The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 600 Andre's trip to Ah San, the tasks of the subdistrict office and the police station

The atmosphere in the house was lively.

Although Andre is an old Russian, he is very good at using chopsticks.

He ate the mutton with relish. The hot meat slices were dipped in sesame paste with sesame oil, chives and other ingredients. It was so delicious that it made your teeth fall out!

"The hotpot in your capital is still the most delicious. The hotpot I treated people from that city to last year was so delicious that it's hard to describe."

Andre thought back to the time when he was a guest at Asan's house. He had mutton in his mouth, but his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

Li Aiguo was eating meatballs and almost got scalded.

What?
What kind of scene would it be when San Ge eats hotpot? Would he attack her?
Li Aiguo thought of a phrase: "Nothing special, just practice makes perfect!"

After recovering from his shock, Li Aiguo ate the meatballs with a grin, looked up at Andre and asked, "I heard that Indians eat with their hands, how do you eat hot pot?"

"With your hands." Andre suddenly burst into laughter, "Dear train driver, you misunderstood, most Indians know how to use knives and forks.

They would use a fork to fork the food from the hot pot onto the plate, then grab it with their hands.
Of course, if you call that mess hot pot, it is indeed like that.”

"Most of them are Indians." Li Aiguo frowned.

Is it possible that the Asan brother in this world is different from those in later generations?
Becoming civilized?
Seeing Li Aiguo's confusion, Andre continued to explain: "Asan had a good relationship with the colonists and learned the habit of using knives and forks from them.
Of course, maybe they did it with their hands in private, but who can really tell?"

Li Aiguo asked: "Brahmins and Kshatriyas?"

Although the translation in Russian was different, Andrei understood it and nodded.

He looked at Li Aiguo in surprise, surprised that this guy knew so much about India.

Li Aiguo then asked: "What about the Vaisyas and Shudras? They should be the majority, right?"

"What? Those untouchables can also be considered human beings?" Andre widened his big green eyes, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Li Aiguo: "."

Only now did he realize that he had made a common sense mistake.

Although Asan drove away the big eagle.

But these have nothing to do with the Dali of the Indian family.

Li Aiguo realized that his family had foresight.

They had foreseen this situation long ago.

These issues have been fundamentally resolved.

This lays a solid foundation for the little white rabbit to quickly grow into a big muscular rabbit.

"You seem to be quite familiar with Asan's family, huh?"

Li Aiguo picked up the food and pretended nothing had happened.

As soon as he said this, Li Aiguo remembered it.

Since 1953, the Indians and the Russians have become closer and closer.

The Russians asked the Indians to help them.

Later, the University of Tokyo had a falling out with the Russians.

The Russians provided the Indians with a large number of sticks.

But, given the chance, he is useless.

After Asan lost the fight.

The Russians even moved their own MiG fighter factory to India, perhaps hoping that India could get back on its feet.

But Ah San had been beaten so badly that he was bruised and frightened and had been behaved obediently for decades.

As a child of a wealthy family, it was normal for Andre to go to Asan's house to do business.

"This time last year, I helped deliver a batch of weapons and equipment to Kalimpong." Andre laughed loudly and said confidently, "I know all the leaders of the Indian War Lions."

"War Lion? Sounds pretty impressive."

Li Aiguo said lightly that he remembered that the War Lion Unit was a mountain division.

"Oh, forget it." Andrei said loudly with a look of contempt, "War Lion claims to have three infantry brigades, one artillery brigade, one engineering regiment, and one communications battalion, but in fact its combat effectiveness is too poor.

Especially their leader, if he wasn’t born into a noble family, he wouldn’t have been able to become the leader.

But he is quite good at drinking.

He drank most of the vodka I brought with me."

Although Andre seems to be a lazy guy, he has a trait that allows him to make friends easily.

Now he is still friends with Zhan Shi
If used properly, it might have miraculous effects.

But Li Aiguo also knew that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Andrei is no simple person, as he is able to gain a foothold in the Russian country as a child of a wealthy family.

"Come on, have a drink. The wine I have here is homemade medicinal wine. Professor Kirov knows that I gave him a jar of it when he returned to his country."

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child, and you can't catch a young man from a wealthy family without sacrificing wine.

Li Aiguo gritted his teeth and brought out a jar of the upgraded version of the Spirit Turtle display wine.

When the cork was opened, the aroma of the wine wafted out and filled the entire room.

"Medicinal wine, isn't it similar to Ah San's magic oil?" Andre was not someone who could be fooled. He held up the wine glass and said, "Ah San likes to brag. He praised the magic oil to the heavens and the earth, but I almost ate it for my meal, and it was useless."

If you eat the magic oil as a meal, your kidneys will be so weak.

Li Aiguo said: "You can give it a try, but I have to remind you first, if you live alone at night, you can only drink half a cup."

"Driver Li, you like to brag too." Andre disagreed and picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

As soon as the wine entered his stomach, he felt a warm current spreading up from his lower abdomen, and his limbs and bones felt refreshed, and all the pores on his body suddenly dilated.

In particular, there was a feeling of being eager to make something happen.

Andre has rarely felt this feeling in the past two years.

He stared at the jar of medicinal wine and suddenly asked, "Driver Li, how much is this medicinal wine? I want it."

Andre is in his thirties, but his body has long been drained by alcohol and women. Now that he has come across something good, how could he miss it?

"We are brothers, how can I ask you for money? This whole jar of wine is given to you." Li Aiguo put the jar of wine on the table.

Director Xing Duan was eating mutton and almost swallowed his tongue when he heard this.

Li Aiguo is a man who only takes advantage of others, how could he be so generous?

Although Andre was not clear about the ingredients of the Spirit Turtle Display Wine, he knew that this medicinal wine that could take effect immediately was very valuable.

He looked at the simple decoration in the room, then looked at Li Aiguo, and suddenly stood up and walked to Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo didn't understand what was going on and stood up in a daze.

Andre rushed into a warm hug.

"Brothers!"

"Ahem." This was the second time that Li Aiguo had experienced the enthusiasm of the Russians, and he still found it a little unbearable.

The body odor is too strong and irritates the nose.

Li Aiguo suddenly asked, "Andre, don't you attract mosquitoes?"

"." Andre couldn't understand Li Aiguo's thoughts. He scratched his head and said, "Mosquitoes? The temperature is low where we are. They are all frozen to death."

Li Aiguo: "."

He thought the mosquitoes were fumigated to death.

Night falls.

Andre left the courtyard in a car and returned to the Friendship Hotel.

Chen Xueru was cleaning the house. Seeing Li Aiguo wearing a coat and a felt hat, she asked curiously, "Brother Aiguo, where are you going so late?"

"I need to do something." Li Aiguo pushed open the door.

Chen Xueru didn't ask any more questions. Her sister-in-law once said that you shouldn't be too strict with men, otherwise it would be annoying.

It was freezing cold outside. Li Aiguo, breathing out large puffs of white air, came to the Shijingshan Meteorological Station and called the farmer on the dedicated line.

The content of the call was very simple, with only one person's name.

The answer given on the other end of the phone was also very simple.

"Just go ahead and do it!"

The night was dim and a cold wind was blowing outside. Li Aiguo straightened his collar, got on his bicycle, left the weather station, and was soon lost in the crowd and could no longer be seen.

Andre stayed in the capital for five days and had discussions with the Fifth Academy of National Defense for five days. During these five days, he often went to Li Ai's house to eat and drink.

After all, Li Aiguo has the best medicinal wine, the freshest vegetables, and the successor of the imperial chef, Nan Yi.

From beginning to end, even when he was drunk, Andre did not reveal what kind of deal he had reached with the Fifth Academy of National Defense.

Li Aiguo was aware of the discipline and did not ask any further questions, but focused the topic on Asan's home.

Although he knew some things about Asan, he really didn't understand Asan of those days.

Andrei just thought Li Aiguo was curious and didn't care.

After all, when it comes to weird things, who has more than the Indians?

“I was once visiting the home of a deputy minister in Uttar Pradesh, and on the way, the minister told me that our car was driving on a highway.

I was shocked and asked: Why do I only see a dirt road, where is the highway?

The deputy minister pointed to the big villa in the distance and said that the highway was inside his home.

Li Aiguo: "."

Andre laughed.

Sure enough, no matter what era, Brother San can always bring joy to the world.

At this time, Li Aiguo asked quietly.

'"What is the most shocking thing you have encountered at Ah San's house?"

"Hiccup" the laughter stopped abruptly, and a trace of fear appeared on Andre's face.

Now even Chen Xueru became curious.

Andre is a fearless guy who dares to dump water from a plane. Why is he so shocked?

She put down her bowl and chopsticks and stood aside.

Andre took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "Monitor lizard."

Miss Chen was a little confused. She tilted her head and asked, "Monitor lizards seem to be a kind of animal. What's so shocking about this?"

Give a thumbs up to the knowledgeable Miss Chen.

"What Ah San did to the monitor lizard."

"Ah, they ate the monitor lizard? This is not shocking at all." Miss Chen was even more confused.

Andre wanted to explain, but he couldn't say it. He felt that if he said it, he would taint his impure soul. Li Aiguo finally understood and sighed. It seemed that the cross-border love between Ah San and the giant lizard had a profound historical tradition.

finally.

Miss Chen also didn't understand what had happened between Asan and the monitor lizard.

Day .

Andrei finally reached an agreement with the Fifth Academy of National Defense and prepared to return to the Russians.

Li Aiguo was performing driving duties.

When the train stopped at Beijing Station, a jar of medicinal wine was taken down from the train and brought to Andre's compartment.

"I thought you wouldn't come to see me off today." Andre seemed particularly happy about Li Aiguo's appearance. After taking the medicinal wine, he hugged him.

"We are good friends." Li Aiguo pointed at the medicinal wine and said, "Although this stuff is good, you can't drink too much."

"I understand!" Andre and Li Aiguo hugged each other again.

After sending Andre off, Li Aiguo returned to his monotonous yet passionate driving task.

The locomotive depot saw the benefits of the greenhouse and sent a construction team to build another large greenhouse next to the studio.

Although the greenhouse cannot meet the daily vegetable needs of the locomotive section due to the lack of waste heat provided by the bathroom, it can still provide a snack for the employees.

The greenhouse has no dedicated person to take care of it, and railway workers take turns to look after it in their spare time.

When it’s harvest time, every employee who takes care of the crops gets one or two cucumbers.

Sitting in the warm driver's building, driving the train while eating the yellow flowers I grew myself, what a happy boy.

Time passed day by day, and before we knew it, it was the end of December.

The streets of the capital are already filled with the atmosphere of the Spring Festival.

In accordance with regulations, the locomotive depot and the street office will also distribute tickets for next month.

Considering that the supply and marketing cooperative would be closed for a few days during the Spring Festival, and also worried about insufficient supply of materials by the end of the year, the residents in the compound began to stock up on goods with their coupons in preparation for the upcoming Spring Festival.

After Li Aiguo received the tickets, he took Chen Xueru to the supply and marketing cooperative to make a large purchase.

Matches, candles, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and a rattle for each of Zhou Ke and his sister-in-law's children, and a red hairband for He Yushui.

A large bag was filled with all sorts of things.

The two men placed their things on the back seat and rode their bicycles slowly towards the courtyard.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Li Aiguo saw Wang Zhenshan and Zhang, an official from the street office, walking towards him.

He lowered his feet and stepped on the brake, and the bicycle stopped steadily in front of the two people.

"Captain Wang, Brother Zhang, what happened?" Li Aiguo took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave one to each of them.

Wang Zhenshan took the cigarette without saying anything, but looked up at Chen Xueru.

His wary look said it all.

Looks like something big is happening!
Chen Xueru grew up in a tailor shop and worked in the street office for a long time, so she is naturally not a naive person.

After seeing the clues, he smiled and said, "Brother Aiguo, you guys chat, I'm going home to cook. Captain Wang, Secretary Zhang, come to my house for dinner later."

After she left, Wang Zhenshan pulled Li Aiguo to a sheltered place.

After he had tied up the bicycle, he said in a deep voice, "Aiguo, there will be an operation in our neighborhood tomorrow morning, and we need the help of your neighborhood volunteer patrol team."

"Action? Capture Dieter?"

".That's not the case."

Wang Zhenshan hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to Li Aiguo's ear and whispered, "Clean up the pigeon market!"

Li Aiguo's heart skipped a beat and he immediately felt confused.

Although the superiors have tightened their control over the pigeon market as the supply of materials has become increasingly tight, such a large-scale operation has never been carried out.

What happened this time?
"I shouldn't have told you this, but you are a trustworthy comrade. This is what happened," Wang Zhenshan recounted the situation.

Li Aiguo puffed out his chest and said, "Brother Wang, don't worry. Our patrol team will gather on time tomorrow morning and go to Pigeon City to cooperate with your operation."

"Keep it secret!"

After more than half a year of development, the neighborhood patrol team has become a paramilitary force, and Wang Zhenshan is particularly relieved.

After giving Li Aiguo a few words of advice, he hurried back to the police station to arrange the task.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the chill unique to the coldest days of winter blew in through the collar of his clothes, making Li Aiguo shiver uncontrollably.

He pushed his bicycle along the street full of the atmosphere of the past, heading towards the compound.

According to Wang Zhenshan, the district and the street had no original plan to take action on the pigeon market.

After all, no one wants to have trouble with the poor.

Just recently I got news that someone was selling small yellow croakers and antiques at the pigeon market in Xizhimen, and the quantity was quite large.

Antiques are also sold in trust stores these days, but those antiques have a relatively short history, and genuine national treasures are strictly prohibited from circulation.

It is said that the antiques that appeared in the pigeon market this time are all from the Han Dynasty.

Not to mention the small yellow croaker, which is a controlled item and is strictly prohibited from being circulated in the market.

According to the above speculation, the people who sold the small yellow croaker and antiques were most likely the dignitaries of the past.

They were worried that the situation would get more tense and the hidden yellow croakers and antiques would be discovered, so they took them to the pigeon market to sell them.

This seems like they are going to sell the goods and run away. The problem is even more serious.

That's why this action was taken.

"Alas, this operation will inevitably harm innocent people. Some things weigh only two taels if not weighed, but if weighed, they may weigh more than a thousand pounds."

With a wry smile and shaking his head, Li Aiguo pushed his bicycle into the compound.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the third uncle stringing up dried fish with hemp ropes and wrapping them tightly with newspapers.

"Well, Uncle Third, are you planning to sell it?" Li Aiguo greeted him casually.

The third uncle was working very hard when he was frightened and shivered, and the newspaper package in his hand almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the third uncle demonstrated an ability that was not commensurate with his status and age. He picked up the newspaper bag like a monkey trying to catch the moon.

Holding the newspaper bag in his arms, the third uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Li Aiguo.

"Aiguo, why are you walking so quietly? Are you born in the Year of the Rat?"

"What do you mean by mouse? I'm a cat and I specialize in catching mice. Uncle, you don't want to be a mouse, do you?" Li Aiguo stopped, held the handle of the bicycle, and said half-jokingly.

"That's impossible! I'm an old teacher, how can I do bad things?"

The third uncle thought of Li Aiguo's identity and explained awkwardly: "It has been snowing these days. Today there is sunshine, so I took out the small fish to dry it in the sun. After the Spring Festival, I can use it to entertain guests."

"It's okay to eat it yourself, but if you dare to sell it, you'll get into big trouble."

Li Aiguo looked at him with a smile, said something, then pushed his bicycle away.

The third uncle looked at Li Aiguo's back, scratched his head and said, "Why is this kid acting a little weird today?"

The third aunt poked her head out of the house, came over, and lowered her voice and said, "Old man, did Li Aiguo see anything?"

"Impossible, don't you know my abilities? Even if Wang Zhenshan came, he wouldn't be able to figure out what's going on."

The third uncle was afraid of being heard, so he went into the house carrying a newspaper bag.

After turning around and closing the door, he told the third aunt: "Don't talk nonsense about these things in the future."

"I see. I was worried about you just now."

The third aunt looked at the third aunt with some concern, "Old man, I think forget it, don't go to the pigeon market tomorrow morning. If you get caught, it will be a big trouble."

"Don't worry, I've already inquired, and in the past month, there has been no patrol of the pigeon market on the street."

The third uncle placed the newspaper package on the table and took out an envelope from his pocket.

He opened it, pulled out a roll of tickets, and said with some pride: "See, these are all collected from teachers in our school.

After we sell them, we’ll give the teachers money. These are scarce tickets, and we can earn at least five cents per ticket.”

Before liberation, studying was a luxury. Those who could afford to go to school had to have relatively wealthy families, and many teachers did not need so many coupons.

The residents in the compound needed certain products from the supply and marketing cooperative, such as towels.

The uncle would collect money from the residents at a price higher than the supply and marketing cooperative price but lower than the pigeon market price.

Then I got the coupons from the school teacher and bought towels at the supply and marketing cooperative.

Give the towels to the residents who need them, give the money from the tickets to the school teachers, and you can still keep some money for yourself.

Well, it’s similar to the model of future-generation purchasing.

The third uncle has become the purchasing agent expert in the compound.

It’s just that the residents have benefited from it, and no one will tell these things to others.

Now it's the end of the year and the residents have more tickets in their hands and no longer need to buy on behalf of others, so the third uncle set his sights on the pigeon market.

He got a large amount of tickets from his school teacher and planned to make a fortune.

Although Auntie felt there was a risk, she also knew Uncle's temper and could not persuade him any more, so she could only go back to the kitchen to get busy.

Li Aiguo returned home.

After dinner, he called Zhang Gangzhu to his home.

After handing over a cigarette, Li Aiguo said, "Gangzhu, go and notify all the members of the voluntary patrol team to gather at the small park next to the street at two o'clock tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Zhang Gangzhu immediately became interested.

"Captain, is there a mission on the street? What mission?"

"Chief of Staff Zhang, pay attention to discipline." Li Aiguo said in a deep voice, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

"Yes! I will let the team members keep it a secret!" Zhang Gangzhu's breathing was a little rapid at this time.

The neighborhood patrol team has never carried out a collective mission since its establishment, so they have to stand up now.

Zhang Gangzhu informed the members of the voluntary patrol team one by one of the news of the gathering tomorrow morning, and told them to keep it confidential.

People have a strong sense of confidentiality these days. As long as it is an order from the organization, they will not tell even their parents, wives and children.

The night gradually darkened and the courtyard fell into silence.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Li Aiguo yawned and got up from the bed.

Although he was very careful, he still alarmed Chen Xueru.

Chen Xueru picked up the watch on the bedside and looked at it, wondering, "Brother Aiguo, what are you doing so early?"

"Do something." Li Aiguo bent down and bit Chen Xueru's smooth forehead.

He put on a cloak, big leather boots, and a hat, wrapped himself tightly, and then put the pistol into his waist.

After finishing everything, Li Aiguo picked up a flashlight, opened the door and stepped into the cold wind.

(End of this chapter)