Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

"Asshole! Really asshole!"

"This Second Uncle Cui actually colluded with Cui Dake and murdered a farm cow in our commune."

"Those are cattle. Even if we don't eat or drink, we still have to feed them!"

"Although so many years have passed since this incident, we can't just let it go."

After hearing what Cui Daqianzi explained, the leaders of the commune were so angry that their mouths trembled.

In this era, the leaders of the commune were all members and ideological activists. They would never tolerate this kind of theft of collective property.

"Chief Liu, don't worry, we will arrest Uncle Cui now."

Liu Changyi nodded and warned: "During the arrest, you must be careful that Uncle Cui has weapons hidden in private."

"Oh, he has weapons, but we don't have weapons? You are one of our own, and we won't hide it from you. Many of the militiamen in our commune are veterans. They have been on the battlefield and have seen blood.

"The commune leader waved his hand nonchalantly.

When Liu Changyi heard this, he felt relieved. After all, no matter how powerful Uncle Cui is, can he be more powerful than these veterans who have been on the battlefield?

Since Liu Changyi was a comrade from the city, and as soon as he came to Nanshi Commune, he helped the commune solve an old case many years ago, the leaders of the commune were particularly enthusiastic about him and invited him to rest in the commune's conference room.

This is said to be a lounge, but it is actually an old house in the commune. There is a broken table and a few crooked broken stools in the middle of the house. There are faint traces of whitewash on the adobe wall. There are a few spider webs in the corner.

The spider is leisurely waiting for its prey to come.

However, Liu Changyi did not feel that he was being treated poorly. After all, the skylight was still exposed in the office of the commune secretary just now. Although this conference room is old, the roof is still intact.

After running all the way, he was already a little tired. He put several long chairs together and lay on them to sleep comfortably.

When he woke up again, it was already noon. Liu Changyi rubbed his eyes, yawned and opened the door.

A female comrade outside the door was walking this way carrying a basket. She saw Liu Changyi with a smile on his face: "Comrade Liu, you're awake, come and eat quickly."

Liu Changyi looked at the basket, which contained several black steamed buns and a bowl of buckwheat noodles.

Smelling the unique flavor of buckwheat noodles, Liu Changyi said with a smile: "I haven't eaten this for several years, and I really miss it."

The noodles in Beijing are either fine white noodles or mixed noodles, and noodles made of buckwheat are rarely used.

In addition, Liu Changyi lives in the factory on weekdays and eats in the canteen. He eats whatever the canteen does, so this is why he said this.

Perhaps it was Liu Changyi's love for simple food that encouraged the lesbian. The lesbian who was a little reserved just now said with a smile.

"Comrade, judging by your accent, it sounds like you are not from Beijing."

"Yes, I'm from Ningzhou." Liu Changyi smiled and took the basket, placed it on the table, took out the bowl of noodles from it, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

The way he ate the noodles was like a wild wolf that had been hungry for seven or eight days, gobbling it up and slurping it up from time to time.

The female comrade covered her mouth and smiled: "Do your leaders in Ningzhou also eat soba noodles?"

"What kind of leader? I used to be a member like you, but now I am a clerk, not a leader." Liu Changyi raised his head.

"I don't believe it. I heard from Secretary Zhang that you are the chief of the security department of Lanhua Automobile Factory. That's the big boss."

That lesbian seemed to like to laugh very much. When she spoke, her eyes always turned into crescents.

"That's what the leader said because he thinks highly of me." Liu Changyi felt that the topic could not continue.

Before he came to Nanshi Commune, Wang Weidong told him that when he got here, he had to unite the masses and never think of himself as a leader.

Liu Changyi deeply agreed.

Seeing Liu Changyi's firm denial, the female comrade stopped worrying about the issue and sat down opposite Liu Changyi.

He stared at Liu Changyi with bright eyes, which made Liu Changyi, who had been immersed in eating noodles, a little unbearable.

He took out the black steamed buns from the basket and handed it over: "Comrade, are you hungry? Would you like some steamed buns?"

"I'm not hungry, I just like to watch you eat." The lesbian pursed her lips and smiled.

“What’s so good about eating?”

Liu Changyi muttered, suppressed his discomfort, and swallowed the noodles.

"It just looks good." The lesbian said reluctantly, paused, and suddenly lowered her head.

"Are you married?"

"It's over, we already have three children."

"ah...."

From then on, the lesbian completely lost interest in Liu Changyi. Just now she was a chirping lark, now she has become a boring gourd.

But this just fulfilled Liu Changyi's wish. He finished the noodles in one go and burped.

He put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked with a smile: "Comrade, have you caught Uncle Cui?"

"Looking at what you're asking, there are so many of us, how can we let him escape?" The lesbian felt as if she had eaten chili pepper.

Liu Changyi disagreed. He had encountered this situation many times.

Every time, those girls would be very enthusiastic when they saw him, but after hearing that he was married, their attitude would change instantly.

Many of these girls are pretty and come from a privileged background.

However, Liu Changyi did not regret marrying Dahong from the next village.

At that time, he had already followed Wang Weidong to the Ningzhou TV Factory and was considered a small cadre.

Many people advised him that rural girls are not as educated, not as beautiful, and not as sensible as urban girls.

According to Liu Changyi's status, he can definitely marry a city girl.

Moreover, Liu Changyi and Dahong had never met each other. The reason why they got engaged was purely because of the matchmaker, and there was no relationship between them.

but.

Liu Changyi married Dahong without hesitation.

Just because even though he lives in a Tongzilou in the city, he still dreams about his family's adobe house every night.

He knows that he is actually a farmer.

Although I am now the security section chief, I will still return to the countryside one day.

....

"Now that I've been caught, can I go see him? You should know that the purpose of my visit this time is to collect evidence of Cui Dake's crime."

"Okay, you come with me."

Liu Changyi followed the female comrade to a remote small house.

"You wait here for a while, I'll go in and take a look."

The female comrade opened the door and walked into the house. After a while, she walked out again.

"It just so happens that the secretary and the others are interrogating Uncle Cui. You can come in too."

Liu Changyi then entered the small room.

The small house was actually a place where firewood was piled. Most of the space was occupied by wheat straw and branches. Uncle Cui squatted on the firewood, his head drooped, and said nothing.

This was the first time Liu Changyi met Uncle Cui, and he inevitably became a little curious about Cui Dake's son.

The biggest difference between Uncle Cui Er and ordinary club members is that he is white.

The members of the commune worked in the fields all day, and their skin was tanned and dark, but Uncle Cui's face looked as if he had applied whitening powder.

Also, he is fat.

Uncle Cui was wearing a dark blue labor cloth jacket today. This kind of coat was originally very loose, but now it looks like it's one size too small for Uncle Cui.

This weight must be at least two hundred kilograms.

In this era, fat people were rare, and Liu Changyi's impression of Uncle Cui couldn't help but be a little different.

Seeing Liu Changyi come in, the commune secretary asked someone to move a chair for Liu Changyi and motioned for him to sit down.

Then, he glared at Uncle Cui and continued to ask: "Tell me the truth, was it your idea to steal the cattle or Cui Dake's idea?"

"Of course it was Cui Dake's idea. Secretary, you don't know that even though that boy was only thirteen years old, he was very courageous. He had already set his sights on the cattle in our commune, but he just couldn't handle it alone.

Then he called me.

Although I got a little more beef, in the following period, Cui Dake kept threatening me with this matter.

All the advantages I took were made up by him."

The commune secretary wrote down Uncle Cui's words on the manuscript paper, and then asked: "Besides stealing cattle, what other bad things has Cui Dake done?"

"That kid is nothing. He took advantage of me and slept at home during the day. At night, he went to peek at Widow Liu taking a bath at the entrance of the village. By the way, the pants that Widow Liu lost over the years were all from Cui Da.

It can be stolen."

Hearing this, the commune secretary looked at an older commune member next to him: "Cui San, is this happening in your village?"

"Yes, yes, I still remember that after Widow Liu lost her pants, the whole village yelled and cursed, and Cui Dake was still watching the fun!" Ji San was smoking a pot, and when he heard the secretary's question, he quickly raised his head.

, the corners of his mouth were cracked, revealing teeth yellowed by smoke.

After saying that, he spat fiercely and muttered in a low voice: "At that time, I suspected that Cui Dake did this. This kid has not been honest since he was a child. He just thought that his parents died early and he was alone.

, it’s really not easy, so everyone just pretends they don’t know.”

"Well, Cui Dake stole his pants, write it down." The commune secretary nodded and carefully wrote down what he just said on the manuscript paper.

Hearing this, Liu Changyi already knew that the overall situation was decided. Cui Dake's two crimes of stealing cattle and stealing underwear were enough for him to drink a pot.

However, the commune secretary continued the interrogation in the spirit of never ending evil.

Soon, all the bad things Cui Dake did in Nanshi Commune were exposed.

What about peeping at a little girl taking a shower?

Why steal the sweet potatoes from the commune?

What spread rumors about commune leaders?

....

The secretary of the commune looked at the densely packed words on the manuscript paper and gritted his teeth in anger: "I didn't expect that there would be such a heartless guy in our commune."

"Secretary Zhang, this is because Cui Dake is too cunning and has nothing to do with the commune or you." Liu Changyi said at the right time.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with our commune. The main reason is that Cui Dake is too bad and cunning."

When the commune secretary heard this, he was completely relieved. He signed his name on the manuscript paper, stamped it with a red stamp, and handed it to Liu Changyi.

"Comrade, please hand over the evidence found by our commune to the capital. We must not let the bad guy Cui Dake escape."

"Don't worry, this is the purpose of my visit to Nanshi Commune this time."

After completing his mission, Liu Changyi was ready to return to the capital, but this time there was no bullock cart to ride on.

Cui Daqianzi, a livestock herder, was arrested by the commune for neglecting his duties.

Fortunately, the commune secretary had a bicycle and offered to take him to the highway so that he could stop the trucks transporting supplies to the capital.

The distance from Nanshi Commune to the capital was less than fifty miles, and it took Liu Changyi a full day to return to the capital.

By the time we returned to Lanhua Automobile Factory, it was already dusk.

Liu Changyi had no time to rest and went straight to the factory director's office.

"Director, evidence of Cui Dake's crime has been found."

"Thank you for your hard work, Chang Yi."

Wang Weidong took the manuscript paper and looked at it carefully.

Sure enough, just like in the original work, Cui Da was a guy with pus on his soles and sores on his head.

With this evidence and the account books provided by Ding Qiunan, even if Cui Dake is extremely capable, he will not be able to turn around.

Wang Weidong asked Liu Changyi to hand over this evidence to Factory Director Liu Feng that night.

....

Night, quiet.

In the staff dormitory of the machinery factory.

Wang Weidong and Ding Qiunan, who had just finished exercising, were lying on their backs chatting.

Ding Qiunan wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "Liu Feng talked to me today. He praised me in front of the director of the medical office for my high ideological consciousness and my courage to expose Cui Dake's crimes. Brother Hong Chang, this time

I really have to thank you for this, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to escape from Cui Dake."

"We have a relationship between you and me. This is too polite."

Wang Weidong leaned forward and lit his cigarette, took two comfortable puffs, and said with a smile: "Cui Dake is doing his own evil. Do you know that when Cui Dake was in Nanshi Commune..."

Wang Weidong recounted the situation investigated by Nanshi Commune.

Ding Qiunan was stunned when he heard this. It took him a long time to recover, with a look of fear on his face.

"I didn't expect Cui Dake to do so many shameless things."

"Cui Dake probably won't be able to come out in this life. You don't have to worry anymore." Wang Weidong comforted her and brought the topic to Ding's father and Ding's mother.

"How are the conditions of the two old men?"

"Thank you for helping me find an expert. The situation is much better now, especially my mother, who is already able to walk."

When Ding Qiunan mentioned this, he was grateful, but he also couldn't help but admire Wang Weidong's energy.

She had heard from the little nurses that the doctor responsible for treating Ding's father and Ding's mother this time was a medical authority that ordinary people could not find.

Hearing this, Wang Weidong was relieved.

At this time, Ding Qiunan seemed to purse his lips and said with a smile: "Brother Hong Chang, I seem to have taken a break."

Wang Weidong: "Hey!"

....

The next day.

At dawn, Wang Weidong left the machinery factory and drove his jeep to the telephone office.

Today is the day when Hongchang mobile phone is released.

That's right.

After half a year of busy work, the first generation of mobile communication mobile phones has finally achieved mass production, and the telephone company has also built more than a dozen ground base stations in Beijing, which is enough to ensure the signal of Weidong mobile phones in the Beijing area.

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