Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 236 A Cucumber

Before leaving get off work, Wang Weidong helped Liang Ladi handle the transfer procedures.

Although Liu Dazhi, the director of the welder's workshop, was trembling with anger, he still signed his name on the application form under Minister Fang's indifferent eyes.

"Brother Liu, I'm sorry, I will make up for the friendship." In the corridor, Wang Weidong said embarrassedly.

"Hmph, that's your boy. If it were someone else, I would have welded his mouth on with a welding torch." Although Liu Dazhi was reluctant to part with Liang Ladi, he also knew that No.11 workshop is now the darling of the ministry, so he could only hate it. Throwing down a harsh word.

There are many skilled welders, but there are not many who are hardworking like Liang Ladi.

Well, offend another one.

However, for the development of the No.11 workshop, it is necessary to offend people, and Wang Weidong doesn't care.

He came outside the No.11 workshop, and Liang Ladi was chatting with the concierge, Uncle Qin, when she saw Wang Weidong approaching, Liang Ladi hurried up to meet her.

"Director Wang, I'm here to report." She was full of energy.

"Well, come in with me."

Wang Weidong led Liang Ladi into the workshop and clapped his hands.

"Everyone stop."

The noise dissipated immediately, and the sewing machine workers raised their heads.

"Now I announce one thing. Comrade Liang Ladi will serve as the team leader of our workshop. Everyone is welcome."

"Clap clap clap!"

The workers had heard about Liang Ladi's deeds long ago, and they admired this woman who raised four children alone.

"Okay, let's get to work."

Wang Weidong briefly explained the key points of work to Liang Ladi, and then entered the office.

Cough, continue to draw the design of the special edition warm treasure stickers.

That's how tough it is.

The street office was very efficient. When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, director Wang of the street office sent the list to the No.11 workshop.

Now that the supply of warm treasure stickers is in short supply, the temporary workers can start work one day earlier, and the output can be higher.

Wang Weidong felt that he worked overtime to finalize the list.

Wang Hongxia, 50 years old, is a middle-aged widow, and has a 70-year-old mother who needs support.

Song Yuexiu, Sow Hutong, 35 years old, has a disabled right leg.

Yu Yehong, Maoyi Hutong, 46 years old, her husband is bedridden all year round.

A total of 100 people.

Many of the temporary workers this time came from other streets, and the situation was more complicated.

The Street Office of the Siheyuan has already checked it once, and Wang Weidong still needs to check it carefully.

Kindness should never be wasted.

Wang Weidong, who has been a man for two generations, understands a truth, life is full of love and kindness, but never overestimate the goodness of human nature, and never underestimate the evil of human nature.

After reviewing all the materials, the workers in the workshop had already left work, and it was already pitch black outside.

Well, forgot to eat dinner.

It's time to lose weight.

Wang Weidong took out a tender cucumber from the ring warehouse, and rode his bicycle back to the courtyard while nibbling on it.

It was already late at night, and the noisy courtyard fell into silence.

With the help of dim street lights, Wang Weidong tied his bicycle under the eaves.

The taste of cucumber is good, if one is not enough, I will add another one.

He took out another gherkin, gnawed it and pushed the key into the lock.

Suddenly, a breeze came from behind.

The hair on Wang Weidong's neck exploded in an instant, his body leaned slightly, and his left hand subconsciously beat behind him.

"Crack!"

"No! No! No!"

There was a muffled faltering sound coming from behind, Wang Weidong didn't relax at all, he turned his head abruptly and raised his right foot, ready to fly in the air.

Instead, he saw a woman looking at him in horror.

Woman with a cucumber in her mouth.

"Fuck, Qin Huairu, you're trying to scare me to death in the middle of the night!" Wang Weidong hurriedly swerved his left foot, just barely able to brush against Qin Huairu's hair.

That's right, with a steamed bun on her chest, her hips wider than her shoulders, and wearing a white filial piety dress, she exudes a pitiful and lovely smell.

Apart from Qin Huairu, there is no one else in the capital.

Qin Huairu was in a daze for a long time before a trace of rosiness appeared on her pale face.

When that kick came, she really thought she was going to die on the spot.

Remembering the matter of borrowing money, Qin Huairu began to sit by the coffin at dusk, peeping outside.

I couldn't see the lights of Wang Weidong's house turned on all the time, thinking that he would not come back at night, and was about to give up the plan.

As soon as Xiao Huaihua was put to sleep and the children were covered with blankets, Qin Huairu heard the sound of bicycles in the distance.

She tidied up in a hurry, and ran to Wang Weidong's door to ambush under Jia Zhang's sneer.

With the experience of the previous two times, she wanted to sneak in directly while Wang Weidong opened the door.

Who would have thought that he ate a cucumber as soon as he showed his head.

Qin Huairu took the cucumber out of her mouth in a daze, looking at the tender cucumber covered with bumps, she didn't know what to do.

To eat, or not to eat?
But Qin Huairu calmed down quickly, she smiled lightly, and bit the cucumber into her mouth.

"Crack!"

"It's great to be able to eat such tender cucumbers in this season."

Wang Weidong had black lines on his face, what does this woman want to do?
Immortal jump?
It shouldn't be, Jia Xudong's body is still lying in the coffin, Qin Huairu is doing the fairy dance at this time, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape.

Is it really to eat my cucumber?
"Sister-in-law Jia, it's so late, why did you come here if you didn't guard Brother Jia?" Wang Weidong was very concerned.

"You..." Qin Huairu blushed a lot, but thinking of the plan, she still held back.

"Go into the room and talk, I have something to ask you."

While speaking, Qin Huairu squeezed past Wang Weidong, and rubbed her plumply, intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he unscrewed the door lock and walked straight into the house.

Oh, it's really my own home, I want to see what you want to do.

Wang Weidong was looking forward to this old opponent.

He strode into the house, Qin Huairu turned and closed the door, and turned on the light bulb.

Under the evening light, Wang Weidong could see Qin Huairu's attire clearly.

Qin Huairu was wearing a moon white filial piety gown, which stretched her body tightly, showing a clean and graceful figure.

The big braid is coiled on the head, a white velvet rope is tied on the black hair, and a pair of handmade white filial piety shoes are worn under the feet.

If you want to be pretty, be filial.

Qin Huairu also noticed Wang Weidong's gaze, the corners of her eyes became rosy, and two lines of crystal tears 'Portugal Tart' flowed down her fair and smooth cheeks.

"Brother Weidong, my family really can't live on."

???

Wang Weidong was full of question marks, in the middle of the night, came to borrow money?

Take me for a fool.

It shouldn't be, with the lessons learned from the previous two times, Qin Huairu is still so stupid, that's really disappointing.

Wang Weidong didn't say anything, moved a chair, sat in front of Qin Huairu, and watched her perform quietly.

Qin Huairu sobbed while watching Wang Weidong's actions.

Wang Weidong's indifference was completely in her expectation.

"Brother Weidong, your brother Jia is still lying in the coffin. Our family has no money to bury him. I want to borrow some money from you." Qin Huairu said in a miserable voice.

"I know, my family has done a lot of sorry things to you before."

"You're a good man, though, and you'll forgive us, won't you?"

"Our family has three children to raise, and now I have another man. It's really hard. Please help our family."

Wang Weidong stood up suddenly, which made Qin Huairu happy, but she was disappointed immediately.

Because Wang Weidong poured a cup of tea, holding an enamel mug, while drinking the tea, he looked at her faintly.

It seems that there is no need for a killer.

Qin Huairu gritted her teeth and started selling cabbage.

(End of this chapter)