The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 184
Under the dim light.

"Third Master, there are still unwashed clothes in the dormitory, I have to go back"

Put down the wine glass.

Li Aiguo was about to stand up, but was pushed down on the chair by Yan Bugui.

"What kind of clothes do you wash, a young man? If you have dirty clothes in the future, bring them back and ask the third mother to wash them for you. I promise to wash them clean for you."

"Really?"

"Hey, I can still lie to you. Let Yan Jiefang go to the locomotive depot with you to pick up the dirty clothes later, and find out the way by the way, so that he won't get lost at work in the future."

Look, what is a chicken thief, this is it.

Obviously, it means helping Li Aiguo to wash clothes.

Secretly revealed the matter of helping Yan Jiecheng find a job.

but.

You just don't understand.

Then let's play dumb.

In addition to not drinking Baijia wine, Li Aiguo will not refuse the third master's food and the third mother's tea.

Don't tell me, the craftsmanship of the three mothers is really good.

Especially the peanuts, which are crunchy when chewed.

Seeing that Yan Pugui was really calm, Li Aiguo, who was full of food and drink, never mentioned Yan Jiecheng's work, so he naturally pretended not to know.

Standing up again, he said that he was afraid of walking at night and wanted to go back to the locomotive depot.

Hearing this, Yan Bugui shook his chopsticks, and a large piece of fat fell onto the table.

Zhu'er who dares to drive a big train around the world will be afraid of walking at night?

It's really like everyone else is a fool!

This is obviously full of food and drink, touching his mouth and wanting to slip away.

The third master hastily held down Li Aiguo, with an awkward expression on his face: "Aiguo, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Seeing Li Aiguo's look, I knew you had bad intentions.

Yan Bugui felt even more embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do. Today's big table dish cost money.

"Third Lord, they are all neighbors in the same compound, you speak."

"That... the job of the coal workers in the locomotive depot, did you help Cheng ask?"

Li Aiguo knew that Yan Bugui was because of this, he laughed and said: "Third Master, you are not co-authoring today to celebrate my succession."

Yan Bugui rubbed his hands, smiled awkwardly, "One thing, one is to celebrate.

Second, I just want to ask you.

My family, Xie Cheng, is not too old, and the children in our compound who are as old as him will all run away now. "

The third mother also chimed in: "Yeah, if you don't have a serious job, it's really hard to marry a wife."

It's not that it's not easy for the Yan family to marry a daughter-in-law, it's because they have high vision.

Everyone in the compound knew that the Yan family wanted to marry someone who had a job and money, but they couldn't ask for a bride price.

otherwise.

Like Jia Dongxu, marrying a rural girl is more than enough.

Li Aiguo looked at the third master and said: "You also know that now it is no different from when the locomotive depot was first established two years ago, even temporary workers like coal workers are not recruited from outside."

Hearing this, the third master became anxious and interrupted him.

"Patriotic, the third master treats you very well. You watched Yan Jiecheng grow up, so you have to help!"

Yan Jiecheng is about my age, and I watched him grow up?
Thinking about it carefully, this statement is a bit strange, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Li Aiguo waved his hand: "Third Master, you are kind to me. What about the books you took from my house? When will you return them?"

The third master blushed.

I am speechless.

Li Aiguo also asked him for the book before, but he wanted to return it.

It's just that those books have already been exchanged for money by him.

The third mother saw that the third master was farting, and quickly smiled and said: "Patriotic, our Yan family is in the locomotive depot, and you are the only one who has a connection, you have to help.

Don't worry, your third master has no other skills except matchmaking.

After a few days, let your third uncle find a few good girls in school, and let you choose. "

Hey guys, it's a beauty pageant in the bath center, right?

It's too damning.

If someone found out, a report letter was sent up, and they all had to go in.

Sweat dripped from Li Aiguo's forehead.

So he said with embarrassment:
"It's okay to talk about matchmaking.

It's not that I don't help, third master, I'm just a train driver, and I can't manage the labor department.

Otherwise, let alone a job as a coal worker, even if Yan Xiecheng wants to be a workshop director, I can do it for him.

But we don't have that great ability, we can't ask for help, you know. "

The third master originally thought that as long as he said a few nice words and treated Li Aiguo to a meal, Yan Xiecheng's work could be solved.

Hearing these words now, I feel careless.

Li Aiguo is not as stupid as before.

The third master felt flashed up to his waist.

Gritting his teeth, he said grandly: "I know, I know, you have to ask others for help in this matter, and you can't let you give up your money. How much do you want?"

Li Aiguo thought for a while and said:

"Although the coal workers are tired, they can become full-time workers after two years of work.

After obtaining the road registration, the usual salary is about the same as that of a regular worker, and now the replacement quota in the locomotive depot can be sold outside."

He said and held out two fingers.

Although Yan Bugui didn't know the price of the replacement places in the locomotive depot.

But I know that a workshop worker in a rolling mill can sell a quota of 150 yuan.

The job in the locomotive depot is better than that in the rolling mill, and it is normal to sell it for 200 yuan.

Seeing that the third master nodded, Li Aiguo continued: "The coal workers on the locomotive depot are divided into those who load coal for trucks, and those who load coal for passenger cars. Those who load coal for passenger cars have more work, and they can get an extra ten dollars a month." An allowance of one dollar."

"An extra 50 yuan is required."

We, Li Aiguo, will not intentionally blackmail Yan Pugui.

If this quota is sold in the pigeon market, it can be sold for at least 300 yuan.

Looking at those fingers, Yan Bugui only felt his eyelids twitch.

250 yuan.

How much cardboard would he have to sell to make it together.

Seeing Yan Bugui's hesitation, Li Aiguo was not in a hurry, and stood up as if he wanted to leave.

"Come on, take your time to think about it. I have to drive tomorrow, so I have to go back early to rest."

Yan Bugui knew very well that if Li Aiguo left today, if he wanted to invite him over next time, he might have to arrange another banquet.

With a smile on his face, he grabbed Li Aiguo's arm: "Aiguo, don't rush away, this will let your third mother take the money."

The third mom didn't expect Yan Bugui to be so grand today.

After hesitating for a while, after making sure that Yan Bugui was not joking, he entered the room.

After a while, he took out a stack of money from the vinegar jar under the bed and handed it to Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui counted it carefully, then handed it over to Li Aiguo: "Count?"

"How many counts! We are old neighbors, and we can't trust you."

Li Aiguo put the money directly into his pocket angrily: "Don't worry, I will handle this matter tomorrow."

Yan Bugui nodded again and again: "Don't worry, don't worry."

After Li Aiguo got on his bicycle and left.

Yan Jiecheng, who had been standing by the side just now and didn't dare to eat, will now squat down and eat the corn bread with the vegetable soup.

"Xie Cheng, don't finish eating, save some for Jiefang and Xie Di. They were sent to Wang Gangzhu's house by me. I don't know if they've got enough food?"

Confess to Yan and solve it in one sentence.

The third mom dragged Yan Bugui into the back room.

After drawing the cotton curtain, the third mother began to complain about Yan Bugui.

"Old Yan, this is 250 yuan. You just gave it to Li Aiguo for nothing? Why do I still feel that our family has become [-] yuan?"

"What do you mean by giving in vain?!"

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes: "You old woman really has long hair but short knowledge, it doesn't cost money for Li Aiguo to find someone to do things for you?"

"But he definitely can't spend that much, at most 150."

The three moms reckoned for a while, felt that it was a bit small, and changed their words:

"200 yuan is enough, Li Aiguo can earn 50 yuan and eat a meal from our family. This money is too easy to earn."

"Don't worry about how much they earn, that's their job."

With so much money sent out, Yan Bugui also panicked with distress, so he would sit down and start looking for money.

He cracked his fingers and analyzed: "Our Yan Jiecheng entered the locomotive depot and became the leader of the locomotive depot. He can earn so much in the future! I heard that the leaders of the locomotive depot use coal for free. The solution is to carry coal home!"

"Then it will be the full moon in the Year of the Monkey."

"Even if you don't become a leader, if you work as a temporary worker, your monthly salary is 25 yuan, plus an allowance of 35 yuan, which is [-] yuan."

Yan Bugui, an old Chinese teacher, took out a pen, wrote and drew on the straw paper, and settled accounts for the third mother.

"What a smart person I am, I have already found out that besides the money, there is another benefit for coal workers, which is to pay subsidies according to the amount of coal purchased at the end of the month.

A ton of coal is half a cent, so our family can earn an extra 20 yuan if we buy [-] tons of coal every month. "

"The solution is that I can earn 55 yuan a month, and I can earn this money back in four or five months."

You see, how good my Chinese teacher is in mathematics.

Anyone who wants to say that the Chinese teacher can't teach math will be punished by standing next to him.

Inside the hall.

Yan Jiecheng shivered in fright when he heard Yan Bugui's words through the cotton curtain.

He squatted down on the ground, and the cornbread in his hand fell to the ground.

Two thousand tons of coal.

I really think of him as a tireless cow.

Eat others with a short mouth, but treat others softly.

Our Li Aiguo is also a good comrade who is eager to help others.

If he agreed to the Yan family's affairs, he would naturally not regret it.

the next day.

After Li Aiguo returned from Jincheng, he rode his bicycle back to the courtyard, and took Yan Jiecheng to the locomotive depot to go through the entry procedures.

in the evening.

Yan Jiecheng, a coal worker, received his overalls.

In order to earn back the money spent as soon as possible.

Can't wait to get into work.

The train on coal happened to be the No. 131 train that Li Aiguo was on.

Li Aiguo had dinner at the cafeteria of the locomotive depot, and was taking a walk with Zhao Yazhi to digest food.

Wander to the station.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng working with a group of coal workers, he stopped and took a look.

At this time, the sun was hanging low on the rows of tube buildings, and the concrete floor of the station was steaming.

The locomotive is made of iron, and it has been baked under the scorching sun for two or three hours, and the temperature inside must be at least fifty or sixty degrees.

Putting coal is a real skill.

The coal workers have to rely on their own strength to carry the load of hundreds of catties to send the coal to the train.

Even those master craftsmen who have been there for many years are exhausted and sweaty after a few trips.

Not to mention Yan Xiecheng, who is so raw.

Yan Jiecheng was young and strong, but he had never done this kind of work before, so he couldn't knock on the door.

Moreover.

The locomotive is tens of centimeters higher than the ground, and the distance from the coal bunker to the locomotive is built with wooden planks.

Yan Jiecheng was carrying the coal basket, and his shoulders were so painful that his body began to sway, and his feet were a little floating. After running a few times, he was sweating profusely.

He felt out of breath, and it was difficult to lift his legs, as if ten pounds of iron were hanging under his legs, and his throat was as dry as if it was about to catch fire.

He was gasping for breath, muttering "no more, no more"

Coal workers are organized in groups.

When Yan Jiecheng stopped, the subsequent rhythm would be interrupted, which would affect the progress of coal loading.

The team leader was about to clean up Yan Jiecheng when he came up.

Do rough work, like to speak foul language.

Father, mother, being humiliated indiscriminately, Yan Xiecheng was sprayed bloody.

At this time, Li Aiguo just appeared.

"Team Leader Zhang, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you see that I was teaching this coward a lesson, who the hell?"

The group leader turned his head and saw that it was Li Aiguo.

The anger on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by respect.

"It's Driver Li. How did you get here? Don't worry, we'll be working all night tonight, and we promise not to delay tomorrow's driving."

Li Aiguo was praised at the meeting, and almost all the staff knew him.

Besides, the Shangmei Group serves the train drivers.

Li Ai took out the front door, took out a cigarette, passed it to the team leader, and then took out another cigarette and handed it to Yan Jiecheng.

"Xie Cheng, how about it, can you still stand it?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Yan Jiecheng took the cigarette with trembling hands, stuffed it into his mouth, the sweat from his forehead wet the cigarette paper.

He took off the towel hanging around his neck, wiped his sweat, and tried to take out the matchbox.

The matchbox was already soaked and turned into a paste.

"pat"

Li Aiguo took out his lighter, and after lighting Yan Jiecheng's cigarette, he lit another one himself, smoking comfortably.

The team leader saw this scene.

As if he understood something, he asked awkwardly, "Driver Li, do you know this little temporary worker?"

"Neighbors in a large courtyard play with each other. In the words of our capital, it is a small child."

"Small"

The group leader looked embarrassed.

He started to recall.

Just now he scolded Yan Jiecheng's parents, uncle, grandfather, and eighteen generations of ancestors.

Did you scold the neighbors too?
Li Aiguo didn't seem to have seen what happened just now, chatting with the group leader, the group leader became more uneasy.

Li Aiguo changed his voice: "Old Zhang, how is Xie Cheng doing?"

"It's not bad," the team leader hesitated.

"That's good. Otherwise, when I go back at night, I really can't explain to his parents."

Li Aiguo took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two cigarettes, and wanted to pass them to the group leader. After thinking for a while, he simply gave him the remaining half pack.

"This child has never made great efforts since he was a child. He will definitely not be able to do it when he is just getting started. I have to trouble you."

"I can't make it."

The group leader pushed and shoved twice.

But he found that he was not as strong as Li Aiguo, and in the end the cigarette was stuffed into his coat pocket.

He smiled and touched his bulging purse.

Looking at Li Aiguo, he patted his chest: "Driver Li, don't worry, this kid is young and has strength, but he is inexperienced. After a few days of training, he will definitely be a good player."

"Then trouble brother, I'll buy you a drink when I have time."

Li Aiguo took Zhang Yazhi and slowly left the station under Yan Jiecheng's grateful eyes.

On the field.

The team leader did not let Yan Jiecheng continue picking coal.

Instead, a master was called.

"Old Liu, come here and help this kid correct his burden-bearing posture."

Lao Liu is an old man in his fifties, with bulging veins in his neck and throbbing blood vessels in his calves. He is thin and looks weak, but he is a well-known coal picker in the locomotive depot.

Once created an astonishing record of picking [-] tons of coal within one hour.

Yan Jiecheng had heard about Lao Liu's deeds when he first joined the coal picking team.

He knew that it was because of Li Aiguo's face that the team leader made such a master give up his job and come to help him.

"Young man, carrying a load is not an easy job. The first step is to choose a shoulder pole. As the saying goes, the shoulders are not soft until the shoulder pole is soft."

Old Liu picked up Yan Jiecheng's pole and shook it up and down vigorously: "Look, your pole is too soft, this pole won't work."

He brought Yan Jiecheng to the warehouse next to him, and personally selected the shoulder pole for Yan Jiecheng.

"Willow, vegetable pier and pear wood case, mulberry pole does not rub shoulders, and the pole is full of mouth, just carry it and go"

"This pole is very nice."

After picking up the pole, Lao Liu brought Yan Jiecheng to the warehouse to help him correct his posture.

"When carrying a shoulder pole, you must straighten your waist. This is called standing upright."

Yan Jiecheng used to think that carrying a shoulder pole meant picking it up and leaving.

Didn't expect there to be so many things going on here.

After a lot of training, even though I picked up the pole, it was still crooked, and I was finally able to persevere.

After work, go home.

Yan Jiecheng was exhausted to death.

Unbuttoning his collar, he rubbed his skinned shoulders, feeling a little like crying.

"Xie Cheng, how much coal did you pick today?" When Yan Bugui returned home, the first thing he did was to ask Yan Xiecheng about his workload.

He likes to write it down in a small notebook, and when the salary is closed at the end of the month, he will collect Yan Jiecheng's salary in time.

"It's less than 1 ton."

"What? So little?"

Yan Jiecheng was surprised.

He had inquired before that those coal workers could load at least seven or eight tons of coal every day.

"That's not enough! Father, your son almost won't be able to come back today."

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was agitated, Yan Bugui quickly grabbed his arm and asked what was going on.

Yan Jiecheng recounted what happened during his work in the afternoon.

"Father, do you think those people are very bad? They obviously have skills in picking coal, but they didn't teach me. If Brother Aiguo didn't pass by, even if I was exhausted today, I wouldn't be able to pick a ton of coal."

Hearing this, Yan Bugui turned his head to look at the three mothers next to him: "Old lady, did you see that? Do you still think we are two hundred and five?"

The sun sets in the west mountain, it is dark, and every house closes the door.

The three mothers feel sorry for the children.

I went to Wang Gangzhu's house to find some red medicine for Yan Jiecheng to apply on his shoulders.

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng's shoulders were blue and purple, the third mother's tears were about to fall.

In order not to make Yan Jiecheng frustrated, she held back her tears and ran inside.

Yan Bugui was sitting on the bed with his legs next to him grading his homework. Seeing the appearance of the third mother, he frowned slightly.

"Old lady, you didn't cry in front of Xie Cheng, did you?"

"No." The third mother raised her head and touched her tears:
"Old man, the work of temporary workers in the locomotive depot is really hard, or let Xie Cheng come back, spend two catties of peanuts later, and ask Lao Yi to help find a job in the workshop of the rolling mill."

Yan Bugui put down his pen, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and said slowly, "Is your job in a steel mill hard?"

The three mothers said: "I think Lao Yi, Lao Liu and Jia Dongxu are quite relaxed. After work, I still have time to find things for the residents in the yard."

"Lao Yi and Lao Liu are master masters, and they have seven or eight apprentices under them, who have done all the heavy and hard work."

Yan Bugui earnestly said: "I think when they first entered the rolling mill, when they were apprentices, they were so exhausted that day?"

"To be a worker is to work hard.

"As for Jia Dongxu, he has Yi Zhonghai to take care of him, and he's a bit of a mess, and he doesn't want to be promoted, so he spends all day slacking off in the workshop, so he doesn't put in much effort."

The third mother also knows this reason, but she still feels sorry for the child, and said with some regret:
"If your house hadn't been robbed back then, our family would be a young master after all, so there's no need to suffer."

Yan Bugui's family used to run a shop.

By exploiting the boys, hoarding supplies, driving up prices, and making huge profits, the family took advantage of a lot of money.

Later, riots broke out in the capital.

The shops were burned down, and all the property was looted, and the Yan family was considered to be in decline.

Come to think of it.

For Yan Bugui to be a primary school teacher, the minimum is to graduate from junior high school.

At that time, I was able to go to junior high school, and my family's conditions must not be bad.

Yan Bugui's expression darkened when he heard the words:

"Fortunately, our house was robbed before, otherwise it would be miserable now.

You didn't look at the old Zhang's house that opened the pawnshop. The house has now become a community hospital.

Lao Zhang's family doesn't know which piece of loess is lying under it now!

Don't talk about our past affairs in the future!
Lao Yi and the others have been watching, if it wasn't for my clean hands.

In addition, Dongfang Jiecheng's second uncle helped to cover it up.

The position of my third master has long since disappeared.

"

The three mothers shrank their necks: "I know this.

Isn't it just the two of us, I just have a few words of emotion. "

"You can't say it in private! Walls have ears, understand?"

Yan Bugui felt a little guilty about his background.

"Okay, don't feel sorry for the child, you go to bed early, you have to get up and cook tomorrow." Yan Bugui took out his homework and started grading again.

In the middle of grading, he saw the third mother tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep, so he whispered: "Xiecheng is educated, which is different from those temporary workers who don't know a single word.

As long as you turn positive, you will get a road registration.

Maybe you can be transferred to another position, don't worry about it. "

I have calculated that seven or eight of the middle-level leaders in the locomotive depot are temporary workers, which is much higher than the proportion in the rolling mill.

Yan Jiecheng of our family can be a leader in the future.

"

After hearing this, the third mother was relieved and fell into a deep sleep.

Lao Yan is so calculating, he must be right!

(End of this chapter)