Chapter 12 - The Great Dream

　　While the two were joking, Zhao saw Han Dong and House Quan and Wang Fei walking over with the youth whose face was white with fear just now. 　　"Brother Zhao, you're afraid you don't recognize me, right? I'm one term below you." 　　A very trendy T-shirt, it looks like that Gu Zhi Chang when this is in charge of logistics and infrastructure of the deputy factory director is really a fat, feet three A shoes, that T-shirt chest a sunflower logo, as if it is the French brand name Monte Jiao, just a single thin a little bit, it is like a with a bamboo pole hanging with a piece of clothing like. 　　"Gu Xiaofeng right? Somewhat impressive, it's been a long time since I've been back to the factory, many people are a bit unrecognizable." If it wasn't for Wang Fei's introduction earlier, Zhao Guodong definitely couldn't recall this person, but now that his old man was the vice factory director, Zhao Guodong didn't feel the need to offend anyone. 　　That youth was obviously very happy that Zhao Guodong was able to remember himself, and he was busy spilling a long pack of Red Tashan in his hand, "Brother Zhao still thinks of me? Just now it all depends on Brother Zhao." 　　"What are you talking about, at least we are all from the factory, can we still let outsiders spread their wildness here?" Zhao waved his hand to indicate that he didn't smoke, but he heard a loud noise at the entrance of the ballroom, and a few tall and strong figures poured in at once. 　　A few people's hearts were all tight, but at a closer look, they saw that the leader was Zhao Deshan, carrying a thick steel pipe in his hand, he ran up aggressively, "Brother, I heard that there are people from Jiangmiao Street who are looking for you to cause trouble?" 　　Zhao's face immediately sank, "Get lost! I'm here, it's your turn to come? What do you want to do with that look? Make trouble for me?" 　　Zhao Deshan then remembered his own big brother's identity, the criminal police out, who dares to be reckless? I carry a stick, not to find embarrassment for my brother? 　　Zhao Deshan snapped and was trying to take a few partners behind him to leave, Gu Xiaofeng had already greeted up, red Tashan rain generally sprinkled out, "Zhao brother, Zhao second brother how to say is also to help you ah." 　　Ma Zhengkui also walked over, "Guodong, Deshan also has good intentions." 　　Zhao's face only looked slightly better, "Help? He does not give me a favor on the line, this is the world of the Communist Party, carry a knife and a stick that is their own want to drill into the classroom." 　　Ignited the cigarette beautifully inhaled a mouthful, the taste of Hongtashan indeed is not Axiu Huangguoshu this kind of goods can be compared to, Zhao Deshan knows that at this time he is indeed not suitable to stay here, hurriedly gave a few people a greeting, slipped out. 　　"Guodong, your family Deshan can only be subdued by you, now even your father is a bit unmanageable." Ma Zhengkui saw Zhao Deshan in front of Zhao Guodong like a meek kitten, he didn't even dare to say more than one sentence, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "You have to keep your family Deshan under tighter control, this year, he didn't have much to do, he just led a bunch of sons and daughters from the factory to go around and have dealings with those people on Jiangmiao Street." 　　Zhao nodded, "Thank you Ma, I'll have time now that I'm back, there's me, how dare he?!" 　　"Alas, the factory is not hiring either, if Deshan can enter the factory and have a shift, it might be a matter." Ma Zhengkui shook his head, "Guodong, why don't you get him to work in your police station's joint defense team." 　　"He hasn't even been a soldier, I'm afraid he can't." There are only a few targets for soldiers in the factory every year, and the competition is bloody, without some hard relationships can not go, after all, back to the factory can be a formal job. 　　Originally very cordial atmosphere was Zhao Deshan with a bunch of people to destroy, when Kong Yue and Han Dong and Zhao Guodong said goodbye to leave, Zhao Guodong really some reluctance to leave, or the house full of interest, on behalf of Zhao Guodong invited Kong Yue and Han Dong to go to Zhao Guodong to play, Kong Yue and Han Dong are very quick to agree. 　　And a group of students greeted Zhao Guodong also went home, back home Zhao Guodong some excitement, lying in bed for a long time can not sleep. The factory is divided into only three rooms, parents a, big sister Zhao Lingshan although also divided into a single dormitory, but seldom go to live, so also occupied a, the remaining a big room, became the four brothers dormitory. 　　The good thing is that Zhao Guodong has been out of school, graduated and worked in the unit after living more time, and the oldest four Zhao Changchuan, the oldest five Zhao Yunhai are living in the school, so it also so make up over. 　　Today's weekend, Zhao Changchuan and Zhao Yunhai are back, four beds are still like the old days as high and low beds, Zhao Guodong and Zhao Changchuan one, Zhao Deshan and Zhao Yunhai one, but next door to the bunk of that bed is still idle now, Zhao Deshan do not know when to come back. 　　Zhao didn't know when he fell asleep, he only felt that this sleep was particularly fragrant and long, it was like decades. Countless dreams appeared in his mind during the night, shuttling through like a horse. 　　In the haze Zhao heard someone talking, "Guodong hasn't gotten up yet?" 　　"Let's wait for him to sleep a little longer, anyway, Sunday, he probably didn't get much sleep in the Interpol." 　　"It's almost lunchtime, let him eat and then take a nap." 　　"Wait a little longer." 　　After a burst of footsteps, the room quieted down. 　　Zhao rolled over and sat up in a single bound, his crotch panties were wet and so uncomfortable, who were those women in his memory? In addition to Tang Zhuan seems to have many other women, it seems a long time without this physical phenomenon, Zhao Guodong shook his head, this is how it is? 　　The room because the curtains are not pulled open, it seems dark, Zhao Guodong sat on the bed with some bewilderment, is he making a dream, or what is going on? He carefully measured his own body, strong and full of power, underwear or memory of the kind of old-fashioned white ball pants, oh, no, no, now only in a dream? 　　In a trance, the broken memories seemed to be slowly linked up, last night's dream was like a long and delicate sitcom floating in his mind, Zhao Guodong was a little surprised to find that the dream was so real and profound, so profound that it was like every single thing had happened to him. 　　Zhao Guodong tried hard to make his memories clearer, but the dream seemed to be a real dream seemed to leave only a rope to connect the memories, broken memories hanging on the rope, but more things seem to be hidden in the mist. 　　Taking a deep breath, he tried his best to quiet his mind so that he could remember everything in the dream, but it didn't seem so easy. 　　Zhao looked at the colorful paintings on the wall with a calendar, and then looked at the watch on his hand, which was a Japanese Double Lion automatic watch with a calendar, which cost Zhao two whole months' salary, that's right, everything is as it is, did I really have a dream? 　　Zhao Guodong asked himself, he did not know the dream that all is true, but as engraved in the memory, this is the past dream never had things, this is in the end how is it? Could it be that this is the legendary dream of Nanke?