Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 21 'Chat'
Seeing Xu Damao coming, Xu Qing raised his head, chewed the potato cubes in his mouth, and asked vaguely:
"Brother Damao, is something wrong?"

"Hey, I'm fine, I just came over to talk to you." Xu Damao took a bite of the cornbread pinched in his left hand, took two mouthfuls of vegetables, and then said: "By the way, the bicycle ticket you mentioned last time, how's it going?"

Xu Qing saw that Xu Damao seemed to be talking casually and didn't care, as if he was just chatting and mentioning it casually.

But Xu Qing already guessed in his heart that Xu Damao came to him for this matter.

After all, according to Xu Damao's temperament, he would never take the initiative to chat with someone for no reason. Of course, except for one possibility, the other party is a woman!
Xu Qing stopped the chopsticks in his hand, thinking that he would divide the bicycle ticket into two. Although he could only divide a small part each time, it was a little slower, but it was only a matter of time before the division was successful.

After thinking for a while, Xu Qing looked at Xu Damao and said:

"Brother Da Mao, the tickets are almost ready. I don't know how you are doing?"

When Xu Damao heard this, he turned to look at Xu Qing. He immediately took back the steamed bun that had just been brought to his mouth. He looked around and asked hurriedly:

"Have you got the tickets?"

"almost."

"Okay, I'll get off work in the afternoon, and I'll help you do some research. But it's approaching the end of the year, so I'm afraid it's hard to tell."

Xu Qing remained dubious about the second half of Xu Damao's words.

It stands to reason that as the New Year is approaching, there will be less people wanting bicycle tickets than usual during this festival, but it is not impossible.

Rich people naturally don't care about these things. If they can get a ticket and buy a bicycle before the new year, wouldn't it be more honorable to go out on a brand new bicycle in front of relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year.

Xu Qing saw that Xu Damao left first after finishing his meal hastily, and hurriedly finished the cornbread in his hand in two bites, and wanted to leave the cafeteria.

On a very cold day, the spacious cafeteria was as cold as an ice cellar. It was fine in summer, but now it was winter, and the feeling of being cold and freezing was not pleasant at all.

Although he had warmed up a bit after lunch, his feet had remained motionless just now, and now they were slightly numb from the cold.

In this era without heating, winter is really miserable.

Xu Qing moved a little bit, then stood up and scooped up a bowl of rice soup. He didn't care how much rice was in the soup, and while it was hot, he picked up the bowl and poured it into his stomach.

Two corn buns, a bowl of stewed potatoes with white radish, and a bowl of hot rice soup.

It doesn't matter whether you hold her or not, her stomach will always be rounded.

As for whether there are rice worms in the rice soup, it is even more irrelevant. These days, if you have something to eat and drink, you will be content without starving to death. Who cares about that.

Even if there is, it has been boiled in the pot for an hour or two, and it has already been cooked and turned into protein, which can be swallowed into the stomach and can be used as an extra meal.

After walking out of the cafeteria, Xu Qing, like other workers who had finished their meal, braved the heavy snow and the biting cold wind and hurried back to the workshop.

In the third workshop, Er Mazi had finished eating early and came back one step ahead of everyone else.

Xu Qing stood at the door of the workshop, stamping off the snow stuck to his shoes, and as soon as he entered the workshop, he saw Er Mazi leaning against the corner, with his hands in the sleeves of his cotton jacket, and a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, smoking.

Er Mazi's surname is Diao and his name is De Er. He doesn't have a pockmark on his face. He is thin and not short at 1.7 meters.The reason why he has such a nickname is because he is the second eldest brother in the family. His eldest brother has pockmarks on his face, so others call him eldest brother Pockmarked and second brother Pockmarked.

Er Mazi was in the third workshop. Naturally, he was also a fitter, but he came to the factory a few years before Xu Qing. During his apprenticeship, his master was Yi Zhonghai.

Originally, when Xu Qing entered the factory, the factory also planned to arrange for Yi Zhonghai to take Xu Qing.

First of all, Xu Qing came to the factory for the first time and did not understand all aspects of the factory. Considering that Yi Zhonghai and Xu Qing lived in the same compound, he wanted Yi Zhonghai to take him with him. During the time, we also became familiar with each other. Whether at work or after work, Yi Zhonghai could also help take care of him.

Secondly, Yi Zhonghai is also an old man in the factory, and his fitter skills are quite good. Like Xu Qing's current master, Lao Zhang, he is an eighth-level fitter.

They are all experienced masters who have many apprentices in the factory.

But Yi Zhonghai shirked it.

As for the reason, Xu Qing was not in front of him at the time, so he didn't know about it. He also heard about it from others later.

But Xu Qing doesn't care who leads him. As the old saying goes, the master leads the door, and cultivation depends on the individual.

The master is just a guide. As for whether he can eat this bowl of rice in the future and whether he can eat well, it all depends on his own ability.

If you have the ability to serve a good job, if you are incompetent, if you fail, it is because you are not good at learning, and you can't blame others.

Xu Qing knew this truth very early on, so since Yi Zhonghai didn't want to take him with him, Xu Qing wouldn't rush to let him teach him.

It's not that there is no vinegar, so I don't eat dumplings anymore!

At this time, there were only Er Mazi and Xu Qing in the third workshop, and the others had not returned yet.

Er Mazi rubbed his body against the wall, stretched out his right hand from the sleeve of the padded jacket, pinched the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, flicked off the ash, pointed at Xu Qing for the cigarette case on the ground beside him.

"Get it yourself. My cigarettes only cost eight cents. I don't have any cigarettes. If you look down on me, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Xu Qing walked up to Er Mazi, sat next to him, picked up the cigarette case with his backhand and shook out a cigarette, without grabbing a match, reached out and snatched the cigarette butt from the corner of Er Mazi's mouth, and put it back after facing the fire.

Xu Qing also smoked cigarettes before he came to this world. At first, he was curious, then he became a habit, and then he became annoyed and lonely, and finally, he became an annoyance again.

Now, Xu Qing feels that he is neither used to it, nor curious, nor lonely, but 'annoyed'!
Because there are three little ones waiting for him at home.

As the eldest brother, he has to work hard to make money!

The only fortunate thing is that there are only three younger siblings, fortunately not many.

If we were like Ma Jiefang's family or Master Zhang's family, we would have seven or eight brothers and sisters.

Xu Qing felt that he was selling iron and blood, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to maintain.

After get off work in the afternoon.

Xu Qing saw Xu Damao riding a bicycle, braved the heavy snow, and went out towards the gate of the factory in no time.Just like a rabbit in the snow, he ran there quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Silly Zhu, Qin Huairu and Liu Haizhong walked together for some reason, when they saw Xu Qing, they called to go back together.

Xu Qing didn't refuse, and left the factory with the three of them, walked along the street, braved the snow and went back to the compound.

It has been snowing all day long. It has been snowing since Xu Qing went out in the morning, and it has hardly stopped for a quarter of an hour.

The new snow pressed the old snow, covering layer by layer, making the chill a little bit more than the previous few days.

When the four returned to the compound, they all became snowmen.

Xu Qing didn't care about patting the snow on his body, so he ran all the way from the front yard and rushed back to the back yard cautiously.

　Ask for collection! ! !Ask for a recommendation ticket! ! !
　　


(End of this chapter)