Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

The next morning, it was bright and clear.

Wang Weidong got up from the bed and put on his big cotton-padded jacket, scarf, and gloves.

Hey, it's tight, like a big bear.

Fortunately, it's winter now, so this is considered fashionable, and this kind of clothing is not conspicuous.

Get on your bicycle and go straight to the post office outside Dongzhimen.

It was still early, and there were almost no people on the streets. Occasionally, you could encounter street sweepers and oxcarts carrying manure.

The car rolled over the frozen ground, making a crisp clicking sound.

Although he was wearing thick clothes, Wang Weidong was already stiff when he arrived at Dongzhimen.

The bicycle was a little conspicuous, and Wang Weidong stood in the distance, and then, under the cover of the morning light, he quietly walked towards the green mailbox that was as tall as a person.

The envelope slipped through the opening.

Oak, the first espionage activity in his life was successfully completed.

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We had breakfast under the overpass. This is considered the ‘Snack City’ in Beijing.

Wang Weidong exchanged food stamps for two fried dough sticks and a bowl of bean juice.

He had always been resistant to sour water like bean juice, but he thought that this was the food of the old capital after all. It is said that the Queen Mother of the West drank a large bowl of it every morning. It would be a pity not to taste it.

When the bean juice entered his mouth, Wang Weidong regretted it.

It would not be a pity if you never drink this stuff for the rest of your life.

Thinking that waste was a great sin, I held my nose and poured it into my stomach.

Eat and drink enough and start a busy day.

After contacting Lou Xiao'e, Wang Weidong put down the stone in his heart and began to plan to expand production.

He went to the Siheyuan Subdistrict Office and asked Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office to help recruit a group of temporary workers.

Director Wang of the sub-district office naturally agreed to this request.

Although temporary workers do not have the benefits of regular workers and their jobs are not guaranteed, the money they take home is real.

The poor people in nearby neighborhoods heard that Zhao Jiefang from Juhua Courtyard actually bought a new cotton-padded jacket for his wife and made new coats for all six of his children.

Although the fabrics are all recycled and look very rustic, everyone is envious of them.

Recycled cloth is a thick thread fabric spun from recycled old cloth strips. It is cheap and does not require cloth stamps.

Although it is very uncomfortable to wear close to the body, it is very strong and durable, and is loved by the people.

The directors of the sub-district offices in the surrounding blocks have come to inquire several times, and they want Director Wang to help ask if there are any temporary workers in the 11th workshop.

Director Wang knew that Wang Weidong had been in a bad mood recently because of Lou Xiao'e's incident, so he was too embarrassed to ask.

Now that Wang Weidong has taken the initiative to make this request, how can she be unhappy?

Even if some places are allocated, the Siheyuan neighborhood will definitely still account for the majority.

When it comes time to report and summarize at the end of the year, the report card of the Siheyuan Street Office will definitely be more eye-catching.

Based on their last experience, the two of them easily reached an agreement on the requirements for temporary workers and the specific operation methods.

It was noon, and the excited Director Wang wanted to stay with Wang Weidong for lunch.

There is a big happy event today, and it is considered a festival at the street level. The canteen steamed white flour steamed buns.

Thinking of returning to the steel rolling mill, it might be already past noon, and it would be troublesome for Nan Yi to go to the cafeteria to eat.

Wang Weidong did not refuse.

Dabai steamed buns paired with stinky tofu are quite delicious.

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Wang Weidong ate three steamed buns in one go.

Director Wang's face turned dark when he saw it, and all the officers also looked at him sideways. This guy is so good at eating.

After Wang Weidong left, Director Wang felt that he was a little impulsive.

Have friends come from afar.

However, when this friend is very good at eating, he is not so happy.

Regret!

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On the street, Qin Huairu was looking for Yi Zhonghai everywhere.

There was no other way. Only when Yi Zhonghai signed the installment note could Jia Zhang allow her to transport Jia Xudong back to Jiajiazhuang for burial.

Qin Huairu knew that Jia Zhang was taking this opportunity to make money.

But she couldn't refuse.

If Jia Xudong is not buried for a day, the bad thing between her and Yi Zhonghai may be exposed.

Also, she really couldn't pretend anymore.

Kneeling in front of the coffin and crying every day, her voice became hoarse and her knees became red and swollen.

If she cried for another seven or eight days, she would have to die in front of the coffin.

Of course, Qin Huairu hid money in the quilt, a total of thirty-five yuan.

Most of it was earned from Yi Zhonghai, and a small part was earned from trading steamed buns on a daily basis.

However, she still decided to let Yi Zhonghai pay the two hundred yuan.

After eating meat, you wipe your mouth and want to leave. How can it be so cheap?

Anyway, even if the money was handed over to Jia Zhang, she still wouldn't ask for it from Qin Huairu when she was lying on the bed unable to move.

Of course, Mrs. Jia Zhang definitely didn't want to lie down on the bed, but Qin Huairu also had many tricks to make her unable to move.

At that time, there was still a lot of the medicine Yi Zhonghai put in Jia Xudong's lunch box.

However, she didn't know which cave Yi Zhonghai was hiding in. Qin Huairu searched for it all morning but couldn't find it.

When she returned to the courtyard dejectedly, her bangs came up from behind.

With a strange smile on his face, he told Qin Huairu that Aunt Yi had returned to her parents' house and Yi Zhonghai was hiding in the house.

This news made Qin Huairu blush with anger.

I almost lost half my life. It would be better for you to hide in the house and pretend that nothing happened.

‘kuang,kuang,kuang’

Qin Huairu knocked on Yi Zhonghai's door.

"It's broad daylight and the courtyard is full of people. Why are you here?" Yi Zhonghai stuck his head out and looked around. When he found that there was no one else outside, he reached out and dragged Qin Huairu into the house.

Then he quickly closed the door.

Yi Zhonghai has been extremely scared since he learned in the hospital that Jia and Zhang had discovered their adultery because of their wrong blood type.

I packed up my belongings overnight and prepared to take refuge in the countryside.

He was cautious all his life and wore a mask all day long, so he became a moral model in people's eyes.

If this matter gets serious, all efforts will be in vain and we will still have to sit on the fence.

Later, Qin Huairu turned the tide and made Jia Zhang shut her mouth, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But Yi Zhonghai felt that if he was seen with Qin Huairu at this time, he would probably be gossiped about, so he took sick leave and recuperated at home without even going to express his condolences.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, there is another reason why he did not go to express condolences. When Yi Zhonghai heard that Jia Xudong died, his eyes were always open.

He was a little scared.

"Why am I here? What did you say back then?" Qin Huairu sat down on the bench with a cold face, angrily scolding Yi Zhonghai: "When you came to my Qinjiazhuang, my father saw that you were living a hard life alone, so he had good intentions.

I let you sleep in my cow house. It was a good thing, but you touched my bed in the middle of the night and caused me trouble."

"At that time, I was already engaged to the young carpenter from the neighboring village, and we were about to get married. You ruined everything."

"What's even more disgusting is that you took advantage of it and got into my bed every day under the cover of darkness. You stayed busy until midnight and made me pregnant."

"You feel comfortable. How can I, a big girl, live like this? I wanted to jump into the well at the east end of the village. It was you who told me that you could help me become a city dweller and eat national food."

"I believe you."

"After listening to your words, I married the short-built Jia Xudong. Although Jia Xudong is ugly and likes to listen to that damn old woman, he treats me well."

"I wanted to live a good life with him, but you old beast came to seduce me again and got me pregnant again."

"If I hadn't been smart, Jia Zhang would have seen through it long ago."

"However, paper can't stop the fire. I didn't expect that the deaf old lady's hospitalization exposed us all."

"Now Jia Zhang threatens that if she doesn't give her a thousand yuan, she will die and we will fight for it."

"Tell me what to do!"

Yi Zhonghai originally looked at Qin Huairu with a little tenderness in his eyes. This woman was indeed wronged.

He was about to take Qin Huairu's hand and say a few words of comfort.

When he heard 'a thousand yuan', his gray hair stood up suddenly and he turned around: "A thousand yuan? Why doesn't this damn old woman go and grab it!"

"Instalment payment, you give Jia Zhang two hundred yuan a year..." Qin Huairu stood up, stroked Yi Zhonghai's back, helped him to the chair, and said slowly: "I know you have no money now, Aunt Yi

Isn’t there a lot of dowry?”

"The old woman went back to her parents' house at midnight last night and took away the jewelry box." Yi Zhonghai's face was gloomy.

At this time, he also realized the seriousness of the problem. A vicious person like Jia Zhang could do anything.

Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment, a trace of viciousness burst out in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth: "Otherwise, we..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No, absolutely not." Qin Huairu was frightened and stood up in a hurry and waved her hands: "Jia Xudong just died, if Jia Zhang has problems again, the police station will not let us go."

"Besides, I suspect that Director Wang from the sub-district office does not believe in the theory of genetic mutation."

Aunt Yi took the jewelry box away, which was beyond Qin Huairu's expectation.

Even counting the thirty-five yuan she had on her, there was still a gap of one hundred and sixty-five yuan.

"Then what should we do?" Yi Zhonghai frowned and looked sad.

There is a bankbook worth 500 yuan in his cabinet, but it is his pension money and must not be touched.

The best way is to let Qin Huairu find a way to get the money.

Two hundred yuan is not a small amount of money, and most families don't have that much money.

There should be a deaf old lady, but she will never come out, after all, Qin Huairu has not married Shazhu yet.

Yan Bugui is a shrewd person and won't even lend out five yuan.

Not to mention bangs, he is just a villain, waiting to add insult to injury.

Then only...

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up and he looked up at Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu also thought of an idea at this time.

"Wang Weidong!" The two looked at each other and smiled, and spit out the same name in unison.

In the courtyard house, the richest person is Wang Weidong.

Although he rarely shows off his wealth recently, the warm baby stickers sent out every day by Workshop No. 11 cannot fool anyone.

I heard that the old comrades in the military compound buy them by the box.

Although this money has to be handed over to the factory, it won't be a problem to ask Wang Weidong to borrow it for temporary turnover.

It is unreasonable for a neighbor of a large compound not to help at all.

Moreover, Qin Huairu still had some vague expectations in her heart.

...

With the money secured, Qin Huairu didn't bother to talk nonsense to Yi Zhonghai, stood up and left.

She felt sick when she thought about this old, flabby body lying on top of her.

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