Siheyuan: Starting from a Truck Driver

What's more, Qiang Binyue also found a way for me to make a living.

The little black fat man knew very well that following Li Aiguo's plan would bring them far more benefits than what they could get from getting involved in the pigeon market.

After some operating procedures are completed, the effects are so obvious that everyone can see them.

Talking and connecting are routine in any era. At about 7:30 in the morning, when Zhang Youling finished washing up and attending the routine meeting, she left the machinery section.

Zhang Youling is the kind of man who doesn't like to ask about trivial matters.

"Male homosexual?" The dark-skinned fat man asked with some surprise, "Did you leave your name?"

When talking about his residence, he seemed to have promised to treat Ding Qiunan to some popsicles.

You didn't mention Zhang Yazhi's matter again, but just had some casual chat.

"Brother Aiguo, all the crosstalk performers in Tianjin thank you for your kindness." The dark fat man bowed deeply.

"Patriotic comrade, please wait a moment."

The fat man said with a humorous smile: "If possible, how about letting me perform a quick clapper for you?"

"Very active."

Although the things were in a mess, each one was clearly marked.

At this moment, Li Aiguo realized that even though the short fat man had small eyes, they were wide open as big as bells in an instant.

The atmosphere under the train.

The sunlight shone through the mottled and dilapidated windows, onto the pencil, and the flickering golden light reflected into the fat man's eyes.

Fatty is the type of person who easily forgets the kindness of others.

The fat black guy was about to go back to the dormitory to enjoy a refreshing cold shower.

Where did the train driver get the money to pay just now?

Li Aiguo succinctly summarized his idea, which is to build a material exchange line in the Gyeonggi region.

Finally I took it and counted it carefully.

The fat man took it and read the entire content carefully.

Among them, the one at the bottom is not the national food coupon.

The capital city has a larger demand, while Tianjin requires relatively fewer and lower-quality agricultural products.

"That's the cargo you need this time. We will deliver it to your train when we arrive in Tianjin tomorrow."

I don't want to go back and have to worry about concentrating on my work.

Maybe this is also an important turning point.

Because he was busy, he had put the matter behind him.

The fat black man walked into the inner room, and heard a voice saying, "Do you want to hear the dishes being announced in a clapperboard?"

The nature of money remains unchanged. Even if it falls outside the toilet, it is still currency.

He quickly asked the fat man to find some toilet paper and a pen to solve the problem.

"reject."

"He has a name, but he asked you to do it, saying he owes you an old popsicle."

There are no risks.

“Is the number so small?”

Like Wang Da Kui, Fatty has accumulated extensive connections in Tianjin since he was a child.

Unconsciously, the fat black man blurted out the word "order".

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Does this mean that we have saved the intangible cultural heritage?

When going out.

"Thanks, man."

"..."

The fat black man thanked him softly and turned back to the dormitory door.

If it weren't for the fat man's help at the train station, I would really have spent my time by the fence.

And indeed it is.

Zhang Yazhi had obviously discovered something and had been avoiding the neighboring rooms and refusing to talk about it.

"It is said that the patriotic and ambitious young people did not come, but this boy is quite handsome."

"Just let the capital prepare slowly."

The strong Bin Yue did not go directly to find Li Aiguo.

While the agreement was not yet completed, the fat black man asked the fat white man to sign and seal it, and put the contract in his pocket.

This cigarette is not an ordinary cheap cigarette, but a product of good quality.

As usual, Little Fatty also wrote a draft of the supply list needed by Tianjin according to regulations.

Then he rode his bicycle out of the side door of the locomotive depot, went around the alley, and finally arrived at the steel plant.

The guard took the tobacco and his expression became slightly less polite.

I think I should spend that money as soon as possible.

This is true in any era, there are rich and poor people in the world.

But this business may not be able to compare with the effect of Xiao Baipang's busy work in the bird market for half a month.

It is truly an open era.

The train arrived in Beijing at seven o'clock on time.

The fat black man laughed.

Due to the unplanned timing, the two guys bumped into each other.

This seducer from the next train actually fell in love with two train attendants.

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Hey.

Looking at the hard-earned money, the fat little white man reached out and took it back.

As expected, crosstalk performers are not scheming and are always thinking about taking advantage of others.

The strong Bin Yue turned around, took out some cash from his underwear pocket and handed it to the fat black man.

...

During the last two trips, passengers praised the service of the crew.

"That fountain pen... seems to be fine! Look, the nib is intact, and the grip is brightly colored." Little Fatty quickly put away his expression and said regretfully, "He is a train driver, and he doesn't need such an expensive pen. If you want to sell it, you can pay 70 yuan."

We must be careful, the crosstalk performers' cleverness cannot be trusted.

"I hope you can deliver it on time tomorrow."

You can always access a group of loyal old customers.

The newly hired switchman divorced his rural wife immediately because he had an income within the system.

The strong Bin Yue took out a piece of straw paper from his canvas bag and handed it to the fat black man.

The fat black man waved his hand. "It was that easy last time. You didn't need to give any special instructions then."

And a compartment was specially reserved for me in the carriage.

In comparison, the number of national food coupons is even more scarce, and the selling price of each pound across the country is seven cents cheaper than in Tianjin.

If it was really as he said, even when he was having a full meal, he would still be thinking about his fellow disciples.

Daoxiangcun cakes, Beijing almond candy, Beijing candied fruit products, Changping strawberries...

Qiang Binyue was amazed at those stories.

Old-fashioned popsicles... Could it be Ding Qiunan?

"What happened? Is it resolved?"

The little fat boy nodded.

"You don't have a pen." The fat black man shook his head, asked him to put away the simple pen, and then took out the golden pen from his pocket.

"Seventy yuan is used as start-up funds, and the profits will be evenly distributed after the goods are sold."

Look at that

The hot summer is inevitable. Whether walking on the wide streets under the blazing sun or stepping into the shadows of trees and buildings, the high temperature is always there, making it impossible to escape. On the small road outside the railway section, the fat man with a big beard, Wang, maintained the same behavior as last time, lurking in the bushes with a few of his men, staring closely at the railway workers who walked out of the gate.

Just like the last time, Wang Huzi waited for two hours. His clothes were soaked, mosquitoes were biting him all over, and the heat was so hot that he almost suffocated him, but he still didn't see Li Aiguo. "Damn it, is Jia Dongxu kid teasing us?" A young man couldn't stand it anymore and jumped out of the forest.

His stick was placed horizontally behind the second-to-last tire, while Qin Huairu was lying in ambush on the roadside, even covering her head with a sack. Fatty Wang suddenly opened his eyes wide, slapped his thigh and retorted: "This possibility is very small. If we are so unlucky that we didn't encounter anyone in the two ambushes, it would be very strange!"

Qin Huairu, a railway employee, knew what was going on when she saw Li Aiguo, sobbing softly, "Master, you were beaten."

Jia Dongxu grabbed the doctor's white coat and shouted excitedly: "Doctor, you must save your son. He means everything to you."

"Bang..." Li Aiguo seemed to be completely unaware of this person's situation.

"That kid Li Aiguo is so cunning that he let me go that time."

The doctor was treating Li Aiguo's wound, and the steel mill started working on time at 7: every morning. At this time, Li Aiguo tried to struggle to stand up. "Looking for someone? What for?" Yi Zhonghai frowned in confusion.

"How can you still see people when you're riding a bicycle and flying in the air?" Yi Zhong's eyes were sharp, and he asked with a disdainful tone: "Old Yi, are you going to be a coward when you see your apprentice being bullied like this?"

A gangster suggested: "Boss, maybe Jia Dongxu's target is actually someone you want to torture, so he deliberately asked us to deal with Li Aiguo, in fact, to make things difficult for you."

The doctor looked at Li Aiguo and was secretly surprised.

"Why are you crying? Your son may not survive. He must have cursed you on purpose."

Wang Dadan, that is Qin Huairu, today is destined to be the day of punishment, and Yi Zhonghai happened to be at the center of this storm. At this moment, Li Aiguo rushed out of the steel mill in a panic. Since being severely punished by Qin Huairu last time, Yi Zhonghai is no longer easily afraid of similar things, but he still hurried to go home as soon as possible. Another young man also didn't care about his manners and ran to the nearby ditch to wash his face with water, hoping to wash away some of the anxiety and sweat in his heart.

Riding a bicycle, I wobbled towards the courtyard.

"Hey, she's actually learned to talk back."

"Master, if it is Qin Huairu, since you plan to look for her later..."

Yi Zhonghai realized the subtlety and difficulty of the matter.

Jia Zhang felt aggrieved, and she pouted her lips, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Mother, how could he blame you like this? Your father-in-law passed away early, and you have endured so much alone..."

At this time.

Yi Zhonghai stared at Yu Yueyan who was in hysterics and frowned slightly: "This matter is so complicated, perhaps because I was worried, but if you want justice for Dongxu..."

Li Aiguo's face was bruised and swollen, with blood stains at the corners of his mouth, as if he had been beaten several times.

"Really?" Yi Zhonghai frowned, "So, he has seen this person's true face?"

"Take your time, don't be so impatient that you feel like you're about to fly off into the sky..."

Wang Xiao Huzi's expression suddenly brightened, and the light in his eyes was blazing.

If they want to convict me, they have to go through the Railway Police Department first.

Jia Dongxu glared at Jia Zhang fiercely and muttered: "Ever since he entered your family, bad things have happened one after another!"

"I have to go back and guard the entrance to the Qiheyuan."

Upon hearing that Li Aiguo was admitted to the hospital, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang rushed over immediately.

The doctor was bandaging Yu Yueyan's wound, but he was so upset by the quarrel between the two that the bandage almost slipped off.

Hearing this, Yu Yueyan was stunned, wiped away her tears, stood up, and smiled awkwardly: "Mom, that's because you are worried about Dongxu."