Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 49 Watching Movies

Seeing that Wang Gangzhu was captured, the commune members gathered around one after another with angry expressions on their faces.

Everyone couldn't help but feel worried about Wang Weidong.

Xu Damao couldn't help sighing: The old Wang next door is really fierce.

The bald Wang Gangzhu grinned in pain when he felt his hands being grabbed by a pair of iron tongs.

About to lose his temper.

Looking up, he seemed to have seen this kid in Teacher Ran's office, and he was also a friend of Teacher Ran.

In the office, he should be with himself when he refuses the Jia family to borrow money.

What is he doing?
The big bald head is also a smart person. After thinking about it for a while, when he saw the surrounding crowd, they all looked angry.

Immediately understood, he pretended to be honest and honest: "Brother, our members don't bully others."

"It's that little thief from Jia's family who stole my son's things, and his lord even beat me up."

As he said that, he turned to face the crowd, and said hoarsely, "Poor my son, he was only eight years old, his mother died early, I dragged him up with feces and piss, and I couldn't bear to beat him since I was a child."

"Now they beat me so badly, my nose is bruised and my face is swollen, I can't move in bed!"

As he spoke, the old man squeezed out two tears.

Unexpectedly, this guy is still a powerful actor.

Talent!
Jia Zhang in the house was frightened out of his wits.

Qin Huairu wanted to refute a few words, looking at the pig manure on the ground, he really didn't have the courage to step down.

The miserable look on the bald Wang Gangzhu's face made everyone feel sympathetic and talk a lot.

"Seeing how wronged this big man is crying, he must be unbearable."

"That kid, Sticky, has been fond of stealing since he was a child."

"Stealing from our compound is all neighbors, so I don't care about him."

"Now, actually stealing at school. The adults at home are still beating people!"

"It's just too much."

"I think Baishi Commune asked them to pay 100 yuan, which is a small amount. They should call the police and arrest that thief boy."

Xu Damao also laughed, and jumped up and shouted: "Little thief, you can live in the pig's nest."

Seeing everyone's attitude, Wang Weidong let go of his hand.

The big bald Wang Gangzhu let out a bad breath, and led the members of Nanshi Commune, pulling a donkey cart and leaving.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say a few cruel words: "I am a pig raiser, and I have enough pig manure!"

Seeing Jia's family submerged in pig manure, everyone knew what was going on, and they all retreated three feet away, holding their noses and spreading away.

Xu Damao ran the fastest, afraid of being stopped by Qin Huairu.

Wang Weidong also wandered back to the house.

As soon as you close the door, you realize something bad is going on.

This taste is too strong!
The whole courtyard was immersed in the fragrance, and Wang Weidong's house was not spared.

This thing is a biochemical weapon, regardless of enemy or friend.

Wang Weidong held his nose for a long time, and finally couldn't help it.

Forget it, let's go to the cinema to watch a movie.

Get on your bicycle and go straight to Xizhimen Xinjiekou Cinema.

The movie theater is a small two-story building. The predecessor should be the People's Hall, and there are various slogans faintly visible on the outer wall.

One game in the morning, one game in the afternoon, and two games in the evening. Wang Weidong happened to be in time for the afternoon game.

The signboard in front of the door said: "Visitor on the Iceberg", starring Liang Yin.

Oh, I haven't seen this one.

Entering the theater, there is only one ticket gate, and there is a long queue in front of it.

Most of the people who watched the movie were cadres in neat clothes, and there were also young men and women who were talking to.

The distance between young men and young women is at least half a meter, stranger than strangers.

Wang Weidong paid fifteen cents to buy a ticket for the center.

There are three types of tickets, [-] cents for the center, [-] cents for the middle and side rows, and [-] cents for standing.

Holding the ticket, Wang Weidong was about to follow the crowd into the cinema, but was pulled by the corner of his clothes.

Looking down, there was a boy sniffing his nose and a little girl wearing a flower headband. They both looked about seven or eight years old.

The boy raised his small face, his big watery eyes showed anticipation, and he didn't say a word.

The little girl is wearing a ponytail, her head is bowed, and her eyes are fixed on her toes.

Well, I met a mixed ticket.

Wang Weidong scratched his head helplessly.

Children do not need tickets to watch movies, but they need to be with their own adults.

Therefore, many mischievous people who want to watch movies but have no money will wait outside the box office.

"What's your name?" Wang Weidong bent down.

The little boy pulled the little girl behind him and puffed out his chest: "I'm Ji Xiangchun, and this is my sister, Ji Huifang."

Oh, it's still my family.

Wang Weidong smiled and said, "Follow me, just say I'm your uncle."

"Yeah! Thank you uncle." The little boy nodded excitedly, and the little girl's face turned rosy with joy.

Wang Weidong led the child to the ticket office.

The staff inspected the movie tickets, asked a few more questions, and let them pass.

The two children want to have fun as soon as they enter the movie theater.

Wang Weidong grabbed the little boy and told him: "There are many people in the movie theater, watch out for your sister, and go home after watching the movie."

"I know, I will protect my sister, thank you uncle!" The little boy held the little girl's little hand like a little man.

"go to play!"

Seeing two children squeezed into the crowd, Wang Weidong took the ticket and found a seat.

Well, the fifth row right in the middle.

As soon as he sat down, there was a red cuff holding a tin microphone and shouting.

In the movie theater, adults and children all stood up, raised their hands, and shouted.

Wang Weidong was no exception, and he shouted very loudly.

After shouting, the red cuff waved his hand: "Now the movie officially begins!"

The movie projector installed in the projection room on the second floor shoots out a beam of light, and the white screen is dimly lit.

"Guest on the Iceberg" is a black-and-white movie, with dark spots flickering on the curtain, giving people a feeling of being in a strange space.

However, the plot of the film is indeed attractive, and the acting skills of the actors are online, hundreds of times better than those little fresh meats.

Unknowingly, Wang Weidong was immersed in the movie.

Begins to worry about Amir, a warrior who is being harassed by the fake Gulandam.

This female spy is too hateful, why is she so good-looking!
Halfway through the movie, the black and white picture suddenly stopped.

Red Sleeve went to the screen again, holding a tin microphone to speak.

Wang Weidong and the audience automatically stood up and followed.

After shouting, the movie continued.

The ending of the movie is very happy: Platoon Commander Yang does his best and sets up a net to wipe out the enemy agents. Amir and the real Gulandam are also able to meet again and live a happy life ever since.

The white screen dimmed, and the audience remained motionless.

They are waiting.

Soon, Red Sleeve came onto the stage again, shouting with a tin microphone.

After shouting, the movie officially ended.

The crowd crowded out of the cinema.

At this time, the stars outside were twinkling in the sky.

Wang Weidong rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.

Smoke was rising from the chimneys of every household, and everyone was busy cooking.
Of course, except for the Jia family.

Qin Huairu took three children to clean up pig manure.

Jia Zhang stood at the door and cursed the bald man.

I didn't see Jia Xudong, so he should still be lying in the dung pile.

Everyone was busy cooking and didn't bother to carry him out.

The fragrance in the air has faded a lot, and I can breathe freely.

It seems that there is no need to spend the night in the fleet dispatching room tonight.

Just as Wang Weidong was about to open the door, Da Ma banged the gong and called people from house to house: "After dinner, everyone, go to the middle courtyard for a meeting!"

(End of this chapter)