Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 442

Xu Qing suddenly groaned secretly in his heart when he saw his daughter-in-law Jing Hong, her face cold, her eyes cold, and she was interrogating him again.

He and Chen Xiufang really have nothing to do with each other.

What can we have? We are just acquaintances, from the same university, with the same major, that's all.

Personal communication, yes, but not much.

Workers, peasants and soldiers college students who are not at the same level do not attend classes together.

In addition, when Xu Qing was studying at University, he spent most of his time with Jiefang and Shazhu. Even if he met Chen Xiufang, he rarely met alone.

It is true that Chen Xiufang is outstanding in appearance, versatile, lively and cheerful, and has many suitors.

But Xu Qingzhen is not among them.

Because there is no need, the person he is married to has a daughter-in-law, Jinghong.

In terms of talent, Jinghong was top-notch in the art troupe back then.

How can she compare to Chen Xiufang, an amateur?

Furthermore, Ma Jinghong's figure is not comparable to Chen Xiufang's.

Although in the eyes of most workers, peasants and soldiers students at that time, Chen Xiufang was the most beautiful girl among the female students in the school.

However, Xu Qing never had the slightest thought about Chen Xiufang.

On the one hand, the situation in previous years was quite chaotic.

Everyone is in danger, everyone's spirit is tense, and they are cautious and cautious in everything they do.

I'm afraid that one day, when I open my eyes, I will become the target of being beaten.

On the other hand, Xu Qing and Ma Jinghong were in a relationship, and even later when they got married.

Ma Jinghong was the pillar of the art troupe at that time.

If Xu Qing was a mountain climber, marrying such an outstanding wife as Ma Jinghong would be like standing on the top of the mountain.

For Chen Xiufang, who is only halfway up the mountain, it is strange that she can be interested.

The most important thing is that Xu Qing doesn't like messing around with men and women.

It's Xu Damao who likes that, not him.

But at this moment, Xu Qing really didn't know how to explain to his wife.

Looking at Jing Hong's unkind eyes, Xu Qing couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

The four cats in the grain station squatted on the counter next to Ma Jinghong, their eyes widened, and they also looked at Xu Qing curiously.

Xu Qing was about to cry but had no tears. He was about to open his mouth to tell Jinghong that nothing happened between him and Chen Xiufang, but at this moment.

Silly Zhu and Yan Jiecheng, riding bicycles, suddenly came to the grain station.

"Qingzi, I heard the third aunt told the people in the courtyard that you bought a motorcycle today, where do you keep it?"

Silly Zhu walked in from outside the dark grain station, holding the eight-cent economic cigarette he was used to smoking. When he saw Xu Qing, he opened his mouth and asked.

When Ma Jinghong saw people coming from the compound, she glared at Xu Qing and let him go for now.

After all, Xu Qing is her husband, and she has to save him face in front of the people in the courtyard.

You can't embarrass your own man.

As a woman, Ma Jinghong knows how to distinguish between occasions.

She is very sensible!
Xu Qing escaped by chance. When he saw that Jinghong didn't ask him any more, he took out the peony cigarette in his cotton-padded jacket pocket and handed one to Shazhu. He opened his mouth and was about to say that the motorcycle was placed outside the grain station.

Yan Jiecheng, who was parking his bicycle before entering the grain station, was the first to shout:
"Silly Zhu, your eyes are just for venting your anger. The motorcycle is parked outside. Please take out the flashlight and shine it."

Before Silly Zhu came from the compound just now, he took the flashlight from his room in the middle courtyard, but on the way there, he used the street light without turning it on and heard Yan Jiecheng shouting outside the grain station.

Silly Zhu took the cigarette from Xu Qing, quickly turned on the flashlight in his hand, turned around and went out.

Xu Qing followed the others out, while Ma Jinghong cleaned up the counter by herself so that she could close the shop and go home later.

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark outside. Under the dark night sky, the cold winter wind kept blowing.

Xu Qinghe stood in front of Hangmai's motorcycle, and under the illumination of Shazhu's flashlight, he also handed a cigarette to Yan Jiecheng, who was wearing a scarf and white gloves.

Yan Jiecheng took the cigarette and used the flashlight beam in Shazhu's hand to look at the motorcycle attentively for a while, then came back to his senses and exhaled:

"Qingzi, you are so stupid. You bought the motorcycle as soon as you said you wanted to. That's awesome!"

After Yan Jiecheng raised his thumb, he shrank up, raised his hand and snatched the lit cigarette from the corner of Si Zhu's mouth. After pointing it at the fire, he gave it back to Si Zhu, stamped his feet that were numb from the cold, and puffed on the cigarette. road:

"Qingzi, how about we go back to the compound later and let my buddy ride your motorcycle?"

Xu Qing shook his head without any hesitation.

"Brother Xie Cheng, the light is not good at night. If you want to ride during the day, feel free!"

Xu Qing is not as petty as the third uncle Yan Bugui. Motorcycles are quite expensive, but anyone in the courtyard who wants to ride one will not hold it back.

Yan Jiecheng still said: "Qingzi, isn't this stupid Zhu coming over with a flashlight? It's okay."

A man is a boy until he dies.

Yan Jiecheng and Shazhu were both in their thirties, even older than Xu Qing.

Seeing the motorcycle, both of them were fascinated.

How could Yan Jiecheng wait until daytime to ride again.

But Xu Qing still insisted, "Brother Xie Cheng, let's do it during the day!"

Xu Qing's tone was tough and he would not allow Yan Jiecheng to beg any more.

It's late at night, what if something happens if Yan Jiecheng rides out?
Yan Jiecheng didn't care about the new motorcycle he bought, but Xu Qing couldn't care less about it.

750 yuan, not cheap.

There are not many cars in Sijiucheng. If Yan Jiecheng rides out and crashes, it will be difficult to repair.

Also, Xu Qing and Yan Jiecheng have a normal relationship.

As for the reason, it is Yan Jie's poor character.

Xu Qing didn't want to have a close relationship with him.

If it weren't for the sake of being in a large courtyard, Yan Jiecheng wouldn't be able to ride during the day!

Silly Zhu didn't say anything, but in fact he wanted to ride it even more than Yan Jiecheng did.

I have never ridden or touched it, I have only seen it on TV and in movies, so how could I not want to give it a try?

But Shazhu knew that if Yan Jiecheng didn't come with him today, it would definitely be okay for him to speak to Qingzi.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Back when Xu Qing was alone in difficult times, he took care of his younger brothers and sisters, and when the four brothers and sisters were struggling to survive in the compound, Si Zhu and Yu Yu did not hide away like other families, but took the initiative to reach out. To lend a helping hand.

This friendship cannot be equaled by ten motorcycles.

Silly Zhu spoke, even if it was at night, Xu Qing would not say no.

But Silhu didn't say anything, and Xu Qing didn't take the initiative to mention it.

Who let Yan Jiecheng be here?After Ma Jinghong tidied up the grain station, she carried ten kilograms of white noodles and twenty kilograms of stick noodles with her hands wrapped in a scarf and woolen gloves. After she came out, she put them on the ground, closed the door, and said to Silly Zhu:
"Brother Silly Zhu, here are the thirty kilograms of noodles you asked for last night. I packed them for you."

Silly Zhu turned his head to look, put the cigarette in his hand in his mouth, bent down to pick up two noodle bags, tied them together, raised his hand and put it on his bicycle and said:

"Jinghong, Qingzi, thank you. The money and tickets will be sent to your home when your salary is paid this month."

Xu Qing helped his daughter-in-law Jinghong, looked at the grain station locked with a big iron lock, and said:
"Hey, it's okay, Brother Silly Zhu. Whenever you have it, you can give it to me again."

Yan Jiecheng saw that Xu Qing had given Sha Zhu some money on credit, but he didn't say a word in front of him again.

Xu Qing gave credit to everyone in the courtyard.

Yan Jiecheng has been doing a lot of credit in the past six months or so.

Being in a large courtyard, Xu Qing was not in a hurry.

Anyway, they are all well-informed people, and they live in a large compound, so they are not afraid of not being given anything.

As for Silly Zhu, the relationship between Xu Qing and his family is there.

Even if Si Zhu had no money this year, Xu Qing would not ask for it.

Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew up on the street, carrying waves of chill and roaring continuously.

Xu Qing stamped his feet, rubbed his hands, and rode the motorcycle, asking his wife Jinghong to sit firmly.

Just like Si Zhu who was riding a bicycle with Yan Jie Cheng, the four of them walked back along the street towards the compound.

There are no buses at this point on the street, and the last one returned to the station 15 minutes ago.

Xu Qing was not riding his motorcycle very fast, and the weather was colder at night than during the day.

Riding too fast will make people unable to bear the cold.

Silly Zhu pedaled his bicycle hard and kept chasing Xu Qing, but he still couldn't catch him.

Yan Jiecheng sat in the back and said with a look of disgust:

"Silly Zhu, you should hurry up, Qingzi and Jinghong are gone."

Shazhu held the cold bicycle handlebars with both hands and pedaled hard with his legs. Hearing Yan Jiecheng's complaints, he squeezed the brake and parked the bicycle on the side of the road. He turned over and got off the bike, turned around and grinned:
"Hey, Yan Jiecheng, what's wrong with you kid riding on my bike? You still have a big opinion, right? If I had known, I would have let you ride your old man's bike. Qingzi's motorcycle is the same as a car. Give me a The foot oil ran away by itself. Can I catch up with my two legs?
How about you come and ride? ! "

Silly Zhu is in the courtyard, having trouble dealing with Xu Damao, and Yan Jiecheng, who likes to play tricks, is no better.

Yan Jiechen originally wanted to jump out of the back seat and replace him.

But then I thought about it, it was so cold at night, how could I feel comfortable sitting in the back while riding a bicycle? I immediately apologized to Silly Zhu with a smile and said: "Silly Zhu, you didn't say anything, let's go quickly, it's too cold tonight. .”

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was no longer talking to him in vain, Silly Zhu stepped across the beam again, rode his bicycle, and headed back to the courtyard under the cover of night.

However, Shazhu and Yan Jiecheng were not halfway through their trip.

Xu Qing, who was riding a motorcycle, had turned into the alley of his compound with Jinghong.

The roar of motorcycles echoed in the deserted alley.

There is no way, the motorcycles these days are not sophisticated in all aspects of craftsmanship.

The exhaust pipe is loud.

It was still night, and as soon as Xu Qing entered the alley, the entire compound and the people living in the alley next door could hear it.

At this time, Yan Bugui, who was in the front yard, heard the sound coming from the alley into the courtyard. He hurriedly sat up from the hot bed in his house, put on a blue cotton-padded jacket and went out of the house, wanting to take a look at Xu. Qing’s motorcycle.

As soon as he came back from get off work in the afternoon, the third aunt told him that Xu Qing bought a motorcycle.

This made him envious.

When Sha Zhu and Yan Jie rode bicycles together to visit the grain station, the third uncle wanted to follow them.

However, he was already several decades old, so he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Just sit at home and wait for Xu Qing to come back.

When I heard the sound of a motorcycle at this moment, I naturally wanted to take a look.

Xu Qing and Jing Hong pushed a motorcycle together and just entered the compound. Yan Bugui, who was standing at the door of the house, came forward with a smile and said:

"Xiaoqing, did you buy a motorcycle?"

As Yan Bugui spoke, he lowered his head and looked at the motorcycle through the light of the house where Yu Li and Yan Jiecheng lived.

Xu Qing saw Yan Bugui coming over and said with a smile:
"I need it for business, there's nothing I can do about it."

Yan Bugui responded: "That is, you are now running a grain station, collecting grain yourself, your business has grown, and you have become a boss. Yes, you need a motorcycle."

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, his eyes hidden behind the lenses were still full of envy. He raised his head and said:
"As the saying goes, people rely on their clothes, and Buddhas rely on their gold. Xiaoqing, you bought the right motorcycle. When you go out to do errands, and someone sees you riding it, they will know that you are the boss without saying anything."

Xu Qing smiled and thought to himself: "The third uncle is really the third uncle, he can say such beautiful things."

at the same time.

Yi Zhonghai in the middle courtyard and Liu Haizhong in the backyard walked to the front yard.

Standing in front of Xu Qing, looking at the motorcycle, the two stewards, like Yan Bugui, were stunned and had envy on their faces.

The motorcycles that appeared in the National Day military parade are now in my own compound.

How can I not be excited.

Although it had nothing to do with them, there was a motorcycle in the compound, and their faces were bright when they went out to chat with people.

When Yu Li took her daughter and three aunts out of their respective houses, Xu Aiguo, Qin Jingru, Bang Gang, and Qin Huairu came to the front yard from the backyard and middle yard.

Xu Aiguo didn't come specifically to see the motorcycle, but to pick up his eldest brother Xu Qing and his sister-in-law Jinghong.

Of course, he also wanted to see the new motorcycle his elder brother bought.

He succeeded his eldest brother as the director of the fifth factory. He was usually driven to and from get off work by drivers from the factory.

He didn't need to buy a motorcycle, but he had never touched this new thing before. When he saw it now, he felt really good.

It's compact and looks bulkier than a bicycle, but it doesn't require anyone to pedal, so it's a good thing.

Banggan stood next to Qin Huairu, not daring to come too forward. He fell in love with it after just one glance. His fiery eyes were gleaming in the cold night. He touched his head with his right hand and looked at Xu Qing and said:

"Uncle Xu Qing, can you lend me a ride sometime?"

As a new generation of young people in the compound, Bangge has great enthusiasm and curiosity for new things.

Xu Qing heard Bangge asking him, patted the motorcycle and said, "Okay, when you want to borrow it, remember to let me know in advance."

Hearing this, Bangge nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Uncle Xu Qing, I'll say hello to you when I need it."

Xu Qing nodded and asked his wife Jinghong to go back to the backyard for dinner while he stood in the front yard and chatted with everyone for a while.

When Silhu and Yan Jiecheng returned to the compound, there was no one in the front yard, except for the lights on the third uncle's house and Yu Li's house in the dark night.

It's cold and freezing at night in winter.

Xu Qing pushed his motorcycle back to the backyard with his second brother Aiguo, Qin Jingru, Banggen, and second uncle Liu Haizhong.

People in the front yard and middle yard also went back to their homes.

Silly Zhu didn't chat with Yan Jiecheng in the front yard. He pushed his bicycle into the middle yard and stopped at the door of his house. He didn't even go back home. He walked straight towards Xu Qing's house in the backyard with a cigarette in his mouth.

(End of this chapter)