“It is useless even if I do. The hen only lays an egg or two at most per day. I always do my best to give you the best egg at fi rst hand. I’ll send you a report of what you can have tomorrow morning.”
“OK, then.”
At once, I quit Skype, thinking, Why would I work late for nothing when there was nothing I could do? Why should I?
This pissed me off . It was as annoying as one of the other cruel and stupid rules: No cooking in the dormitory! There would always be a regular check, a scheduled check, an offi cial check. When those who also cooked themselves came to check, no one was cooking. People who cooked were mostly families or groups of friends. They helped each other for the time being. They had to cook, because fi rstly, cooking at home saved much money; secondly, the food outside was fast food, junk food, unhealthy food; thirdly, the factory was in a remote area, and the food places were not even nearby. Basically, it was a rule of formalism that never really changed or did anything.