In that sense, I was standing on the same starting line as those college graduates, wasn’t I? Just as I was thinking this, Section Chief Ma came into the room. He wanted to take a batch of lenses I had just sorted out to the senior manager in charge of production for inspection. As he had instructed, I had arranged the lenses neatly on a sheet of white paper about the size of an A4 sheet. The problem now was how to carry that sheet of paper to the manager without disturbing the arrangement of the lenses. I had long known that Section Chief Ma had earned his position through eight or nine years of experience operating injection-molding machines. In fact, he had never even finished junior middle school. Now, faced with the sheet of paper covered with neatly arranged lenses, he was clearly at a loss. He tried several different methods, but none worked, so he began asking Xiang Li for advice. Xiang Li was even more clumsy. At one point, she nearly scattered the lenses and ruined their care...
I asked her quietly, “Um… he’s not going to spend the night here, is he?” Luo Xiaohua gave me a suggestive smile. “He’s already here. What do you think? Of course he’s staying the night. Besides, whenever he’s on the day shift, he spends the night here.” Whenever? The thought of having a man and a woman sleeping in the bunk below me whenever I was on the day shift made me miserable. “Aren’t male workers forbidden from entering the women’s dormitory? It says so in the factory rules.” Luo Xiaohua gave me a cold look. “Rules are dead. People are alive. Besides, she’s not the only one in this dorm who brings a male worker in for the night.” At that, I remembered that Luo Xiaohua was married too. Her husband worked at the factory as a cleaner. I immediately fell silent. That night, lying in bed, I could not stop thinking about the young couple below me. The whole situation was unbearably awkward. I tried not to turn over. Whenever I moved, the bed below moved with me. The bed was poorly mad...