Starship Girl Express

"'The last goodbye', Kaffir always used some strange and beautiful words, literary."

She didn't have time to talk to Nessie, but only cared about her own topic: "Nah - that's all the stories I have to tell ...... How about when you were a kid? Brother and sister to play with you?"

"When I was a kid? Forget about coming, it's boring! My brothers and sisters all flew off to play on their own and left us alone to play with the neighborhood kids. They came back and stuffed us with some sweet flower sticks and told us to keep it a secret from our parents ......".

"How else?!"

"No, it's not as much fun as the nursery. ...... The nursery at the textile factory is a lot of fun! In the cotton warehouse, you can jump in the cotton pile and pour during activity time! I think that's what it feels like to be in the clouds!"

"Making fun of the cotton? Not considered sabotage of supplies?"

"Making cotton, adults don't care ...... can also help them fluff it." "Well, it's fun to listen to ......."

"Well, it's fun to listen to ......."

"Grow up and we won't let you! I've only played with it a few times, and hey, why does my family have brothers and sisters ......"

"Hey--"

"Forget about the sadness! Can you get some time off work to hang out? How about it, it's rare to want to play with you."

"Nah - hypocritical ...... no leave please la, have said I don't count any work, that there is a leave said ......"

"Hey? What about ......"

When Kaffir had a look at Nessie, she saw that she had her fooled and smirked, "What do we do? What else can I do, just go if I want to, or not go if I don't want to."

"Hey? Hey! That's a good feeling! Then we'll go to ...... tomorrow... Oh yeah, that's right, I almost forgot! Ahem, Caffeine, is there anywhere you want to go tomorrow?"

"Well? Why are you asking me where I want to go when you're the one who asked me to play?"

Nessie grimaced, but she couldn't say that her mother had taught her to ask, and it seemed that the task couldn't be forced upon her: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, just asking, just asking ......".

"If you must say so ...... has been wanting to make another trip to the District 12 temple lately ......"

"An outing?! Very good! Together!"

"No it's not. ......"

"Rush? Then I'll prepare something for a change."

"Oh no, I just want to go over there again at midnight by myself."

"Oh! 'Miracles' ...... You haven't put this behind you yet."

"Nah-"

Ness suddenly blessed her soul: "Ah! That's right! Don't go alone, let's go together in the middle of the night, we've seen it all, we'll trust you!"

Kaffir's eyes rolled, "Eh! Indeed, I hadn't thought of that! By the time you see it, you'll believe it too! Let's see if you're still laughing!"

"Hey ...... no la, I wasn't laughing at Kafue before either ...... just are miracles really that easy to see?"

Kafei shook her head, also a little uncertain: "How do you know if you don't try, it's true that a figure was collecting the offerings, blinked and disappeared, but that I did see ...... just for a moment, his face, I'll never forget, looks like ...... just like - just like - just like -"

Nessie, who was still engaged in sewing, looked back and said, "Like?"

I saw Caffeine say something and then she got stuck, her eyes were staring at a big round, as round as a wheel, and her neck was stitched up, turning evenly in a gooey mechanical way, her eyes just staring straight and deadly in one direction.

When Nessie saw Kaffir's strange appearance, she was curious, and while keeping her hand pushing the satin at an even speed, she lifted her body slightly and looked in the direction Kaffir was staring at, past the sewing machine and the connecting machinery.

The company has been in the process of developing the new product for the past two years, and has been working on it for more than a decade.

The boy was dressed in a gray cloth overalls, and his shoes were ordinary 28 canvas shoes, although he was not dressed in the uniform of the national school, but he was also dressed as an ordinary worker, nothing to make a fuss about.

But when it comes to peculiarities, it is really peculiar.

"Oh, it's the 'half-face' ah-"

Ness muttered under her breath, but Kafei didn't hear, so naturally she questioned, "What?"

"Hey - keep your voice down."

"What?"

"Why are you staring at people."

"Miracles ...... ah, not ......."

"What? Yes, don't be scared by his face. I heard he was burned by a bomb, it's a miracle he survived ......".

At that moment, the boy whom Nessie called "Half-Face" had already carried out all the bags of cloth and turned to pull out the empty cart, and from this angle he had a clear view of the burned half of his face.

His entire forehead was visible from the bridge of his nose down, and his left eye and left cheek were blurred with tendons.

In the bright electric light, Half-Face dragged the trailer briskly out of the building. Ness cocked her foot back and stepped on Caffeine to bring her back to her senses, "And staring, it's rude." "No, I'm not ......"

In the light of the shadow of the light, she could only see half of his face, and she couldn't do anything else but stare at him.

As the boys walked away, Nessie let go of her voice amidst the noise of machinery, and started a discussion with Kaffei behind her back: "This is the first time Kaffei has seen half a face, isn't it? He actually came over last week, and I heard he's been doing it for quite a while."

Still in shock and distracted by a thousand things, Kaffir responded with a perfunctory, "Yeah."

Ness didn't care about her emotional state, and said to herself, "...... He is a porter at the freight station, following the truck and moving the supplies to the designated locations in the various factories."

The next step is to have the trucks from the freight station, according to the production plan, further transported to the regional freight station warehouses of each factory, and finally, according to the indicators, to be pulled from the freight station to the specific factories.

There are no professional porters in the factory, and the final step of moving materials to machinery is done by casual laborers or apprentices.

The factory workers were only responsible for eating the food that was fed to them - reaching for the materials that were at hand and processing them. As for the work of Nessie, Kafei and their textile factory, the sewing line, fabric, satin, sewing thread, are all automated, the manufacturing process without hands, the part that needs to be hand-carried is the finished product that falls from the sewing table after weaving, usually after piling up, by the apprentice, handyman dragging a trailer to drag away at once.

Each truck has several to ten porters. The driver parks the truck in an open area, and the porters jump down and start transporting the materials to the designated location according to the instructions of the factory materials manager.

After the porters are familiar with a piece of the factory, the factory's materials manager and plant manager count and reconcile the goods, and report a plant and warehouse number, the porters can pull the goods to the location by themselves without anyone leading the way, which is much more efficient. ......

"...... Everyone is also convenient, so you see, this half-face should have been here for a continuous period of time, familiar with the place, I saw him ah, he is the only one hauling goods ......" Nessie explained the situation to Kafei.

"Yeah, right."

"That's right, I thought at first that it was someone who had worked in this area for a long time, transferred away, and then recently got transferred back, so I asked my mom, but she didn't seem to remember seeing half of his face, so it was weird."

"It's weird ......"

"It's weird, it's impossible not to be impressed by a boy with such characteristics once you've seen him."

RINGING-.

At this time at 27:30, the night shift's off duty bell rang all over the factory, and Half-Face came back in pushing a cart full of fabric bags in the bell, and Kafei tracked him again like radar, her eyes stalking him ...... and this time the boy seemed to feel the gaze, pushing the cart and looking this way with a smile.

"Nessie stopped in mid-exclaim, then buried her head and pretended to be busy finishing up.

The boy didn't stop, waiting for him to push the cart past, Nessie back pedaled, kicked Caffeine, and pinched her voice: "What are you waiting for, brake and get ready to go!"

"Uh-oh, oh-oh-oh-"

A group of night shift aunts and mothers, two girls busy, packing their used sewing machine, ready to hand over to the overtime shift after ...... today only half of the start of overtime, so Nessie's mother will not come.

The two girls packed up their sewing machines and waited for the trailer to be pulled away, then went to the employee lounge to get their bags and personal belongings - neither Kaffei nor Nessie had their own employee lockers.

When they came out from the corridor of the factory, they saw their colleagues who were on the night shift, the aunts and sisters-in-law, stuffing eggs and fruits in their arms.

She had to decide on the activities for tomorrow, and the key question was how to make a deal with Kafei to let her bring a few brothers with her. .......

She was in no mood to think about what Nessie was saying, and basically let Nessie say whatever she wanted ....... She intuitively felt that Half-Face had some kind of connection with the god on her birthday, especially the look in her eyes, and she was convinced that there would never be such a similar look in the world.

At the same time, the impact of face appearance is the same, Kaffir's senses are shocked, last time by the beauty of the shock, this time by the horror of the shock ......

In her heart, Kafei made up her mind that it would be more practical to look for the half-face that could be traced first, rather than the uncertainty of the temple miracle in District 12 - although she hadn't figured out why she needed to look for the half-face and what she would do when she found him.

On the other hand, Bai Mowgli also felt that fate was inexplicable. The world was so small that he could have bumped into the girl from that day just by carrying the goods around, so he instinctively smiled at her out of politeness and then suddenly remembered his own face.

Bai Mowgli was so embarrassed that he didn't expect to run into anyone who had seen his face, and he just wanted to get rid of her.

After the two young girls left, the after-work female workers gathered around again to thank them for helping them take care of their children this week, last week, and last week. ......

The story is complicated and simple, there seems to be some action on the frontline in the previous period, all the factories in Cadrasia have to raise the order, all the city workers have to work overtime until 36:00, so Kaffei couldn't borrow a bicycle.

On the Nessie side, the nursery was run by the warehouse managers on weekdays, with a few temporary workers to take care of the children and let the babies of the factory workers roll around in the cotton. But now that the factory is in full operation and inventory is being cleared, they can't keep the babies in the warehouse.

In the past, it was the factory director and deputy factory director who took care of the babies, but they had no choice but to take care of a group of dozens of little grandparents. Each time, they are locked in a large conference room with their little ancestors, signing documents for a meeting while being ridden on the neck to pee and pee on the head.

But this time was different. One day during the early shift of the 6th week of the 1st quarter, the factory manager, who was smiling cheerfully as usual, stood in front of the warehouse and waited for the little ancestors to gather, when it happened to be Bai Mo Wu's turn to deliver supplies.

It was already very heavy for the factory director to dispatch and schedule the work, but now he also had to act as the "auntie" of the nursery, feeding and nursing the children and carrying the urine and faeces, which made him run for his life.

Bai Mowan took a look at the bears and found that not all of them were babies, only three of them needed to be fed, but the rest were just a bunch of baby-heads, so he volunteered to take over the task of taking care of the babies - any factory manager could transfer the "followers" who were porters to his factory temporarily if he asked them to do so.