The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 198

hiss.

hiss.

sizzle.

The onlookers gasped.

Li Aiguo felt that the temperature in the courtyard had risen a lot.

"How can there be water in the paper?"

"Hey, needless to say, the paper will be even heavier if it is soaked in water."

"Tap water that doesn't cost money, and sell it for the price of waste paper, and make a lot of money."

"This is a collective waste shop. Isn't Yan Pugui taking advantage of the country by doing this?"

in discussion.

Yan Bugui's forehead was covered with sweat, and he almost scolded Xu Damao bloody in his heart.

Wang Dakui did not expect that someone would play this trick.

Immediately his face turned cold, and he grabbed Yan Bugui by the collar.

"Old comrade, how dare you lie to me?"

He was originally tall and thick, with a hideous appearance, but now that he is angry, he is even more frightening.

Yan Bugui even waved his hands: "Comrade, a gentleman does his hands, but doesn't speak. You listen to my sophistry, not you listen to my explanation."

Wang Dakui was also laughed angrily by him, and let go of his hand: "Okay, you can just argue."

Yan Bugui wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyeballs rolled rapidly.

"I'm an old teacher. How could a scholar do such a thing! It must have rained heavily last night, and the waste paper was soaked in water. I didn't notice it when I cleaned it up."

"Yes, yes, it must be so!"

Wang Dakui was a little speechless: "Old comrade, the paper on the outside is fine, but the inside is all soaked. You said you didn't pay attention, and you thought I was a three-year-old nursing baby? Who are you fooling!"

"I, I, I..." Yan Bugui was speechless.

Wang Dakui said: "I don't think you should explain, let's go to the street office and talk about it."

It's just opened, and it's done like this. If others follow suit, the junk shop will definitely become yellow.

While talking, Wang Dakui grabbed Yan Bugui's arm and was about to go out.

Yan Bugui was really scared this time.

It's not a big deal, and the total is only twenty-five cents.

But the nature is bad, if it is a little more on the line, it is tantamount to cheating.

"Don't tell me, I am the third master of the courtyard house, and I am a resident nearby. We have to let the neighbors go in the future!"

"Brother Aiguo, the third master of the courtyard house, also belongs to the courtyard house." Wang Dakui stopped in his tracks.

Yan Bugui seemed to have found a savior, and quickly said loudly: "Comrade Li Aiguo you mentioned is the train driver, right?"

"Brother Aiguo explained, say 'machine' instead of 'right', civilized you and me." Wang Dakui said.

Yan Bugui: "."

He remembered that he seemed to see He Yushui and Aunt Liu by the side just now.

The two have a very good relationship with Li Aiguo and are often together.

Na Li Aiguo
Yan Bugui stood on tiptoe, looked around over the shoulders of the audience.

Seeing Li Aiguo sitting there drinking tea leisurely, Yan Bu's eyes lit up immediately, and he ran over, licking his face and smiling.

"Patriotic, you have to help the third master."

Li Aiguo put down the enamel jar, and said with a chuckle: "Third Master, how old are you, and you are still an old teacher, how did you learn to lie?!"

Yan Bugui has no major problems, he just likes to take advantage of small things.

But in this day and age, life is difficult for big guys, and they still have to be taken advantage of by others, which is really embarrassing.

Yan Bugui was severely reprimanded.

His face was as red as a pig's liver, but he couldn't refute it.

"Patriotic, if you are familiar with that comrade boss, please intercede for me. At worst, I will introduce all the seven or eight female teachers in our school to you tomorrow."

Hey guys, it's time for the draft again.

Li Aiguo quickly interrupted him: "Just this one time, if you play tricks again in the future, I won't care."

Yan Bugui nodded gratefully: "Patriotic, don't worry, I will be honest in the future, and I will never cheat."

Li Aiguo stood up and came to Wang Dakui, winked at Wang Dakui, and said slowly, "Da Kui, this is a comrade named Yan Pugui. Give people a chance to reform themselves.”

Wang Dakui stretched out his hand to pull Yan Bugui over, pointed at Yan Bugui's nose and said, "Old comrade, today I'm just looking at Brother Aiguo's face, I'll spare you this."

"Hey, thank you so much." Yan Bugui was overjoyed, and turned around to leave.

"Wait, I haven't finished yet!" Wang Dakui stretched out his big hand, and slid Yan Bugui back like a gourd.

"I won't send you to the street, but you lied to our collective waste shop. The nature is bad and the circumstances are serious."

Wang Dakui thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of any other words, so he continued: "So I fined him five yuan, and I have to write an inspection report."

"Fine"

Yan Bugui's face became ugly, and he pointed to the waste paper on the ground: "Can I give these to you?"

"...If you don't want to, let's go to the street to do it now."

"would like"

Yan Bugui knew that once he entered the street office, the street office would probably notify the school.

As an old teacher, he dared to be deceived, and lost his job if he said it was not good.

In particular, he was born as a small business owner, and he had to behave with his tail between his legs in school on weekdays.

Yan Bugui didn't bring that much money with him, so he could only run back home.

The third mother saw him come back, and said excitedly: "Old Yan, how much did you earn this time, two cents or three cents?"

"Don't mention it, not only did he not earn any money, he was also fined five yuan." Yan Bugui slapped his thigh suddenly, wanting to cry without tears.

"What, I was fined, what's the matter?"

"It's all the fault of Xu Damao."

Yan Bugui still had to pay a fine, so he didn't care to talk to the third mother, so he dug out five yuan from the jar under the bed.

He turned around and was about to run towards the scrap store, but he stopped after taking two steps.

Looking at the three moms, he said, "When Yan Jiecheng comes back from get off work, tell him that he will earn an extra five yuan this month."

Not afraid of fines, our Yan family now has people who can make money.

If Yan Jiecheng was in the locomotive depot.

If you carry [-] tons of coal more, won't you get back five yuan?

Three moms: "."

She felt that Yan Jiecheng would not live for a few days.

Yan Bugui was worthy of being a Chinese teacher, he could write well, and the content of the self-criticism was also very sincere, it could almost be used as a model essay.

After receiving the fine, he pasted Yan Bugui's self-criticism on the wall, and Wang Dakui nodded in satisfaction.

Those who want to make troubles in the future have to be careful when they read the review.

of course.

He also has to express his gratitude to this donkey-faced man who stepped forward.

He took out a big Qianmen cigarette and handed it over: "Comrade, thank you so much this time."

Xu Damao took the cigarette, and suddenly said loudly: "My name is Xu Damao, and I will not leave my name when I do good deeds."

Wang Dakui frowned.

Who asked your name?

"Comrade Xu Damao, on behalf of the collective waste store, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

Xu Damao suddenly said loudly: "My name is Xu Damao. I live in the backyard of a courtyard house. I like to eat chicken and drink the most. I'm free tonight."

Wang Dakui looked at Xu Damao silently for a moment, then looked at Zhang Erpao and said, "This guy is a fool."

Xu Damao: "."

He didn't expect that these two people were not up to the mark at all.

After helping so much, no matter what they do, they should give him a rubdown.

But we Da Mao don't care about these.

Xu Damao licked his face and smiled: "Comrade, can you send me a commendation letter?"

Wang Dakui was surprised.

"Praise Xinxing, you have done a good person and good deed today, which is worthy of praise."

While talking, he asked Zhang Erpao to fetch a scrap of paper and began to write a commendation letter.

"The title of the letter of commendation is addressed to the unit. Which unit do you belong to?"

"No, no, no, not for the unit, but for the individual." Xu Damao laughed.

"Individual?" Wang Dakui raised his head and stared at Xu Damao in surprise: "Damn, you're kind of interesting. It's the first time I've seen you write a commendation letter for an individual."

Xu Damao smiled awkwardly: "It's just for a person, and his name is Comrade Lou Xiaoe."

Wang Dakui suddenly realized: "It's okay to find a partner, you are quite a chicken thief."

Although Xu Damao's request is not formal.

But the junk shop was not formal.

Wang Dakui still helped Xu Damao issue a letter of commendation.

"Ha ha."

Picking up the official seal, he took a few breaths, and stamped the letter of introduction with a red stamp.

Xu Damao: "Comrade boss, your seal is new, and the ink pad on it is quite thick, so there is no need."

Wang Dakui scratched his head: "Don't take a breath, I always feel something is wrong."

Xu Damao: "."

Nor was he willing to continue discussing the issue.

After getting the commendation letter, he ran away in a hurry.

After returning home, Xu Damao found a basket and filled it with twenty stupid eggs.

He packed a big bag of mountain goods that Xu Jixiang had brought back, and took a bus to Lou's house in the suburbs of Beijing.

"It's Da Mao, please sit down."

Lou Zhenhua was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, when he saw Zhang Ma bringing Xu Damao in, he didn't even lift his ass, but asked Wang Ma to pour Xu Damao a cup of tea.

"Father, these are the best eggs. My father got them from the countryside. There are also hickory nuts and mountain mushrooms here."

Xu Damao put the presents on the table and introduced them one by one, and Lou Zhenhua put down the newspaper with a smile on his face.

He didn't care about these gadgets, but Xu Damao's attitude.

Lou Zhenhua asked kindly: "Da Mao, how is your succession going?"

"Father, we are working on it. Xu Jixiang has already submitted his expression to the factory, and the fake medical records have also been prepared." Xu Damao bent down and said, "I guess I will be able to take over after another week."

Lou Zhenhua nodded: "Okay, this matter should be done quickly."

Seeing that Lou Zhenhua seemed to be in a good mood, Xu Damao also heaved a sigh of relief, only then did he feel the cold sweat on his back.

"Father, is Xiao'e at home?"

"Upstairs, go up by yourself." Lou Zhenhua picked up the newspaper again.

"Then I'll go."

Xu Damao tiptoed upstairs and pushed open the door of the room.

I saw Lou Xiaoe sitting at the desk writing and drawing.

"Xiao'e."

He greeted softly.

Lou Xiaoe shivered in fright, and hurriedly hid the notebook in the drawer.

After seeing clearly that it was Xu Damao, he said with some resentment: "Xu Damao, you are sneaky, what do you want to do?"

After being scolded a few times, Xu Damao was not angry either.

Passed the commendation letter over: "Xiao'e, I did a good person and good deed today, and I was praised."

"Xu Damao, are you doing something good?" Lou Xiaoe was surprised.

"The thing is like this, today in South Tongluo Lane, a new waste shop opened."

Xu Damao vividly reproduced the scene at that time: "You don't know, after I subdued the villain Yan Bugui, even Driver Li applauded me."

"Driver Li?"

"One of my neighbors is now a train driver." Xu Damao laughed.

Li Aiguo.
A tall figure appeared in front of Lou Xiaoe's eyes.

Although there is no Internet or self-media in this era, there are human flesh intelligence stations.

At the head of the alley, next to the main road, every afternoon, a group of old women sit in the shade of the trees to enjoy the shade, the east is short, and the west is long.

The news that Yan Bugui, the shrewdest person in the courtyard house, suffered a big loss at the waste purchasing point quickly spread throughout the neighborhood.

Those residents who wanted to play tricks secretly also became honest.

Because of their good service attitude and fair price, the scrap shopping agency quickly became popular.

Even the waste from the street office and the police station was sent to the waste purchasing point.

During busy times, scrap sellers can form long queues.

Director Wang of the Sub-district Office saw that the purchasing agent had just been established and changed the bad atmosphere in the past, and praised the purchasing agent.

Although Li Aiguo is not a manager on the surface.

But considering that Wang Dakui and Zhang Erpao have just started.

It is inevitable that some places are not in place.

I often go to the scrap shop to help out during the break time.

By the way, you can also add up the Beijing-Tianjin trade.

this day.

After breakfast, Li Aiguo rode a tandem bicycle out of the locomotive depot and went straight to the courtyard.

Long-term sunny and heavy fog will be overcast, long-term rain and heavy fog will be sunny.

It rained most of the night last night, the weather cleared up, and the capital city was shrouded in thick fog in the early morning.

The morning mist is lingering, and being in it is like being in a fairyland on earth.

"Let's go, please let's go!"

"Jingle Bell!"

Along the way, Li Aiguo rang the bell to remind comrades passing by to pay attention to traffic safety.

Don't tell me, it feels good to fiddle with two bells at the same time.

It smells a little bit like that.

Just as he was having fun, Li Aiguo saw the shadow of a bicycle in the distance in a trance, running straight towards him.

Woah!To hit!

Squeeze the car brake tightly, step on the ground with both feet, and activate the foot brake.

The speed of the bicycle was not fast, and it stopped instantly.

It's just that the reaction of the person opposite was a bit slower. By the time she noticed Li Aiguo's bicycle and pinched the brake, it was already too late.

There was only a 'bang pedal' sound, and the two bicycles collided together.

The tandem bicycle was heavy and stable, and with Li Aiguo sitting in charge, it was like a small land tank.

The Flying Pigeon women's bicycle on the opposite side, no matter how it was the opponent of the tank, was hit and turned on its back.

There was only a "hey", and the person and the car fell to the ground.

"Comrade, are you okay?" Li Aiguo quickly jumped off the bicycle and ran over.

"Hiss, it hurts!" Lou Xiaoe's left ankle was hit hard by a pedal. The severe pain made her gasp, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't move for a while.

Li Aiguo also recognized Lou Xiaoe at this time.

"It's Comrade Lou, don't move, I won't help the bicycle up."

"It's so troublesome, take it easy."

"Don't worry, I'm an old truck driver, and my money is very stable."

While talking, Li Aiguo hurriedly stepped forward to pull the bicycle on Lou Xiaoe's body.

But Lou Xiaoe fell while riding a bicycle, and the corner of Braji's skirt got stuck in the flywheel.

And her slender legs just clipped on the frame.

Li Aiguo could only stretch out his hand to pull the corner of the skirt: "Comrade Lou, spread your legs, I don't need the strength."

(End of this chapter)