I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 308 Did you encounter any difficulties?

Qin Huairu came back from the courtyard on his bicycle. When he saw Liu Lan who was in a state of despair, he couldn't help but think of the last time Liu Lan helped her in an emergency.

Therefore, now she also wants to repay the favor and help Liu Lan once. However, I had no idea how to help her. I could only get off the bicycle, push the car and walk to Liu Lan and ask her: "How is it? Have things changed?"

Liu Lan forced a smile, shook her head, and said to Qin Huairu, "It's okay. Just go to the suburban county. It's just a little more troublesome, but it doesn't make much difference."

Qin Huairu couldn't help but ask: "Isn't your relationship very good? Why did it suddenly become like this?"

Liu Lan raised her eyes and looked at Qin Huairu. She bit her lip, then looked around, and then asked Qin Huairu in a low voice: "Do you have anything to do with Factory Director Li?"

Qin Huairu's eyes widened in shock at Liu Lan's words, and she said unhappily: "What are you talking about? How can I have anything to do with him?"

Liu Lan curled her lips and said: "Don't think I can't tell. He has already had your idea. If I hadn't appeared in time the first two times, what might have happened? I can't guard you every day. You are so big. A factory director, who knows?”

Because of her current situation, Liu Lan's words inevitably brought out a lot of resentment.

Qin Huairu wanted to help her, but when she heard Liu Lan say something like this, she felt very unhappy: "Why do I have anything to do with Director Li? It's his business to make decisions, and I won't talk to him." Pull it on."

After Qin Huairu's father left, it didn't take long for things like Qinjia Village to slowly become more lively, and many brigades in the suburbs of Beijing started similar actions. I heard from people one after another that they found out many things that harmed the public, enriched themselves, and abused their power.

This question stumped everyone. Qinjia Village has neither mountains nor water, so there is nothing of value. If you want to go to the free market to exchange things, you have no money.

The militia captain said: "Yes, there are quite a few. But the mountain goods in people's hands also know how to go to the market to exchange for food, so what will it do to us?"

The accountant said: "Aren't the villages in the commune next door all close to the mountains? They must have mountain goods there, right?"

Qin Huairu was a little angry at Liu Lan's words, and her sympathy was exhausted. She didn't want to talk to her anymore. She pushed her bicycle towards the carport, locked the car, and went directly back to the kitchen of the first cafeteria.

"Look at your strong tone of voice. If the factory manager doesn't get his way, you won't be afraid of being made trouble at every turn and wearing your shoes."

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There is an accountant from the brigade in the commune next door, who has gone to eat free steamed bread because he cannot make up for the losses. To be honest, in the nearby communes, there are not many people who actually do dirty things. Most of the time, they dig in to make up for the difficulties in order to survive the difficult days.

"What can I exchange for it?"

The militia captain said: "Now, there are many free markets that are open, and you can take things there and exchange them for food."

As a result, I didn't expect that this gust of wind would come during the lean years. I gritted my teeth and endured it. Good times were coming in a few months. Who would have thought that this would happen suddenly. I heard that their entire team of co-signers were not saved. It can be seen how determined the higher authorities are this time.

Now that the Qinjiacun brigade has passed this level, the accountant is very happy, but Lao Qin, the brigade party secretary, has no relaxed expression on his face. He smoked the pipe and the pot until he finished the last puff of cigarette, then he took a breath and said with a long sigh: "This matter is over, but before the autumn harvest, how did the village live? Now, Every household is in debt, and it would be ridiculous to go through all the difficult years and then end up starving people and causing problems."

Qin Huairu said in her heart, I'm not afraid, I can go to Song Wu. But she would not say this to Liu Lan. She just smiled lightly and said, "I'm not afraid of him anyway."

Qinjiacun brigade headquarters. The working group stayed in Qinjiacun for two or three days. Just after seeing them off, the team members finally let out a long sigh of relief. "This hurdle is finally over." The brigade accountant said happily, holding the cigarette he rolled in his mouth.

There was nothing wrong with what he said, and everyone sighed in unison, feeling that this level might not be easy to pass.

The accountant thought for a while and then said: "Actually, we all know that it is difficult to exchange food for food in the market. Although life has been better, after all, we are still in the lean season, and food is still a valuable thing. There is a shortage everywhere.”

Qin Huairu's father suddenly felt something in his heart. He put down his pipe and pot and said, "If we have a channel in our hands and can get food, we can dump it from there. Even if we can get less food, we can always earn some for the people in our village." Just use it so that we can get through this difficult time."

After hearing his words, everyone's eyes lit up, but soon they all sighed in unison. There is nothing wrong with this, but the key is where to find channels. Qin Huairu's father lit the smoked milk pot again. After smoking for a while, the whole room was so full of smoke that almost no one could be seen. Finally, he made up his mind, knocked the finished pipe pot on the table leg, wiped his mouth and said, "I'll go into the city again tomorrow to see if I can find a way out."

Today, Song Wu rode a tricycle to collect scraps and collected a bunch of wood. Originally, he had no intention of asking for it, but it was really difficult for the family to find a large yard empty. It seemed that those who should take action had already been vacated. There is nothing that can be exchanged for money now, except for the back room, which is full of wood for two rooms.

According to the owner, “Part of it was originally intended to be a coffin for the old man, and the other part was intended to be kept for building a house. However, as soon as the lumber came in, there was a lot of excitement outside, and there was no time to build the coffin, and there was no chance to repair the house. As a result, all the wood is piled here, and it will rot no matter how much you put it. The key thing is that in these days, everyone refuses to give it to anyone, it is not eaten or used properly, and it takes up space. "

Song Wu had no intention of asking for it at first, but with just a slight hesitation, the old man from the Eight Banners, who had no other ability and had learned to watch people's emotions, seized the words, burst into tears, and told how difficult his life was. Yes,

"Tong Wu, right?"

"Yes, just call me Tong Wu. If you have anything to say, you can tell me."

"Today, I am trying to make a friendship with this pile of wood. Remember, if you know of any good items, keep them for me and I will pay you a good price."

Tong Wu nodded happily. Today was an unexpected surprise. He didn't expect that someone would actually want his pile of wood. To be honest, if the wood couldn't be sold anymore, he would be ready to sell the yard. Anyway, he is the only one left in his family, so there is no use in leaving such a big yard.

However, now that he has finally met someone he can talk to and sold the wood, he can survive for a while and the yard can be moved further back.

Song Wu was not generous and didn't say anything. He only collected wood and old materials, and collected all the wood from the two rooms.

He is perceptive and is not afraid of anyone paying attention to him, so he dares to pretend to be bold and empty the wood from the house in the yard one by one. After working for a long time, I finally managed to get all the wood into the space.

The two settled the bill, and Song Wu was about to leave. Tong Wu pulled him and said, "There are good things in the people around you. I'll help you take a look. You often go here, and you can also help me." Ask, ask, does anyone want a yard?”

Song Wu asked: "What courtyard?"

Tong Wu pointed to the yard behind him and said: "Our family's business has been given to the government, and now only this yard is left. It turns out that because it is ancestral property, it is taken very seriously, but now, I am a clean person. It doesn’t matter anymore.”

Song Wu looked at the yard in front of him and asked strangely: "You are the only one in such a big yard, and the street didn't take it away from you?"

"Look at what you said. Our yard is our ancestral property, and we have never done anything bad. We have sold several good businesses and the shops on the street to the government. This house was specially reserved for us by the government. It turns out that our family It was quite a lot, but it’s a pity that I didn’t get through it.”

Song Wu looked at Tong Wu who looked like he was smoking too much dayan. He guessed that this was the reason why the family was not crowded. Coupled with the indolence of work and the inability to endure hardship, I will definitely not be able to survive the difficult years in the past few years.

Coming out of Tong Wu's house, Song Wu rode his tricycle and passed by Zhengyangmen. Looking at the familiar alley, his heart moved. He simply turned the handlebar and turned into the alley. He saw Yingfeng Zhaozhan far away. The word "wine" flag.

Before he could stop the tricycle, the curtain of the tavern opened, and Yu Jie walked out, opening her mouth to say hello: "Hey, nest..." Hey, why is it you? "Yu Jie looked at Song Wu riding a tricycle with a rag collection sign on her face, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Why do you need to pull something? As long as you are paid enough, I guarantee that you will do a good job. Just tell me where to pull it." Song Wu said with a smile.

Yu Jie rolled her eyes at him and asked, "What kind of trouble are you doing today? You even grabbed Wobo's business."

Song Wu pointed to the brand on the car, "Now I am an official employee of the scrap collection station, a serious scrap collector."

Yu Jie frowned and asked him, "Did you encounter any difficulty?"

"How could it be such a coincidence? What kind of trouble could I encounter?"

"Otherwise, why would you do this? It's so comfortable to be in the shop, not exposed to the wind or rain," Yu Jie said.

Song Wu waved his hand, "I used to believe what you said, but now that I'm used to riding a bicycle, I realize that staying in the shop was boring. Now I can encounter rare things every day, and I can always encounter good things. Only then do we know that riding a four-wheeled tricycle around Sijiu City is a beautiful thing."

(End of this chapter)