Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

(Chapter 187: Framing and Chapter 193: Xu Damao steals the chicken but loses the rice. They are blocked and are being revised urgently...)

Until get off work, Wang Weidong was still thinking about how to sell warm baby patches, and Lou Xiao'e walked out of the workshop carrying her satchel.

"Brother Wei Dong, my colleague invited me to go shopping in Jingcheng Department Store, will you go?"

"No, no, no."

Unless a man has a fever, he would go shopping with a group of ladies.

Wang Weidong gave the bicycle to Lou Xiaoe without any hesitation.

Then, walk back to the courtyard.

"Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao, what do you think we should do?"

When passing several cement pipes, a little girl's voice came faintly from inside.

Could it be that the children of the Jia family are stealing chickens and roasting them?

Wang Weidong frowned, walked over, leaned down and looked into the cement pipe.

In the cement pipe.

Four children squatted together, their little faces full of sorrow, with a bundle of waste paper and several soy sauce bottles at their feet.

"Brother Da Mao, the day after tomorrow is Mom's birthday. We have been picking up scraps for a week and can only sell them for five cents. What should we do?" Xiu'er pouted and asked Da Mao.

Da Mao sighed helplessly: "It's not that we don't try our best, but the teacher named Yan in Class 5 is too fast. By the time we finish class, he has already picked up all the waste paper in the campus. We can only pick up the waste paper on the street.

Used bottles are worthless."

"Brother, why don't we go find Nan Yi? He is the chef in the factory and can help us order some stick noodles from the kitchen." Er Mao came up with an idea.

Da Mao glared at him: "Shut up, mom taught us that even if we die poor, we can't be thieves."

Er Mao lowered his head in frustration.

"Brother Da Mao, why don't we go find Uncle Niu, he will definitely be willing to help!" San Mao leaned over and raised his chin with both hands.

Da Mao refused without thinking: "No! We usually have enough troubles with Uncle Niu. This time we are celebrating Mom's birthday, so how can we go to Uncle Niu?"

"This won't work, that won't work either, so what do you think we should do?" Er Mao muttered softly.

"No matter what, I want to celebrate my mother's birthday. Last time, my mother asked a lot of people to celebrate my birthday." Xiu'er was about to cry.

Da Mao scratched his head in distress, his little face wrinkled up.

In Da Mao's memory, his mother has never had a birthday since his father passed away.

The four brothers and sisters decided to celebrate their mother's birthday to make her happy.

but.

Soon I encountered the biggest problem, no money.

Although they started preparing a week ago.

I took advantage of the break from school to pick up scraps, but I only saved less than eight cents in total.

A box of cakes in the pastry shop costs 1 yuan and 5 cents.

Pork in the vegetable market costs 78 cents per pound.

…

Neither can afford it.

what should I do?

The four children fell into melancholy.

...

Oh, aren't these the pig-tail thieves from Liang Ladi's family?

Wang Weidong recognized them at a glance.

In the original work, there is a very confusing plot.

That's how these four children were able to cut off the pig's tail from a pig weighing more than 200 kilograms.

You know, when Xiao Zhuang ran away, more than a dozen adult workers could not stop him.

However, thinking about the change in the plot, Xiaozhuang had already entered the workers' stomachs completely.

Wang Weidong could only suppress this doubt in his heart.

Since he was not a chicken thief, Wang Weidong didn't bother to pay attention and was about to go home and prepare dinner.

However, after taking just two steps, he seemed to have thought of something and stepped back to the cement pipe.

These four children may be of great use.

He fumbled out five toffees from the ring space and quietly walked around behind the children.

At this time, Liang Ladi's four children were thinking of ways to solve the problem with sullen faces, and did not notice Wang Weidong's arrival at all.

"Cough, cough!"

Wang Weidong deliberately coughed twice, and the children were immediately startled, stood up and wanted to run away.

"etc!"

Wang Weidong quickly reached out and grabbed Liang Damao.

When the other three saw their eldest brother being arrested, they stopped running away and turned around to glare at Wang Weidong.

After seeing Wang Weidong's face clearly, the three of them were stunned.

The youngest girl Xiuer pointed at Wang Weidong and wondered: "Uncle Wang! Why did you arrest my brother?"

Wang Weidong frowned: "Huh? Do you know me?"

Er Mao, San Mao, Xiu'er, and Da Mao, who was caught by Wang Weidong, all nodded.

"We met you before when we went to play with Brother Maverick!" Da Mao stared at him with big eyes.

Wang Weidong suddenly realized that based on the friendship between Niu Zhijun and Liang Ladi's husband, the children of the two families must often play together.

Since we are acquaintances, it will be easier to handle.

Wang Weidong opened his palms, showed a fox-like smile, and said, "Would you like to try the White Rabbit toffee?"

The children's eyes lit up and they immediately reached out to catch it.

Although my mother told me not to eat food from strangers.

But Wang Weidong is Maverick's uncle, so he is not a stranger.

Moreover, the toffee is really sweet.

The toffee was quickly divided up.

Five toffees, one for each of the three boys, and the remaining two were given to the youngest Xiu'er.

"Hmm~ So sweet!"

The four children tasted the rare delicacy and showed expressions of enjoyment.

Wang Weidong squinted his eyes and smiled: "Sweet! Eat slowly. I'll have some left after you finish. Da Mao, I just heard you say, do you want to celebrate your mother's birthday?"

"Yeah, my mom's birthday is the day after tomorrow, and we want to make something delicious." Da Mao stuck out his little tongue, licked the toffee, and said vaguely.

What a filial child!

Wang Weidong couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Da Mao's hair.

"Yes, it's not easy for Master Liang to drag you down like this. You should really be filial to her."

"But, we have no money, we can't buy meat, let alone cake." Xiu'er said with a bitter look on her face.

These words woke up Da Mao.

He heard his mother say that in the steel rolling mill, the richest man was Wang Weidong, who had good food all day long.

He rolled his black eyes, turned to look at Wang Weidong, and whispered: "Uncle Wang, can you help us?"

As he spoke, he patted his chest like a little man and said, "Don't worry, our brothers and sisters will definitely pick up the scraps and return the money to you as soon as possible."

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wang Weidong touched his chin and deliberately pondered for a while before saying: "For the sake of your filial piety, I can help, but you have to help.

I’ll do something!”

"What's going on?" the four children asked in unison.

Wang Weidong looked around and whispered something in Liang Damao's ear.

After hearing this, Liang Damao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he nodded without hesitation: "Uncle, we have done this!"

Wang Weidong stretched out his little finger and said: "Then it's a deal! I'll give you two and a half cents for one fuck, now!"

After hearing that they could get 25 cents a time, the four siblings even started to breathe heavily.

They worked hard for a week picking up scraps and only earned eight cents...

If Wang Weidong wasn't my mother's colleague, they would really suspect that he was an enemy agent.

In a comic book by Mavericks, enemy agents use candy and money to lure children into doing bad things.

Da Mao was afraid that Wang Weidong would regret it, so he immediately stretched out his little finger and pulled Wang Weidong: "Hang yourself with a hook, and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years!"

After pulling the hook, Wang Weidong didn't hesitate and took out a two-cent note: "I'll give you two cents first, do it well!"

"Yes!" Da Mao nodded vigorously, then pulled his three younger brothers and sisters and whispered instructions.

…

In the evening, as the sun sets in the west, Dongdan Park is bustling with people.

As one of the largest parks in Beijing, Dongdan Park is a holy place for "Knocking Three Masters" and "Go".

"Knock on three players" is a six-player poker game invented by people in Beijing.

In Dongdan Park, "Knocking Three Houses" is about riding a bicycle and six people racing around a cardboard on the bicycle rack.

The loser will treat the winner to a meal, and the masters from the southeast and northwest cities will gather here.

As for Go, a group of old men bring enamel jars and call one or two chess friends, and they can play here for a whole day.

Don't delay taking the kids.

Of course, occasionally some young people come to play, and among them a young man named Nie is the most powerful.

He had just returned to the capital from the Construction Corps and was a wandering young man.

In addition to these two large groups, there are also some young men and women who are interested in dating here.

Nothing else, just go here without spending any money.

...

After Liang Damao entered the park with his three younger brothers and sisters.

Like a little spy, I walked around the park and selected the most popular place.

"Xiu'er, remember to cry louder later!"

"I got it, brother!"

Da Mao warned his two younger brothers: "Remember to hold me tight for a while and don't look too fake."

"Brother, don't worry, I'll take care of things!" Er Mao said, patting his chest.

Just as San Mao was about to speak, Da Mao's eyes squinted: "San Mao, you are too stupid. You are not allowed to speak for a while."

Sanmao was very unconvinced, but under the gaze of his two brothers and sister, he could only wipe his nose with his sleeves.

…

Dongdan Park, inside the pavilion.

"Slay the dragon! Hahahaha, Old Li Tou, counting this time, you have lost to me in six sets!"

The little old man known as Lao Litou looked unhappy and said angrily: "No, no, let's start over. I was distracted just now, so I fell into your trap. Let's play again and see if I don't kill you."

I won’t leave you alone!”

Lao Tiantou, who was watching on the sidelines, couldn't help but joked: "Old Litou, you said the same thing in the last game, but the result is still the same! If you want me to see, you are no match for Lao Tian, ​​so let me do it and wait for me to give it to you.

Take revenge."

"Go, go, what's the matter with you? If you're not at home to take care of your children, you come here and cause trouble for me." Lao Litou waved his hand impatiently.

"Hey you……"

Lao Tiantou was furious: "Old Liu, just let him play another game. You have to convince him that he lost today!"

"Humph, it's not certain who will lose!"

The three old men were arguing endlessly, while the old men and women next to them were watching with smiles.

This scene happens almost every afternoon, and everyone is used to it.

At this moment, a burst of crying children suddenly came from the square.

The old men and women in the pavilion all looked up.

Then I saw a teenage boy chasing and beating a five or six year old girl.

The little girl was still running and crying.

The old men and women in Chaoyang District are notorious for being aggressive. When they saw this situation, they immediately rushed to stop it.

But before they could take action, two little boys rushed out from the side and hugged the older boy.

"Brother, just let my sister go. Everything is gone. It's useless even if you beat her to death!"

"Let go. Today, we have to let her have a longer memory. This is something I finally got back. If she loses it like this, how will I explain it to grandpa when I get back!"

As the boy spoke, his mouth curled up, and tears fell quietly like morning dew.

Good guys, they are all veteran actors.

Not far away, Wang Weidong was riding a bicycle and saw this scene.

I couldn't help but give Liang Damao a thumbs up.

The onlookers felt extremely distressed when they saw Liang Damao's pitiful appearance.

A warm-hearted old lady stood up and wiped the tears on Da Mao's face with a handkerchief.

He smiled kindly and said: "My child, please speak to me if you have anything to say. Your sister is still young and has done something wrong. She just needs to be educated. There is no need to take action."

When Da Mao heard this, he cried even harder and said with a choked sob: "Grandma, you, you don't know, my sister lost the warm baby stickers that I bought with great difficulty, and my grandpa is still waiting for me at home.

Back home, in this deep winter, he is counting on Nuanbao Patch to relieve the pain in Lao Han’s legs.”

Perhaps unintentionally, Da Mao said the words "Old Han Legs" very loudly.

The onlookers were just watching the fun, but when they heard Liang Damao's words, they immediately became interested.

Can old cold legs be relieved?

The old man surnamed Liu among the three people playing chess even opened his ears and subconsciously touched his sore leg.

When he crossed the Snowy Mountains in the early years, the conditions were difficult. He wore single clothes and could only sleep in the snow at night.

In this way, the problem with Lao Han's legs came to an end.

Whenever it is windy, rainy or cold, I will feel sore and uncomfortable.

Now my condition is better. I have consulted with many experts in traditional Chinese and Western medicine and taken countless medicines, but none of them have any effect.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Nuanbao Patch can relieve the soreness of Lao Han’s legs!

He was naturally extremely caring.

The old lady was also interested. She took Da Mao's hand and asked, "What is this warm patch?"

"This is the latest product launched by the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. It was developed by the truck driver who developed the seat belt and helped the country earn a lot of foreign exchange. It can quickly relieve and eliminate the pain caused by various cold-fever diseases.

It can relieve pain for patients with arthritis, frozen shoulder, waist and leg pain, rheumatism and rheumatoid, cold limbs, cold pain in the affected area and other diseases.

It can also dispel cold, keep warm, and promote microcirculation of the human body." Da Mao's voice was loud.

“Since my grandpa put on the Nuanbao Patch, his waist is no longer sore, his legs are no longer painful, and he can still go up to the fifth floor in one breath!

The old man said that after using Nuanbao Patch, his food tastes more delicious and his body feels better!"

...

Even though Da Mao had a very large lung capacity, even speaking such a long paragraph in one breath made his face turn red.

After he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Xiu'er with her little face still upturned. She was fascinated by it and pinched it secretly.

Xiu'er plopped, sat on the ground, covered her little face, and cried loudly: "Brother, I am guilty. I should not have lost the warm baby patch for fun. I am sorry for grandpa!"

While crying, she looked at the faces of the people around her through the gaps between her fingers.

Please, you must believe me.

Otherwise, mom will not be able to celebrate her birthday.

...

One person's eyes lit up.

The two people's eyes lit up.

...

Everyone's eyes lit up.

In this world, there is such a magical thing as Nuan Bao Patch!

People in this era have never seen TV shopping.

I would never believe that a gray-haired old lady could transform into multiple experts at the same time, appearing on different TV channels.

What's more, how could such a young child lie to others?

Look how sincerely this little girl cries.

Well, this Nuanbao Patch must be very effective!

The old lady grabbed Da Mao's hand and asked eagerly: "My child, where did you buy that thermal patch?"

Seeing everyone's eyes as if they were about to swallow him, Da Mao couldn't help but swallow his saliva and whispered: "I didn't buy this, I asked for it from Uncle Wang, who invented the Nuan Bao Patch.

He is the director of the 11th workshop of the Red Star Rolling Mill and lives in the Siheyuan neighborhood."

Hearing this, the old lady suddenly frowned and said to herself: "How can such a good thing not be sold? No, I have to talk to Director Wang of the Siheyuan Street Office. My old man was cold

The problem with his legs is really bothering him. If these warm baby patches are really that magical, I have to get some back for him to use."

Except for the old lady, everyone also had the same idea.

Among their relatives and friends, there are also one or two who have cold legs.

And as the kid just said, it can also repel cold, keep warm, and promote blood circulation.

After using it, you might be able to live for several more years.

There is nothing more attractive to the elderly than extending their life span.

Among these people, Shu Lao Liu acted the fastest.

After listening to Da Mao's words, he threw the chess piece on the chessboard and walked out in big strides.

No matter whether this warm baby patch is effective or not, he has to ask the street office to get some and try it first!

Seeing Lao Liu disappear at the entrance of the park, everyone also woke up and ran towards the exit of the park one by one without caring about watching the excitement.

Even the old lady who was comforting Da Mao didn't dare to delay any longer and hurriedly followed the crowd with her little feet.

After taking two steps, she turned around again, patted Da Mao on the arm, and said with a serious face: "Boy, don't bully your sister again, or if I catch you next time, I won't be able to spare you!"

Da Mao was stunned for a while, opened his mouth, and looked at the old lady's leaving figure.

As those old people left, some clever young people rolled their eyes and followed them.

The originally noisy park suddenly became empty.

"Old Liutou, you, the big dragon, can't run away now... uh..."

Old Li Tou in the pavilion finished his long thought, marked the black word on Tianyuan, and was about to show off his divine hand.

When I looked up, I was stunned.

Hey, where are the people?

A yellowing fallen leaf swayed and fell from the eaves of the pavilion.

...

After a while, Er Mao came close to Da Mao and asked in a low voice: "Brother, are we done now?"

Da Mao looked confused and stammered: "I, I don't know either."

"It should be done, we have money to buy a gift for mom." Xiu'er got up from the ground, with a bright smile on her tear-stained face.

Not far away, Wang Weidong saw old men and women leaving the park in groups, and knew that his plan was probably going to come true.

He winked at the four brothers and sisters of the Liang family and ran away quickly to catch up!