Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

"Silly Zhu, you have no parents, you dare to forget to bring leftovers to the old lady, you deserve to be exterminated. Wang Weidong, you are not a good person, you don't know how to respect the elderly."

In the crowd, Mrs. Jia Zhang was cursing Silly Zhu. When she heard what Wang Weidong said, her expression suddenly changed, and her eyes subconsciously looked towards Banggeng who was squatting on the ground.

When he saw it, his face turned pale, he was in a daze, and almost lost his balance and fell down on the flower pond.

Qin Huairu next to her immediately noticed something strange, supported her with one hand, and quietly asked what happened.

Mrs. Jia Zhang winked and asked Qin Huairu to look at the stick.

Qin Huairu was confused, but still followed Jia Zhang's eyes.

It didn't matter, her face suddenly turned pale, and the original bright red on her lips became a bit dull.

"Banggeng...Banggeng...he..."

"Shh, don't make any noise!" Mrs. Jia Zhang covered Qin Huairu's mouth, glanced left and right, and when she saw that no one was paying attention to them, she said in a low voice: "Take the child back to the house."

Qin Huairu twisted her waist, pretending to move to Banggan unintentionally, grabbed him and walked towards the house.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Banggeng was playing with some old hen feathers on the ground. He was a little confused. He struggled to break free a few times, but was pulled into the house by Qin Huairu.

Inside the house, Xiaodang and Sophora japonica were lying on the table making shuttlecocks with feathers.

"Go, sleep!" Qin Huairu snatched the feathers and stuffed them under the mattress.

I stuffed it hard and felt it was all the way to the bottom, then I was satisfied.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"I do not want to sleep."

"Why are you hiding the chicken feathers?"

Banggan, Xiaodang and Huaihua didn't know when it happened, and looked at Qin Huairu in confusion.

The cripple Jia Xudong was also awakened and wondered: "What's wrong?"

"These little ancestors got into trouble. They stole the old hens from Xu Damao's family, and now the master and the others are catching the thieves." Qin Huairu bit her lips and said in a trembling voice.

She breathed out loudly, her chest rising and falling.

Jia Xudong said viciously: "What do I mean? Xu Damao is not a good guy. He is a movie projectionist and spends all day in the courtyard shouting and drinking. His things should be stolen!"

After saying that, he looked at Qin Huairu with contempt and said sarcastically: "Don't you have a good relationship with me? If you just open your mouth, you'll be fine."

Qin Huairu felt a sense of grievance in her heart when she saw her good-for-nothing husband's contemptuous tone.

I have good relationships with others, isn’t it just for the sake of this family?

However, she never dared to say these words, so she could only bite her lips, her eyes were slightly red, and she nodded heavily.

Qin Huairu turned off the lights, pulled on her clothes to make her figure look more curvy, and smoothed her hair to make herself look glamorous and attractive.

Then he closed the door and squeezed into the crowd.

In the crowd, the second uncle also stood up and spoke:

"What Wang Weidong said makes sense. Maybe some greedy child stole Xu Damao's hens and roasted them."

He did not want to support Wang Weidong, but mainly wanted to show his presence.

"I agree too. Confucius said that if there is a cause, there must be an effect. If the hen is lost, it must have been stolen." The third uncle held the ceramic tea cup in his hand and shook his head, looking like a cultured man.

Seeing the second uncle and the third uncle all agreed with Wang Weidong's point of view, the first uncle finally made a formal decision: "Then call the children out and see who stole it."

When Qin Huairu heard this, her body softened.

I came late and couldn't communicate with Mr. Yi privately.

But this doesn't bother her, Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu pretended to be calm, twisted her waist, walked to the first uncle, and bent down: "First uncle, the children are all sleeping now. If you wake them up again, your studies will be delayed tomorrow."

"It's so cold that no one can bear to let the children catch colds, right?"

"Besides, since the children are so young, it would be inappropriate to accuse them of stealing in person. It would hurt their self-esteem."

"Let me tell you, why don't you three uncles gather the children together tomorrow and tell them about the disadvantages of stealing so that they can be educated. This is the best solution."

"You, boss, think about the overall situation. We must not let this incident cause chaos in our compound and make us live in peace."

When the uncle saw that Qin Huairu's charming face seemed calm, but her eyes revealed anxiety, and she was licking her lips from time to time, she suddenly became concerned.

He nodded solemnly: "That makes sense!"

Qin Huairu approached the second uncle who was an official fan again: "Second uncle, I will trouble you to organize the children's education tomorrow. You are the best organizer in our compound."

The second official fan nodded and said, this is a good idea!

Qin Huairu's eyes moved away from the second uncle and met the third uncle again.

"Third uncle, you are an old teacher. I will ask you to teach the children an ideological and moral lesson tomorrow. You are an educated person in our compound and have a high moral level. You will definitely be able to educate the children well."

The third uncle wanted to refute at this time, but he was afraid of being misunderstood as not wanting to contribute. He pursed his lips and finally could only nod in agreement.

The residents in the compound were also moved by Qin Huairu's words. No one could be sure whether the chicken thief was their own child.

It’s not like I lost my own chicken, so I am happy to watch the joke!

Wang Weidong was invisible in the crowd, and when he saw Qin Huairu's exquisite performance, he applauded "piapiapia" in his heart.

Qin Huairu was able to suck up the whole courtyard and make the victims feel that he was giving merit, which was indeed quite capable.

If we put it in a few decades, with her charming appearance and big mouth, she would at least be a top green tea bitch and a pua master.

Fighting with this kind of opponent is exciting!

"Okay, let's all leave. Gather the children for class tomorrow." The first uncle picked up the ceramic jar, and the second uncle and third uncle also stood up.

Everyone turned and left, leaving Xu Damao patting his thigh and grinning: "What about my old hen? Where is my old hen? That's an old hen that can only lay eggs."

Silly Zhu wandered up to him: "Xu Damao, can you lay an egg? Just lay an egg!"

Xu Damao almost exploded with anger, but when he saw Si Zhu's burly body, he knew he couldn't beat him, so he could only break his teeth into pieces and swallow them into his stomach.

I drew a circle in my heart and cursed Silly Zhu: I wish you, this stupid big guy, will be pinned down by Qin Huairu's body for the rest of your life and never be able to stand up. I hope that useless person Jia Xudong lives for another thirty years and drags you two wild mandarin ducks to death!

Wang Weidong saw that his first attack was resolved by Qin Huairu, and he didn't feel the slightest anger in his heart.

In fact, as long as he stood up and made strong demands just now, he would not dare to openly show favoritism.

However, that might expose himself, arouse the vigilance of the Jia family, and give him a bad reputation as a bully to the weak.

The scheming Qin Huairu spent so much effort to create a pitiful character for the Jia family, but it will not collapse just because of Wang Weidong's words.

Wang Weidong wants to work quietly behind the scenes to let the gang of people who killed him get retribution.

The days ahead are long, and there are plenty of opportunities to try out Qin Huairu's skills.

He was humming a tune and was about to turn around and go back to the house when he saw Xu Damao still mumbling curses.

With a thought in his heart, he walked over with a smile: "Da Mao, you don't know me yet, right? I'm Wang Weidong who just moved here."

When he moved here, Xu Damao went to the countryside to play movies. When Xu Damao came back, Wang Weidong drove a truck for a long distance again.

The two are not allowed to meet each other, so they don't know each other yet.

Xu Damao was mentally preparing to prick Wang Shazhu with a silver needle when he raised his head and saw a young man looking at him with an honest face.

Suddenly I woke up.

"Wang Weidong!! I have long heard that a truck driver came to the compound. It turns out to be you."

"Why didn't I see you bring the truck back from the factory?"

There is a reason why Xu Damao is so enthusiastic. The truck drivers in the factory can usually drive the trucks home and build a good relationship with the truck drivers. Next time they go to the countryside to play movies, they might be able to get a ride.

Wang Weidong naturally understood what he was thinking and said with a smile: "Our compound is only a few kilometers away from the factory, so it's a quick walk."

"Even if we got to know each other today, we are neighbors. If you want to take a ride in the future, just say so."

Wang Weidong's straightforwardness made Xu Damao admire in his heart. Wang Weidong was more open-minded, unlike Silly Zhu who always caused trouble for him.

This young man is great!

He nodded quickly: "That's a good feeling."

Wang Weidong and Xu Damao returned to the backyard together. Looking at Xu Damao who was about to open the door, Wang Weidong said thoughtfully: "Old Xu, you see we are next door. From now on, you can call me Mr. Wang next door. It sounds friendly."

"Old Wang next door." Xu Damao touched his head blankly, and then nodded heavily: "That sounds quite cordial. From now on, you will be Old Wang next door to me."

Wang Weidong: "Hey!"