Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 77

Facing the cold wind and coming outside the shack, Sun Ergou said: "I asked you to bring a kitchen knife, have you brought it?"

"Yeah!" The thin monkey wiped his nose with the sleeve of his cotton-padded jacket, and nodded.

He looked at the thatch blowing in the wind on the roof of the shack with a dazed expression.

It's a bit of a shame to hang out with old guns and bring your own weapons.

Like Soy Sauce San'er, the big stubborn boss in the south of the city, who has seven or eight guns under his command, that's called air.

"Hey boy, be more energetic." Sun Ergou knew what Shouhou was thinking.

This kid has always wanted to fight for fame.

"Brother Sanpao said that every time a business is completed, I will give you a dollar.

After working for the first half year, you will be able to marry San Nizi from the village back home. "

The snot was wiped into his mouth, it was a little salty, and the thin monkey made two "peh peh".

Afterwards, she curled her lips in disdain: "I don't like Sannizi, she's as fat as a pig.

If I want to marry, I will also marry Widow Zhang at the end of the village.

She looks like the female spy in "Guest on the Iceberg".

The sucker looks good! "

Half a year ago, projectionists from the city came to the commune to show movies.

The whole commune was a sensation, and every family, adults and children, moved their stools to watch movies in the mill.

Can be lively.

However, after the movie ended, the two old hens raised by the old Wang's family in the village disappeared, and they scolded them all night, but no one admitted it.

Sun Ergou was so angry that he didn't fall asleep for two days.

He had been staring at the two chickens for a while, but before he could make a move, he was preempted.

Every time he thinks about it, the thin monkey will curse in his heart, the grandson thief who stole the chicken must be a dead banker.

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Sun Ergou looked at the thin monkey who couldn't support the wall in the mud, and frowned: "Widow Zhang has three sons."

"That's even better, I picked up three sons for nothing!"

The thin monkey straightened its chest.

"."

Sun Ergou: Why did I have such a brother-in-law.

If it weren't for the fear that Xiulan would not let him go to the kang at night, he would really not want to take care of Shouhou's affairs.

"Hey, let's talk about it later. When you go in later, act like a second-hander. Brother Sanpao likes second-handers."

"I'm a second-hander."

Sun Ergou: "."

The two of them were muttering, when a majestic voice came from the shack: "Second dog, did someone bring it?"

Er Gou hurriedly led the thin monkey to lift the rag curtain, bent down and entered the shack.

The shack was made of thatch and fences, and a bonfire was lit inside, and three middle-aged men warmed up around the fire.

The master in the middle is holding a cigarette pipe and pot, the fire is flickering, and the smoked oil is "squeaking".

The strong spicy smell made the thin monkey almost cough out.

But he still held back, licked his face and said with a smile: "Brother Sanpao, I'm a skinny monkey."

He snorted two streams of smoke into Sanpao's nostrils, his triangular eyes squinted: "Dude, did you bring it?"

"Bring it, bring it!"

The thin monkey hastily pulled out a kitchen knife from his waist, and waved it in the air twice.

"Hmph! I have practiced before, how is it?"

Chao Sanpao looked him up and down, wearing an old homespun singlet in winter, enough for two poles.

"Okay, for your brother-in-law's sake, I'll accept you. In the future, there will be a day when your kid will be popular and spicy."

The thin monkey was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, he bowed again and again, "Thank you Sanpao."

Chao Sanpao said: "You have just joined the gang, and the sentry work will be entrusted to you."

"Watching?" The thin monkey was surprised.

It's freezing cold, the cat is outside, why not freeze to death?
The reason why he was wearing unlined clothes was not because he was not afraid of the cold, but because he really had no money to buy a padded jacket.

Seeing that Chao Sanpao's face had turned cold, Sun Ergou hurriedly pulled Shouhou, and said to Chao Sanpao with a smile, "It's okay, my brother-in-law has sharp eyes, and I will definitely not miss your business."

After all, without waiting for the thin monkey to object, he pushed the thin monkey out of the shack.

"Do you still want to earn money to marry a wife?"

"I think, but, it's too cold today."

"One dollar per order, why is it cold?" Sun Ergou turned his head to look.

I saw a dilapidated straw mat on the old wooden pier of the shack.

He easily lifted it off and put it on Skinny Monkey's body: "That's okay for the head office, hurry up, put the tricks in the spotlight, and don't delay Brother Sanpao's business."

The thin monkey wrapped the straw mat around his body.

Hey, don't tell me, it's quite warm.

One foot deep, one foot shallow, ran to the side of the road.

Inside the shack, Chao Sanpao looked up at the empty roof and touched the dust that fell on his head.

My mother, two two poles!
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Seeing a toilet on the side of the road, Li Weidong stopped the car and asked Niu Meng to go to the toilet.

Then, I went to release the water myself.

To be honest, the environment in the latrine is really not as good as the grove.

Not to mention the smell, there is no toilet paper, and there are many leaves and stone eggs in the small forest.

He came out holding his nose, and heard a noise from the truck from a long distance away.

"Hey, female drivers, you don't see many of them."

"Ergou, don't worry, we are here to change gasoline."

"Comrade, we want to buy some gasoline, please make an offer."

Li Weidong saw four Qingpis surrounding the front of the truck.

After approaching, he froze?

That middle-aged man was carrying a cigarette bag and pot.

What the hell is that guy in the straw mat?

Cosplay special forces?

He saw the two iron buckets under their feet.

Li Weidong knew that he had encountered a fuel rat.

After joining the team, he also heard from Lao Bai that some drivers secretly sold gasoline.

If it is an unspoken rule to earn extra money by carrying goods, then secretly selling oil is something that the team will severely crack down on.

Gasoline is scarce these days, and buses have to burn firewood. Reselling gasoline will be shot.

Driver, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Li Weidong took a cigarette in his mouth, and walked over casually with small, unrestrained steps.

Clenching her fists tightly, Niu Meng, who was eager to try, stopped behind.

This is forced, and the master has to pretend.

Although Niu Meng's hands were itchy, he could only return to the cab in embarrassment.

For the master, she is a hundred rest assured.

"Brothers, what's the matter?"

"Hey, the master is back, let me just say, how can there be a little girl who drives a truck!"

Chao Sanpao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled out one, and put his hands together to light it for Li Weidong.

"Brother, the family is short of oil, and I want to find a brother to turn around."

While talking to Sanpao, he took out a roll of banknotes from his trouser pocket, shook it at Li Weidong, and said, "Brother is not short of money."

The thin monkey poked his head out from the straw mat: "Yes, my brother is not short of money."

Chao San Pao: "."

This guy is a bit too two-shot.

Li Weidong gave Niu Meng a wink and told her to go back to the car.

Then he looked at Chao Sanpao and said, "I'm sorry, after running for several days, the fuel tank is almost dry, and I disappointed my brothers."

Frowning at Chaosanpao, he sneered, "Who is fooling me! My old Sanpao has been in this business for not a day or two. Trucks from big factories like you have at least [-] liters of fuel left in the tank every time."

The thin monkey poked his head out from the straw mat: "Yes, my brother is not short of money."

Heh, are you ready to buy it?
Li Weidong stubbed out the cigarette butt and said, "What if I don't sell it?"

Chao Sanpao opened his cotton jacket, revealing the handle of the kitchen knife inside: "Brother, you don't have to turn the shaft, the oil in the fuel tank returns to the factory, and the factory will not reward you with a dime.

Here in the wilderness, my brothers have done you a good job, you still have to spend money to treat your injuries, don't you? "

The thin monkey poked his head out from the straw mat: "Yes, my brother is not short of money."

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(End of this chapter)