Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 68

Sign in early in the morning and enjoy the whole day.

[Ding, sign in successfully, get 5 yuan in money, half a catty of rice, and a pack of milk toast]

Wang Weidong shook his head helplessly, the system was getting weaker and weaker, life was too harsh.

But milk toast is also good.

In this day and age, it is considered New Year's Eve for ordinary people to eat steamed buns with fine noodles.

Milk toast can only be eaten by foreign experts.

Take out the milk toast from the ring warehouse, peel off a piece, and put it in your mouth to nibble.

Fresh milk and refined powder dance a symphony in the mouth.

tasty!

The point is, this thing is easy to clean up.

Just throw the packaging in the ring warehouse.

After eating, Wang Weidong opened the door and went to work in the factory as usual.

Collapsing on the bicycle, Xu Damao next door just opened the door and came out.

His nose was blue and his face was swollen, he should have been beaten by Sha Zhu yesterday.

In the past few days, Silly Zhu is like taking gunpowder.

Hit Xu Damao when he sees him.

Silly Zhu is protected by a grandpa, and Xu Damao is like a young daughter-in-law who has been abused by the family.

Crying that the sky should not work, shouting that the earth is not working.

You can only go out early and return late, and try to avoid silly pillars.

Seeing Wang Weidong, Xu Damao remembered an important thing.

He stepped forward quickly, stopped in front of him and said with a smile: "Old Wang next door, I'm getting married next month. When the time comes, I'd like to borrow your truck to pull some dowry from the bride's family."

Satisfied: "You know, my future father-in-law, but the director of our factory, and the dowry that accompanied him are all good things."

Wang Weidong nodded: "Don't worry, the team is busy at the end of the year, so please let me know in advance."

"Thank you, Old Wang next door. On the wedding day, I will definitely offer you a toast."

After finishing speaking, Xu Damao hummed a ditty and walked away quickly with his hands behind his back.

He was afraid of meeting silly Zhu.

Oh, I'm afraid your marriage will not work out!
Wang Weidong sneered behind his back, got on his bicycle and drove out of the compound.

As soon as I walked to the outer courtyard, I saw a lot of people surrounded there.

Is there something to watch?

Wang Weidong squeezed into the crowd.

On the field in the middle of the crowd, the third master Yan Bugui was wiping a Flying Pigeon bicycle carefully with a white towel.

Beside them, the three mothers, Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiecheng, and Yan Jiedi raised their heads with pride.

There was a lot of discussion:

"Teacher Yan also bought a bicycle, amazing!"

"I really can't see that Yan Laojia, who eats a peanut for two meals, is willing to spend money on a bicycle."

"Cultural people are different."

"Now, we have two bicycles in our compound."

……

Silly Zhu, wearing a brown-green padded jacket with a scarf around his neck, squeezed in, clutching his chest.

His eyes lit up when he saw the bike.

Walking up, I wanted to touch the car bell: "Third Master, did you buy a car?"

Brother Wei Dong won't let you touch his bell, I want to enjoy it!

With a cold face, Yan Bugui stopped Silly Zhu: "Don't touch it, it's broken!"

"Hmph, old man!" Silly Zhu disdainfully.

Yan Bugui didn't want to hear it, so he put on a straight face: "This is a new car. I bought it for 180 yuan plus a bicycle ticket."

"180 yuan!" Silly Zhu stared at the bicycle, unable to move away.

If you sell this car and give the money to Miss Qin, maybe spring will come.

Wang Weidong took a few glances and realized that Yan Bugui's bicycle must have been saved at Uncle Liu's bicycle shop.

But it had nothing to do with me, and I didn't bother to dismantle it, so I rode to work.

When we arrived at the convoy, one car was missing because of the thin monkey's work-related injury.

Niu Zhijun, who was supposed to be in the control room, also drove a truck to pull goods.

"Weidong, today is a heavy task. You help the third workshop to transport a batch of steel pipes from the warehouse, and the second workshop needs a batch of buckles."

There are five or six tasks in total.

Although they are all short-distance, it takes a lot of time to load and unload the truck.

Wang Weidong stopped dawdling, pouted his buttocks and shook the truck, and started his busy day.

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the other side.

Xu Damao is a film projectionist and works in the Propaganda Department of the Logistics Department.

Due to the frequent screening of films in the countryside, there is no dedicated office.

When I don't go to the countryside, I just hang out in the office of the Publicity University of Science and Technology.

Talking and laughing with a bunch of little girls and old ladies.

Of course, those girls in the capital are not as innocent as the little girls in the countryside, and they know his details well.

Xu Damao can only take advantage of verbal advantage.

The wind was biting on the road.

Xu Damao shrank his neck and looked up at the dark sky.

Shaking his head helplessly, it seems that going to the Bama Commune is impossible.

"Hey, the little girl surnamed Fang last time was as tender as a shallot. If you work harder, you will succeed."

"Looks like she's going to get married in a few days."

"It's freezing cold now."

"However, the Lou family accepted the bride price. As long as you set a date, you can marry Lou Xiao'e, and you don't have to look around for food in the future."

Braving the cold wind to come to the factory, Xu Damao cheered up and pushed open the door of the big office.

Several publicity officers are looking for materials and preparing to publish a blackboard newspaper.

Seeing Xu Damao coming in, they put down their work.

Someone moved a chair, someone poured tea.

This is Director Lou's future son-in-law.

"Da Mao is here, sit down."

"Da Mao, drink tea."

"When will you marry Miss Lou's family, you must inform us when the time comes."

Xu Damao sat on the chair proudly, sipped tea, looked at the envious eyes around him, and said with a smile:

"It is estimated that it will be next month."

"You know, my father-in-law has a big family and a big business, and he is also the director of our factory. There are more dignified guests."

"Local leaders, factory director Yang, and deputy factory director Li should all participate."

"However, don't worry, we are colleagues, and I will definitely arrange a place for you."

The publicity officers smiled and complimented:

"Da Mao, you have developed this time."

"That is, with Director Lou's care, Da Mao will probably become a leader soon."

"At that time, you have to take care of us."

After a few compliments, the troubled aunt curled her lips and snickered:

"Da Mao, what happened to your face? Your nose is blue and your face is swollen. You were beaten?"

The publicity officers have actually seen it a long time ago, but they can't say it clearly. Now that someone has started it, they no longer have any scruples.

"Da Mao, you are now the son-in-law of Director Lou, and you have been beaten like this."

"It's too useless. If it were me, I must make him look good."

"That's right, if the Lou family finds out about this kind of thing, they might look down on you."

"You won't steal someone's wife, will you?"

Those who watched the excitement didn't think it was a big deal, and a few words made Xu Damao angry.

From childhood to adulthood, the grandson of Silly Zhu beat me every three days.

The first dozen, fifteen dozen.

In a good mood, hit.

In a bad mood, fight.

Even if I'm in a bad mood, just take a look at him and beat me up.

What's even worse is that he always kicks in the crotch.

My chickens are not growing up
Xu Damao gritted his teeth as he recalled the history of suffering in the past.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but for a villain to take revenge all day long!
Xu Damao stood up angrily and rushed out of the propaganda department.

The propaganda officers looked at each other and spat in contempt.

"Bah, the villain is successful!"

Since Xu Damao became the future son-in-law of the Lou family, he has changed his humble style in the past, and talked about it in the propaganda department.

The entire Propaganda Department can hardly contain him.

When Xu Damao left the publicity department, the cold wind blew in along his collar, making him shiver.

Gradually wake up from the anger.

Even with my small stature, I am no match for that stupid big guy.

It seems to be outsmarted.

(End of this chapter)