Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

The truck left the county town, and the dirt road became increasingly bumpy.

Old Sun knocked on the car window from behind.

Master Feng gripped the steering wheel, pretending not to hear.

The car window rattled a few more times.

He pushed the door open just a crack.

"What are you doing?"

Old Sun's voice came in.

"Let's take Lin to the office for a quick bite to eat!"

Master Feng asked Lin Xiuhe, "Are you hungry?"

"good."

"Let's go to the cold storage first."

Old Sun was getting anxious from behind.

"They've been on a train all night!"

Lin Xiuhe turned her head.

"Let's go to the cold storage first."

"The food is all heated up."

"Are the people on the night shift still there?"

Old Sun held onto the truck bed railing, the wind blowing his hair into a mess.

"I haven't finished get off work yet."

"Then let's see them first."

Master Feng closed the window.

The truck rounded a bend, and the food company's red brick wall appeared on the side of the road.

There was a white sign with black lettering hanging at the entrance.

County Food Company.

Instead of driving to the office building, the car went directly to the backyard.

The old cold storage is located at the very back of the factory area.

Large patches of plaster had peeled off the walls, and the windows were boarded up. Several broken wooden crates were piled up by the door, and a wheelbarrow missing a wheel was parked in the corner.

A dozen or so workers were waiting at the door.

The older workers leaned against the wall, while several younger workers still clutched the gloves they had just taken off.

Old Sun jumped down from the truck bed.

"The person has arrived."

The workers all looked this way.

Lin Xiuhe got out of the car and placed the canvas bag next to the steps.

Standing at the front was a female worker in her forties, her apron stained with oil, and her hair tied up in a bun at the back of her head.

"You must be Lin?"

"I am."

The female worker took half a step forward.

"Did you see the paper we wrote on?"

"I saw it."

"You've seen them all?"

"I've seen them all."

The female worker was still clutching the corner of her apron.

The young man next to him couldn't help but chime in.

"You saw the one whose name wasn't fully written too?"

Lin Xiuhe nodded.

"I saw it."

"That's my dad."

The young man pointed behind him.

"He can only write the character '王' (king)."

The old worker leaning against the wall coughed.

"Is it not enough that you can write '王' (Wang)?"

"Father, Wang is our surname."

"Is the surname not the given name?"

The people around laughed.

Old Sun moved aside at the doorway.

"Let's go inside and talk."

The female worker stood still.

She looked at Lin Xiuhe, the words on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back.

Old Sun urged her.

"Chunmiao, ask whatever you want."

Wang Chunmiao loosened the corner of her apron.

"Lin, may I ask you something first?"

"Please ask."

"Are you here to fix the machine, or are you just going to stay for a couple of days, write a few notes, and leave?"

The workers who were just laughing suddenly fell silent.

Old Sun frowned.

"Chunmiao, how can you talk to a guest like that?"

"I'll ask."

Wang Chunmiao did not turn around.

"People from the school have come before."

"We measured the temperature during the day, checked the records at night, and everything seemed fine when we left."

"Later, when night fell, the machine was shut down as usual."

Xiao Han stood behind her, holding a pair of rubber gloves in his hand.

"There's a mentor for the day shift."

"If a problem arises during the night shift, the only option is to shut off the power."

"I was criticized the next day."

"They say we don't understand and are just messing around with the machines."

Old Sun raised his arm and wiped his face.

"The factory has already corrected the previous situation once."

Wang Chunmiao turned to him.

"The new warehouse has been changed."

"The old warehouse hasn't opened yet."

"Now they're making us go in to keep watch again."

Old Sun's mouth moved, but he couldn't find the words to reply.

Lin Xiuhe asked, "Was the old warehouse opened last night?"

"no."

"Who won't move aside?"

Xiao Han pointed towards the door.

"Comrade Zhou."

Lin Xiuhe turned her face away.

"Is Zhou Zhiyuan inside?"

"I arrived last night."

Old Sun took over the conversation.

"Manager Huang wanted to power it on and test it first, but he stopped him."

"Water got into the wall, and the wiring hasn't been completely checked yet."

Wang Chunmiao pushed open the outer door.

Cold air rushed out through the cracks in the door.

The overhead light wasn't on, but a beam of flashlight light shone from the bottom of the east wall.

Zhou Zhiyuan was squatting against the wall, holding chalk in his hand. The old electrician stood beside him, carrying his toolbox and searching for wires along the wall.

Hearing the door open, Zhou Zhiyuan stood up.

The cuffs were rolled up to the forearms, and there was a streak of white ash on the shoulder.

He first saw Wang Chunmiao, then his gaze fell on Lin Xiuhe.

"arrive?"

"Just arrived."

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"not yet."

Old Sun outside the door immediately spoke up.

"She insisted on coming over first."

Zhou Zhiyuan placed the chalk on the windowsill.

"After a night's journey, let's go get something to eat first."

Lin Xiuhe had already taken the gloves that Wang Chunmiao handed her.

"First, explain what happened last night."

Zhou Zhiyuan looked at the gloves in her hand.

"Still the same temper."

"Professor Chen said the same thing."

Did he manage to persuade her?

"no."

Zhou Zhiyuan's lips twitched, and he handed her the record board by the wall.

"The computer wasn't turned on last night."

"They only checked the lighting wiring and the water seepage in the east wall."

Several times were written on the paper.

At 10:40, the power to the lighting circuit was cut off.

At 11:15, water started seeping through the east wall.

At 1:20, frost had formed on the door.

At 3:05, there was the sound of water dripping inside the warehouse.

Lin Xiuhe turned the page to the back.

A new line was written above it.

Manager Huang requested that the warehouse be opened before 8:30 a.m.

"Why the rush?"

Old Sun, standing at the door, replied, "A truckload of meat was originally scheduled to arrive today."

"The old warehouse is closed, and the new warehouse can't hold the goods."

Wang Chunmiao turned around.

"Why didn't anyone tell the night shift about this?"

"It was only decided yesterday afternoon."

"It was decided yesterday afternoon, and now they want us to wait for the warehouse to open tonight?"

Old Sun was so anxious that his ears turned red.

"I only heard about it in the middle of the night."

A series of footsteps echoed down the corridor.

Manager Huang walked in with the head of the transportation department and the warehouse manager, carrying several delivery slips in his hands.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Xiuhe.

"Lin, you've arrived just in time."

"The county added two extra truckloads of goods last night."

Old Sun took the order and quickly flipped through a few pages.

"Didn't you say a whole truckload?"

"Temporary allocation to two counties."

"The call came at 11 p.m. last night."

Manager Huang wiped his forehead.

"The new warehouse is already full, and there's another batch of goods waiting to be shipped out this morning."

"The old warehouse is closed today, so the three truckloads of meat will just have to be piled up in the yard."

The warehouse clerk, holding the ledgers, stood to the side and added a comment.

"The sales department hasn't finished processing all the outbound orders yet."

"The new warehouse can't be freed up anytime soon."

Wang Chunmiao's face tightened.

"We can't let the night shift go in to try it."

Manager Huang turned to her.

"Spring Seedlings, I know you're afraid."

"But if the three truckloads of meat really spoil in the yard, the entire factory's bonuses will be affected at the end of the month."

"The driver can't wait forever."

"I didn't tell you to tough it out."

"Open it for a few hours first, put the goods in, and check it later."

Zhou Zhiyuan asked, "Where does the water enter from inside the wall?"

Manager Huang turned to look at the electrician.

The electrician put the toolbox on the ground.

"Still looking."

Why is the power out?

"The investigation isn't finished yet."

"Which gate should we open?"

Manager Huang's face slowly turned red.

"That's why I'm waiting for the school staff to arrive."

He looked at Lin Xiuhe.

"Lin, why don't you take a look at the machine first?"

"Can we make it through today?"

Lin Xiuhe closed the record board.

"It cannot be opened now."

Manager Huang took half a step forward.

"You didn't even look at the machine."

"Water got into the wall, and the lights went out."

"None of the reasons have been investigated clearly."

"Now that the power is on, who will go into the warehouse?"

Manager Huang pointed to the door.

What should we do with those three truckloads of goods?

"First, figure out what kind of goods they are."

The head of the transportation department handed over the form.

"One truckload of frozen meat, one truckload of fresh meat, and one truckload of non-staple foods."

Lin Xiuhe finished flipping through the three forms.

"Non-staple foods do not need to be stored in cold storage."

The warehouse keeper immediately said, "The east warehouse is full too."

"How full is it?"

"There's still a little bit left in the aisle."

"Clear the aisle."

"Frozen meat is being stored in the new warehouse."

"Load the goods that need to be shipped this morning onto the truck first."

The head of the transportation department was getting anxious.

"The cars haven't all arrived yet."

"Whichever arrives first, load it first."

"Where's the fresh meat?"

"Go get the ice."

Manager Huang said, "The factory's vehicle has already gone."

"Borrow another one."

Where can I borrow it?

Zhou Zhiyuan separated the three sheets and placed them on the windowsill.

"There are two empty trucks at the transport station."

"I'll coordinate it."

"The frozen meat will be unloaded from the new warehouse first."

"Non-staple food items are transferred to Dongcang."

"Keep the fresh meat in the truck and keep it under ice until the old warehouse is inspected before moving it."

Manager Huang looked at him.

"Will the transport station agree?"

"I'll go tell them."

"The driver also needs to return home."

"I'll discuss the return trip time."

Zhou Zhiyuan picked up his coat and paused half a step as he passed Lin Xiuhe.

"Curry is yours."

"Leave the outside to me."

Lin Xiuhe nodded.

"Give me the night shift log first."

Wang Chunmiao immediately took out the small notebook tucked inside her apron.

Manager Huang looked at the notebook, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"It's officially recorded with the warehouse manager."

Wang Chunmiao handed the notebook to Lin Xiuhe.

"The official version only allows you to write the result."

"This describes the process."

Lin Xiuhe accepted it.

"I'll look at this first."

Manager Huang took a deep breath.

"Lin, the factory really can't wait any longer."

"I know."

"Then give me a straight answer."

Lin Xiuhe opened Wang Chunmiao's notebook.

"The old warehouse is not open now."

"The goods won't spoil in the yard."

Manager Huang was about to ask another question when a car horn suddenly sounded outside.

One sound after another.

Old Sun ran to the window and looked out.

"The car has arrived."

Manager Huang turned and walked out.

"Make sure the driver doesn't turn off the engine!"

Another young man from the transportation department rushed into the corridor.

"Manager, there's a traffic jam ahead."

Not one.

"The two cars behind followed."

In the yard, three trucks were lined up in a row.

The tarpaulin on the carriage was still covered with morning dew.

The driver at the front had already jumped out of the car and was shouting across half the yard:

"Where to unload?"

Manager Huang stood at the door, his forehead covered in sweat.

Wang Chunmiao, Xiao Han, and the night shift workers all looked at Lin Xiuhe.

Lin Xiuhe closed her notebook.

"Frozen meat trucks are being moved to the new warehouse."

"Non-staple foods are sent to the East Warehouse."

"Don't open the truck yet, fresh meat truck."

She took off her gloves and handed them to Xiao Han.

"Take me to see the east wall."

"Chunmiao, tell me again what happened before and after the power outage last night."

Manager Huang stood by the door.

"What about the old warehouse?"

Lin Xiuhe had already walked towards the east wall.

"Open it after you've finished checking."

"Can you open today?"

"First, investigate what needs to be investigated."

"Fix what needs fixing."

"Whether it's turned on or off is up to the machine."