Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 537 Pulling food in the morning

"Qingzi, you must be at home!"

Xu Damao opened the door directly and came in, bringing with him a blast of cold wind.

Seeing that it was him, Xu Qing responded: "Brother Damao, aren't you busy tonight?"

"Not busy," Xu Damao raised his hand to close the door, turned around and walked to sit next to Xu Qing. He held the cigarette in the corner of his mouth and said hello to Aiguo, Fengming and Ma Jiefang with his eyes. , then crossed his legs, faced Xu Qing and said:

"Qingzi, what happened to your motorcycle that was mentioned in the newspaper today?"

When Xu Qing saw Xu Damao coming over to ask this, he felt dumbfounded.

But he still explained: "Brother Damao, I held a lottery on New Year's Day last year. If someone won the first prize yesterday, I gave him the motorcycle."

Xu Damao snorted, took a puff of smoke and said:

"Qingzi, do you know? There is a lot of noise in the city today. When I was practicing my stall in Tiananmen Square, I could hear people holding newspapers talking about your motorcycle all day long."

Xu Qing smiled and said nothing.

Things are reported in the newspapers. In these days, no matter how big or small, they will attract attention.

It was known all over the city, and it was completely within his expectation.

It would be strange if it were not so.

In an era when information exchange was underdeveloped, newspapers were the most important media.

Reading newspapers is something that everyone must do every day.

Regardless of whether they are high-ranking officials or ordinary people working hard, as long as they are literate, they will pick up a newspaper and take a look.

Because of Xu Damao's arrival, Xu Qing stopped talking to his second and third brothers about what had just happened. It wasn't until Xu Damao sat down for a while that Qin Jingru called him back, and then he said to Ai Guo and Feng Ming who had finished eating:

"You two will be busy with your own business tomorrow. The grain station doesn't need your help. Jiefang and I can just go there."

Xu Aiguo and Xu Fengming looked at each other and nodded in unison after hearing their elder brother's words.

In the early morning, the window grilles were frozen on the windows, exactly the same as at this time in previous years.

When the weather gets cold, the glass will freeze.

Xu Qing woke up early as always, put on his clothes, opened the door, held the urinal, and walked out.

The courtyard was silent at this time. It was only around seven o'clock in the morning and it was just dawn.

When he walked out of the public toilet, he saw his second brother, who was patriotic, already wearing a velvet hat and a scarf. He was neatly dressed and carrying a black briefcase to leave the compound, and asked:

"Patriot, are you leaving so early?"

Xu Aiguo stopped and said: "Brother, the main factory asked several of our branch factory directors to meet at the main gate of the main factory on time at 8:30 in the morning. We can't go there early."

"Then you go slower on the road."

Xu Aiguo hummed and said, "Brother, I'm leaving. You can go back to the house and sleep for a while."

Xu Qing and his second brother chatted briefly in the middle courtyard and then went back to the backyard.

Xu Aiguo walked quietly outside the courtyard.

At this moment, the doors of the other houses in the compound were opened one after another, and people from each house walked out, carrying urinals to the public toilets.

When Xu Qing returned to his room in the backyard, Jinghong also woke up.

After a tiring day yesterday and a night's rest, she finally recovered her energy. While getting dressed, she said:

"Brother Qing, our grain station sold more than 10,000 kilograms of grain yesterday. I'm afraid the rest won't be enough to cope with this weekend. I just thought about it. How about we pull another cart from our suburban warehouse in the morning?" Just in case." Xu Qing lay on the edge of the kang, gently used his hands to tuck his sleeping daughter Qiaoxin, and his son Hongzhi into the corner of the quilt, and whispered:

"In this case, I will ride to the suburban warehouse now and ask Lao Wu to lead the workers to load a cart of grain and unload it into the grain station before nine o'clock."

Ma Jinghong arranged her black hair, sat on the kang and nodded.

Five minutes later, Xu Qing put on a scarf, gloves and hat, pushed the bicycle outside the door, and left the compound. After riding in the alley, he turned onto the street and headed straight out of the city.

As soon as he arrived at eight o'clock, he stood in front of the warehouse door of his grain station and said to Lao Wu, who was just about to turn on the machine to process grain:

"Old Wu, don't turn on the machine yet. Please hurry up and arrange for someone to load a cart of grain. It will be sent to the grain station later."

Old Wu looked puzzled and said:

"Shopkeeper, didn't you personally take someone to deliver a cart to the grain station the afternoon before yesterday? It's only been a day and you are delivering it again. Is it possible?"

Xu Qing waved his hand to stop, not allowing Old Wu to continue speaking, and said:

"Old Wu, just hurry up and make arrangements. It's the weekend, don't you understand?"

Lao Wu immediately stopped saying anything and nodded to express his understanding. He turned around and called a few workers. When the truck carrying grain arrived, he quickly arranged to move the grain out and load it.

The sky was completely bright at this time, and the twilight of dawn appeared from the east along with the morning light.

Er Mazi was riding his bicycle, wrapped in a military coat, and came swaying over. Seeing that Xu Qing was ahead of him, he gently pressed the brake and stopped on the bicycle lane:

"Qingzi, it's the weekend, why did you come here so early?"

The weather was cold and biting. Xu Qing stood outside the warehouse, his legs slightly numb from the cold, and said to Er Mazi:

"Business at the grain station was good yesterday, and we sold a lot. We have to pull another cart early this morning."

Er Mazi jumped off the bicycle, pushed the heavy parking rack hard with his right foot, parked the bicycle next to him and said:

"Qingzi, there's no need for you to come over early in the morning for such a small matter. You had to tell me before get off work last night and I'll take care of it this morning."

Xu Qing took out his cigarettes with a smile, handed one to Er Mazi and said:

"I don't know what happened yesterday. My wife only told me about it when she got home last night."

Er Mazi took the cigarette, took out the lighter and lit it, said yes, took two puffs to ward off the cold and said:

"Qingzi, you said it's so expensive to install a telephone now. If it were cheaper, I would install one at home. If you have any questions, just call me and I will help you. It will save you money. Such an early trip."

Xu Qing smiled and said nothing. The weather was so cold that he didn't want to speak.

However, Er Mazi's words reminded him of the convenience of contacting future generations.

Everyone has a mobile phone and can dial a number without having to transfer it.

But it’s not possible these days. There are no mobile phones, and even Big Brother hasn’t been released yet. It will take another seven or eight years to have one.

Er Mazi's idea is quite good.

The problem is that even if Big Brother comes out in a few years, it will not be affordable for ordinary people.

Xu Qing's thoughts wandered for a moment, and when he was aroused by the cold wind howling in the distance, he immediately retracted his thoughts and faced Er Mazi and said:

"Brother Mazi, take care of the warehouse and the meat factory today. There are many people buying grain at the grain station on weekends. I will go back to the city later to watch the grain being unloaded, and then I will help at the grain station, but I can't come over."

Er Mazi was holding a cigarette in his mouth, stamping his feet, leaning forward and saying:

"Qingzi, no problem, just work at the grain station."

When Xu Qing heard Er Mazi's words, he turned his head and glanced at the truck, glanced twice, lowered his head and looked at the radar watch on his wrist. He saw it was 8:15, so he waited again.

When the truck was full of grain, he put the bicycle on it, asked the five workers to sit on it, and headed back to the city together.

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(End of this chapter)