Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Manager Liu Hong frowned: "Mom, I'm buying my cucumbers, what's your business? If you don't want to buy them, how can you stop others from buying them?"

"How come you don't know a good person's heart!"

Mrs. Wang was so angry that she blushed and had a thick neck, and finally she could only leave in a sarcastic manner. Manager Liu Hong looked like he was not easy to mess with in his outfit.

Manager Liu Hong was riding his bicycle and was about to leave. He seemed to have thought of something, then turned around and walked up to Liu Changshun.

"Comrade, can you tell me where this cucumber comes from?"

"That can't be..." Liu Changshun shook his head. Even if he wanted to say it, the key is that he didn't know.

Manager Liu Hong also realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his words, and hurriedly explained: "I don't want to bypass you to buy cucumbers. The price of a piece of cucumber is not expensive for me at all. I am afraid that I will go to the market next time.

, I can’t find you.”

Liu Changshun wanted to say something, but was stopped by Liu Changyi. He walked up to Manager Liu Hong and said, "Comrade, don't worry, our two brothers have been selling cucumbers here recently. You can come anytime."

"That's good!" Liu Hong was anxious to give the cucumbers to those old friends, and without saying anything else, he got on his bicycle and left.

Liu Changyi held the money in his hands and looked at his back, a little unbelievable, 'How cheap is 1 yuan a piece? People in the city are so damn rich!'

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The other side.

Wang Weidong helped Yang Maixiang carry fried dough sticks, steamed buns and tofu curd. After the two of them finished eating in the house, they began to prepare for the wedding banquet.

"Eternal God Emperor"

The wedding banquet will naturally be held in the No. 2 state-owned cafeteria, and Director Yao, who is just like his own mother, will definitely give the biggest discount.

Only the guest list and seating arrangements need to be carefully arranged.

Chinese people pay attention to orderliness between elders and younger ones. For important occasions like wedding banquets, if the seating arrangements are not done well, it is likely to cause big trouble.

When Liu Hongchang and He Wenhui got married last time, the He family occupied all the seats of honor.

As the representative of the Liu family, Liu Yunchang had to sit under He Wentao, so Liu Yunchang made a fuss about the wedding banquet and walked away.

Wang Weidong naturally couldn't make such a mistake this time.

In addition to Liu Yunchang, Wang Weidong is also planning to invite his uncle's family. Anyway, now that he has a source of funds, he is not afraid of spending money.

There are also colleagues in the cafeteria, six disciples and other young apprentices, all of whom must be arranged.

Yang Maixiang also asked Yang's father and Yang's mother yesterday about their intentions. They would not hold a wedding banquet alone, so all the guests from the Yang family came with them.

All together, there were more than a hundred people, not including children.

These days, there are no round tables for ten people, and the square tables in the cafeteria can usually seat six people. In other words, Wang Weidong must prepare at least nearly twenty tables.

Looking at the numbers calculated on the red paper, Yang Maixiang frowned: "Isn't this too much? Otherwise, we shouldn't invite those relatives who are far away? Even if we invite them, they may not come."

"Hey, are you kidding? If we don't invite you, then we are in the wrong first and we will be criticized in the future. Besides, it's just a few tables and it doesn't cost much." Wang Weidong said with a smile.

Yang Maixiang was not stupid. She knew that although Wang Weidong said he was relaxed, he was still under a lot of pressure.

And she also heard that Wang Weidong had borrowed money for He Wenhui before.

He stood up, took out a stack of banknotes from the canvas bag hanging on the bedside, and handed it to Wang Weidong: "Brother Hong Chang, here are two hundred and thirty yuan and twenty-one cents, which are my savings over the years. Take the flowers first,

If it's not enough, I'll ask my eldest brother to borrow some more."

Wang Weidong looked at the banknotes in front of him and was filled with emotions.

Look, this is a good wife who knows how to help men, instead of blindly putting pressure on men, and not blindly relying on men.

His wife's money would be free if she didn't take it. Wang Weidong was not polite and took it directly. Anyway, he would return it to her in two days.

After arranging seats, the two of them rode their bicycles onto the street.

There will be a wedding banquet soon, and the two of them must buy new clothes.

The most popular public clothes these days are national style green and worker blue, integrating feelings of home and country, simple clothing, and surging heart.

When it comes to getting married, it's just a matter of celebration, and public clothes won't do.

Wang Weidong took Yang Maixiang's hand and walked to the second floor of Ningzhou Department Store.

"Brother Hong Chang, the clothes on the second floor are too expensive. Let's go to the alley in the back street. I know a tailor who makes beautiful clothes." Yang Maixiang was worried about money and hesitated.

"We only get married once, and we are not afraid of spending money." Wang Weidong couldn't help but said, pulling Yang Maixiang to the clothes counter.

Ningzhou Department Store is the largest department store in Ningzhou City. Many of the clothes in it are shipped from other places. Even if they are brought to big cities, they are still very fashionable.

"Comrade waiter, please bring over that turtleneck red sweater." Wang Weidong pointed to the inside of the counter.

The waitress glanced at Wang Weidong. The young man was dressed smartly, so she took it over and handed it to Wang Weidong: "This is made by the Beijing Textile Factory. It costs fifteen yuan and two cloth tickets."

When Yang Maixiang heard this, she immediately became anxious. She grabbed the corner of Wang Weidong's clothes and whispered, "Brother Hong Chang, it's too expensive to pay half a month's salary at once."

In the past, Wang Weidong would have been reluctant to spend so much money on clothes, but now he has a systematic farm that can produce at least more than fifty cucumbers every day, which can be sold in the market for more than fifty yuan, which is one a month.

More than 1,500 yuan.

The clothes costing more than ten yuan each are nothing.

Of course, the key is that this sweater matches Yang Maixiang very well. Yang Maixiang is already very fair, and the red sweater makes her skin even fairer.

Yang Maixiang also liked this sweater. After putting it on, she stood in front of the mirror and couldn't bear to leave.

"Here, here is the money, please wrap it up."

Wang Weidong paid the money directly.

Twenty minutes later, the two of them left the department store carrying large and small bags. Yang Maixiang was so distressed that her heart was bleeding.

In just a short time, the two of them spent more than fifty yuan.

"Hey, don't be bored, let's go take wedding photos."

Wang Weidong saw that her little face was wrinkled and couldn't help but reach out and scratch her little nose.

"Wedding photos...elbow, elbow..."

Yang Maixiang suddenly became energetic. Like all girls, she looked forward to marrying someone she liked and who also liked herself.

This day has finally come, and it is natural to leave precious memories. When the two of them grow old and their youth is gone, they can look at the photos and reminisce about the past.

Photo studios these days are also state-run. There is a tan wooden plaque on the narrow door, and the furnishings in the room are also very old. Only the sample photos on the wall can add a bit of artistic flavor.

When the photographer saw the young couple coming in hand in hand, he stood up from behind the counter and said, "You two, are you ready to take wedding photos?"

"Master, you have pretty good eyesight!" Wang Weidong took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket as he spoke and handed it to the photographer.

The photographer is probably in his fifties. His hair is slightly longer than normal hair. He also wears a silver chain on his wrist. He can be considered a literary young man of this era.

"Oh, I have been doing photography for half my life, how can I not have this kind of eyesight?" The photographer lit a cigarette and was about to take out the bill. He thought for a moment, looked at no one around him, and whispered: "Comrade, you guys take the photos."

Colored?"

"Colored? Are there color photos?" Yang Maixiang was stunned and asked subconsciously. She had taken photos before, but she had never heard of color photos.

The photographer looked proud: "You are lucky. I went to Beijing for a meeting not long ago and bought two of them from my colleagues in exchange. I have been keeping them. I think they have good temperament and are very photogenic. The photos they took will definitely be great."

It’s very good, so I’ll take it out.”

There are really not many color photos these days, so if you encounter one, you can't let it go. Wang Weidong smiled and said, "How much does a color photo cost?"

"Ten yuan for a ten-inch picture." Perhaps the photographer thought the price was too high, and quickly added: "As you know, this kind of film is very precious. Even in the capital, not many photographers have it.

So, the price must be a little higher.”

"Ten yuan is too outrageous. Five yuan, just give it to a friend!"

Of course Wang Weidong couldn't believe his lies, so he took out a five-yuan note from his arms and slapped it on the table.

"Okay, just five yuan..." The photographer put the money into his pocket.

Wang Weidong: "..."

Damn it, this is the profiteer of this era.

Although the photographer was a profiteer, his photography skills were indeed not boastful. He completed the shooting in less than ten minutes.

"I will develop the negatives overnight, and you can pick them up tomorrow."

"Okay, don't waste time."

After leaving the photo studio, Wang Weidong scratched his head in distress. It seemed that no matter what era he was in, shopping always cost money.

Okay, let's buy some food and cook it at home.

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In the He family compound.

After breakfast, He Wenhui didn't even wash the dishes, but sat at the desk and started writing a letter of apology.

Wang Weidong's words last night also touched her. She looked up at He Wenyuan, He Wentao and He Wenda who were playing in the room, and felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

Unknowingly, her younger brothers and sisters turned out to be like this.

Choose delicious food to eat and good-looking clothes to wear. Even the clothes on He Wenyuan were made from quilts bought by Liu Hongchang.

Think about it these years, these younger brothers and sisters have done nothing serious except getting into trouble.

Every time he got into trouble, it was He Wenhui and Liu Hongchang who stepped in to sort it out. For this reason, they always put in good words for others.

Now that Liu Hongchang no longer helps her carry it, she really can't bear it.

He Wenyuan was having fun for a while, then he remembered that he had made an appointment with his colleagues to play in the park. He walked into the house and said to He Wenhui: "Sister, I went out on your bicycle!"

After saying that, she ran outside without waiting for He Wenhui's answer. In her heart, He Wenhui's things were hers, and telling her would be a way to give her face.

He Wenhui put down her pen and chased her to the door, shouting to her: "Wen Yuan, don't go out today. I will write a self-criticism later, and you have to do it in front of everyone."

"What? Make a self-criticism? You really take Liu's words seriously!" He Wenyuan stopped and curled his lips and said: "It's so embarrassing to do a self-criticism, I won't do a self-criticism!"

She is a big girl, and she is already embarrassed when being stared at by so many people. She also needs to make a self-examination, so she doesn't have to see anyone in the future.

He Wenhui frowned and comforted: "The review is very short, just read it once. No one in our compound will laugh at you."

"If I don't do it, you have to do it!"

He Wenyuan spoke impatiently to He Wenhui. As he was talking, he pushed his bicycle to leave, but was held back by He Wenhui.

"Wenyuan, you are an adult now and have joined the workforce, so don't understand anything!"

"I'm ignorant!" He Wenyuan's eyes widened and he looked at He Wenhui as if he were a stranger: "Why are you just bullying me with outsiders!"

"No, I'm doing this for your own good! Liu Hongchang has a very stubborn temper now. If he really takes it seriously and reports it to the police station, you will be in trouble." He Wenhui continued to comfort her softly. In her impression, every time

The next time He Wenyuan got angry, she only had to say a few soft words, and He Wenyuan would reconcile with her.

However, something was different this time. He Wenyuan was convinced that He Wenhui had not helped him and did not listen to her at all.

"Okay, He Wenhui, I understand now. Are you afraid of Big Old Liu? Let me tell you, you are afraid of him, but I am not afraid. If you have the ability, let him find someone from the police station and then arrest me.

.”

"Oh, you silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? I am your sister, can I harm you?"

"Humph, are there any sisters like you? Let your sister be embarrassed!"

He Wenhui had all the good things to say, but He Wenyuan just couldn't get in. There was really no other way. She could only shout into the room: "Mom, come and talk to Wenyuan."

Yu Qiuhua had actually heard the quarrel outside. The reason why she didn't come forward was because she felt that He Wenhui didn't try her best in last night's matter.

If He Wenhui had knelt down directly to Liu Hongchang, could Liu Hongchang have asked He Wenyuan and He Wentao to make a self-examination?

However, Yu Qiuhua is a very rational person, and he also knows that Liu Hongchang is not easy to offend, so if he is angry, he really dares to go find people from the police station again.

Yu Qiuhua groped out of the house and shouted in the direction where the two were arguing: "Wen Yuan, be obedient. You are just doing a self-examination. You won't lose a piece of flesh on your body. I don't think anyone in our compound would dare to laugh at you!"

"

"But, I..."

"Don't worry, mom will help you vent your anger in the future."

"Oh well!"

He Wenyuan dared to argue with He Wenhui, but he did not dare to disobey Yu Qiuhua, because Yu Qiuhua got angry and dared to beat her with a cane.

He Wenhui looked at He Wenyuan who was walking back to the house angrily. She felt a little tired.

However, she doesn't have time to rest now. She has to write the review before noon.

Writing a self-reflection letter is also difficult. It must show sincere repentance and not be too low-key. It took He Wenhui two hours of writing and drawing to write a 500-word self-reflection letter.

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She handed the confession to He Wenyuan and He Wenhui: "Come on, sister will take you to the gate now. You read it in front of everyone. Liu Hongchang will definitely have nothing to say."

He Wenyuan and He Wenhui were both reluctant, but they had no choice but to walk outside with their letters of apology.

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