Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

"Dongxu, stop! Save people first!" Yi Zhonghai shouted not far away.

Jia Dongxu didn't want to listen, but someone was holding him tightly, preventing him from attacking Yan Bugui.

Turning his head, Xu Damao's long horse face suddenly appeared.

After his emotions calmed down a little, Xu Damao slowly let go.

"I'm warning you, my son is a bad guy, but you can't accuse him!" After saying this, Jia Dongxu spat on the ground viciously, turned around and pulled Banggeng back home.

Yan Bugui struggled to get up from the ground. He didn't even bother to look for his glasses. After taking a deep look at everyone in the compound, he followed the cart to the hospital.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Xiao Yun and his party returned to the house. Before parting, Xiao Yun glanced at Liu Haizhong who was following behind him and invited him, "Second Master, if you don't mind if we eat half of it, come to my house for a drink?"

This is not an invitation without any reason. It's just that Yan Bugui has something to do now, but the wedding date cannot be changed, and the tables and chairs for the banquet have not been found yet, so someone else has to take over this matter.

Liu Haizhong thought he had misheard, so he turned his head and looked around, "Me?"

Xiao Yun nodded, and Liu Haizhong quickly followed.

After returning home, they bought a new pair of chopsticks for Liu Haizhong and everyone started eating again.

"Second Uncle, I didn't want to trouble you with this matter, but Uncle Yan is in trouble now, and there's nothing I can do. After all, you three are the only ones with prestige in our compound. Now one of you is in trouble, and I don't get along with the other one. I can only rely on you." Xiao Yun flattered while pouring wine.

Liu Haizhong felt relieved when he heard this and couldn't help but move his buttocks twice, "Xiao Yun, I'm not lying. I've been in the compound for so many years and have accumulated a lot of connections. I know about your marriage, and I will definitely help you if you have any problem."

Xiao Yun nodded, "Nothing serious, just the tables and chairs for the banquet."

Liu Haizhong clapped his hands and said, "Leave it to me! I'll bring my son back to you tomorrow morning."

"Open and bright!" Xiao Yun couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and then they raised their glasses and drank together.

"By the way, Second Uncle, when I get married, you should dress neatly." Xiao Yun reminded.

Liu Haizhong didn't react and stared at Xiao Yun blankly, "I'm not the groom, why should I wear such nice clothes?"

Xiao Yun took a bite of the dish and said calmly, "Director Yang and Director Li will be here on my wedding day. I have to leave a good impression on them, right? Besides, according to your status in this compound, you have to sit at the main table with us."

After a few words, his bangs suddenly felt dizzy and his skin turned red with excitement.

"I...I sit at the main table?" he asked in disbelief.

Xiao Yun did not agree explicitly, but said: "That's it, the main table is in my room, my grandfather, Director Yang, Director Li, and the girl's parents, there is nothing to say, the rest of the seats, if there are no other guests, then you have to help me take charge."

Liu Haizhong listened more seriously than in school, and wanted to find a notebook to write it down. "Okay, then I will pack the clothes tomorrow and find an iron to iron them."

Soon, the dinner was over and everyone went home. As agreed before, He Yuzhu and Duan Jinsheng each got a leg of lamb.

At the entrance to the courtyard, Xiao Yun pushed his bicycle to Duan Jinsheng, with a leg of lamb tied to the back seat.

"Uncle Duan, this is quite far. You can ride my bike back. Also, tell my aunt that anyone else at home is waiting for me to get married and ask them to come over for dinner and show their support and make it more lively."

Duan Jinsheng's face turned red from drinking, and the beard on the corners of his mouth trembled. "Hahahaha, fine, I won't be polite with you. I promise to come. Besides, I have to call on Lao She Hou Feng and the others to ride their bikes over to accompany you to pick up the bride!"

Xiao Yun clapped his hands, "That's great! Let their families come over, and I'll set up a separate table. Didn't you hear what He Yuzhu said? We can't use up all the ingredients, so just come."

Duan Jinsheng agreed, and then under Xiao Yun's gaze, he staggered out of the alley.

Only after the figure completely disappeared did Xiao Yun go home with peace of mind.

After the excitement, the atmosphere in the room became quiet. The alcohol made Xiao Yun's face a little hot. He sat on the stool, looking at the solidified mutton soup, his mind empty.

Suddenly, Xiao Aiguo spoke.

"Has your dad... received a letter?" Xiao Aiguo was smoking a cigarette, his sharp eyes staring at a corner of the room through the smoke. He didn't dare to move his hands too much when asking this question, as if this would affect Xiao Yun's answer.

Xiao Yun shook his head, his eyes a little disappointed, "No, I asked him to contact me at work. I have been running around these two days just to inquire about it, but there is really no news." After saying that, he comforted Xiao Aiguo, "Maybe there is a mission. You know that military orders are as heavy as mountains."

Xiao Aiguo let out a long sigh, his voice full of life under his dry skin, "Yes, military orders are like mountains, you need a big country before you can have a small family."

After saying that, he crushed out the cigarette butt and said, "Forget it, this year it's the New Year, and it's just the two of us, grandpa and grandson, again, haha." After saying that, he left the room with a smile.

Xiao Yun stepped forward to help lift the door curtain and sent Xiao Aiguo home, then he returned home with peace of mind.

Sitting at the dinner table, smoking one cigarette after another.

Xiao Yun had a bold guess, and it was bold because it was simply impossible to happen.

That is, Xiao Weiguo will go home for the New Year this year, and even catch up with his wedding. Even though there are still three days before the New Year, Xiao Yun still has this feeling.

Of course, this has its basis, and the most convincing reason is Director Yang’s excessive enthusiasm.

After all, Xiao Yun still didn't believe that Director Yang would help prepare for the wedding just because he saved people.

Because this matter is so personal, it is hard not to wonder if there is someone behind it.

If there is, that person is most likely Xiao Weiguo.

It doesn't sound credible for a battalion commander to order a steel mill director to plan a wedding for his son.

Haha.

After Xiao Yun laughed bitterly a few times, he took off his shoes and got on the kang. After a few minutes, he began to snore regularly.