Siheyuan: Starting from a Truck Driver

With the help of Li Aiguo, she tried to move her steps. Although clumsy, she was still able to take a step.

In this situation, it is naturally impossible to ride a bicycle.

Li Aiguo looked at the nearby waste recycling shop and made a suggestion: "Comrade Xiao'e, why don't you take a rest at the waste trading point in front first, and then ride home after your ankle gets better?"

Lou Xiao'e smiled and nodded shyly. She regained some of her sanity at this moment: "I actually plan to go to the junk shop over there to dispose of some old things."

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Li Aiguo turned his head and stared at the bicycle, and indeed found a thick bundle of newspapers piled on the back seat.

But he remembered that the Lou family should be in the suburbs of the capital, ten miles away from here. To sell a few cents, she braved the thick fog in the early morning to travel a long distance, which was really not the behavior of a rich girl.

"I heard that the price at your recycling store is higher, one percent higher than other stores. I, I just..." Lou Xiao'e explained hurriedly.

Before she could finish her words, her mouth suddenly froze and she couldn't utter the next words, so she just stood there.

Just kidding, she is the daughter of a wealthy family like Lou Zhenhua.

It was simply ridiculous to run madly for dozens of miles in the early morning fog just for a few cents.

Li Aiguo did not expose her misunderstanding. As the party responsible for the accident, he had to take the responsibility of providing assistance even if he was not responsible.

He smiled and nodded, then took Lou Xiao'e to the scrap yard.

There was heavy fog on the blue brick path.

The two of them pushed the bicycle forward hand in hand. The surrounding environment was silent, with only the squeaking sound of the wheels rolling over the road.

"Driver Mr. Li, it must be very tiring to drive such a huge train every day?" Lou Xiao'e broke the silence.

"Fortunately, serving the public makes me feel gratified even though it is hard work," responded Li Aiguo.

Lou Xiaoe sighed: "I also hope to help everyone and sign up to participate in street affairs, but they don't accept me because of my family background."

Li Aiguo remained silent.

"Have you ever thought about leaving and moving to Hong Kong?" he asked this question.

Lou Xiao'e obviously had not expected such a question, and after a moment's hesitation she said, "Actually, my elder brother and second elder brother are both in Hong Kong City, and I also have a pass to go there. But my father was reluctant to leave his home, so he asked me to stay and take care of the property."

Pass... He suddenly understood.

In this era, although the inland maintained contact with the port city, he knew that this situation was not simple.

Those with a pass can pass through the checkpoint unhindered.

It seems that Lou Zhenhua had already intended to escape.

It is also reasonable.

After all, how could a chaebol that had accumulated such a great reputation during the war years not have a way out reserved?

After a brief conversation, they walked into the waste item purchasing point.

Generally speaking, residents will not easily sell waste at this time.

What's more, there is the work of delivering goods to customers at night. The daily business hours of this purchasing station start from nine o'clock in the evening. Wang Da Kui and Zhang Erpao should be fast asleep at home by now.

When we entered the yard, we found that all the doors were locked.

Li Aiguo stopped his bicycle, took Lou Xiao'e's arm and walked into the backyard room, letting her lean against the wall.

"Is this your own place?" Lou Xiao'e asked when she saw Li Aiguo take out the key and unlock the door.

Li Aiguo replied: "The boss is a good friend of mine from my youth. He no longer uses this room, and my house is being renovated, so he often borrows it to rest."

After entering the house and letting her lean her legs on the edge of the kang, he said, "It seems that your foot may be injured. Just sit here for a while. I will get some red medicine to help you wipe it."

Girl, wait a moment, there is more to come in the latter part of this chapter, please scroll down! ---

"Wait, can you help me get a basin of cold water? I want to clean my clothes." Lou Xiao'e asked shyly.

At this time, in the dim light, Li Aiguo noticed that her white skirt was stained with many oil stains.

He nodded and agreed: "Wait a moment."

There was a faucet in the front yard. Li Aiguo brought back a basin full of water and returned to the house. He took down the towel hanging on the rope and handed it to her: "The new towel is used up, you can use mine first."

Her face flushed as she responded softly.

"I'll go get the mercurochrome, and then I'll treat your wound after I wash your clothes." After saying that, Li Aiguo walked out of the house.

She silently commented in her heart: Although this rough man looks impulsive, he is also quite enthusiastic.

She took this opportunity to secretly look around.

The items in the house were simple, with only old furniture - broken stools and tables - showing that it was not often lived there.

The most eye-catching thing is the tall bookshelf in the corner.

The bookshelves are filled with books of all kinds: historical books, comic books, literary works, documentary reports, and even original foreign language versions.

Lou Xiao'e, who calls herself a progressive young person, has always been proud of reading and has a dedicated study room for her collection of books at home.

However, compared with the collection of books here, it is a piece of cake.

This is almost a wall of books!

She walked slowly towards the book, holding onto the wall, and casually pulled out a thread-bound book from the bookshelf. She blushed immediately when she saw the title of the book.

"New Criticism: Collection of Lyrics".

The pages were torn and dirty, and the paper was slightly yellowish, obviously a second-hand book.

This train driver's hobbies are quite wide-ranging.

Seeing that no one was around, she took a deep breath cautiously, mustered up the courage to gently open the page. The moment she saw the book, disappointment was written on her face.

The chapters inside were completely different from what she had guessed. They were all critical texts and there were no original quotations at all.

Even if there is a review, the original text should be shown, or at least paired with illustrations.

Just then, footsteps were heard outside.

Lou Xiao'e hurriedly put the books back and picked up a towel to try to wipe the stains that were accidentally left on her skirt.

However, her ankle injury prevented her from bending down easily.

Li Aiguo walked into the room carrying a purple disinfectant. Looking at her clumsy movements, he smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Do you need my help?"

Lou Xiao'e hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips and nodded.

The oily areas cannot be cleaned with clean water and must be cleaned with diesel.

Fortunately, the waste recycling center has everything you need.

After finding the diesel, Li Aiguo bent down, lifted her skirt, and quickly wiped the stain with a towel, finishing the cleanup quickly.

The short period of time seemed like a long time to Lou Xiao'e.

When her calf accidentally touched Li Aiguo's rough fingers, an electric current seemed to run through her body, making her feel numb and her heartbeat slightly accelerated.

"Okay, although it may not be clean enough, there is nothing unusual on the surface."

Li Aiguo took back the towel, stood up, washed his hands, took out the bottle of red anti-inflammatory medicine and handed it to her.

Lou Xiao'e bit her lips and murmured, "Can you help me apply the medicine?"

After saying that, perhaps realizing that this was too euphemistic, she added with a little embarrassment: "Actually, the injured part seems to be the side of the ankle, and I can't really reach it."

As the instigator of the incident, Li Aiguo continued to take responsibility. He asked Lou Xiao'e to lean half of her body on the bed and gently took off her children's shoes. When his eyes touched the socks inside, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"You are so old, but you are still wearing children's shoes!"

The socks on Lou Xiao'e's feet were pure white like snow, with a white rabbit embroidered delicately on the front. Only wealthy families could afford to wear such socks.

Lou Xiao'e was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in. Her voice was trembling as she spoke: "My feet are smaller."

This is not surprising. In the past, the three-inch golden lotus was considered a symbol of beauty, and some people even bound their feet to have small feet. If a woman had big feet, she would be afraid of having trouble getting married.

After liberation, the public promoted the virtues of labor. Big feet symbolized strength and were a symbol of honor. On the contrary, small feet were considered to be out of the ranks of workers and were despised.

"It's natural to have small feet. Why should you be ashamed to talk about it? I think your feet are very beautiful." Li Aiguo said as he helped take off her other sock, revealing her small white ankle.

He looked at it carefully, raised his head, and looked at Lou Xiao'e in confusion: "Why can't I see the injury?"

"Well...it's on the other side." Lou Xiao'e muttered somewhat awkwardly.

Hearing this, Li Aiguo showed a speechless expression: "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Lou Xiao'e was speechless. Li Aiguo persisted and began to take off her last sock.

Sure enough, signs of redness and swelling were already obvious around the ankles.

Fortunately, it is not serious and will heal quickly after treatment.

Li Aiguo carefully dipped a cotton swab in some red medicine and said, "Bear the pain, and let's begin."

"Hiss." Luo Xiao'e frowned, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly. She tightly grasped the edge of the quilt, trying hard to restrain herself from making any sound.

"It'll be ready soon."

Seeing this, Li Aiguo became a little anxious and quickened his movements.

Luo Xiao'e said gratefully: "Master Li, it's all thanks to you, otherwise I really can't handle this situation alone."

"No, no, the car crash was just a coincidence. I was just helping out a little."

After applying medicine to the wound, Li Aiguo stood up and washed his hands in the washbasin. He looked back at Luo Xiao'e and fell into deep thought.

Although her steps were fine,

But she couldn't ride on her own at that time, so what should she do on the return trip?

Luo Xiao'e also began to worry: "I sneaked out of the house this morning. If I don't go back, my mother might be very anxious."

"You don't understand my mother's character. Although she appears gentle on the surface, she actually has a very hot temper."

"If I don't go back on time, she will definitely scold me badly."

At this point, Luo Xiao'e suddenly looked up and asked Li Aiguo: "Master Li, how about you give me a ride back on your bicycle?"

Look at this little girl, she is very thoughtful.

I have nothing to do today, so I might as well do a good deed and help out.

"No problem, come with me." Li Aiguo replied.

Seeing his back, Luo Xiao'e's eyes flashed with a mischievous and successful look of pride.

When they got outside, Li Aiguo first fixed the front wheel of Luo Xiao'e's "Magpie" bicycle to the back seat of the tandem bicycle and let her sit in the "co-pilot seat".