Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 56

Rolling mill, lunch time.

Wei Pingan joined Zhang Baoqiang and Chen Yixiu alone.

Ding Lijun tactfully finished his meal and went back to the workshop.

It's all arranged in advance.

Wei Ping'an wanted to communicate with this thoughtful young couple in advance.

Otherwise, if things come to a critical point and make other moths, I will lose my face as a master.

Although there is a high probability that it will not happen, Wei Ping'an is still used to planning for a rainy day.

It's like the experience of being indifferent on the battlefield.

Reduce the chance of stepping on the pit.

"Where are you two thinking? Baoqiang told me last night that the sewing machine is easy to handle with money, but the tickets are not in hand."

After eating, Wei Pingan talked with the two "juniors" who were watching him and waiting for him to speak in a patriarchal manner.

In fact, he is just a novice who has not been married for a month.

But as a human being in two lives, I don't panic.

There is also a little chuckle.

It seems that I have found the feeling of training my own son more than ten years later.

"Yesterday, I asked Director Xu of the workshop. I had a task to collect pork in the countryside. I also asked Director Liu in the cafeteria in the morning. A big pig weighing more than 200 kilograms can be exchanged for a sewing ticket. What about this matter? , I will think about it later, and I can solve it for you. Marriage is a big matter, and it can’t be difficult for both families just because of a sewing machine.”

"You don't understand that it's not the two of you who get married, but two families. In the future, if the parents on both sides disagree with you from the beginning, won't you always be stumbling in the future?"

"Other natal families ask for a bride price to show how much they value their daughter, and hope that the in-laws opposite will take a fancy to their daughter. The same is true with the dowry..."

It was the first time for Chen Yixiu to hear Zhang Baoqiang, a master who was younger than him, explain the truth.

Needless to say, Chen Yixiu was a little surprised.

What he said made sense and made sense.

They are all young people in the same age group, and they all have junior high school diplomas. How can Master Wei Pingan be so good?

Could it be that the higher the level of the master fitter, the other abilities will also become stronger?
It doesn't make sense.

It's a bit mysterious.

Chen Yixiu was instantly attracted to fans, and could only nod her head vigorously.

Even Wei Pingan said to go first and let them discuss it again, but he forgot to say goodbye and just nodded.

You are amazing, you can do whatever you say, just nod and it’s over.

Zhang Baoqiang grinned foolishly.

From now on, this is my own mother-in-law, and she also quite recognizes the master.

Yan You Yourong.

There was still some time at noon, and Wei Ping'an strolled to the No. 6 warehouse.

Anyang is washing the boxed lunch at the water pipe.

There is also a set of boxed lunches covered, probably there are leftover dishes, and I plan to take them home at night.

An Zhiyong is still the same, but his spirit has completely changed.

It's like suddenly being 20 years older.

A rattan chair was at the door of the small reception room, and the mottled gray hair in the sun also revealed a sense of decadence. The former deputy section chief An, who was high-spirited, now looks like a little old man.

Wei Pingan was in a daze.

A little sour.

After all, they were good friends at the time.

He also specially took advantage of the Chinese New Year to support himself.

I can definitely help him do more things.

I saw a crutch leaning on the wall of the reception room next to the wicker chair, the kind for the disabled.

When he got closer, he realized that An Zhiyong's left trouser leg was knotted.

"Hey, Master Wei is here..."

"I was busy a while ago, so I couldn't come to see you. How is your injury?"

An Zhiyong's left hand was still wrapped in gauze, and there was a scar on his face. It didn't look hideous now, but he felt a little bit late in life on the contrary.

"It's almost good, and it doesn't affect life."

An Zhiyong struggled to sit up straight, but did not get up.

He knew Wei Ping'an well, and the two of them wouldn't talk about it because of it.

We chatted for twenty minutes.

Wei Pingan left half a pack of cigarettes for An Zhiyong, not a good cigarette, a national defense brand.

The meaning is very good.

As one of the armed forces, national defense cigarettes are still in short supply at the moment, and Wei Pingan was lucky enough to "buy" a box of them by chance.

Without a filter, Wei Ping'an couldn't enjoy it much, so he borrowed flowers and presented Buddha to An Zhiyong.

Anyang left with Wei Pingan and was going back to work in the workshop.

An Zhiyong looked at the two figures going away, and couldn't help pressing his left hand on his thigh.

His fingers were tensed, but he couldn't feel the pain in his left leg at all.

The two had talked about his comrade-in-arms just now, Comrade Cui Gang in the clinic next door.

An Zhiyong said that he was transferred to another hospital and has not been in contact with him since.

Wei Pingan seemed to be asking casually at that time, but in fact, thoughts were flying in his mind.

Perhaps, if An Zhiyong hadn't injured his leg, he might have been accepted for reform.

If... there is such a thing.

Then, it's much more interesting.

When he had this idea, Wei Ping'an would never have thought that in an accident not long after, he really met that beautiful woman who had made him miss him so much.

A goddess of beauty with long wavy hair and a proud figure...

Hmm... The man with the golden gun seems to be from the Shenyang Military Region.

in the afternoon.

Wei Ping'an's apprentices are all stronger than the current level, so the work in his hands can be easily done.

Then it was Wei Ping'an's teaching time.

All four enjoyed it.

until get off work.

"I'll pick up my wife from get off work first, and after dinner I'll go to Chen Yixiu's house to make a kiss for you..."

Zhang Baoqiang's family was going to bring some things to Wei Ping'an yesterday, and they were all ready, and it was a door-to-door gift to say goodbye.

But how can Wei Pingan want it? He doesn't lack these things.

The right is to be a master and do what you can for your apprentices.

The courtyard where Chen Yixiu's family lives is not too far from the courtyard house where Wei Ping'an lives. There are five or six alleys between them, and it only takes about a quarter of an hour to walk.

The specifications are similar.

Three-entry courtyard, living in the west wing of the middle courtyard.

There are nine members of three generations in a family, squeezed into three houses, and Chen Yixiu is the eldest.

At this time, everyone knew that the master of the eldest daughter's partner was going to come to the door to propose marriage, and he had already prepared it.

The size is not small, and there is high foam of tea leaves.

High foam is tea foam, and the specifications of high foam are not bad.

Many people have no tea foam.

Wei Ping'an's age really surprised Chen Yixiu's parents at first, but as the conversation progressed, they discovered that despite his young age, he was really capable.

Conversation is very level.

It is worthy of the role of being a master in a huge rolling mill.

Wei Ping'an didn't emphasize the matter of the sewing machine anymore, and the two young people fell in love freely again, and they were happy with each other.

There is no threshold.

In Wei Ping'an's view, both parents and elders are reasonable, not harsh, not pretentious.

This is not easy.

Zhang Baoqiang and Chen Yixiu, no matter what happens in the future, these two must be a happy couple.

Wait for Wei Pingan to leave.

While tidying up, Chen Yixiu's mother asked her daughter: "The matter of the sewing machine is over like this? Didn't my family mention it again?"

"Where is it? It was Baoqiang's master who solved it."

"Such a big matter, if you count the votes, it will cost more than 200 yuan. Master Wei will solve it?"

"That's right. But Baoqiang said that the ticket is given by the master. After we have saved enough money, we will return it to the master."

"Tsk tsk... This master is really good, and he's not very old..."

"Mom, what are you thinking? Master Wei is married, and his partner works at the Jiaodaokou Police Station."

"Damn girl, what can I think? I don't think your partner has a capable master who can help your young couple with anything at home in the future..."

Chen Yixiu's father didn't speak.

The situation of the two families is also somewhat similar.

This is even more rare.

A woman-headed family is one in a million.

The entire Forty-Nine City does not know if there are any double-digit rake ears.

Two of them, just got together in such a daze.

Although Father Chen didn't speak, his hands were not idle.

Pour the tea foam that has been steeped several times into the canning bottle.

That's the cup he drinks from.

Continue to add water and continue to drink, there is still a taste, so don't waste it.

(End of this chapter)