Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Rolling mill infirmary.

Ding Qiunan held his chin in his hands and stared at the wintersweet flowers outside the window in a daze.

Thoughts split the heart, lingering thoughts, gifts of tranquility to generals, stealing heavy clouds...

After Aunt Huang finished sorting out the files, she saw Ding Qiunan's blank look and shook her head helplessly.

This silly girl is bound to get into trouble sooner or later.

"Xiao Ding, the canteen provides meat and vegetables at noon. No meal tickets are required. Let's go get food together." Aunt Huang took the aluminum lunch box and knocked on the table.

Ding Qiunan turned around and asked blankly: "Meat and vegetables? Do you want a meal ticket?"

"Yes, I heard that it was a reward from the ministry...Comrade Wang Weidong killed two big fat pigs." Aunt Huang told the gossip she heard from the patient.

"Wang Weidong..." Ding Qiunan suddenly felt no longer hungry.

But seeing Aunt Huang's sincere look, she stood up holding on to the table and forced a smile: "Come on, let's go eat meat. I'll probably have to work overtime tonight to sort out medical records."

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Speaking of eating meat, more than 20,000 yuan was given to the workers in the steel rolling mill, which was not enough for two big fat pigs.

Nan Yi led a group of chefs and had to chop the pork into fine pieces, fry it until it was fragrant, and then add it to the cabbage and radish.

In each worker's lunch box, there are only a few small pieces of minced meat visible to the naked eye.

Even so, the sales volume of the canteen's cornbread reached its highest peak ever, with a single-day sales volume of 80,000.

The meat and vegetables are free, but the steamed buns require tickets.

After eating well, the workers sat in the workshop chatting, while Wang Weidong rode his bicycle and came to the pimp alley.

He wants to give Mrs. Niu pig intestines.

While killing the pig, Wang Weidong thought of something. Mr. Yu, the man next door to Mrs. Niu, seemed to be particularly greedy for this stuff.

On weekdays, every now and then, Niu Zhijun would buy a few hangings and give them away through his friends.

Now that we have free pig intestines, we naturally can’t let them go.

Niu Zhijun sprained his leg and was resting at home. Wang Weidong could only send a large intestine to his door and talk about work matters.

Knock gently and the calf opens the door.

When he saw Wang Weidong, he jumped up with joy: "Uncle Weidong is here!"

"Good boy!" Wang Weidong took out two White Rabbit toffees from his pocket and handed them over.

In this era, the White Rabbit toffee was made from real milk. One toffee and one cup of milk were not a joke.

"Thank you, uncle. Niuniu, come and eat some sweets." Maverick turned around and went to find his sister.

Mrs. Niu came out of the house and said with a smile: "Weidong, you really spoiled them."

"They are all our own children."

Wang Weidong pushed the cart into the courtyard. Mrs. Niu saw the two pairs of pig intestines at a glance: "Did you buy these?"

"It's not really a purchase. Didn't the ministry give me two big fat pigs? I kept the pig intestines."

"What a coincidence. It's almost Chinese New Year, and all the pig intestines on the market have been saved by the butchers. Mr. Yu went to several wet markets and couldn't find any, but he was very anxious."

Mrs. Niu was not polite to Wang Weidong, picked up the pig intestines and walked to the next door.

"Sister-in-law, don't you wash these pig intestines?" Wang Weidong was surprised.

Last time, he remembered that Mrs. Niu washed the pig intestines in a basin before sending them out.

"Well, now Mr. Yu's appetite has changed and he likes to eat pig intestines with a little flavor." Mrs. Niu curled her lips and shook her head, as if she didn't understand.

Pig intestines with a bit of flavor, this old man is very brave.

Wang Weidong couldn't help but become curious. If he had the chance, he must get to know this strange man.

There are two trees growing in the yard. One is a walnut tree, a branch of which was cut off by Wang Weidong. The other is a wintersweet tree, of which no branch was cut. The two trees appear asymmetrical.

Gu Mao

The pale pink plum blossoms bloom brightly on the wintersweet tree. When the breeze blows, the petals tremble slightly, which is really gratifying.

Well, it happens to be useful.

"Click."

"Weidong, you're here, come in quickly...what are you doing?"

Wang Weidong put the wintersweet flowers into the vase on the table: "Flowers are more suitable for patients."

Niu Zhijun:....

Boil the cake and light the cigarette. Of course, Wang Weidong is busy doing this.

"Brother Zhijun, do you know that a ritual is required before a pin is broken?"

"Ritual?" Niu Zhijun looked down at the broken tea leaves, then looked up at Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong dipped his fingers in tea and touched his eyes: "Tea can improve eyesight..."

Niu Zhijun struggled to stand up, limping and took the enamel cup away: "You kid is just causing trouble. It costs fifty cents and a tael to break. You dipped it in water and played around. When your sister-in-law comes back later, it's time to criticize me."

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Isn’t the ceremony wrong? Do I have to say something else, have a cup of Gouda ↑↑.

After sitting around for a while, Wang Weidong put the enamel cup aside: "Brother Zhijun, I may be going to Hong Kong City in a while, and I want to entrust you to take care of the No. 11 Workshop."

"Me?" Niu Zhijun was stunned for a moment, looking at the bits of broken leaves in the cup with his eyelids drooping.

Wang Weidong knew that he had concerns, but the Eleventh Workshop was related to future big plans and there could not be any mistakes.

There are a few senior officials in the workshop, "Second-hand Scientist, Shouhou, Zhao Jiefang, Liang Ladi, and Tong Zhi." These comrades are experts in their "professional field" and are not qualified to manage a workshop.

Unlike later generations, as long as we provide money, there will never be a labor shortage. Today's workers are like big brothers, and they are so arrogant.

The workshop director must not only gain the support of the workers, but also control the situation, and build a good relationship with the superiors.

Especially the 11th workshop, the situation is quite special, and it is more difficult to be the workshop director.

"Of course, I will report to Factory Director Yang and help you apply for the qualification of Level 1 Clerk." Wang Weidong said slowly.

"What a fool! I, Niu Zhijun, am the kind of person who covets status!" Niu Zhijun glared at him, "Don't worry, just go ahead. I'll take care of you in the 11th workshop. If any bastard dares to cause trouble, I'll kick his ass."

interrupt."

Wang Weidong lowered his head and looked at Niu Zhijun's right leg:....

"Fuck, you kid won't be beaten today, will your skin be itchy? I fell down." Niu Zhijun explained nonchalantly: "Did you see those two steps at the door? One night, Maverick peed there.

It was freezing the next morning..."

Good guy, it turned out that he was tricked by his own son.

Wang Weidong: The red light is in a trance

After chatting about work for a few more times, Wang Weidong stood up and left. Niu Zhijun knew that he was busy with work, so he did not stay with him to eat.

When Mrs. Niu came back from Mr. Yu's house, she saw that Wang Weidong had left, and complained: "Why is Brother Weidong gone? Mr. Yu gave him a pair of fans to express his gratitude to Da Changchang."

Fan... The corners of Niu Zhijun's mouth trembled.

"Madam, sit down, I have something to tell you..." Niu Zhijun told Mrs. Niu exactly what Wang Weidong had entrusted.

Mrs. Niu frowned: "Zhijun, you are confused. I usually go to Mrs. Zhang's house to do some housework. According to Mrs. Zhang, the wind direction is a bit wrong recently, and it may be blowing."

"Also, the ministries and commissions have received several letters of complaint. Some people reported that Wang Weidong was speculative, but the leaders of the ministries and commissions suppressed them. Once the wind blows, no one can tell what will happen."

"Is it worth it for you to take a trip into this muddy water at this time?"

Niu Zhijun looked at Mrs. Niu with admiration.

His wife was born in a hutong and grew up in a hutong. She has a very good relationship with the surrounding neighbors. In addition, she has the reputation of Lao La's family. Although she is just an idle person in the ministry, she has all kinds of information.

but..

Niu Zhijun sighed: "I can't watch a young man who does practical things get blown down by the strong wind. I don't understand the above things. I only know that the 11th Workshop has earned foreign exchange and helped many poor households."

When Mrs. Niu saw Niu Zhijun's determined expression, she said nothing and got up to look after Xiao Niu and Little Niu doing her homework.

Niu Zhijun began to think about how he would respond if the situation changed.

for a long time.

Niu Zhijun said in a deep voice: "Go outside and make some noise. Our Lao Niu family has started recruiting brides again. Every time the matchmaker introduces a match to Dahong, she will get a pound of pork!"