown without chemical fertilizers, so it tasted really good, sweet and delicious, making you want to eat more.

Luo Yu spent the rest of the day listening to the gossip of several middle-aged women in the room.

After get off work in the afternoon, the group walked out of the office. Luo Yu shivered from the cold, tightened her coat, and hid behind Xi Beizhan as they left the office building.

"Why is it still raining?"

Aunt Zhang complained and hurried into the snowstorm.

Director Xu waved his hand, "Let's hurry up and go. The snow should stop tomorrow, and we'll have to clear it after that."

Aunt Liu and the others nodded and followed suit.

Luo Yu and Xi Beizhan stayed until the very end, their eyes constantly fixed on the older women in front of them, afraid that one of them might slip and fall.

A fall at that age can be very serious; it could easily lead to a fracture. They have to keep an eye on things, at least before the animals leave the mine.

The two stood at the entrance of the university for a long time, waiting until the older women had all left before turning back.

Do we have to clear the snow every time it snows?

Luo Yu looked at Xi Beizhan with curiosity.

Xi Beizhan shook his head. "I arrived three months earlier than you, how would I know? I just heard there was such a thing."

Not only do we need to clear the snow from the yard, but we also need to clear the snow from the streets outside to make it easier for people to walk.

Luo Yu nodded knowingly.

When Luo Yu was a child, she also participated in snow removal when she was in school. As soon as the snow stopped, she would go home, pick up a shovel, walk back to school, and then clean up the snow in sections by class.

Their school has a large student body, with four or five hundred students in each grade. Each person can clean about two or three meters of the road. They don't need to clean the entire road. They mainly need to clean the slow lane and leave the middle section unattended. The school is also worried about accidents happening with cars coming and going.

When Luo Yu woke up the next day, she found that the snow outside had stopped. Aunt Xi had swept the snow in the yard twice yesterday, and a thick layer of snow had fallen again last night, about five or six centimeters thick.

Luo Yu put on the long red scarf she had knitted yesterday afternoon, along with the gray cotton glove that Aunt Xi had specially made for her. She then picked up a shovel and prepared to go out to clear the snow.