At this moment, the melody of "East is Red" blared from the factory loudspeaker. Several wooden-bodied trucks with canvas tops rumbled toward the warehouse across the street. The drivers inside each sat smoking and puffing their chests out, looking arrogant and unconcerned.,Li Yuan looked up at the sky. Two days ago, a sandstorm swept through the capital city, covering everything in a layer of yellow sand. But the sky was still a refreshing blue, making people feel clear-headed and invigorated.,Both parents and seven sets of siblings, along with their nephews and nieces, all ate窩頭 (a type of flatbread made from coarsely ground maize). The saved white flour, eggs, and meat were all given to the youngest one who was the weakest.。