Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 192 The Agreement with Er Mazi

Silly Zhu left Xu Qing's house not long after.

Xu Damao yawned and left too.

Now, Xu Qing was urging his younger brothers and sisters to get off the kang and wash their feet, not daring to let them play around anymore.

The three little ones were also obedient, slipped down the kang, went to get their own footbaths, and then sat in the front room where the stove used to be, bending over to wash their feet.

As for the stove, in March, Xu Qing moved it outside the house and placed it.

Spring is here, the weather is getting warmer, there is no need to set up a stove in the house, and the consumption of briquettes will also drop sharply.

After the three little ones had washed their feet and got on the kang, Xu Qing took off his shoes, sat on the bench, and washed his feet comfortably. However, when he went out to pour the foot-washing water, he saw something in the courtyard outside the house. Why, it started to rain.

The rain was not heavy, but the momentum was not small. The crackling raindrops fell from the dark night, disturbing the tranquil courtyard for an instant.

When Xu Qing saw the dark second uncle's house, the lights were turned on again, and the second aunt and the second uncle ran out with their clothes on, and hurriedly cleaned up the things placed at the door of the house.

The light in Xu Damao's room had never been turned off, and it was still on at this moment, but no one came out.

Xu Qing wanted to remind him, but thought that Xu Damao might not come out to cover the bicycle with something, so he gave up the idea.

Because it was also raining before, Xu Qing specifically called Xu Damao, but in the end, Xu Damao was lying in the house except for answering through the window, indifferent to the bicycle parked at the door.

Moreover, the rain tonight came quickly and fiercely. Xu Damao must have heard it in the house. If he didn't come out by himself, Xu Qing knew that even if he called him, the bicycle would still get wet.

Of course, Xu Damao has this kind of heart, he is not like the third master, who regards the bicycle as extremely precious, and is afraid of the wind, the sun and the rain.

On the contrary, the bicycle was soaked in the rain. For Xu Damao, he didn't have to wash it by hand.

Xu Qing put the footbath back into the house, turned around and walked quickly outside the house, put the things at the door of the house, put them in the next room, so as not to get wet by the rain .

The three little ones lying on the kang heard the sound of rain outside, and all ran out to help the elder brother clean up.

After being busy for five or six minutes, Xu Qing took his younger siblings back to the room to sleep.

One night passed, and early in the morning, Xu Qing woke up, put on his clothes, and walked outside the house. He saw that the rain last night had been hastily withdrawn, leaving only the eaves. Occasionally, raindrops would fall on the ground and break into pieces. Water splashes everywhere.

Standing outside the door, Xu Qing took a deep breath of the fresh air full of moist water vapor, stretched his arms, took the key to the next room, scooped up a small bowl of millet, and took three more apples along the way, ready to When going out with the three little ones later, let them eat on the way.

Twenty minutes later, Xu Qing filled four bowls of millet porridge cooked in the kitchen, and asked the brothers and sisters who washed their faces and brushed their teeth to bring a bowl to the front room to eat.

Before leaving the house, Xu Qing asked his younger brother and sister who were carrying their schoolbags to get apples, while he grabbed an iron can in his hand. The four siblings went out of the house together and headed out of the courtyard.

Passing through the middle courtyard, Jia's Banggan saw the little girl, Xu Fengming and Xu Aiguo, each nibbling an apple.

I couldn't take my eyes off it for a moment, and my greedy teeth almost fell out.

However, last year's apples have lost their crispness and sweetness, and they don't taste very good.

It's a pity that Bangge doesn't know that he can't eat it himself, so he can only look at it with envy.

Silly Zhu came out of his room with sleepy eyes, obviously just got up from the kang, because the shoes on his feet were not put on properly, and he was buttoning his clothes as he walked.

But it doesn't hurt that he's wearing a vest underneath.

"Qingzi, good morning." Silly Zhu opened his mouth wide, walked to Xu Qing, kicked his toes on the wet ground twice, put on his shoes, reached out to take out a cigarette, handed Xu Qing one, together Into the front yard.

In the front yard, the third uncle had left long ago, because the bicycle that was cleaned and could brighten a blind person's eyes was not there.

At the entrance of the alley, Xu Qing separated from his younger brothers and sisters, and then walked along the street with Silly Zhu towards the factory.

The trees planted on both sides of the street are full of life, and their leaves look increasingly green after being washed by the rain.

And last winter, there was not a single leaf on the branches, and the branches were bare. The indescribably bleakness in the cold winter is now radiant.

The slogan on the wall was repainted a few days ago. After a night of rain, it looks redder and brighter now.

Silly Zhu smoked a cigarette and grinned: "Qingzi, brother, I'm going on a blind date this weekend. Do you think I should buy a pack of good cigarettes, put them on my body like Xu Damao, and pin a pen to my clothes? I'll take a look. Uncle don’t have a pen, it’s very stylish.”

Xu Qing turned to look at Shazhu, looked at it and said: "Don't buy cigarettes. It's okay to buy an outfit and a pen."

Silly Zhu reached out and touched his chin, nodded and said: "I definitely have to buy clothes, but I see that boy Xu Damao, every time he goes to the countryside to watch a movie, he puts a pack of peonies in his breast pocket. It should be good."

Xu Qing smiled and said: "Brother Da Mao, he is going to the countryside to get close to the people in the commune. If you go on a blind date, it doesn't mean you can't get the pack of cigarettes. If you want to get it, then you can get it."

Silly Zhu hummed, lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the iron jar in Xu Qing's hand, with surprise on his face.

"Qingzi, what are you doing with it?"

"Make a little thing."

Silly Zhu frowned and couldn't figure out what Xu Qing was going to do, so he didn't think about it.

After entering the factory, Xu Qing separated from Silly Zhu and walked towards his own office.

In the office, Wu Yuemei, Tian Zhongqing, Wei Shengli, and Qian Bing had already arrived.

Just as Xu Qing finished greeting them, Chen Guodong walked in from the outside.

After these two days of getting along, Xu Qing felt that the five of them were all pretty good.

Although we can't talk about knowing much, but at least we can chat together, which is always a good start.

After get off work at noon, Xu Qing finished his lunch in the cafeteria. Instead of wandering around the factory with Ma Jiefang, he took the tin can he brought in the morning and went directly to the third workshop to make a panda pendant with the clamp.

Er Mazi looked at it for a moment, opened his eyes wide, and felt a little incredible.

"Qingzi, you can do it. You also have this skill. Why didn't I notice it?"

Er Mazi picked up the panda pendant that Xu Qinggang had made, looked at it for a long time in the palm of his hand, and said: "This gadget looks quite cute and interesting. Qingzi, you can give it to my buddy. I can take it home and give it to my wife." "

After Er Mazi finished speaking with a playful smile, he was about to stuff it into his own pocket.

"Think beautifully!"

Xu Qing planned to give it to Jinghong, but Er Mazi could not let Er Mazi go. After snatching it away, he held it in his hand and said, "I like it, do it yourself, it's not like you don't know how to do it."

Er Mazi looked embarrassed and said, "Qingzi, buddy, I don't have any drawings. Please draw them for me so that I can follow the drawings."

Xu Qing gave Er Mazi a contemptuous look, "If you leave the drawings, you won't be able to do it anymore. How can you be a fitter?"

Er Mazi leaned against the clamp table, and said indifferently: "What's so embarrassing, it's just that you can't, there are so many first-level fitters in our factory, who dares to say that he can make parts without looking at the drawings, look at me Knock his dog's brains out."

After Er Mazi finished speaking, he grinned at Xu Qing and said, "It's different for a cadre like you. You have ink in your stomach, you have studied, and you dare to do it when you think about it in your head. I haven't studied for a few days. , no culture."

Xu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had no choice but to say: "Then you bring an iron can tomorrow, and I'll make one for you. I drew the blueprints, which are not as standardized as the technicians. You probably won't be able to follow them after reading it."

Er Mazi pouted and said: "Our workshop is full of iron, what can I get from home, it's not ready-made."

Xu Qing turned to look outside the workshop, then turned back to Er Mazi and said: "You are not afraid of being found out by the factory if you use things from the factory. I am also afraid that you will be punished. Just get an iron can from your house or something like that." , I’ll help you do it tomorrow.”

Er Mazi pondered for a while and said, "Okay, I'll bring an iron can from home tomorrow, we can make a deal, don't let me go."

Xu Qing was speechless, turned and left the third workshop, too lazy to chat with Er Mazi.

(End of this chapter)