Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Bangge got up from the ground with difficulty, pointed at the black footprints and five bloody wounds on his face, and was about to cry without tears: "Nai, look at me, is this okay?"

"...I was not careful. If you want to blame me, I have to blame that boy Wang Weidong!" Jia Zhang stood at the door and cursed fiercely. She wanted to rush in to find Wang Weidong to settle the score, but she was afraid when she thought of what she had just experienced.

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Wang Weidong is so unreasonable. My old woman is so old. Even if she says the wrong thing, don't you know how to deal with it?

I don't know how to respect the elderly at all.

But Jia Zhang had nothing to do with someone who started fighting at the slightest disagreement.

As long as you dare to scold, others will beat you. What else can you do?

"Grandson, let's go home quickly. My ribs are about to break. I still have half a bottle of iodine at home. We can't waste it."

Holding on to the stick and the howling cold wind, Mrs. Jia Zhang walked towards the courtyard with difficulty.

After taking just two steps, Banggeng suddenly stopped, took Jia Zhang's hand and said, "Hey, I can't swallow this breath."

"My eldest grandson, I can't swallow my milk, but we are no match for Wang Weidong, what can we do?" Mrs. Jia Zhang let out a long sigh.

Banggeng turned to look at the truck parked at the door, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Nai, I have an idea. Have you seen that truck? When I passed by just now, I took a peek and saw the big canvas

There should be something in the bag. We can steal it when it’s dark and no one is around. I know a few friends who specialize in collecting stolen goods. If you resell them, it’ll be just money!”

Jia Zhang suddenly became excited, patted Banggeng on the shoulder and said: "Tsk tsk, my eldest grandson is still smart. I have seen since he was a child that you are a person who does big things. Then isn't Wang Weidong arrogant and powerful? Let's put him

His things were stolen and he had no way to explain after he went back!"

Grandfather and grandson both became excited and limped back to the courtyard with each other's support.

.....

Wang Weidong didn't know that the equipment he had finally obtained was being targeted by someone, and he was eating the dishes carefully cooked by Guan Tingting.

"Tingting, I see your skills are getting better and better."

"As long as you like to eat." After hearing the man's compliment, Guan Tingting felt that her efforts were finally in vain.

She had never been in the kitchen before, but there is an old saying that if you want to control a man's legs, you must control his stomach.

The appearance of Huang Yanling made Guan Tingting aware of the crisis.

Men like Wang Weidong are born to do great things and will not focus their energy only on one woman.

If you want to keep an important place in his mind, you have to put some effort into it.

Guan Tingting learned her cooking skills from a chef named Liuzi in a state-owned canteen. It is said that Liuzi's chef was a famous chef in Ningzhou City.

After eating, the two cuddled up on the sofa and watched TV.

Guan Tingting suddenly turned her face sideways, looked at Wang Weidong's strong cheeks, and whispered: "Brother Hong Chang, I think it is inappropriate for Xiao Huang to live in the factory after returning to Ningzhou."

Wang Weidong turned his head and stared into her eyes, somewhat confused about the meaning of this sentence.

Ordinary women, even if they don't make a big fuss when encountering something like this, will just pretend they don't know.

Guan Tingting felt a little guilty because of the glare, biting her red lips and whispered: "Think about it, there are so many people in the factory talking, and you are the director, so you are too conspicuous. If you can't help it, you will definitely be arrested.

Others can see it.

Isn't my new house just outside the factory?

You can place Xiao Huang there, and it will be more convenient for you to visit her whenever you want."

When Wang Weidong heard these words, he felt a little moved and hugged Guan Tingting heavily in his arms.

.....

As night falls, the entire capital is immersed in darkness, with only the dim light from the street lamps.

Jia Zhang and Bang Gang limped to the truck.

"Nai, please keep your footsteps quieter and bend your waist. The noise is so loud. It will wake up Wang Weidong later."

"I know, my old lady stole eggs in the countryside and was never caught. What are you afraid of?"

When they arrived next to the truck, the two of them looked at the one-meter-high truck body, feeling a little embarrassed.

Mr. Jia Zhang is very old and can no longer climb up to the truck.

As a thief saint, Bangge was originally very skillful, but he was beaten three times by Wang Weidong. His whole body was bruised and he couldn't climb up.

I have to say that Banggan was experienced and quickly came up with a good idea. He whispered to Jia Zhang:

"Nai, you squat down and I step on your shoulders."

"Grandson, please be gentler. I'm old and can't stand being kicked."

"You, you, just be at ease, stop nagging, hurry up!"

Jia Zhang squatted on the ground, stepped on Jia Zhang's shoulders, and prepared to climb up.

As soon as he grabbed the edge of the truck body, Jia Zhang was too old to bear the weight of the stick, and his body swayed.

"boom!"

She squatted on the ground and fell down.

"Milk, what did I tell you?"

"My mother really can't carry you, let's find another way."

"..."

Bangge looked around and found nothing useful, so he could only run back to the cellar of the courtyard and bring out a ladder.

Carrying the ladder, as soon as I reached the Crescent Gate, I bumped into Silly Pillar.

Silly Zhu was very happy today. He got half a chicken and gave it to Qin Huairu when he came back.

In the past, when Jia Zhang and Bang Gen were at home, Si Zhu would often leave the chicken behind and be kicked out.

But today, these two annoying people were not at home. Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua were two heartless people. After eating and drinking, they went out to play.

Qin Huairu and Shazhu were the only ones left in the room.

Silly Zhu had been a mere pawn for so many years, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he started to touch Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu was originally unwilling to talk to Shazhu. She thought Shazhu was too ugly. After seeing that face, she would have nightmares at night.

However, if you want your horse to run fast, you have to give it grass!

In addition, Shazhu started dating again recently. Qin Huairu was worried that the horse would run away, so she could only let him eat a hot steamed bun.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Recalling the feeling of eating steamed buns, Silly Zhu sang a ditty and saw the stick.

"Hey, Bangge, what are you doing carrying the ladder this late at night? Come on, I'll help you carry it. You're young and your body is growing, so don't be crushed by the ladder."

"Silly Zhu, you go and play..."

Bangge hates Silly Zhu, especially when he saw Silly Zhu coming out of his house excitedly, he became even more angry.

But then he thought about it, Shazhu was strong. If there was something heavy in the truck later, Shazhu could help carry it down.

Then he changed his mind and said, "Uncle Silly, my grandma and I found something that others didn't want in the truck. Can you help us carry it back?"

The phrase "Uncle Silly" makes Silly Zhu extremely happy. After so many years, he can be said to be very fond of Bangge.

Bangge often got into trouble when he was little, and Silly Zhu helped him out.

Bangge came back from the countryside and couldn't find a job, so Shazhu helped him find a job as a street sweeper.

Although street sweeping is not dignified, it is still a formal job. In later generations, even college students rushed to do it.

But BangGeng thinks that his nose is not a nose and his eyes are not eyes. He has always been called "Silly Zhu".

"Good boy, I'm so touched. Can you please scream again?"

Silly Zhu almost cried.

"Don't be so annoying, can you help me? If not, I'll leave!" Bangge said angrily.

"Help, help, how can I not help! Even if I have to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will help!"

Silly Zhu was so excited that he carried the ladder to the outside of the courtyard without thinking about it.

As he walked, Bangge confessed in a low voice: "The owner of the truck said that the things on it were secretly left for us. We can't let the neighbors find out. Please be gentler and slower later."

"Don't worry, your stupid uncle is not a fool, he knows what to do."

Silly Zhu said happily and followed Bangge to the truck.

BangGeng pointed to the canvas on the truck: "The things are under the canvas, help me take them out."

Silly Zhu, who was 1.8 meters tall, pressed his hands on the side of the car, exerted his strength with his legs, and jumped into the car with a slight jump.

Opening the canvas, he saw a wooden shelf with glassware in it.

He took a flashlight and looked at it, and said doubtfully: "Banggeng, what do you want these glass bottles for? As tea cups?"

He touched the edge of the measuring cup and tapped it with his hand: "This thing is too thin and can easily break."

When I saw that there was glassware inside, I was a little disappointed. This thing was not valuable at all. These days, everyone uses enamel jars for tea, which are very strong. Who knows how to use glass cups?

He pointed to a big package inside and said, "Uncle Silly, can you unzip that and see what's inside?"

"Okay!" Silly Zhu responded, gently untied the rope outside the package, and a square iron box appeared in the dim flashlight beam.

The outside of the iron box is painted with cyan paint. There is a recessed piece on the front of the iron box with a pointer-like thing on it. There is a disk on the top of the iron box and a plug on the back.

Man, this thing looks like it could be worth a lot of money.

What made Bangge even more excited was that as the flashlight beam moved, he saw a metal nameplate on the side of the iron box. The words on the nameplate were all in foreign languages.

Although Bangge only had a primary school education and could not understand foreign languages ​​at all, he also knew that this was something shipped in from abroad.

"That's it, Uncle Silly, please take it down."

"What's the use of an iron lump?" He muttered, Si Zhu hugged the iron box with both hands. Unexpectedly, the iron box was too heavy. He hugged it and didn't move it.

Silly Zhu thought that he had used too little strength just now.

He took a deep breath and hugged the iron box again. This time, his face turned red from holding it in, and he moved a little tighter.

"This thing is too heavy, awesome, let's change it to another one."

"Not satisfied, no, I want this, silly uncle, please work harder!"

"All right...."

Silly Zhu already regarded Bangge as his son in his heart, so how could he refuse his request?

Using all his strength, he finally moved the iron box to the edge of the truck.

However, how to transport the iron box back to the courtyard has become a big problem.

Silly Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "No, I really can't carry it. This thing is too heavy. I'd better find a flatbed truck."

Banggeng shook his head: "It's late at night, if you pull a flatbed truck, it won't alarm everyone. Uncle Silly, you are so strong, you must be fine."

Shazhu looked at Banggeng's expectant eyes, and felt a sense of pride as a father in his heart: "Then let me try?"

"No need to try, it must be fine. I will help you drag it later, and my milk will also help, right, milk!"

"Yes, yes, Silly Zhu, your performance today has made my old lady change her previous view of you. You are such a warm-hearted person."

Yes, the Jia family members spoke, and Silly Zhu couldn't shirk it no matter what.

He took a deep breath and lifted the iron box onto his shoulders.

The all-electronic precision balance of the 1970s weighed a full 200 kilograms. Even though Silly Zhu was the God of War in the courtyard and had a strong body, he was still out of breath.

After just two steps, he couldn't stand it anymore: "Great...Geng", you are behind...press hard!

"Use your strength, go faster, faster!" Banggeng didn't use any force at all, he just kept urging Silly Zhu.

Jia Zhang just held it with her hands and curled her lips and said, "Silly Zhu, hurry up. Is that big guy of yours so weak?"

Silly Zhu was already riding a tiger and could not get off. He could only grit his teeth, carry the two hundred kilogram iron box, and walk towards the courtyard step by step.

When he returned to Jia's house, Silly Zhu bit his gums until they bled.

Qin Huairu, who was helping Banggan make the bed, heard the noise, walked out and saw the iron box, and asked in surprise: "Silly Zhu, where did you get this?"

Banggeng looked at the iron box as if he were seeing banknotes, and couldn't close his mouth: "Mom, I picked it up on the road, and I just carried it back thanks to Uncle Silly."

As he said that, he winked at Shazhu: "Isn't that right, Uncle Shazhu?"

In the past, Shazhu often helped Banggeng to protect him. After understanding Banggeng's eyes, he nodded quickly and said: "Yes, we picked it up on the road."

When she heard that it was something she picked up, Qin Huairu was relieved: "Can this thing be sold for money?"

"I can definitely sell it! I'll find a place to sell it tomorrow and cut a few kilograms of meat for my family."

"You've really grown up."

Qin Huairu looked at Banggeng and felt a little moved in her heart.

....

Early the next morning, Banggeng borrowed a bicycle from the Yan family and ran under the overpass to find the stubborn master Lao Liu.

Lao Liuben was a commune member in the suburbs of Beijing. Because he was lazy, he was always criticized in the commune, so he came to the capital out of anger.

At the beginning, he secretly did some work of collecting scraps, saved a lot of money, and also attracted some stubborn people.

As he had money and people, Lao Liu started a business of collecting stolen goods, including antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and all kinds of receipts. He would not refuse anyone who came.

Bangge also met Lao Liu through an accidental relationship. He has always regarded Lao Liu as his idol.

But Lao Liu looked down on Bangge.

When he saw Bangge, he was "appreciating" a porcelain vase with his head lowered, without even raising his head: "Banggen, if you bring those rags to the lake again, be careful that I will destroy you."

"Uncle Liu, how dare I? I admit that the things I made before were indeed a little bit different. Today is different. I picked up an iron box with foreign characters on it." Banggeng licked his face and smiled.