Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 315 An Accident in the Repair Workshop
Inside the studio.

Chen Xueru looked at the small bed in the inner room, and then at Li Weidong. The three souls and six souls were shocked to the outside of Xizhimen.

go to bed
This Director Li looks thick-browed and upright, like an upright person.

How can you be the same as those people with greasy hair and face full of fat?

Although Chen Xueru has been married twice, her skin is fine and fair, her appearance is good, and her figure is not out of shape. She is fat where she should be fat and thin where she should be thin.

She is a little more feminine than those little girls, and some people with malicious intentions like this, and hang around behind her buttocks all day long, and even many of them are in high positions, saying that as long as Chen Xueru treats them well, get their care.

At that time, Chen Xueru was swept away by two husbands in a row and had to raise her son. It was the most difficult time in her life, otherwise she would not have borrowed money from her old enemy Xu Huizhen.

but.

She resolutely picked up the broom and blasted those people out.

She is an ambitious woman who cannot stand a man she doesn't like, nor can she accept the practice of trading her body for her future.

Could it be that Li Weidong handed over such a large order to himself just to coerce himself into being nice to him?

You underestimate me, Chen Xueru too!

Even if I, Chen Xueru, die of poverty and starvation, I can't bear other people's coercion!
Various expressions on Chen Xueru's face changed, and finally she bit her lip, staring at Li Weidong sharply.

"you"

She was about to speak, but was interrupted by Li Weidong.

"We are not allowed to work overtime in the future. If I find out next time, I can only take back the order."

"Get some rest. I'll bring you food at noon, and then I'll work again in the afternoon."

After Li Weidong finished speaking, he strode out of the studio and walked towards the motorcade.

Just kidding, Chen Xueru really didn't want her life, she dared to work continuously for twelve hours.

In case of a sudden death in the studio, he, Li Weidong, would have to bear the blame, and he might be labeled as a black-hearted capitalist.

In this era, to oppress employees like this, one must be prepared to be hung on a telephone pole.

Li Weidong still doesn't have this awareness.

It wasn't until Li Weidong's footsteps disappeared into the distance that Chen Xueru in the room came to her senses, her little face turned red into a monkey's butt, and she covered her face in shame.

It turns out that he is related to you
Chen Xueru, Chen Xueru, how can you misunderstand someone?

An indescribable emotion welled up in Chen Xueru's heart.

Ever since she was a child, others have always regarded her as a strong woman, and no one has ever cared whether she is hungry or sleepy?

Not only did Li Weidong bring her breakfast, but he was also afraid that she would not be able to rest well, so he deliberately allowed her to sleep in his own bed.

Chen Xueru lay on the bed and smelled the pleasant smell emanating from the quilt, her heart was at peace like never before, and she slowly fell asleep.

Mornings at the rolling mill are busy.

The air is filled with the roar of steam machines and the clang of forging presses.

From time to time, there are hurried employees passing by on the road. It seems that if you delay for a minute, you may fall behind in the production appraisal at the end of the year.

Li Weidong looked extraordinarily leisurely, with his hands behind his back, he took a figure-of-eight step, and wandered to the rolling mill truck team.

Most of the parked trucks had already left. Li Weidong searched around and saw that Shan Xiaolin's truck was not there, so he prepared to return to the workshop.

Just two steps away, I heard a loud noise from the repair workshop.

problem occurs!
Li Weidong didn't have time to think about it, and rushed into the workshop. As soon as he reached the door, he heard a rush of shouts from inside.

"Come on, help, Xiao Zhou is crushed under the truck."

Li Weidong rushed into the workshop and saw a truck tilted and smashed to the ground. A human leg protruded from the bottom of the truck.

"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou, are you okay?"

Han Zhizhi was carrying the truck there, she gritted her teeth, the veins in her neck twitched, exhausted all her strength, the truck that weighed two tons moved slightly, Han Zhizhi worked even harder seeing this.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!."

A hoarse cry came from her throat, and her hands were cut by the edge of the truck, dripping blood oozing out, this time she
It's a pity that the strength of one person cannot lift the truck, even if she tries her best.

Han Zhizhi couldn't hold on any longer, and the truck began to fall back slowly. It was foreseeable that Xiao Zhou's leg would suffer a second injury once it fell again.

"Han Zhizhi, if you can't lift it up, Xiao Zhou's legs will definitely be ruined if you do that!"

Li Weidong rushed over, picked up a jack, shook it violently, and supported the side of the truck.

"Ah, there is a jack." Han Zhizhi looked at his bloody hand and the jack, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

At this time, the team leader Niu Yong rushed in with someone. He didn't care about greeting Li Weidong, so he lay on the ground, crawled forward, and got into the truck.

Seeing Xiao Zhou lying there motionless, Niu Yong was shocked, "Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou!" He called twice, but seeing that Xiao Zhou didn't respond, Niu Yong put his fingers under Xiao Zhou's nose.

He felt the heat from Xiao Zhou's exhalation, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and shouted outside: "Xiao Zhou has fainted. Come in someone else, and carry Xiao Zhou out with me."

"Let me do it!"

The drivers behind were about to do something, Li Weidong took off his woolen tunic, and quickly got under the car.

Seeing Li Weidong stunned for a moment, Niu Yong nodded and said, "Let's be careful and move him out slowly."

"Ah."

Li Weidong was very strong, and it took 5 minutes to cooperate with Niu Yong to lift Xiao Zhou out of the truck.

Niu Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead with his greasy hand, leaving a black grease stain on it.

"The situation is serious. The condition of the clinic is not good. We must send him to the hospital immediately."

Old Uncle Bai stepped forward and nodded heavily: "Captain, I'll take it off! My truck just came back, and it can be started without cranking the truck."

"Okay. Come on, let's carry it together."

"and many more."

Just when the drivers bent down to lift Xiao Zhou up, Li Weidong frowned, pointed to Xiao Zhou's leg and said, "I can see the bone from here, which means that Xiao Zhou's calf may be fractured." Now, any movement now may cause secondary damage to his calf."

"Then what should we do?" Niu Yong's eyes widened: "Do we have a stretcher?"

"There is no stretcher, we can do it!" Li Weidong pointed to the two wooden doors of the repair workshop and said, "Isn't that just a stretcher?"

"Yes, yes, I'm really confused!" Niu Yong patted his forehead, pointed to several drivers and said, "Quickly, remove the door."

The red paint on the wooden door was mottled, showing a brown background. It seemed to be a few years old, but the quality was very good. The two of them hugged and shook it for a while, but they couldn't shake the wooden door from the hinge.

"Get out of your way!"

Niu Yong was in a hurry, rushed over and kicked the door with a kick, only to hear a "click", the hinge of the door broke, and the wooden door fell to the ground.

Those drivers all stared wide-eyed, and Li Weidong couldn't help swallowing and spitting. This guy was a fierce general in ancient times.

Niu Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead, panted, pointed to the wooden door and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, quickly lift Xiao Zhou up and send him to the hospital."

With the cooperation of the drivers, Xiao Zhou was placed on the door panel and carried onto the truck. Uncle Bai climbed into the cab, kicked the accelerator, and the truck sped off a puff of black smoke from the rear of the truck.

Watching the truck disappear around the corner, Niu Yong turned pale and squatted on the ground.

"Captain, what's the matter with you?" Li Weidong stepped forward, feeling that something was wrong with him, and reached out to touch his forehead, feeling a burst of heat.

"Captain, you have a fever, Han Zhizhi, take the captain to the infirmary immediately."

Niu Yong stretched out his arm to push away Li Weidong's hand, stood up with support, and said with wide eyes, "Go to the infirmary. In this situation, I still have the heart to see a doctor."

He turned his head and looked at Han Zhizhi: "Xiao Han, I have Analgin in the drawer, bring it to me." first choice】

"Ow."

Han Zhizhi quickly brought a piece of Analgin and a cup of enamel hot water.

Niu Yong swallowed the pill the size of his fingertips into his mouth, gulped down an enamel jar of hot water, and his complexion looked a little better.

He walked into the workshop with a gloomy expression, looked at the collapsed truck and the blood stains all over the floor, and muttered to himself: "If something happens to Xiao Zhou, how can I explain it to the master?"

master?Xiao Zhou's father is the captain's master?
Li Weidong winked at Han Zhizhi.

"Ah?" Han Zhizhi looked blank.

Wink again.

"Brother Weidong, do you have bugs in your eyes?" Han Zhizhi stared.

Li Weidong: "."

Niu Yong turned his head to look at Li Weidong, and said with a wry smile: "Xiao Zhou's father was the former captain of our convoy. He died honorably in a transportation mission. I have been following him since I joined the convoy. I will take good care of Xiao Zhou. Xiao Zhou is timid, dull, and not good at driving. I was afraid that something would happen to him, so I specially transferred him to the repair workshop, but I didn't expect it to happen."

Niu Yong's words silenced the drivers in the repair workshop.

Seeing the serious atmosphere, Han Zhizhi laughed, walked up to Niu Yong and said.

"Captain, this has nothing to do with you. Xiao Zhou is just an unlucky guy. He was lying under the car to repair the car last month. When I called him, he raised his head in a daze and smashed it."

Sure enough, it was unlucky enough. But something seemed wrong.

Li Weidong walked to the collapsed truck and saw a jack fell down next to it.

According to the length of the jack pulled out and the traces of friction on the side of the truck, Xiao Zhou probably touched the jack accidentally when he was repairing the truck at the bottom of the truck. There was a slide, that's why the truck collapsed.

In this accident, Xiao Zhou should take most of the responsibility,

As a master truck repairer, I often need to use jacks, how can I make such a low-level mistake?
only.

According to Murphy's Law, as long as everything can go wrong, it will go wrong.

The original infinitely small probability will inevitably happen in an infinite number of activities.

Take this accident as an example, the jack was in the wrong position, and for Xiao Zhou, a master craftsman, the probability was infinitesimally small.

But as long as he uses the jack enough times, there will always be mistakes.

unless.

Without the jack, the probability of making a mistake is zero.

However, if the jack is not suitable for repairing this kind of car with broken wheels, how to jack up the truck to obtain repair space?

Confused!

Li Weidong slapped his forehead suddenly, smiled wryly and shook his head.

In the 4S store in the previous life, there was a device called a lift that lifted the car, which could lift the truck without using a jack.

It's just that in this era, it is a troublesome thing to manufacture a lift.

Li Weidong thought of what his predecessor's father did when he was repairing cars on the northern battlefield.

The environment on the battlefield is harsh, with enemy planes roaring overhead, and trucks fully loaded with equipment lying on the ground.

Under the threat of being spotted by enemy planes, they dug a ditch in the frozen hard ground.

Then the truck drove to the ditch and hid in the ditch to repair the car.

Dig ditches. This method is much simpler, and the effect is the same.

Seeing Li Weidong wandering around the truck and touching his chin from time to time, Niu Yong was a little curious and stepped forward to ask.

"Weidong, what did you find?"

Li Weidong recounted his thoughts just now.

"Okay, this method is good!" Niu Yong pondered for a moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and he patted his thigh excitedly.

Han Zhizhi also came over and asked in surprise, "So, we won't have to lie under the car to repair the car anymore?"

She is thick and strong, and every time she climbs under the car, she has to use a lot of energy.Moreover, there are engine oil stains everywhere on the ground, which will inevitably get on the body.

As a girl, how can you not love to be clean?
Li Weidong nodded: "The height of the trench is at least 1.5 meters. Car repair workers can enter by bending down."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped hard on the shoulder by Han Zhizhi's big palm like a cattail fan.

"It's a pity that you are transferred from the truck fleet, you little bastard."

"Silly Zhu's family, be a little more aggressive." Li Weidong grinned and pulled her hand down.

Niu Yong couldn't wait at this time, and immediately arranged for several repairmen to pick up shovels and start digging trenches.

In this era, most of the floors in the houses were yellow soil, and only residents were willing to use blue bricks to pave the floor. Of course, the floors of the repair workshops were also yellow soil.

The excavation work was carried out very quickly, and it took less than half an hour for everyone to dig a trench.

The trench is designed according to the size of the truck, about 10 meters long and 2 meters wide.

After the trench was dug, Niu Yong couldn't wait to get the truck over to have a try.

Li Weidong waved his hand: "Wait a minute, if the soil here is not compacted and reinforced, it will easily collapse."

"." Niu Yong picked up the soil and checked it. Seeing that it was exactly as Li Weidong said, he scratched his head and said, "Cut bricks inside?"

"Bricks are not enough. Cement is also needed." Li Weidong said: "Ground trenches are related to the safety of repairmen, so don't be sloppy."

In this era, the output of cement was very small, and it was a controlled substance. Residents in the capital rebuilt their houses, and most of them used lime.

(End of this chapter)