The train driver in the courtyard

Late at night.

Darkness enveloped the entire courtyard, and every household fell into silence.

The house in the backyard was dimly lit.

inside the house.

"Gululu!"

The water in the cauldron was boiling. Chen Xueru put down the half-sewn pants in her hand, went to the bathroom to get an enamel basin, and picked up a ladle to scoop out the hot water.

After adding some cold water, he put his little hand in and felt that the water was almost warm. Then he carried the basin to the desk and squatted in front of Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo was busy writing, and he didn't react until his shoelaces were untied.

"Hey, hey, I can do it myself."

"I do."

Chen Xueru raised her little face, pouted and said, "You don't let me wash your feet, do you think you don't like me anymore?"

Hearing this, Li Aiguo suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

After getting married, the two argued many times about foot washing.

Although someone helped wash his feet, Li Aiguo felt very happy.

But as a time traveler, he always felt a little awkward.

It seems a bit disrespectful to lesbians.

But Chen Xueru felt that it was only natural for a woman to wash her man's feet.

Especially recently, her sister-in-law whispered in her ear that train drivers like Li Aiguo often travel on missions, and there are many bad women out there.

They were all watching eagerly, and would pounce on him whenever he saw an opportunity.

Chen Xueru needs to be more vigilant, and it is best to tie Li Aiguo to his belt.

Of course, this can't be done.

So Miss Chen Xueru has to show her strength.

Well, soft power is to take good care of your own man.

Seeing Chen Xueru's insistence, Li Aiguo could only accept it, otherwise the girl would be thinking nonsense.

The woman's soft little hands gently rubbed the man's wide soles.

The gentle and deep massage technique is like the hands of a professional technician, gently brushing the skin, as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on the face.

Li Aiguo's muscles, which had been tense all day, gradually relaxed, as if they were illuminated by warm sunshine.

Compared with the serious technical masters in Jinsha Bath in the previous life, although Chen Xueru's techniques are still slightly inferior, the level of precision is beyond the reach of the technicians.

This is home!

Li Aiguo narrowed his eyes in comfort.

At this time, Chen Xueru suddenly said: "Brother Patriot, did you handle another case when you went to the countryside this time?"

"How do you know?" Li Aiguo opened his eyes.

Because this matter involved a beard and Dieter was behind it, Li Aiguo issued a gag order to both Yan Jiecheng and Zhang Tieniu.

"I smelled smoke from your pistol when I was packing it away."

Chen Xueru smiled softly, while rubbing her feet, she whispered softly: "Recently, our Daqianmen Subdistrict Office has organized military training for officers. I have also shot several times! I am familiar with the smell of it."

Li Aiguo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The enemy is everywhere, so he needs to be careful.

"This matter involves the confidentiality system."

"I know, I just wanted to ask."

Chen Xueru pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Li Aiguo with eyes full of happiness.

As soon as she thought of Li Aiguo holding a pistol and tracking the enemy in the mountains, Chen Xueru's little heart couldn't help but beat.

What woman doesn’t want her man to be a hero?

"Brother Patriot, do you want me to wear yoga clothes or cheongsam tonight?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Chen Xueru's scalp became numb, her head felt dizzy, and her face turned red.

Now she was shy and embarrassed.

She is also a well-educated girl who had attended a private school before. How could she say such a thing?

Chen Xueru bit her lip and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Li Aiguo anymore.

Li Aiguo picked up a towel and wiped his feet, then looked at Chen Xueru carefully.

Today, Chen Xueru is wearing a gray Mao suit. This serious and simple clothing looks unique on her convex and concave body.

"That's it!" Li Aiguo stood up.

"Ok?"

Although Chen Xueru didn't understand, she still subconsciously hummed and nodded.

"Come." Li Aiguo held her little hand and sat on the sofa.

The little hands are warm and soft, as delicate as silk, and the luster is white.

Chen Xueru looked at the stance of Li Aiguo's golden sword, and then she understood what this rough guy wanted to do.

"Not here."

Chen Xueru wanted to take her little hand back, but it was held tightly. She couldn't help but stamp her feet, gritted her teeth and said, "People will see it, I'm so embarrassed."

She felt a little feverish on her face.

This is the main room, okay?

"Hahaha, we are an old married couple, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

Li Aiguo used a little force to pull Chen Xueru into his arms, put his arm around her waist, and buried his head in her neck to smell her.

Like the sweet osmanthus in late autumn, it is full of elegant and seductive fragrance.

Chen Xueru was stunned at this time and could only look up at the incandescent light bulbs on the roof.

“It doesn’t work here”

she said softly.

Two hours later.

Chen Xueru discovered for the first time that the big sofa could be used as a bed.

She lay lazily on the man's chest and slid her fingers on it unconsciously.

Li Aiguo turned sideways and took out a cigarette lighter from his pocket.

"How's your promotion going?"

"Director Zhang talked to me today."

Only then did Chen Xueru wake up.

He forced his limp body to sit up, put on a coat, and cleaned the house.

It would be embarrassing if someone saw these things.

Li Aiguo looked at the hardworking Chen Xueru.

"There's not much of a problem with Lao Zhang. You'll probably be promoted to official street office officer soon."

"But there are still public opinion polls." Chen Xueru was a little worried.

She is very aware of the moral character of some residents in the courtyard.

If you are short-sighted, you won't see the good of others.

Especially the Yi Zhonghai family and the Jia family.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to stir up trouble." Li Aiguo said with a smile: "The eyes of the masses are sharp."

Although Chen Xueru knew that Li Aiguo might be comforting her.

Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

She had already cleaned the house and went into the bathroom to freshen up.

Then he came out, took out two cheongsams from the cabinet, pursed his lips and smiled: "Brother Patriot, I have rested."

Li Aiguo: "."

The enemy's firepower is full.

We need support.

Chen Xueru went into the back room and changed into a cheongsam and dressed up again.

The half-erected collar, the slender white neck is looming, and the watery waist has a graceful and undulating charm in the slenderness, outlining a concave and convex exquisite curve.

With her beautiful calves exposed and her hair pulled high, she is graceful and charming.

She stood shyly in front of the mirror, preparing to show her strength to the rough man.

I saw the rough man take out an old wine jar from the chest of drawers.

This guy didn't even need a wine glass, he picked up the wine jar and took a swig.

Chen Xueru was so frightened that her branches trembled.

The enemy set up cannon.

That's pretty cool!

night.

Quietly.

Xu Damao was sleeping soundly next door.

Suddenly Liu Lan kicked him to the ground.

He rubbed his eyes and got up from the ground, grinning in pain: "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong?"

"Daughter-in-law? Is there a wife like me? I am a widow every day!" Liu Lan turned over and turned her back to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao heard the voice next door and understood immediately.

It seemed that Li Aiguo had to be urged to get the wine quickly.

Man, how difficult it is!

The next day.

Li Aiguo got up early.

There is no need to drive today, but Yanzi is taking a train to the northwest today, and as his comrade Li Aiguo needs to see him off.

Because Miss Chen was defeated badly last night and was seriously 'injured' and couldn't get up to cook, Li Aiguo was going to buy some breakfast from a breakfast shop on the street and bring it back.

After getting dressed, I just opened the door and was startled by a dark thing outside.

"Xu Damao, what are you doing squatting in front of my house so early in the morning?" Li Aiguo walked over and kicked Xu Damao's butt.

Xu Damao was napping when he woke up and rubbed his red eyes.

"Patriotic brother, have you got the medicinal wine back?"

What a good guy, blocking the door of other people's houses just to buy medicinal wine?

It’s hard work!

All men have capital.

Li Aiguo's capital is money, and Xu Damao's capital is only soft. Naturally, he cannot understand Xu Damao's feelings.

But since people are so positive, it wouldn't be good if they didn't help.

"Brother Damao, you're lucky. You just asked a friend to bring some back from the border two days ago. Just wait, I'll get it for you."

Li Aiguo entered the room, took out the wine jar from the cabinet, found a glass medicine bottle, and filled it with a glass of medicinal wine.

After coming out again, he handed the glass bottle to Xu Damao.

Just as Xu Damao stretched out his hand to take it back, Li Aiguo took it back again.

"Give me the money first."

"Oh, patriotic brother, how can we lose your money in this relationship?"

Xu Damao's eyes were rolling around and he was chattering endlessly.

Li Aiguo remained unmoved.

This guy is not an honest person.

Xu Damao had no choice but to grit his teeth and take out a handful of bills from his pocket, count out ninety-nine yuan and hand them over.

He originally planned to shamelessly ask Li Aiguo to give him a 50% discount after getting the medicinal wine.

It's not that he's not particular about it.

But this medicinal wine is too expensive!

Li Aiguo took the money and threw the glass bottle to him.

"The glass bottle doesn't seal well, so use it earlier."

Xu Damao hurriedly took it and nodded frequently: "Don't worry, this cost me ninety-nine yuan!"

He was defeated by Liu Lan recently.

Even the few sweethearts on the street looked down upon him.

Now that you have something good, of course you have to give it a try.

Seeing that Li Aiguo was about to leave, Xu Damao asked again: "Brother Patriot, can the medicine last for half a month?"

"Most people can take care of it for at least a month, how about you?"

Li Aiguo looked up and down at the thin Xu Damao: "That's only half a month. Brother Damao, you still have to pay attention to your health."

Ever since Xu Damao learned that he was infertile, he also thought about it and let go.     In the past, I was relatively restrained.

When I went to the countryside to watch movies, I just hung out with those little wives.

Now even the old women are not spared.

In just half a year, I lost seven or eight pounds. Now my face is sallow, my lips are purple, my eyes are dull, and I look like I am seriously ill.

Otherwise Liu Lan wouldn't be angry with him.

"Hey, don't worry, my brother's body is perfect!" Xu Damao was so excited that he held the medicine bottle in his arms and ran home quickly.

No need to ask, this guy wants to test the efficacy of the medicine right away.

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

Li Aiguo is not Xu Damao's father, so he naturally won't meddle in others' affairs.

He slung the canvas bag over his shoulder, got on his bicycle, and left the courtyard.

As soon as Li Aiguo left, the door of Yi Zhonghai's house opened.

Yi Zhonghai looked at his back, then in the direction of Xu Damao's house, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The eldest mother came out wearing a cotton-padded jacket and asked doubtfully: "Lao Yi, what are you looking at so early in the morning?"

"Xu Damao just gave Li Aiguo a handful of money, dozens of dollars. He also got a medicine bottle. It should be medicinal wine."

"Hey, Xu Damao buys Li Patriotic medicine? I never heard that Li Patriotic Association can cure diseases." Aunt Yi yawned and said, "This matter has nothing to do with us. You'd better go and get water quickly. Mrs. Jia Zhang will get up later. , it’s time to make trouble again.”

Now the Jia family's house has not been built yet, and all the Jia family members live in the Yi family. Yi Zhonghai and Auntie have to take care of their lives.

Yi Zhonghai picked up the bucket and walked to the central courtyard, his brows knitted into knots and he began to think blindly.

"Things won't be that simple. That brat Xu Damao spent so much money to buy a bottle of medicinal wine. That thing must be a good thing."

"In addition, last time I heard Liu Haizhong mentioned that Director Li also went to Li's house to buy medicinal wine."

"What exactly is medicinal wine, and why is it worth so much money?"

Yi Zhonghai felt that this matter was not simple, but he couldn't understand it.

Fetched water and returned home.

Jia Zhang, Jia Dongxu, and Qin Huairu all got up.

With Qin Huairu's help, Yi Zhonghai heated up hot water and asked the family to wash their faces.

Aunt Ma made a big pot of rice.

Six people ate, and only two kilograms of stick noodles were used. The mother was so tired that she could hardly straighten her waist.

After Jia Zhang finished eating, she wiped her mouth and said disdainfully: "Lao Yi, you are becoming more and more unreasonable. I am still a guest in your house, so I fooled people with stick noodle porridge. Anyway, I am here. Nest an egg in a bowl."

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows.

He had free food and free accommodation, and was picky. He really wanted to drive Jia and Zhang away.

Jia Dongxu persuaded Mrs. Jia Zhang: "Mom, it's hard enough for master to take care of our lives. Please stop talking."

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he felt much better.

Dongxu is still filial. After Jia Zhang's death, he will be able to have more filial sons.

He looked at the aunt and said: "Old lady, my eldest sister has been working hard recently. She only drinks these clear soups and little water. She really can't stand it. You go to the grain station today to exchange for two kilograms of white flour, and our family will steam a pot of white flour steamed buns."

"It's such a waste to eat white noodles." The aunt felt a little distressed, but Yi Zhonghai glared at her and she could only agree.

Jia Zhang finally calmed down and drank three large bowls of stick noodle porridge, making her stomach full.

Then he took Jia Dongxu and left the house.

Because Jia Dongxu made a mistake a while ago, he had to go to the workshop to clean up in advance every morning.

As a member of the sanitation team, Jia Zhang needs to make an ideological report to the cleaning team before going to the dung farm.

The two of them go to work a little earlier than ordinary workers.

Just left the compound.

Jia Zhang stopped and saw that there was no one around. She gave a thumbs up to Jia Dongxu: "Son, we have cooperated very well this time!"

"Mom's idea is brilliant. No, we can eat white flour steamed buns soon." Jia Dongxu gave two thumbs up to Jia Zhang.

"That's right, the salt my old lady has eaten is much better than the rice you have eaten."

Jia Zhang raised her head proudly.

He looks so proud!

"That old guy Yi Zhonghai, really thinks I don't know his thoughts? Humph!"

Jia Zhang was not stupid. After realizing what Yi Zhonghai was thinking, she decided to take advantage of his plan.

She plays the red face, while Jia Dongxu plays the white face.

Use this to control Yi Zhonghai.

Don’t you want Jia Dongxu to provide for you in your old age?

Then you have to show something practical.

"Comrade boss, please have two pieces of sugar pancakes and two bowls of tofu puffs."

A familiar voice came from the breakfast shop next to the street.

Jia Zhang turned her head and saw Li Aiguo's familiar back, and her face suddenly became embarrassed.

Damn Li Aiguo, old lady, I have to eat glutinous rice cakes now, but it’s a good thing you can afford to eat sugar pancakes.

Thinking of Li Aiguo, Jia Zhang's mood suddenly became bad.

He didn't care to brag to Jia Dongxu and staggered towards the cleaning team.

"Ah!"

Li Aiguo turned his head and sneezed.

"Driver Li, it's getting cold now. Don't catch a cold." The black-faced boss of the breakfast shop rolled the sugar pancake in a newspaper and handed it over.

Li Aiguo took it and said in surprise: "Do you know me?"

"How could we not know each other? There was a flood in our neighborhood a while ago, and you were the one who carried me out of the shop." Comrade Boss's eyes were filled with gratitude.

Li Aiguo looked at him carefully and said, "Do you live in the lumber factory compound?"

"Yes, yes, my surname is Zhou, you can just call me Lao Zhou."

The comrade boss picked up the ladle, took Li Aiguo's kidney lunch box, and filled it with a full lunch box of tofu curd.

The customers next to me were stunned.

On weekdays, they usually only buy half the amount of tofu nao.

"Lao Zhou, you are not honest, you are just a customer, why should you give him so much?" A young man said casually, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Uncle Zhou frowned and glared: "No reason, just because he saved my mother!"

The young man was immediately speechless, but he still looked unhappy.

"You melon boy, if you dare to smoke in my shop, get out!" Uncle Zhou pointed to the slogan in the shop and said, "Did you see it? Pay attention to hygiene and smoking is strictly prohibited!"

Li Aiguo also noticed the slogan and couldn't help but click his lips. Are there already anti-smoking slogans these days?

The young man was still a little unconvinced.

Uncle Zhou put down the lunch box, slapped him like a leaf fan, twisted his neck and threw it out.

"I, it's okay if I spend money on breakfast? I have money!"

The young man was a little depressed.

Among the nearby shops, this one is the only one that sells sugar cakes, which is what old BJ often calls sugar drum cakes.

"You won't sell it even if you give me money. Don't think it's a big deal just because you have a few stinky money. Come on!"

Uncle Zhou waved his hand impatiently.

The young man could only swallow his saliva at those golden sugar cakes, and then staggered away.

He won't be able to eat sugar cake this morning.

Li Aiguo was dumbfounded. Only a breakfast shop in this era dared to treat customers like this.

"Driver Li, I'll give you some more braised food."

Uncle Zhou returned to the shop, picked up the kidney lunch box, and was about to add marinade to the tofu puffs.

Li Aiguo quickly stopped him: "Uncle, I love sweets."

Uncle Zhou turned his head and looked at Li Aiguo in surprise.

The customers in line behind him all took a breath and looked at him with surprised eyes.

As if he were a heretic.

Li Aiguo also felt helpless.

Although he is from the north, he only likes to eat sweet tofu.

Finally, after Uncle Zhou rubbed his ears to make sure he heard correctly, he took out the sugar jar he used at home and added two spoons of sugar to the lunch box.

"Driver Li, eating sweet tofu is not a good habit. You must correct it as soon as possible."

When handing it over, he specifically explained it.

Li Aiguo nodded heavily: "Uncle, don't worry, I will try to correct it next time."

After saying that, he ran away with the oil-sugar pancakes and lunch box in hand.

Just eat a sweet tofu.

Why does he feel guilty?

"Brother Patriot, this tofu curd is really delicious."

When she got home, Chen Xueru had finished washing up and was drinking sweet tofu curd with a happy expression on her face.

Li Aiguo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In this old capital, he is not alone.

"If it tastes good, drink more."

Li Aiguo looked at how late the time was and swallowed the sugar cake into his stomach.

Don't tell me, this stuff tastes really good.

It is fried and crispy, and tastes sweet and crispy. You can even feel the outer puff pastry cracking in your mouth after taking one bite.

Then I drank half a bowl of tofu nao, and my whole body felt refreshed.

"I have something to do today, so I won't be back until noon."

With a warning, Li Aiguo put on his rucksack and rushed out of the house to Aunt Liu's house.

He remembered something.

This time Yanzi goes to the northwest, maybe he can meet the two brothers Tianquan and Diquan.

You can bring some things with you.

Although you can send letters to Tianquan and Diquan in the capital, you cannot send packages.

Seeing Li Aiguo's back disappearing from the door, Miss Chen's expression suddenly changed, she picked up her lunch box and came to the kitchen.

She added two tablespoons of salt to it, added two drops of sesame oil, chopped some green onions and sprinkled it on top.

When the heat rises, it will really bring out all the gluttons hidden in the stomach. Chen Xueru gently scooped a spoonful and put it into her mouth, squinting her eyes in comfort.

The tofu puffs are silky smooth and the perfect blend of sweet and salty is satisfying.

Miss Chen pursed her lips and smiled: "Salted tofu brain is the authentic one!"

Li Aiguo still doesn't know that he was stabbed in the back by Miss Chen, and he may never know.

At this time he had arrived at the Beijing Railway Station.

The state-owned No. 221 Factory that manufactures large mushrooms was built on the Jinyin Beach in Qinghai.

The Lanqing-Qinghai Railway had just begun the survey and design in this year, and it would take 1959 to successfully lay the track to the ancient city of Xining.

From Beijing to Qinghai Jinyintan, you need to transfer via Tianshui.

As for the route below, Li Aiguo didn't know it. It was highly confidential, and even Yanzi didn't know it.

Among the people Li Aiguo knew, he was probably only the farmer comrade who knew the specific location of the state-owned No. 221 Factory.

Holding the train driver's certificate, Li Aiguo came to the ticket hall, ready to find out which platform the Tianshui train stopped at.

"Aiguo, why are you here?" Wang Cui'e, who was on duty at the window, saw it was Li Aiguo and walked out.

"Auntie, I'm here to see a friend off."

Li Aiguo hadn't seen Wang Cui'e for a while, so after chatting for a while, he told her everything.

"The bus to Tianshui stops at platform 2. The train leaves in half an hour. You need to hurry up if you want to see someone off."

As soon as Wang Cui'e finished speaking, she saw Li Aiguo striding away. She quickly waved and said, "I'll take Xueru to dinner at home on the weekend."

"understood!"

"This kid is panicking day by day. I heard from Zhou Ke that he is also related to the Armed Forces Department of the Locomotive Maintenance Section and is not honest at all." Wang Cui'e looked at Li Aiguo's back and sighed: "There is no time to pick him up. grandson."

Yes, in Wang Cui'e's view, Li Aiguo had drank her milk and was her godson.

Li Aiguo's son is naturally her godson.

(End of this chapter)