Siheyuan: I just want to live

Chen Feng looked at Hou Dekui who was walking in a hurry, and he could not help but feel speechless. He thought: Forget it, I'll just smoke a cigarette to relieve my boredom! So he walked to the side and lit a cigarette out of boredom, puffing away smoke.

Ten minutes later, accompanied by a sharp brake sound, a truck slowly stopped in front of Chen Feng. The window rolled down, revealing Hou Debang's familiar face.

"Get in the car! Brother Chen, let's set off now!" Hou Dekui shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng hurried over, opened the car door and got in. He glanced around casually and found that the security guards in the car were still the same two as before, and even the driver had not changed.

After the truck started, Section Chief Hou enthusiastically handed a cigarette to Chen Feng and the driver, and jokingly asked, "Brother Chen, you are really stingy! You sold so many things to our steel mill, but you are reluctant to provide even a sack and let us prepare it ourselves?"

Chen Feng was a little confused by his sudden question, with a strange look on his face, and asked back: "Don't you know? In the countryside, sacks are very important supplies!"

When Hou Debang asked this question, the driver in the driving seat twitched his mouth, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

Hou Debang seemed to have noticed the inappropriateness of his words and actions, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. He hurriedly laughed twice, trying to ease the atmosphere and explained: "Brother Hou, you haven't been to the countryside for a long time, right? You really don't know enough about the current situation in the countryside! The question just now may be a bit abrupt, please forgive me, brother Chen, and don't take it personally!"

Hearing Hou Debang's apology, Brother Chen quickly responded: "Chief Hou, you are too polite! How could I take it to heart!" His tone was very sincere, and it was obvious that he did not take the matter to heart.

Perhaps this is the current situation of the country! Almost everyone thinks that the life of rural people is quite good now. Communes can be seen everywhere, and people work together in the fields. The commune canteen is fully supplied with white flour buns every day, and there is delicious braised pork every meal.

However, what is the real situation? Those communes with rich families have already started to eat steamed bread and cabbage, while those with poor families can hardly even fill their stomachs with coarse grain porridge.

After finishing this topic, Hou Debang did not ask anything else. Chen Feng seemed to be thinking about something, and the whole carriage fell into silence in an instant.

Not long after, the truck arrived at the same dense forest as last time. Chen Feng was the first to get off the truck, and the reason was exactly the same as last time. Chen Feng came to the place where the wild boar was placed last time, took out all the frozen fish in the space, and then took out the tiger meat and five goats. He casually picked up some dead leaves to cover them, and then returned to the roadside.

Chen Feng knocked on the car window lightly, and after the window was rolled down, he said, "Brother Hou, it's okay, let's go!" Hou Debang put out the cigarette in his hand without hesitation and replied, "Okay! Let's go." The driver still stayed in the car waiting, and two security personnel followed Chen Feng closely with sacks in their arms.

I have to say, this driver is really comfortable. No matter where he goes, he is like a big boss. He doesn't need to do any work himself, but someone takes care of him and provides him with delicious food!

If the road conditions were not so bad now, the vehicles needed to be repaired by themselves, and the risk factor was too high, Chen Feng himself would have wanted to be a driver. Although he could drive, he knew nothing about repairing a car, and he really didn't want to endure hardships, so he preferred the current job of guarding the message room!

Chen Feng brought Section Chief Hou and the others to the same place they had been to last time. He pushed aside the dead leaves to reveal a small mountain of fish and meat inside.

The four of them didn't talk much and immediately started working. Chen Feng and Section Chief Hou loaded the fish, and the two people from the security department carried them out. Soon they had finished transporting all the things, and the last person returned to the roadside holding a goat.

Two security officers unloaded the scale from the car and began to weigh the items, with Section Chief Hou in charge of counting. The three of them quickly finished weighing everything.

Finally, Section Chief Hou took the notebook and calculated while saying to Chen Feng, "Fish, 5,536 catties, 0.40 yuan, 2,214.4 yuan. Sheep, 250 catties, 0.70 yuan, 175 yuan. Tiger meat, 457 catties, 0.70 yuan, 319.9 yuan."

After a pause, he continued, "One hundred feet of cloth coupons, fifty dollars. The total is two thousand six hundred and fifty-nine dollars and thirty cents. Come and see if you have calculated it wrong!"

After that, he handed the book to Chen Feng, but Chen Feng did not reach out to take the book. Instead, he said, "There is no need to check the account book. I firmly believe that Brother Hou will never deceive me! Just tell me the amount of money!"

After all, there will still be opportunities for cooperation between the two parties in the future. As a person of Hou Debang, he would never resort to trickery to harm Chen Feng over such a small matter. Seeing that Chen Feng was unwilling to take the account book, Hou Debang said, "Well! Then I will just count the money for you. It will be a round number of 2,660 yuan, and there are also some cloth coupons. Here, they are all here, please count them."

Without saying anything, Chen Feng took the money and stuffed it into his schoolbag without even bothering to count it. Hou Debang saw it, smiled slightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

While Chen Feng and the others were talking, the driver had already turned the car around. Hou Debang still asked if they wanted to go back together, even though Chen Feng had not gone with them last time.

Chen Feng finally rejected Hou Debang's invitation, so he got on the truck and returned home loaded with fish, mutton and other meat.

After Hou Debang left, Chen Feng stopped for a while and smoked a cigarette before riding his tricycle towards Andingmen. When he was almost at the city gate, he put the wild boar into the bed of the tricycle, covered it with several layers of sacks, and then went into the city and returned to the scrap yard.

When Chen Feng returned to the scrapyard, the sun was already high above his head. He slowly parked the tricycle in front of Station Master Li's office, knocked gently on the door, and shouted, "Station Master! I'm back!"

There was a slight noise from the door, and then Li Guotao came out of the office. He frowned and looked at Chen Feng, blaming him: "Can't you keep your voice down? You're always so jumpy!" After that, he walked to the tricycle, lifted a corner of the sack, and when he saw the wild boar that was beaten like a hornet's nest, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Li Guotao remained silent, as if he was completely immersed in his own thoughts. After a long time, he finally came to his senses, looked up at Chen Feng, and asked, "Do you still have the photos you took when you applied for your work permit last time? Bring me a few."

Although Chen Feng was full of doubts, he still took advantage of the cover of his schoolbag to carefully take out a few photos from the space and handed them to Stationmaster Li.

After taking the photo, Stationmaster Li seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "Hey! By the way, do you still have that tiger skin? I have an elder who has bad legs and feet. Can you give it to me?"

Hearing Station Master Li's request, Chen Feng couldn't help but hesitate. After all, tiger skin is a very precious thing, and he likes it very much. However, he didn't want to reject Station Master Li directly, so he thought about it and replied: "How about wolf skin? Before I went to work, I killed a few wolves and asked someone to make me a wolf skin mattress. It will be ready in a few days. It is 1.8 meters wide! It is big enough! You can use it in any way you want!"

Stationmaster Li thought about it for a moment and thought the wolf skin was good, so he nodded and said, "Alright! How much? I'll give it to you tomorrow!"

Without even thinking, Chen Feng replied, "Ninety. I made the wolf skin myself, so I only need to pay for the nitrate and the mattress."

Stationmaster Li nodded to show his agreement, and then said: "Okay, I'll give you the money tomorrow. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." After that, he turned and left.

After Station Master Li finished speaking, he rode his tricycle out of the scrap yard without saying anything, not giving Chen Feng any chance to speak. Looking at the other person's back gradually going away, Chen Feng could only shrug helplessly, then turned around and went back to the communication room.

In fact, it was not because the wild boar was not weighed that bothered Chen Feng. After all, it was just a trivial matter, and it was unlikely that Station Master Li would deliberately deduct the weight of a wild boar. What really puzzled Chen Feng was that he really wanted to know what Station Master Li wanted his photo for?

After Chen Feng returned to the communication room, he took out the lunch box from the space he carried with him, quickly finished his lunch, and then began to wander around the waste station. At this moment, most of the employees had already gone home after get off work, so the entire waste station seemed particularly deserted, and there were almost no other people to be seen.

Chen Feng first went to the south shed to see if there were any new books. After walking all the way to the bottom of the shed, he found that the place where the books were placed was still the same as when he placed them last time. However, there were several more piles of newspapers. It seemed that no one came to sell books in the past two days.

Since he didn't find any new books, Chen Feng decided to go somewhere else. He first came to the scrap metal pile, which was filled with all kinds of items.

Chen Feng didn't even need to look for it. He could see many broken woks, some of which had big holes in them. In addition, there were also kitchen knives that were broken in half, bicycle frames that were hit into right angles, and bicycle steel rims that were twisted like twists. Those good parts should be in Zhou Ping's small warehouse! I wonder if the parts inside can be assembled into a bicycle. In addition, there were many strange things scattered around.

Chen Feng was not interested in these iron products, he continued walking forward.