Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 24 Praise Comrade Qin Huairu

In the morning, the first thing you do when you open your eyes is to sign in.

[Ding, sign in successfully, get 50 yuan of money, 5 catties of beef, [-] catties of rice noodles, and a Shanghai watch. 】

Wang Weidong's eyes widened, and he struck again!

Stores sell Shanghai watches for 120 yuan, and you need a ticket to buy them.

Since the bicycle ticket broke out in the system, good things have come one after another.

The silver strap is shiny and has a cold metallic texture to the touch. When you put it to your ear, you can still hear "tick, tick, tick..."

Wearing it on his hand, Wang Weidong immediately had a feeling of controlling the time, which was not given by those electronic watches in his previous life.

No wonder there is a saying that the poor play cars and the rich play watches.

After a brief wash, Wang Weidong pushed open the door without thinking about making breakfast.

Outside the door, the brand-new [-]th Street is emitting a charming brilliance under the sunshine.

There are a few messy footprints on the plant ash.

"It's really disappointing. It seems that the little thief BangGiao also knows that stealing bicycles will cause big trouble."

Wang Weidong smiled wryly, shook his head, turned back to the house, and took out the broom.

As soon as he cleaned up the outside with a broom, he was seen by the uncle who was taking a walk.

The uncle was still worried that Wang Weidong held a grudge because of what happened yesterday, so he hurried forward to greet him warmly.

"Weidong, you wake up so early to clean up, you are very energetic, and it is worth learning from other people in the compound."

Wang Weidong was about to perfunctory a few words, and he had an idea.

He put down the broom, smiled shyly at the uncle, and said in a loud voice: "Master, you came just in time. I am about to praise Comrade Qin Huairu."

He was so loud that almost everyone in the compound heard him.

"Hey, did Xiao Qin do something good?" Yi Haizhong asked quickly.

These days, Qin Huairu has been stared at by others, which makes Yi Haizhong feel distressed.

Holding a toothbrush, Qin Huairu just pushed open the door when she was shocked and blushed.

Jia Zhang's face in the room was gloomy, and Jia Xudong stuffed the quilt into his mouth.

Xu Damao also came over, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was eating melons.

Wang Weidong saw that everyone was awakened, so he continued to say loudly: "Last night, Comrade Qin Huairu ran to my house to clean the house regardless of his exhaustion. I was deeply moved by this spirit of self-sacrifice and helping others!"

The people in the courtyard immediately understood when they heard this.

It must be Qin Huairu's flirtatious charm who went to harass Wang Weidong.

But it looks like it didn't work out.

"It's worth learning." Yi Haizhong said with a smile.

How can such a thing be said.Wang Weidong is so honest!
Silly Zhu was gnawing black corn bread. These days, because he was afraid of Li Aiguo, he never dared to smuggle leftovers.

She curled her lips: "Why doesn't Sister Qin clean my room?"

Even Qin Huairu had a thick skin, felt the contemptuous gazes cast by the crowd, and blushed in embarrassment.

I wanted to stand up and use that sharp mouth to argue a few words, but found that there was no reason at all.

What Wang Weidong said is the truth, I can only blame myself for being greedy for other people's meat.

After winter, the weather is getting colder and the sky is gloomy.

There was a lot of snowfall in that era, and the heavy snow like goose feathers often lasted for two days and two nights.

There was enough snow on the ground to bury children's knees.

It snows heavily.

The naughty children will take the big yellow dog and play with the rabbits in the snow.

The adults will also be lazy, gather around the fire, and gossip.

However, snow is a big trouble for the team.

The snow on the road prevented the truck from moving.

Even if the snow melts, since most of the roads are dirt roads and muddy, it will take ten and a half months.

In order not to delay the production progress of the factory, the team had to transport the production materials needed by the factory back from all over the country before the first heavy snow fell.

Wang Weidong is now the master of the team. Apart from the captain, he is the best driver.

With great power comes great responsibility.

Considering that most of the drivers in the convoy are married and have families.

Wang Weidong took the initiative to undertake the task of long-distance transportation, driving a truck on roads across the country every day.

In the early morning, the morning glow sprinkled over the Red Star Rolling Mill.

Wang Weidong was wearing a blue and black cotton coat, sitting on a chair in the control room, dozing off.

He just came back from Taiyuan with a load of coal in the middle of the night last night. He didn't sleep well for two days and two nights, and was sleepy to death.

"Brother Weidong, your things are ready and put in the car."

A crisp sound woke him up.

Lifting sore eyelids, he looked up.

Yu Changsheng was wearing a blue and black coat, and his eyebrows and hair were covered with frost.

"Longsheng, thank you, I'm leaving now."

Wang Weidong stretched his waist and rubbed his cheeks with his palms to wake himself up.

His task today is to transport a batch of steel ingots to Anshan.

The distance is long and time is tight, so we still need to start as soon as possible.

When Wang Weidong walked out of the control room, he met Niu Zhijun, who had just returned from Inner Mongolia, face to face.

Seeing that each other's eyes were bloodshot, the two shook their heads helplessly and patted each other on the shoulder.

"Bon Voyage!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Wang Weidong opened the door and boarded the cab.

The rear seat of the cab has long been removed and replaced by a wooden bench.

Under the bench are a self-made diesel stove, a black iron pot, white ceramic enamel cups, and a red iron-shelled water bottle.

There is also a canvas bag, which contains toothbrushes, Chinese toothpaste, towels, pancreas, and chopsticks. There are all kinds of them.

A fertilizer bag in the corner holds a quilt.

These are all essential items for long-distance running.

At the bottom of the car seat, there is also a cardboard box, which contains white flour steamed buns.

In those days, there were no instant noodles and no dried noodles, and sports car drivers only boiled water when they were steamed buns made of white noodles.

Drivers who have the conditions will break the white flour steamed buns into pieces, put them in a bowl, add boiling water, and sprinkle sugar.

It tastes delicious.

However, Wang Weidong has a ring warehouse, which stores the chicken, duck and fish that he can get at the check-in, and he doesn't eat steamed buns at all.

Wang Weidong started the fire, and the truck drove slowly towards the gate of the factory.

It was working time at this time, and the crowd at the gate of the factory saw the truck approaching and hurried to the side.

Qin Huairu was also in the crowd. She saw Wang Weidong sitting in the driver's cab. Thinking of the embarrassing experience last night, she was stunned and froze in place.

It didn't matter if she was stunned, the crowd next to her rushed towards her.

She was unprepared, staggered and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, I was wearing a padded jacket, so I only got a big scrape on my palm.

Feeling the severe pain, Qin Huairu almost cried.

With tears in her eyes, she turned her head to stare at the shadow of the truck, gritted her teeth, and said viciously in her eyes: "Wang Weidong, wait, I can't spare you!"

Of course Wang Weidong, who was sitting in the driver's cab, couldn't hear him. He rolled down the window and Li Aiguo, who was sitting in the doorpost, beckoned.

"Weidong, have a good trip!" Li Aiguo shouted loudly.

Wang Weidong drove the truck with high throttle all the way, leaving the capital at a high gear.

Just out of town, he parked his truck on the side of the road, took out a piece of red cloth from the canvas bag in the back seat, jumped out of the car, and covered the license plate.

Then, hop in the car again and drive down the road.

In the distance, a man in a gray uniform was squatting on the side of the road, smoking a cigarette.

He heard the unique "buzzing" sound of the truck in the distance, immediately stood up excitedly, ran to the middle of the road, and waved desperately at the truck.

Wang Weidong saw the gray uniform from a long distance away, and had already lightly tapped the brakes to slow down.

(End of this chapter)