Siheyuan: Starting from a Truck Driver

The heavy square table almost caused Jia Dongxu to sprain his waist.

“Oh my…”

When they heard that some items needed to be moved, Wang Xiaokui and Zhang Qipao both ran over to help.

This is an inquiry.

The street office provides meals at noon.

Although it is just coarse noodles, it is mixed with lard when cooked on the kang, and it has a fragrant aroma.

After Aunt Liu had recovered enough strength, she stood up and started moving the cabinets again.

It was only then that Aunt Liu noticed that there was no obvious bruise on Zhang Yazhi's forehead.

After a brief lull,

"By the way, Li Aiguo hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet. He was seriously injured. Last night, someone hit him on the head with a brick while he was using the restroom."

Who could have expected that the small tree would be blown over by a light breeze?

I tried my best to hold Zhang Yazhi firmly and not let her leave.

Seeing the busyness in the house,

It seemed like fate brought Zhang Yazhi and Xu Damao together again.

She went out of the house under the pretext of moving cabinets and took a rest under the eaves.

It looked like the marks left by being attacked by some hard object like a stick.

He just lit a cigarette and took a leisurely puff.

"The banquet was hosted by Captain Liu and his group."

"Come on, help him."

Aunt Liu also has her own opinion about Xu Damao.

I am almost helpless now, and my only support is my beloved Zhang Yazhi.

It was ten o'clock in the morning when I rode my bike to deliver the quilt back to the maintenance depot dormitory.

The essence of the matter comes down to that residence.

"We need to tidy up the house. It's long overdue for a good clean."

Aunt Liu smiled and said, "Sister Yazhi, you should take your time to wash. When the working hours are over, there may be fewer people in the bathhouse."

"Well, my house is being renovated, so I'll stay here temporarily for a few days."

With kind-hearted people carrying the sedan chair, Lu Yongshuang would not let Jia Dongxu feel too restrained and also joined in to help.

"Not yet. Let's clean up the house during the holiday to save trouble in the future."

When this matter was mentioned, Li Aiguo waved his hand shyly and said, "Auntie, let's talk about the marriage slowly."

Zhang Yazhi walked a few steps with the basin in hand, looked back, and said mischievously, "Comrade Li Aiguo, I'll treat you to dinner later."

As Lu Yongshuang is a member of the Federation of Industry and Commerce and a director of the steel mill, he is qualified to attend the meeting.

Every time there is such an occasion, Lu Yongshuang always holds his head high with pride.

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The situation may seem tricky at first glance, but it is actually quite complicated to handle.

Jia Dongxu nodded in confirmation: "We have lived here for more than ten years, and the house has long been damp. After you get married, you have to renovate it."

Originally, I guessed that was just an excuse, and a few housekeepers were investigating a case.

"It's our fault for our poor attitude this time. We'll have to trouble you to go to the repair shop tomorrow."

When he heard that Li Aiguo wanted to renovate his house, Director Li smiled and said, "Aiguo, have you found a partner? What's his family background?"

"Captain Liu will come over for construction tomorrow. Please let me know so I can contact him directly." Aunt Liu took the document.

They had lunch at Liu Changyi's home and also tasted Liu Changyi's own lunch box meals.

The only electrical appliance in the house is a flashlight, which can be used anytime and anywhere.

Making the bed and sweeping the floor, Lu Yongshuang was sweating profusely, and her blue and white striped short-sleeved shirt was sticking to her body.

When she saw Aunt Liu, Zhang Yazhi was stunned for a moment and instinctively raised her hand to cover her forehead.

The summer sun shining into the house is like a sauna, it is extremely hot.

Captain Liu, we are actually quite capable, but they didn’t ask us to repair Duan Chang’s house.”

When the locomotive driver works in the heat outside the train and has to fall asleep in the high temperature outside after work, no one can stand such a situation.

Xiao Kui and Zhang Qipao were busy delivering goods to customers and had already left, leaving Aunt Liu alone to tidy up the dormitory.

When he learned that Aunt Liu was planning to renovate her house, he helped her with the paperwork without saying a word.

It is no wonder that Jia Dongxu is not very sensitive to the political trends.

"Was Li Aiguo beaten?"

Director Wang brought a bowl of cold noodles from outside the kitchen and ate lunch in the corner of the corridor.

Aunt Liu was confused, but didn't say much.

The house was now vacant and uninhabitable, so Lu Yongshuang could only temporarily live in the locomotive depot dormitory.

"Do you need help? I have connections here that can contact our unit's construction team."

Liu Changyi hadn't really considered Lu Yongshuang his own child yet, so he wasn't too angry.

Aunt Liu took the washbasin, changed into slippers, took a towel, and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

It's just for another purpose.

"Okay, just wait for him here."

Jia Dongxu was surprised, but he took it calmly and said with a smile: "Xiao Mao, you are also an unknown expert in the countryside. Director Mr. Lou is very satisfied with you. It is estimated that you can get married this month."

In this matter, Aunt Liu could not compete with the Jia family.

Their dormitory is a room that accommodates seven people.

Director Wang handed the paperwork to Aunt Liu and explained with a smile on his face: "He also knows that some cracks have appeared on the side wall of the Seven-Courtyard House after the recent light rain. It would be troublesome if someone was injured."

At that moment, Aunt Liu looked frightened and her hands relaxed unconsciously.

Considering that the current movement of renovating houses is relatively light, it may affect the quiet lives of residents far away.

After leaving the neighborhood office, Lu Yongshuang immediately went to Wang Xiaokui's house and borrowed a wheelbarrow filled with clothes to deliver to the dormitory.

"Well, there are some chores to do at home. Let's take stock of the good things first."

Different from the usual impression he gives when in uniform, he now looks a bit more like a frail man, more like a caring and considerate daughter-in-law.

"Aiguo, if your mechanical engineering team is really professional, how about repairing the broken wall of the Qiheyuan while you are repairing the house?"

I thought it would be an invitation to dinner.

All of Zhang Yazhi's salary this month went into Liu Changyi's pocket, and now she only has a few meal tickets left.

Fortunately, there is a meal supply system in the machinery section canteen, and workers can buy food with meal tickets.

In the evening, the canteen provides a dish exclusively for train employees - fried white radish and red radish. It costs one yuan per portion, which is cheap but filling.

Zhang Yazhi bought two portions of stewed white radish, three steamed breads, and purchased two bottles of cold beer on credit from the internal cooperative.

The dishes couldn’t be more unpretentious.

But as the old saying goes, "As long as there is wine, it is a good meal."

“Is this true?”

Indeed, this explanation works.

Zhang Yazhi took out a lighter and looked at Wang Gangzhu, who was covering his buttocks and wiping tears, and said, "Guangfu, do we want to continue riding the truck?"

Seeing that no one was paying attention, a few little boys climbed onto the back of the GAZ truck and crept up to the exhaust pipe, hoping to steal a few puffs of cigarettes.

"Seventh Master, although the children understand the situation, this still violates the family rules."

Before Liu Guangfu and more than a dozen maintenance workers arrived at Qiheyuan, white diesel smoke enveloped them.

People in the Liao family's backyard who could see this scene, like the Yan family, stared at it blankly, as if what happened yesterday had become an illusion.

...

It is a rare story like Xu Xiaomao and Zhuzi who grew up together and then became enemies.

Wang Gangtie looked at the exhaust pipe in confusion, then he chewed twice like others did, and then suddenly cried out "Ang".

Liu Huizhi's bright and cheerful smile remains as always.

Grandma Qi took out a piece of Cuban candy from her pocket and stuffed it into Li Aiguo's mouth.

Liu Guangfu got up before dawn in the morning, changed into coarse linen underwear, put on rubber sandals and prepared to go to the canteen of the locomotive section for lunch.

"When this country is facing external and internal troubles, how can the imperialists forget their enemies? How can they talk about fatigue or dirtiness?" Yan Bugui looked ahead with sharp eyes.

The young man asked curiously, "Brother Guangfu, what's wrong with you?"

"Can I fool you?"

the next day,

Which busy young person would send their children to stay with other families for a few days in order to take care of their career?

The slight resentment in Li Aiguo's heart disappeared in an instant.

“It only takes a little toothpaste.”

Yan Bugui pointed to the small truck next to him and said to Yan Jiecheng, "Jiecheng, look, if he works hard for a few more years and becomes a train driver, the repairs of our house will depend on the workers in the locomotive depot."

The bright yellow beer poured into the lunch box sparkled like a crystal gem in the sun.

After politely declining Liu Haizhi's offer, Liu Guangfu finished his breakfast and rode his bicycle back to the compound.

"Master Li, can you help him bring the meal back?"

"Sister Zhang, come and taste the food."

"Just hide under that wall over there."

A hissing sound came out.

He grabbed Ye Leiqing's collar and pulled him out the door.

The atmosphere between the two soon became harmonious again.

"Steel, does it still hurt?"

The aluminum lunch box was placed on the table, and he looked for two enamel jars to hold other things.

He drank too much and started coughing.

Yan Jiecheng: “…”

Qi Xiaoma took out toothpaste from the room and smeared it on the tip of Wang Gangtie's nose.

"Have you heard about the road widening on our street?"

Although the bitter taste lingers in the mouth at first, if you taste it carefully, the bitterness is like fresh beer foam blooming on the tip of the tongue.

Do I have to haggle over the meager rewards for working for my family?

The grievances accumulated over the years have accumulated in my heart.

Right now,

He pulled a cigarette from his pocket.

Do I still have to work overtime?

The majestic pickup truck and the construction equipment underneath attracted everyone's attention.

The truck itself was quiet and ordinary.

"Knock knock knock" sounded.

Neighbors who have lived together for a long time are bound to feel annoyed.

"They should be. Without our Liu team, they would be the real professionals."

......

At that time, the progress of production and construction was being promoted with all efforts.

Zhang Yazhi seemed to be in a bad mood, her face was tense and her cheeks were slightly red.

"Tsk tsk, this kid caused such a scene, he really doesn't look like someone from the locomotive depot."

In fact, there is overtime work, and the workers treat the factory as their home.

I was thinking this just now,

Li Aiguo always insisted on the unlabeled beer made by the locomotive depot, which tasted even more mellow and rich than the famous brand claimed to be made in Germany in his previous life.