Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 26
Wang Weidong smiled and said, "I don't want money, can I give you a ride?"

"You really don't want money?" The little daughter-in-law was delighted at first.

Immediately, he looked at Wang Weidong suspiciously, and took a step back timidly.

Yep, being treated as a hooligan.

Wang Weidong pointed to the people in the cab: "Look, there are so many comrades here, what are you afraid of?"

"Don't freeze the baby."

The little daughter-in-law glanced at the child in her arms.

Even though he was tightly wrapped in a cotton jacket, the cold wind that penetrated through the gap still made the child's face turn red from the cold.

The little daughter-in-law bit her lip and nodded: "Thank you!"

Seeing that the cab was full, she turned and walked towards the truck.

"Stop, in this cold weather, you're killing the child by riding in a car?" Wang Weidong stretched out his hand to call her back.

"But the cab is already full."

"Go down alone, it's fine if you don't."

There are four passengers in the cab, a gray uniform, an old man with white hair, a middle-aged man with a wooden frame on his legs, and a young man sitting next to a black iron pot.

Just you.

Wang Weidong pointed to the young man and said: "Comrade, respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. Please make room for this lesbian. She is holding the child."

The young man looked stunned. The driver brother had a lively chat with him just now.

What, the boat of friendship capsized all of a sudden?

"Brother, I have paid for the car, the car for the driver's cab."

It was so cold outside, the young man was naturally unwilling to give up his seat.

Wang Weidong took out 5 cents from the iron box and threw it on him: "You get half of it back, go in the back of the car, wait for the lesbians to get off the car, and then come back."

The young man threw the 5 cents on the ground and said with a sneer, "Hmph, I have to take the car today."

After finishing speaking, he opened the front of his clothes, revealing a knife that was transformed from a military thorn on his trouser belt. The handle of the knife was wrapped with red wool, and there was a tassel.

The corner of Scar's mouth curled into a fierce arc: "I, Ma San, ride a car, and I have never ridden in a car before."

outside the truck.

The little daughter-in-law was a little embarrassed, she pursed her lips, and said to Wang Weidong quickly: "Brother Driver, thank you for your kindness, I'd better walk, and I'll be home after another thirty miles."

Wang Weidong waved his hand, interrupting the little daughter-in-law.

The black eyes stared at the young man, his face was calm, and he asked word by word: "I'll ask you again, are you going?"

"Hmph, my master is too scared, so you don't even ask about it. In Yanjiao, I, Ma San, stomped my feet, and the ground trembled for ten miles." The young man drew out his knife and made a bright knife in the air.

"If you dare to let the uncle get out of the car today, I will let you in with a white knife and out with a red knife."

Hearing the young man talking about the uncle, Wang Weidong smiled instead of anger.

He reached out and took out a cloth bag from his pocket.

"Why, big brother wants to buy me some fruit?" The young man was very proud when he saw Wang Weidong backing down, with a triumphant smile on his face.

But the next moment, the smile was replaced by fear.

A black muzzle was aimed at his forehead.

Under the sunlight, the muzzle shone with a unique metal luster.

"Fuck!"

The young man was so frightened that his pupils constricted, his whole body trembled, and his feet went limp.

As soon as the hand was released, the army thorn fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The passengers in the cab also gasped.

The driver's temper is too grumpy, he would draw his gun if he disagreed with him.

Hearing a "click", it was the sound of a safety hammer, the gray uniform was so frightened that he covered his eyes, and the old man with white hair dropped his cigarette pouch and pot to the ground.

For a long time, the young man's screams were not heard.

The gray uniform looks through the fingers.

Wang Weidong smiled shyly, holding a black pistol tightly in his right hand.

The young man closed his eyes, his face was livid, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his whole body was trembling.

The gray uniform wanted to open his mouth to smooth things over, but when he saw the shy smile on Wang Weidong's face, he shuddered inexplicably, opened his mouth, and made no sound.

For some reason, he always felt that this seemingly simple and honest driver would really kill people.

Wang Weidong smiled and said, "Now, let me ask you again."

"Stop talking, brother, no, sir, I'll get off."

The young man came to his senses, jumped out of the car immediately, and staggered to the distance.

Wang Weidong sighed, shook his head, took out 5 cents from the black iron box, and threw it out through the window.

"Here, I'll give you another 5 cents."

On Wang Weidong's first day at work in the convoy, team leader Niu Zhijun led him to the security department of the factory to pick out a self-defense pistol.

Truck drivers often drive sports cars from all over the world. The places they pass include deserts with few people and tough mountains.

Especially a place called Blind Mountain is even more dangerous.

Those places are vast and sparsely populated, and there are barren mountains and wild forests everywhere, so many people can't be seen at all.

At that time, there were a lot of civilian guns. In order to avoid potential danger, truck drivers had to go to the security department to get self-defense pistols before running long distances.

The pistols of the Security Section are all retired from the army.

There are a variety of types, including gun brand Luzi, horse brand Luzi, Browning, and domestic 59-style pistols and 54-style pistols.

There are also differences in the quality of pistols, like some gun brand and horse brand guns, the rifling has been worn out, and the trigger is welded on later, it looks like a suspected pistol.The Type 54 and Type 59 pistols are newer and can still be used normally.

Of course, for the driver, there is basically no chance of shooting, and it doesn't matter to use these suspected guns.

For example, Yu Changsheng uses Browning, which is small in size and light in weight.

Thin Monkey uses the horse brand luzi, which is equipped with a gun by a general, very stylish.

Anyway, they basically have no chance to shoot, and carrying a suspected gun is just for courage.

As a veteran, Wang Weidong certainly wouldn't fool himself with a suspected gun.

Type 54 is also the black star that became popular in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies later.

Wang Weidong has been in love with her for a long time, and now he has the opportunity to kiss Fangze, how can he let it go.

Although the Black Star pistol was heavier and larger than other pistols, Wang Weidong still put it in his arms under the reluctant gaze of the security chief Li Aiguo.

Captain Niu Zhijun praised his wise choice: "Men should be bigger."

The Black Star pistol itself was developed for grassroots commanders and special forces. It has strong melee lethality and can knock down a bull with one shot within 20 meters.

The prototype is the Su Guo TT1930 pistol, which adopts the short recoil type of the barrel, the locking method adopts the barrel swing type, the safety device is a hammer safety, and there is a five-pointed star on the half-pack plastic handle.

The steel magazine holds 8 rounds of PM pistol ammunition.

However, the security department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant only distributed 5 rounds of bullets each time, and they had to sign and draw.

After the driver returns to the factory, he needs to turn in the pistol and bullets immediately.

If it is lost, it will be a big trouble, not only to write an inspection, but also to report criticism.

In order to prevent the pistol from being lost, most drivers usually do not pick it up at all.

This time it was mainly because the distance was too far, otherwise Wang Weidong would not have carried a pistol with him.

With a pistol, it is important to know under what circumstances it should be used.

Take just now, Wang Weidong could tell at a glance that the young man was actually the same kind of person as Sha Zhu.

It's a little thing to be fierce and evil.

This is a typical hob meat with green skin. When it is weak, it will be strong, and if it is strong, it will wither.

The best way to deal with this kind of person is to clean him up once and for all.

Otherwise, he'd be looking for trouble like a fly.

Wang Weidong put the pistol into his arms, saw the little daughter-in-law still standing below, and hurriedly greeted her.

"Comrade, get in the car quickly, don't freeze the child."

The little daughter-in-law looked at him in fear, then at the blue-faced child: "Okay."

The little daughter-in-law was about to get into the car, and the co-pilot's gray uniform wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's not convenient for lesbians, I'll sit in the back."

As he spoke, he squatted beside the black iron pot.

The young daughter-in-law was sitting in the co-pilot with the child in her arms.

The truck started again, and Wang Weidong looked at the receding trees outside the car window, and remembered something.

The young man paid 1 yuan for the car, and it seemed that he was going to Luanzhou.

Luanzhou is four hundred miles away from the capital.

Let's hope he gets another truck ride.

Wang Weidong prayed for him in his heart.

After the twists and turns just now, the atmosphere in the cab became solemn.

The gray uniform bowed his head.

The hand of the white-haired old man holding the pipe and pot trembled.

Only the middle-aged man whose legs were clamped by the wooden frame still had a painful face, his legs hurt.

The first to speak was the little daughter-in-law.

She was grateful: "Master, thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get home at night."

"Brothers and sisters from all over the world, help each other with one heart!" Wang Weidong shouted skillfully.

He is more and more adapted to the rhythm of this era.

"Yes, yes." The little daughter-in-law was stunned for a moment, and replied embarrassingly.

"By the way, it's so cold, why don't you let your man drive you, or you can find a donkey cart." Wang Weidong was driving, and doing chores with his young wife.

"Brother, my man is dead!" The little daughter-in-law lowered her head and began to wipe her tears.

The long-standing grievances weighed on her heart like a hill, heavy, making her overwhelmed.

She wanted someone to talk to.

But Wang Weidong concentrated on driving as if he didn't hear it.

These days, there are too many such things.

Seeing that Wang Weidong remained silent, the little daughter-in-law could only wipe away her tears and hold the child tightly.

Soon, there was the shadow of a village in the distance.

"Brother, stop in front, I live in that village." The little daughter-in-law said.

"Crack" the truck stood firm.

The little daughter-in-law got out of the car and did not forget to turn her head to thank: "Brother, you are a good person."

Wang Weidong caught a glimpse of 5 cents on the floor of the carriage, which should have been dropped by the young man when he ran away.

He picked up the 5 cents and threw it off the truck: "Next time you meet that green skin just now, give it back to him."

With a kick of the accelerator, the truck roared away with green smoke.

The little daughter-in-law picked up the 5 cents, held it in her hand, and stared blankly at the truck disappearing at the end of the road.

On the truck, Wang Weidong smiled wryly and shook his head.

That's all he can do.

The little daughter-in-law got out of the car, and the co-pilot was also free.

But the two behind would rather squat on the plank than go forward.

After a long time, Hui uniform asked timidly, "Brother Weidong, have you really killed someone?"

Draw a gun when you meet, this man is too tough.

Being called brother by a middle-aged man made Wang Weidong a little uncomfortable.

He pursed his lips and smiled shyly: "How is it possible? I was the one who frightened that Qingpi just now. I am a truck driver."

The gray uniform shook his head secretly. He had crawled around in the alley since he was a child, and he had never seen anyone.

This truck driver is not ordinary.

　The cute grandpa was a truck driver in the 80s, earning extra money, young people, and stories about pistols are all passed down by his old man.

　　However, considering that such a story will destroy the plot, maybe the family members don't like to watch it, and Mengxin will try to reduce the daily routine of running trucks in the future.

　　360-degree rotation to ask for tickets...

　　Little brother, little sister, miss your little ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)