Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 2 The First Meeting of Qin Huairu

soul painting, p1q
Well, not so divided.
"I am!" A man's vulgar voice said.

"Hey!" A woman's voice groaned.

The two parted from the strange pose.

Wang Weidong got up, grabbed the blue and black coat in the cab, put it on his body, and looked intently.

Standing opposite was a young woman in her 30s. Her long wet hair was draped over her shoulders, and her brows had the charm of a mature woman.

The mature woman pursed her mouth and stared at Wang Weidong with a pair of winking eyes.

Wang Weidong scratched his head in embarrassment, with an apologetic expression on his face: "Comrade, I'm sorry, I was repairing the car under you and didn't notice."

The scene just now was too weird, it might not be a big deal in the previous life, but in this age when showing belly buttons will be criticized, it can already be regarded as outrageous.

"It's okay, it's okay." The mature woman timidly glanced left and right, as if she was afraid of being seen by others, and faltered twice with her small mouth.

As long as there is nothing wrong, Wang Weidong opened the cab and was ready to move on.

On the road, director Zhang of the neighborhood committee, who had met Wang Weidong once, came over.

When she saw Wang Weidong on the truck, her eyes lit up and her steps moved a little faster.

When he got to the front of the car, he smiled and said, "Comrade Wang Weidong, I received a call from Minister Fang and was about to wait for you at the gate of the courtyard. I didn't expect to meet you here."

As she said that, she looked at the big truck again, showing an expression that really did.

How could it be possible for Minister Fang to make a phone call to arrange a place in person, not a close relative.Fortunately, this time, I came in person, so I can sell my favor when I turn around.

Wang Weidong showed a simple and honest smile: "Director Zhang, how can I ask you to arrange a place for me personally?"

"Come on, how tired you are from walking."

Wang Weidong turned on the co-pilot.

Director Wang was about to get in the car, when he turned around and saw a mature woman standing not far away, he stopped in his tracks.

She slapped her thigh fiercely: "Isn't it a coincidence, isn't it, Qin Huairu, you are here too."

As she said that, she looked up at Wang Weidong again: "Xiao Qin lives in a courtyard house, and you both work in the same factory."

Qin Huairu. The name exploded in Wang Weidong's mind like a thunderbolt, and the depression and resentment of his predecessor before he died overwhelmingly hit him.

All of a sudden there was a whirlwind.

I have traveled to a TV series that killed me!

As night fell, the entire capital was submerged in darkness.

In a side room in the courtyard, under the dim light, Wang Weidong squatted on a crooked broken bench, planning for the future.

Time travel is an established fact, and no one can change it. Even Mr. Ke has to work hard to become a fool before he can return.

Since you can't resist, enjoy it!

In order to avoid being chased and killed by powerful enemies, Han Laomo was buried underground for more than 1000 years, and finally ascended to the fairyland.

With the memory of the time traveler, I will be able to achieve a great cause.

As for the birds in the courtyard that caused their own deaths, none of them should be let go, and they must be punished as they should.

However, Wang Weidong knows that it is an unwise choice to act rashly when the foundation is still shallow.

Let them fight among themselves for a while!
After making up his mind, Wang Weidong began to take stock of his belongings.

Three pieces of old military uniforms, two sets of blue and black clothes, and one set of army green quilts

A small bag of eggs, about ten.

Three catties of brown sugar wrapped in paper.

Ten packs of big-brimmed cigarettes.

There is also a small stack of old banknotes, a total of 52 yuan and 3 cents.

Food is given by teammates, cigarettes are bought in the army, and banknotes are allowances.

Holding the stack of old banknotes, Wang Weidong couldn't help frowning. This guy has been a soldier for five years, and he only saved such a little money.

At that time, there was no salary for being a soldier, and the allowance could only be regarded as living expenses, and the amount was not fixed.

Generally speaking, a one-year soldier is 5 yuan a month, a second-year soldier is 6 yuan a month, a three-year soldier is 10 yuan a month, a four-year soldier is 12 yuan a month, and a five-year soldier is 15 yuan a month.

The money doesn't seem like much, but in the army, there is no need to buy extra food, clothing, medical treatment, or even daily necessities.

Some young men from the countryside are more thrifty and can save three large tile-roofed houses.

But when he saw those packs of big-brimmed hats that could only be bought in the army, thought of those two packs of white boxes, and thought of his predecessor's life experience, Wang Weidong instantly felt relieved.

Sometimes, being able to spend money is also a skill.

Those teammates who save money can only go back to the countryside, facing the loess and back to the sky.But Wang Weidong can become a city resident, live in a house allocated for free, receive a monthly salary from the factory, and have a pension after retirement.

It can be seen at a glance which one is better than the other.

After Wang Weidong finished counting, he put the banknotes in his arms, locked the egg brown sugar cigarettes in the cabinet, and then locked the door, and then fell asleep in peace.

There are thieves in this courtyard.

Just close your eyes.

[Ding, the system has started up]

[The host did not sign in today, whether to sign in or not]

Wang Weidong's spirit lifted.

Sure enough, as a benefit of the time-traveling crowd, the system will only be late, not late.

He was still thinking just now, without a system, with a salary of 47 yuan per month, he can live a happy life with a little frugality.

It seems unnecessary now.

Wang Weidong saw that the doors and windows were closed tightly, and silently said "sign in".

[Ding, sign in successfully, get a storage ring, get 50 yuan of money, 1 catty of pork, [-] catties of rice noodles]

Wang Weiguo's eyes widened, this sign-in system is too powerful.

There is more than 50 cubic meters of space in the storage ring, and any food placed there will not deteriorate.

50 yuan, enough for a month's salary.

Although 1 catty of pork is only worth 7 cents, it is not easy to buy this stuff without a ticket.

The most important thing is that the things arranged by the system have their own provenance, so there is no need to be afraid of being traced.

"This system is really thoughtful, five-star praise."

"Tomorrow, we will make meat buns and have a tooth-making festival!"

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A month passed in a blink of an eye.

Relying on his good popularity, Wang Weidong quickly gained a firm foothold in the team, especially Captain Heizhuang, who has said twice in a row that he would introduce his younger sister to Wang Weidong.

He also knew the situation in the courtyard by heart.

This is a three-entry courtyard house with more than a dozen families. The three yards are managed by three uncles respectively. The front yard is managed by the third uncle Yan Bugui, the middle courtyard is managed by the second uncle Liu Haizhong, and the back yard is managed by the first uncle Yi Zhonghai. .

Wang Weidong lived in the backyard, next door to Xu Damao. Besides, there was the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai's family.

But maybe it's because of time travel that changed the plot.

A year ago, Jia Xudong had an accident in the factory. He was disabled, but he didn't die. He could only lie in bed all day.

His position was filled by Qin Huairu, but according to the gossip in the factory, Qin Huairu needs to start as an apprentice.

He Yuzhu, also known as Silly Zhu, is already an eighth-level chef and is waiting for Jia Xudong to die so that he can take over Qin Huairu.

Xu Damao is still a young man, looking for stepping stones on blind dates.

In the evening, Wang Weidong returned to the compound after get off work from the factory as usual.

He saw that Sha Zhu had brought two lunch boxes, one for Qin Huairu and one for home.

Just smiled and didn't speak.

There are no good people in the courtyard, and Shazhu is no exception.

Shazhu works in the factory and in the courtyard, but he has never suffered from others.

The leftovers he brings from the factory every day, whether they are leftovers, or whether he is the chef has the final say.

If this kind of behavior is taken seriously, it is to squeeze the wool of the factory.

He was sucked by Qin Huairu for a lifetime, raised three white-eyed wolves for Qin Huairu, and almost died in the end.

That's his greedy body.

Live it!

"Sister Qin, here it is." Silly Zhu walked in front of Qin Huairu.

Taking the lunch box from Sha Zhu's hand, Qin Huairu saw Wang Weidong walking from behind with a complicated expression.

When Wang Weidong first entered the factory, he enjoyed the treatment of a fourth-level fitter, with a monthly salary of 47 yuan.

It is said that after becoming a full-time worker within one month, Wang Weidong will be able to enjoy the treatment of a fifth-level fitter, and his monthly salary will exceed 50 yuan.

In the store, pork is seventy-five cents a catty, eggs are five cents a catty, and flour is six cents a catty.
How could a single man spend so much money.

When the first accidental contact, Qin Huairu saw a little emotion in the eyes of this young man with full of vigor.

As a charming woman, she has seen this kind of movement too much, so she naturally understands its meaning.

So she took the initiative to come to the door and wanted to help Wang Weidong clean the room, but was unexpectedly rejected.

This made Qin Huairu a little confused.

Relying on her own advantages in the past, she was always in the courtyard, and no one ever helped her.

After this Wang Weidong came, he just closed the door and lived his life, turning a blind eye to her.

Is the guy from the army really that straightforward?
Qin Huairu walked into the house with the lunch box, her eyes sneaking at Wang Weidong's back.

into the house.

"It's all your fault, the mourning star, I married you and it's been my bad luck for eighteen lifetimes!" Jia Xudong's face was gloomy.

Jia Xudong was very proud of being able to marry a wife like Qin Huairu who was protruding and backward.

However, after Qin Huairu gave birth to three children in a row, the pressure of life was all on Jia Xudong at once. When the pressure was high, he was distracted from work.Jia Xudong attributed the work-related injury to Qin Huairu.

Moreover, seeing his beautiful wife twisting and turning in front of others every day, Jia Xudong is a useless person, life is really worse than death.

This helpless torment made his mind extremely twisted.

Jia Zhang, who was cleaning the table next to her, said nothing. She felt that what her son said made sense.

Qin Huairu could only swallow her tears.

Wang Weidong returned home and started busy with dinner.

Although he signed in for more than a month, he saved more than 1000 yuan, enough to eat out every day.

However, considering that it is too eye-catching to always eat outside, Wang Weidong still cooks for himself every night.

Let's make braised pork tonight, just signed today and got two potatoes.

Slice ginger and garlic, chop green onion, chop potatoes, chop pork belly, pour into the pot, add rock sugar, add bay leaves, star anise, cinnamon, cooking wine, dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, stir fry for color.

Add water, bring to a boil, and simmer for 10 minutes.

Open the lid of the pot, the bright red and juicy meat is fragrant!

After more than a month of single life, Wang Weidong has grasped the true meaning of food.

That is to put more meat and more oil.

In this era, there is no need to consider the problem of high cholesterol.

After a while, the whole courtyard was filled with the tempting smell of meat.

Easy Zhonghai Home.

The first mother smelled the aroma, went to the door and looked at it: "Wang Weidong is eating meat again."

"That kid is a truck driver. Although his salary is not as high as mine, he has a lot of extra money." Yi Zhonghai shook his head and pouted.

In this courtyard, only Wang Weidong lives comfortably.

It is good for other people to eat fine noodles occasionally.

He is fine and eats meat every day.

Thinking of this, the eggs in Yi Zhonghai's mouth suddenly tasted bad.

In the middle courtyard, the Jia family gathered around the table, eating black corn buns with the leftovers sent by Sha Zhu.

Mrs. Jiazhang smelled the aroma, swallowed twice before swallowing the choked cornbread, with a vicious expression on his face: "Wang Weidong, who has no parents, cooks meat at home every day, and doesn't know how to help us. He must be a good boy in the future." Extinct."

"Sizhu is not a joke. There are so few leftovers today, how can we feed our family? Doesn't he know that we have a large family?" Jia Xudong climbed to the bedside, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of old cabbage, and put it in his mouth Chewing.

"Grandma, I want to eat meat." Sticky cried greedily.

Xiao Dang squeezed his little nose and inhaled hard, as if he wanted to inhale the aroma of meat into his stomach.

The little Sophora japonica is straight.

"If you ask me, Wang Weidong, as a new resident, should treat guests." Jia Xudong chewed the old cabbage with no oil and water, feeling uncomfortable.

"Yes! How did I forget about this!" Jia Zhang slammed his chopsticks on the table, staring at Qin Huairu with sharp eyes.

"Good daughter-in-law, you will go to Wang Weidong's house later and tell him what I am an old lady."

"Let him treat everyone to dinner tomorrow night!"

Qin Huairu shrank her neck and said in a low voice: "Mom, Wang Weidong is not a fool, I'm afraid he won't listen to me."

"Don't listen? My old lady, I'll make it hard for him to live in this compound." Mrs. Jia Zhang rolled her eyes at her daughter-in-law.

Qin Huairu nodded silently.

(End of this chapter)