The train driver in the courtyard

Facts proved that the First Ministry of Machine Building's worries were unnecessary.

During these years, the iron color of Hungarian iron had become very strong.

Nagy Sandor and the Hungarian Heavy Industry Committee transferred the complete production technology of the Chobel D420 truck to the country.

A number of diesel engine production licenses were also provided.

In other words, China can now imitate the Quebel 420 truck.

That’s right, it’s a blatant imitation, not a copycat!
Take the Chobel truck for example, it was originally modified from the Steyr 380 car of the Austrian Steyr Company.

It's not shameful to share what you have.

Li Aiguo helped the First Ministry of Machine Building and the Beijing Auto Parts Factory to connect with Naji Sandor, and that was considered the completion of the mission.

The noise outside seemed to have nothing to do with the closed unit of the locomotive depot.

The locomotive depot simply followed the crowd, held a few meetings, shouted a few slogans, and then went back to doing what they were supposed to do.

It’s not that the leaders and employees don’t want to be proactive.

Rather, even if passenger train drivers want to join in the big run, they cannot carry the train at the speed of high-speed rail.

Even if a freight driver took a powerful pill, he could not load a million tons of cargo.

Li Aiguo returned to his ordinary, monotonous yet passionate life.

He drives the train on the rails every day, teaches Huang Jing how to drive while driving, and plays stickers with Chen Xueru when he gets home. He lives a very happy life.

The mountain products that Old Man Chen gave were so many, many of which were rare items.

There were also some colorful dried mushrooms in it, which was the first time Li Aiguo had seen them.

If you eat these things, you might end up lying down.

Well, let's ask a professional.

Li Aiguo invited Nan Yi to his home to help prepare the mushrooms.

There were so many mushrooms that he could not eat them all. For several days in a row, Li Aiguo's home was filled with an enticing fragrance.

Jia Zhang's nose is comparable to a pig's nose.

When I smelled the smell, I squinted my eyes and wanted to curse.

Damn Li Aiguo, he doesn't even know how to be filial to my old wife.
But she also knew that Li Aiguo would not pay attention to her, so she could only swallow the words back.

"Qin Huairu, did Yi Zhonghai buy an old hen today?" Jia Zhang asked Qin Huairu who was playing with the stick.

Qin Huairu felt something was wrong and whispered, "The deaf old lady is not in good health, so the uncle bought her an old hen to nourish her body."

"Go borrow it."

"what"

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment before she reacted.

"Mom, an old hen costs at least 2 yuan. Can an old man lend it to me?"

She also felt that Jia Zhang's idea was a bit far-fetched.

Seeing Qin Huairu's confusion, Jia Zhang thought proudly in her heart: The residents in the compound all say that this young wife is smart, but in fact she is just a country girl and is not presentable.

“Yi Zhonghai would definitely not lend it before, but now it’s not up to him.

Hasn't he and Liu Haizhong been competing with each other to be active recently?

If our family fell out with him, all the good reputation that Yi Zhonghai had worked so hard to build in this compound would be ruined.

Maybe he won’t even be able to keep his position as a great master.

I just asked him for an old hen, which was a bargain for him."

Qin Huairu was shocked: "Mom, our family has been able to survive all these years thanks to Yi Zhonghai. If we fall out, we will be the ones who suffer."

Jia Zhang rolled her eyes.

"How could I not know what that old fellow Yi Zhonghai was planning?
He wants our Dongxu to take care of him in his old age.

As long as our Dongxu is still here, Yi Zhonghai will never dare to turn against us."

Seeing Qin Huairu listening attentively, Jia Zhang felt a little proud in her heart. She drank a sip of tea and continued, "After Old Jia died, Dongxu came into the factory to take over. Yi Zhonghai took the initiative to take Dongxu as his apprentice, and I saw his ambition.

A family cannot survive without a man, so I just agreed.

In order to control Dongxu and me, Yi Zhonghai actively tried to win over Shazhu.

With Sha Zhu, he can always find someone to take care of him in his old age.

How could I make him happy?

Just a few years later, Sha Zhu was sent to jail using Li Aiguo's case.

Now Yi Zhonghai is a lonely man and can only rely on our family.

So, now the situation is different, and it’s time for our family to take charge.”

Qin Huairu was stunned.

I didn't expect that Jia Zhang, who always seemed to be a bitch and a scoundrel, could be so scheming.

Come to think of it, the years when Jia Zhang was a widow were the most chaotic years in the capital.

Various forces are intertwined, and the daily life, the security group, and the ruffians have made the capital a mess.

If Jia Zhang didn't have some real ability, how could she have raised Jia Dongxu in such a chaotic situation?

Do you really think that people can only cry, make a fuss and move the spirit tablet?

In the original Siheyuan Chicken Brawl.

All the smart people came on stage and competed with each other. It looked very lively.

In fact, the person who lived the best life was Jia Zhang.

She chews on big white steamed buns and takes painkillers non-stop. Neighbors dare not provoke her, and her daughter-in-law is filial to her.

Sha Zhu was such a powerful person, but he didn't dare to get angry even when Jia Zhang spat at him.

The three uncles in charge had to call her "old sister-in-law" one by one.

But no one ever thought that she was shrewd and calculating. They only remembered her laziness, preference for boys over girls, and her tantrums.

When something happens, you will unconsciously relax your vigilance against her.

This method is quite clever.

After Qin Huairu was given some serious advice, she finally came to her senses. She took a piece of ginger from Jia Zhang and slowly walked to Yi Zhonghai's house.

Yi Zhonghai was squatting at the door plucking chicken feathers when he saw Qin Huairu.

He smiled and said, "Huai Ru, why are you here?"

Qin Huairu said, "Master Yi, my family bought some ginger and we want to stew an old hen with it. I want to borrow an old hen from you."

Yi Zhonghai: "."

He looked at the piece of ginger in Qin Huairu's hand and fell silent.

"Huai Ru, you've gone too far this time."

Qin Huairu pretended to be aggrieved: "Dongxu has started playing cards again recently, and he hasn't received his salary for two months. We can't make ends meet at home.

I'm an adult, so it's no big deal if I eat one bite less.

But my mother and Banggeng can't go without food.

And Dongxu.

He has to work in a factory. If he doesn't have enough to eat, he will become mentally confused and something will happen. What will he do then?"

At first, Yi Zhonghai wanted to drive Qin Huairu away directly.

Just kidding, you want to borrow a hen to buy a piece of ginger.

If I buy an electric wire, can Li Aiguo borrow the TV?
But after hearing these words, he fell into deep thought.

His expression kept changing, and finally he smiled and handed the old hen to Qin Huairu.

"Remember to add more salt. This old hen is too fat and has a fishy smell."

"Master Yi, thank you so much."

Qin Huairu ran away holding the old hen.

An old lady was watching from the side.

He came out and said angrily: "Lao Yi, what are you doing? This is an old hen."

Recently, Jia Dongxu started gambling again, and the Jia family's life became more and more difficult. Qin Huairu came to borrow food every few days.

But they were all cornmeal.

Yi Zhonghai sighed and said, "Old woman, don't you understand yet? Jia Zhang is taking advantage of me!
If he hadn't made a mistake in the celebration incident, I'm worried that his position as a great uncle would have been replaced by Li Aiguo.

If Sha Zhu hadn’t been locked up by Li Aiguo.

We won't be put in an awkward situation.

This matter is all because of Li Aiguo."

Aunt: "."

She felt that Yi Zhonghai was going crazy again.

But it's too late to pursue these things now.

The eldest lady asked, "Will our family be controlled by Jia Zhang from now on?"

"Don't worry, Jia Zhang has to take painkillers all day long and she won't live long. When she dies, we will have a son for free." Yi Zhonghai was very optimistic.

The aunt was a little skeptical.

Jia Zhang is as strong as a big fat pig, how could she die easily?

But now that things have developed to this point, it is too late to find someone to take care of the elderly even if we want to.

We can only hold on.

Of course, Yi Zhonghai will not surrender.

He thought for a moment, turned around and walked towards the deaf old lady's house.

At noon, Qin Huairu stewed the old hen and called Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu and Banggeng to the square table.

The fragrant chicken soup exudes an oily sheen, and the air is filled with a delicious aroma.

"Chicken, I want to eat chicken!" Bang Geng couldn't wait.

Jia Zhang rolled up her sleeves and pulled off a chicken leg.

At this moment.

Suddenly, a crutch came out of nowhere and hit Jia Zhang's arm heavily.

The cane was very powerful and made a dull sound when it came into contact with the flesh.

"Hey!"

Jia Zhang felt so much pain that the chicken leg fell into the pot. She screamed and stood up from the chair.

She wanted to get angry at that moment, but when she saw the deaf old lady standing there angrily, she swallowed the curse that was about to come out of her mouth.

"Ancestor, why are you here?"

"Mrs. Jia Zhang, I heard that you borrowed my old hen. Can I not come?"

The deaf old lady sat down at the table with a swagger.

Jia Zhang immediately realized that she was here to cause trouble.

However, Jia Zhang really had no way to deal with this deaf old lady who took advantage of her age and status.

In the original novel, Jia Zhang rarely suffered losses in the courtyard, and the few times she did, was when she was defeated by the deaf old lady.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Old lady, you misunderstood. I was worried that Auntie's cooking skills were too poor and the stewed old hen would not be tasty, so I brought it back and asked Huairu to help stew it.

I was just thinking of inviting you to dinner."

As she spoke, Jia Zhang winked at Qin Huairu, asking her to quickly bring the bowls and chopsticks over.

The deaf old lady's expression finally calmed down a little.

She shouted outside, "Lao Yi, Lao Yi's family, Huairu has prepared dinner, you guys come and eat too."

Yi Zhonghai and an old lady, who had been waiting outside, walked into the house with a smile.

Seeing this situation, how could Jia Zhang not know that this was a counterattack launched by Yi Zhonghai.

But at this moment she had no choice but to force a smile.

In the following days, the fight between the Jia family and Yi Zhonghai sank to the bottom of the water because of the involvement of the deaf old lady.

To the residents of the compound, the relationship between the two seemed to be closer than before.

The days passed one by one.

Before we knew it, it was December.

"Ah!"

Early in the morning, Li Aiguo came to the station as usual and started a new day's driving mission.

It's winter now, and although it hasn't snowed yet, the air is dry and cold.

Although he was wearing a tiger-skin vest and tiger-skin trousers, he was still stamping his feet due to the cold.

Every winter is the hardest time for train drivers, and they have to conduct a comprehensive inspection before driving.

Fortunately, Li Aiguo now has an apprentice, so he doesn’t have to do it himself.

Huang Jing crawled in and out under the train, holding a maintenance hammer, and checked the condition of the train according to the manual.

Before we knew it, it was time to depart.

After receiving the notification from the dispatcher, Li Aiguo perked up and took a look at the pressure gauge. He saw that the pressure was over 14 kilograms per square centimeter and the pointer continued to rise.

"Are you ready?"

Liu Qingquan observed and reported: "We are ready."

Old Zheng shoveled coal and replied, "Drive as soon as possible!"

Li Aiguo slowly pushed down the reversing engine handle, slowly pulled open the adjustment handle, and sounded a long whistle.

The train started slowly and Liu Qingquan turned off the air blower switch.

The locomotive chimney spewed out thick black smoke with a whistling exhaust sound. The smoke mixed with ash drifted far away and merged into the blue sky and white clouds.

Woo woo woo, eating, eating, eating, another ordinary day has begun.

But today seems destined to be not peaceful.

More than 20 miles away from the military food station, a train was seen parked on the next track, and a figure was vaguely seen near the front of the train.

"Driver Li, there seems to be an accident ahead."

Li Aiguo decisively lowered the small gate to reduce the speed of the train, and the train finally came to a slow stop.

Generally, when a train is stranded in the middle of the road, the oncoming train will stop no matter how urgent it is.

Firstly, it can provide rescue to fellow passengers, and secondly, it can prevent people from crossing the tracks in the chaos.

Of course, as the train driver, Li Aiguo could not get off the train, so co-driver Liu Qingquan and Huang Jing opened the side door and jumped out.

In less than ten minutes, the two got back into the car, and Huang Jing's face turned pale.

"The tracks are clear. Let's start, Driver Li, and don't miss the time." After looking around, Liu Qingquan gave the signal to start the train.

Li Aiguo started the train again.

When passing the accident site, I vaguely saw someone lying on the opposite track. The bright red blood had dyed the track red, and it was obvious that he was not alive.

"What happened?" Li Aiguo put down his cigarette and asked Huang Jing.

Liu Qingquan saw that Huang Jing was a little scared and wanted to answer it himself.

After receiving Li Aiguo's gaze, he immediately fell silent.

Huang Jing suppressed her panic, stopped her hands from shaking, and said slowly, "The person involved in the accident was a cargo hauler at the military food station. His family is from a nearby village, and when he had a day off, he would go home and stay for a few days.

Today, as usual, he was preparing to walk along the railway tracks to the military food station to take over his shift. If he met a passing train, he could even hitchhike.

But he didn't notice the freight train No. 317 coming behind him.

The train driver and co-driver of Train No. 317 had an argument. Co-driver Chen Zhenshuan was so angry that he did not pay attention and did not know that there was someone on the tracks ahead.

It's very windy here and I can't hear the train.

By the time the crane operator realized that the train was approaching, it was too late and he was instantly sucked under the train.

The driver realized he had run over someone and braked immediately, but it was too late.

According to the comrades who came to investigate from the military food station, the crane operator was not crushed to death on the spot. He was holding his hand and begging for help.

But after a while, his head tilted and he closed his eyes.

That blood was horrible.”

After she finished speaking, Huang Jing couldn't hold it in any longer and sobbed softly with her hands covering her mouth.

Li Aiguo had originally thought of letting Huang Jing take the assessment after a while, but seeing this situation he felt that he was a little impatient.

To become a real train driver, skills are only one aspect, the most important thing is courage.

As a lesbian, Huang Jing is naturally lacking in this aspect and needs more training.

"Master, am I not suitable to be a train driver?" Huang Jing recovered at this time and realized her own gaffe.

"That's not the case. I just need to hone my skills."

Li Aiguo said slowly while smoking a cigarette: "Being a train driver is a job with great responsibility. Any negligence can cause irreparable losses.

When people panic, they tend to neglect many things.

You have to keep this in mind at all times.”

"Master, don't worry, I will remember it. At the same time, I will overcome my weaknesses." Huang Jing nodded heavily.

"How to overcome it?" Li Aiguo asked.

Huang Jing bit her lip and said, "I'm going to buy an old hen after work and kill it. I believe that after killing it many times, I won't be afraid of blood anymore."

Li Aiguo: "That's a good idea, but you can't finish an old hen by yourself. I like to eat braised chicken nuggets."

Liu Qingquan and Lao Zheng also joined in the fun, saying they would help Huang Jing deal with the leftover chicken.

Li Aiguo said: "You are all elders, it is not appropriate to go empty-handed, each of you should give a few meat tickets."

"Don't worry about that. We can't take advantage of your apprentice." The two answered in unison.

The atmosphere in the driver's building returned to joy again.

The train returned to Qianmen Locomotive Depot on time.

After getting off the car, a gust of cold wind blew. Although I was wearing winter uniform, I still felt chilly.

It’s nothing that Li Aiguo is young and strong.

Liu Qingquan and Lao Zheng's legs suddenly straightened, and they walked like wooden men, gasping for air from the corners of their mouths.

Huang Jing noticed that something was wrong with the two and asked with concern, "Master Liu, Master Zheng, what happened to you?"

"It's an old problem, Xiao Huang. You should pay attention to exercising in the future and don't be like us." The two said depressedly.

Li Aiguo heard this nearby and immediately understood that the two of them were suffering from their old rheumatoid arthritis again.

There are no windows in the front of the steam locomotive, so the driver needs to stick half of his body out to look around.

It's below zero in winter and the wind outside is biting cold.

The fire in the car is burning brightly. The experience of being in both heaven and earth has caused many veteran drivers to suffer from occupational diseases such as cold legs.

There is no cure for chronic cold legs, it can only be relieved by hot compress.

But who can keep a hot water bottle on themselves all day long?

Huang Jing also knew this and sighed, "It would be nice if I could carry a hot water bottle with me that I don't have to change the water in."

Li Aiguo was stunned.

Isn’t this thing just a hot pack?

(End of this chapter)