Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

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"Ding, if you sign in successfully, you will be rewarded with three pieces of lansilin cloth, ten kilograms of lean meat, thirty eggs, and twenty kilograms of white flour."

Wang Weidong's eyes widened.

Lansilin cloth, this is a good thing. It costs three yuan and seventy cents a foot in department stores.

Stroking the finely woven cloth, Wang Weidong regretted it a little.

Last night, at Yan Bugui's repeated request, he gave Yan Bugui twenty yuan to purchase gifts.

If I had known that the system had improved, I could have saved this money.

No, it can’t be cheaper than Yanbu is expensive.

Wang Weidong simply took out the cloth and ran to Yan's house.

I didn't want Yanbu Gui to go out before dawn, so I didn't need to think too much, I must have gone to Dacai to buy some.

This little smart guy can spend his own money as much as he can.

Wang Weidong kept the gift and asked Aunt Yan to send a message to Yan Bugui, asking him to return the cloth he bought and replace it with these pieces of fine cloth.

After explaining the matter, Wang Weidong got on his bicycle and went straight to the steel rolling mill.

He first went to the infirmary to look for Ding Qiunan, but unexpectedly he was in vain.

After asking Dr. Huang on duty, I found out that Ding Qiunan asked for leave today.

Wang Weidong suddenly realized that he had gone through too much trouble yesterday. When he sent Ding Qiunan back, she was already having difficulty. It was normal to ask for leave.

There is no way. When the truck is heavily loaded, the inertia is too great and it is difficult to brake.

Wang Weidong pursed his lips, and asked Dr. Huang a little embarrassedly: "Doctor Huang, do you still have the anti-swelling cream from last time?"

Doctor Huang nodded, "Yes, do you need it?"

"Well, open it for me!"

Doctor Huang didn't think much, turned around and went to get the ointment, but when she was halfway there, she suddenly stopped.

If she remembered correctly, Wang Weidong seemed to have come here to get anti-swelling cream not long ago. He and Lou Xiao'e had just gotten married at that time.

When Dr. Huang passed by the gate today, he heard the security officers talking about how Wang Weidong sent Ding Qiunan home yesterday.

Could it be that... Wang Weidong... again?

Doctor Huang wanted to understand the joints involved, took the medicine, and said in a strange tone: "Comrade Wang Weidong, I am someone who has been here, and I want to give you a few words of advice."

"You said." Wang Weidong was confused.

"Young people, take care of your body."

She seemed to have no idea what she said, but Wang Weidong understood it clearly.

He smiled awkwardly: "I understand, I understand..."

After getting the ointment, Wang Weidong returned to Workshop 11.

Today, two more eighth-level blacksmiths were loaned from the brother factory, and he had to keep an eye on them.

As for the ointment, naturally I have to wait until after get off work to deliver it to Ding Qiunan.

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On the other side, Yan Bugui took a rare leave in order to propose marriage to Wang Weidong.

Just after I came back from a big shopping trip, I heard what Wang Weidong told me about it.

Looking at the three pieces of exquisite orchid cloth and the small twill lines on his hands, a trace of regret flashed across Yan Bugui's face.

He went out early in the morning just to go shopping for treasures in the pigeon market.

The money saved in this way can be put into his pocket.

It seems like all the work was in vain.

Putting the cloth sent by Wang Weidong into a cloth bag, Yan Bugui put the cloth bag and other gifts into a burden.

Then, he picked up his burden and wandered towards Yinwan Alley.

Alas, when will I save enough money to buy another bicycle?

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Yinwan Hutong, Lao Ding's house.

After resting for a whole day, Ding Qiunan felt that he could move again.

Just thinking about what happened last night, she still couldn't help but blush.

Brother Wei Dong is indeed an experienced driver, and his driving skills are excellent.

Now we are waiting for the matchmaker to come to propose marriage.

Ding Qiunan sat in front of the dressing table, looked at the little blushing girl in the mirror, and spat: "Ding Qiunan, are you ashamed?"

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Seeing that his parents, brother and sister-in-law were almost back from get off work, Ding Qiunan started washing rice and cooking porridge.

The five members of the Ding family are all working. Recently, her sister-in-law became pregnant, and the five members of the family are making plans for the unborn child.

As soon as the porridge was cooked, there was a knock on the door outside.

Ding Qiunan, who was washing vegetables, quickly wiped his hands with his apron and shouted outside: "Here we come!"

But I have some doubts in my heart. If my parents, brother and sister-in-law come back, they should go directly through the door.

Could it be that we have guests?

Going to someone else's house for a meal is a bit disrespectful.

Everyone is not well-off, do you think it would be better to leave some people to eat?

When he arrived at the outer courtyard and opened the door, Ding Qiunan was stunned.

Standing on the steps was a strange old man with narrowed eyes and a smile.

The strange old man wears plastic glasses and looks very elegant, but he is wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket, a pair of military trousers that have been washed white, and a pair of leather shoes that are 80% to 90% new but obviously one size too big.

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The strange old man stood in his leather shoes, as if he was punting a boat.

In this outfit, you can go on stage and sing a big show.

Ding Qiunan is very well-educated and would never laugh at other people's clothes.

But Yan Bugui's weird outfit made her unable to hold back and burst into laughter.

Yan Bugui was a little embarrassed, even though his aunt had already told him when he went out that it was inappropriate to dress like this.

But he believes that a matchmaker should look like a matchmaker.

If the wedding fails because of not wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, I'm sorry to Wang Weidong. It's a trivial matter, and more importantly, the matchmaking ceremony is gone.

This is absolutely impossible.

Make money, don’t be shabby!

So, he still took out the red cotton-padded jacket that his aunt had made for her wedding from the cabinet.

Put one on yourself, hey, don’t tell me, it’s just right.

However, Yan Bugui's old face was somewhat embarrassed when he was laughed at in person.

He forced a smile: "Are you Comrade Xiao Ding?

My name is Yan Bugui, and I am the current grand master of the courtyard.

This visit is to propose marriage on behalf of Comrade Wang Weidong.

Are your parents home?"

After hearing Yan Bugui's words and seeing the various gifts in the burden, Ding Qiunan suddenly blushed with embarrassment.

She never expected that Wang Weidong would move so fast.

She was always aloof in front of outsiders, but she actually started to stutter when speaking.

"He, they haven't come back yet, please come in and sit down first!"

"Okay, then I'm welcome!"

Ding Qiunan just thought Yan Bugui's outfit was funny, but now that she looks at it again, she finds it extremely pleasing to the eye.

This is the matchmaker between me and Wang Weidong!

The two of them went in with their front legs, and Ding's father and Ding's mother came back with their hind legs.

Looking at the pile of gifts wrapped in red cloth placed in the yard, Father Ding and Mother Ding were a little confused. Is this a guest at home?

After the two looked at each other, they involuntarily quickened their pace.

When he entered the house, Ding Qiunan was pouring tea for Yan Bugui.

Seeing Yan Bugui's matchmaker outfit, Ding's mother had the same reaction as Ding Qiunan, covering her mouth and laughing.

Father Ding was okay and could barely hold it in, but judging from the twitching corners of his mouth, it was obvious that he was having a hard time enduring it.

Male matchmakers are so rare!!

When Ding Qiunan saw her parents coming back, she felt happy at first, and then a hint of shyness flashed across her face.

"Mom and Dad, this is Yan Bugui, Uncle Yan, the teacher at the Steel Rolling Mill Primary School.

He is here to see you. You talk, and I will go and see the porridge cooking on the stove."

While talking, Ding Qiunan quickly hid in the kitchen.

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