The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 178 What a big battle

Say yes please eat.

All of Zhang Yazhi's salary this month was taken away by Liu Changyi.

I have no money on me, only some meal tickets left.

Fortunately, there is a cafeteria in the locomotive depot, and employees can buy meals with their meal tickets.

The cafeteria serves iron-colored dishes [fried carrots with white radish] in the evening.

A dime a piece, the price is cheap, and the quantity is sufficient.

Zhang Yazhi bought two [Stir-Fried Carrots with White Radish] and three steamed buns.

I went to the supply and marketing agency inside the locomotive depot and bought two bottles of cold beer on credit.

Although the dishes are simple.

But as the old saying goes, [Wine is a feast].

It also makes sense.

Seeing that Zhang Yazhi came back with a meal, Li Aiguo suspended his big business of dominating liver books.

Stand up and make room for a table.

The aluminum lunch box was placed on the table, and it was found in two enamel jars.

ton ton ton.

The bright yellow beer was poured into the lunch box, and under the sunlight, it looked extraordinarily crystal clear and dazzling.

Do not know why.

Li Aiguo always felt that the unlicensed beer produced by the locomotive depot had a richer taste than the brand-name beer that claimed German craftsmanship in his previous life.

Although the taste in the mouth is bitter, it flows gently over the tip of the tongue, and after tasting it carefully, it seems that a clear hop is blooming on the tip of the tongue.

Rather than a smell of swill.

"Patriotic, sister toast you."

Zhang Yazhi seemed to have some emotional problems, her small face was tense, and the corners of her eyes were a little rosy.

She picked up the lunch box, raised her neck and drank it in one gulp.

He drank too much and was choked and coughed continuously.

Thinking of the grievances she suffered in Liu's family these years, Zhang Yazhi's tears began to roll in her eyes.

"Sister Zhang, come and have some food."

Seeing this, Li Aiguo picked up a strip of radish and put it in Zhang Yazhi's lunch box.

Zhang Yazhi was holding the lunch box, and tears fell into the lunch box patteringly, feeling aggrieved and unable to express, she was in a panic.

After chewing a couple of mouthfuls, he suddenly cried out with an "ang" sound.

The grievances accumulated in one piece for more than ten years.

At this moment, in front of the most trusted man, he finally broke out.

Her shoulders shrugged, her bangs were sticky and wet on her scalp, and her tears soaked the tabletop.

Li Aiguo watched silently.

Pick up the lunch box and drink up the beer inside.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket.

pat.

Turn on the lighter.

hiss.
call.
The white smoke covered his cloudy and uncertain face.

The next day.

Considering that Liu Brigade was going to bring the construction team to the door, he had to go back to the courtyard early.

Li Aiguo got up early in the morning, put on cotton underpants, put on chemical sandals, and prepared to go downstairs to the locomotive depot cafeteria for dinner.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhang Yazhi standing outside with a lunch box.

"Driver Li, I've brought your meal back for you."

There was no trace of abnormality on her little face, as if what happened yesterday never happened.

Still the radiant Zhang Yazhi.

Li Aiguo looked at the stick noodle porridge and radish vegetables in the lunch box, took out two taels of food stamps from his pocket, and handed one or two taels of food stamps to Zhang Yazhi.

Zhang Yazhi didn't push or push, just took it and put it in his pocket as if nothing had happened.

"Patriotic, do you need help repairing your house?"

"It shouldn't be necessary. There are Liu Brigade and them. They are professional."

After rejecting Zhang Yazhi, Li Aiguo rode his bicycle back to the courtyard after breakfast.

at this time.

Team Liu brought a dozen construction team workers to the courtyard in a GAZ truck.

The mighty and domineering trucks and the construction equipment on them have attracted the attention of many people.

"Didn't you hear that we are going to build roads on our street?"

"What kind of road is being built? Li Aiguo is building the house. I heard Mrs. Liu mention it yesterday."

"Tsk tsk, what a big battle, as expected of someone from the maintenance department."

It is the first time that the residents have seen so many professional equipment.

They all gathered around to watch the fun.

Liu Guangfu and a few half-grown children, while the adults were not paying attention, climbed under the GAZ truck, leaned in front of the exhaust pipe, and wanted to take a good breath.

The truck had only just been turned off, and the exhaust was still scalding hot.

There is a layer of black dirt on the exhaust pipe, children can't see it.

Liu Guangfu only heard an 'ahh', and squatted down on the ground, covering his nose.

Wang Gangzhu's son, Wang Ganggang, leaned over.

Curiously asked: "Brother Guangfu, what's the matter?"

"No, nothing." Liu Guangfu rolled his eyes, pointed to the exhaust pipe and said, "Steel, the smell inside is so good."

"Really?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

Without doubting him, Wang Gang put his nose in front of the exhaust pipe.

After a moment.

Wang Gang covered his nose, wiped his tears, and found Liu Haizhong's house: "Second uncle, your son lied to me!"

Liu Haizhong hasn't taught Liu Guangfu a lesson for several days.

Just trying to practice.

He grabbed Liu Guangfu by the collar and entered the room.

"You child is really worrying. A few days ago, labor and management lost 20 yuan. Do you still want labor and management to pay Zhang's money?"

"Lie against the wall."

Pulling out the copper buckle belt is just a pumping.

When Wang Ganggang's mother saw Liu Guangfu being beaten, the anger in her heart dissipated long ago, and she even felt a little sorry for Liu Guangfu.

He hurriedly stepped forward to stop Liu Haizhong.

"Second uncle, the child is not sensible, so we don't need to use family law."

"My steel skin is rough and thick, but the tip of my nose is burned."

"Just put some toothpaste on it."

Liu Haizhong was pulled by the arm, feeling a little helpless, so he had no choice but to put down the belt.

The second aunt took out toothpaste from the house and wiped it on the tip of Wang Ganggang's nose.

"Steel, does it still hurt?"

Wang Gang felt a bit of coolness, and stopped crying immediately.

The second aunt took out a piece of Cuban candy from her pocket and stuffed it into Wang Gangzhu's mouth.

The resentment in Wang Gangzhu's heart disappeared without a trace.

He ran over in a hurry.

Looking at Liu Guangfu, who was covering his buttocks and wiping tears, he said, "Guangfu, shall we still play with trucks?"

"it is good"

Liu Guangfu wiped his tears and left the room.

The two were soon happy again.

In this year and month, there is a lot of production and construction going on.

Under the call of the state, the workers worked desperately in the factory.

work overtime?

There is no overtime, and workers regard the factory as their home.

Do you care so much about working for your own family?

Some adults are too busy with work to take care of their children, so they leave the children at other people's homes for several days.

Neighbors are never boring.

The children have long become good friends as they get along.

It is really rare that Xu Damao and Sha Zhu grew up together and eventually became enemies of life and death.

There was a lot of activity around the truck.

The Yan family who lived in the front yard could see it most clearly.

Yan Bugui pointed to the big truck and said to Yan Xiecheng: "Xiecheng, did you see that? You only need to work hard for a few years to become a train driver, and our family can also find workers from the locomotive depot to repair the house."

"But the coal deliveryman is too tired and dirty. My classmate's second uncle is a coal deliveryman, and his body is as dirty as a coal mouse." Yan Jiecheng shrank his neck.

"Now the imperialists are selfless, surrounded by enemies, and the country is in crisis. You tell me that you are tired or dirty?" Yan Bugui's eyes widened.

Yan Jiecheng: "."

(End of this chapter)