Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 27 It's Done
Xu Qing saw Xu Damao riding a bicycle, and soon disappeared in the snow flying all over the sky.

Alone, slowly walking towards the gate of the factory.

Xu Qing was not afraid that Xu Damao would take the bicycle ticket and swallow it all by himself.

After all, they all live in the same compound.

Even if Xu Damao is gone forever, his house is still in the backyard and his job is still in the factory.

Therefore, Xu Qing didn't think there was anything to worry about.

Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu walked together again at this moment, when they saw Xu Qing, they hurriedly said hello,
Xu Qing turned around and saw Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu, waited for a while, and then the three went out of the factory together.

At the gate of the factory, the workers were scrambling to leave. On the one hand, they were anxious to go home, and on the other hand, they did not want to stay longer because of the raging wind and snow.

Coupled with the cold weather, if you don't pay attention, you will catch a cold. How can you be comfortable in a warm room.

Xu Qing, Sha Zhu, and Qin Huairu left the factory, walked along the street, and quickly returned to the compound.

There are fewer pedestrians on the street than yesterday, and none of the vendors on the roadside can be seen. There were still there yesterday, but today is another day of heavy snow. The people setting up the stalls may not have left their stalls, or they may have closed their stalls early. There are only a few shops along the street. The shop is still open.

The best business now is the bicycle repair shop. In winter, the probability of the car breaking down is higher than usual. Xu Qing glanced sideways and could see three or four bicycles at the door, waiting for repairs. Either the rims were broken, or the car The gate line broke, or something else.

Xu Qing tightened his cotton-padded jacket, thinking to himself, opening a car repair shop these days seems like a pretty good thing. Although the technical content of car repair is not very high, it is almost hard work, but it is difficult to support the family. Not a problem either.

After all, in this era, there are no electric vehicles and few cars, so bicycles are the main and popular means of transportation.

However, Xu Qing just thought about it. He had already entered the factory to work, so it was obviously impossible to start a new one.And even if you want to do it, you have to carefully select the site and find a better shop, and the flow of people must be large.Secondly, the tools for car repair have to be purchased, which will cost a lot of money.After all, there is no real reason to come to work in the factory.

When they returned to the compound, a layer of snow had fallen on Xu Qing and the others, like three snowmen.

Xu Qing went back to the backyard while patting the snow off his body.

Entering the backyard, Xu Qing saw that the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, had already come back one step ahead. He was standing in the yard, holding the wooden ladder with both hands, and asked his two sons to stand on it, sweeping the accumulated roof with a bamboo broom Snow.

Holding a rolling pin and wearing an apron around her waist, the second aunt stood at the door of the house, raised her head, and stared worriedly at the two sons on the ladder, for fear of any mistakes.

After Xu Qing took a look, he turned around and looked at his roof. Fortunately, the snow on his roof wasn't too much, but it wasn't too much.

But Xu Qing wasn't in a hurry to clean up, the snow was still falling, and when the day passed, the snow stopped, and when the weather was fine, it wouldn't be too late to clean up.

After walking to the door in two steps, Xu Qing opened the door and went back.

There was a stove in the room, it was warm, and the three little ones were there too, Xu Qing walked up to him, leaned over to have a look, saw that the three little ones were doing their homework quietly, so he didn't bother him, took off his scarf, Hanging next to the stove, turned around and entered the kitchen.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Xu Qing and San Xiaozhi were sitting in the room just after dinner when they heard Xu Damao riding a bicycle back to the courtyard.

Xu Qing got off the kang, stepped on cotton shoes, and walked out of the room.

Seeing Xu Damao coming back wearing snow in his cloak, his blushing face was filled with joy, knowing that the matter was over.

"Come on, come to my house." Xu Damao slammed his bicycle, put it on the door of the house, and pushed the door open while patting the snow on his body.

Xu Qing stepped into the room, Xu Damao walked up to the edge of the kang, pulled off the scarf, threw it beside the stove, reached out and took out a handful of big union, put it on the kang, and walked away from it with a happy face. He took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Xu Qing, and said:
"It's done, and the money is here."

Xu Qing walked up to him, grabbed the money, and counted it in his hand, 93 yuan, no more, no less.

Xu Damao sat on the edge of the Kang, crossed his legs and said:

"Brother, have I done this for you openly?!"

Xu Qing nodded and sat aside, also smoking a cigarette.

Xu Damao put the cigarette in his hand in the corner of his mouth, and while sucking, he reached out to pick up the money that Xu Qing put back on the kang, counted out 15 yuan, and handed the rest to Xu Qing.

"My hard-earned money will be taken first, and you take the rest."

Xu Qing took the money and put his hand into the pocket of his cotton jacket.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Damao said: "Qingzi, if there are such large tickets to sell in the future, please contact me, brother, I promise to help you sell them at a good price!"

Xu Qing didn't show any expression on his face, but he felt a little dumbfounded in his heart. Such large tickets are so easy to get, and they are not food stamps. They can be found everywhere.

Take the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant as an example. Xu Qing has also been working for half a year. I heard from people in the factory that this year, there are only eleven bicycle tickets in the factory. It is conceivable that there are many bicycle tickets It's tense and scarce, and it's probably the same in other places.

Xu Qing hummed, stayed in Xu Damao's room for a while, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then got up to leave.

Back in his room, Xu Qing saw the three little ones lying on the kang, and the three little heads were reading comic books together, so he picked up the kettle on the stove, threw two coal balls into the stove, and then went into the kitchen .

Sitting on the bench in front of the kitchen stove, Xu Qing took out the money and put it together with the four yuan he got from the food stamps sold last time.

The 78 yuan this time, plus the four yuan and two last time, and the ten or so yuan accumulated before, can be almost 90 yuan.

And this is Xu Qing's entire belongings.

Xu Qing looked down at the money in his hand, and secretly felt that not only did he not have to worry about the Chinese New Year this year, but in the spring of next year, the school fees for the three little ones would also be paid.

The tuition fee is not too much these days, but there are three people in the family going to school, and the tuition fees for the three little ones add up to 23 yuan.

It almost caught up with Xu Qing's monthly salary.

But now, Xu Qing doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

However, ten yuan was thrown out of it, and Xu Qing was going to give his old classmate Ma Jiefang.

Anyway, the original ticket was provided by Ma Jiefang.

It's just that Xu Qing thought about it for a while, and felt that something was a little wrong. In a week, he paid back the ticket by himself, and he paid an extra ten yuan. It's troublesome.

After rearranging the thoughts in his mind, Xu Qing decided that it would be better to give five yuan when returning the ticket tomorrow. After all, there is no great unity, so it is too conspicuous.

　Ask for collection! ! !Ask for a recommendation ticket! ! !Ask for a monthly pass! ! !
　　Regarding the tuition fee, I checked the information and found that it was not a random nonsense. Around 61, there were four children in the family: high, junior, and young. According to the records of people who lived at that time, the tuition fee was 30 yuan.

　　
　
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