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

Chapter 571: The Pillow Wind is Still Very Powerful
Xu Damao. With red eyes and tears, Xu Fugui was very surprised. His eyes sparkled. He asked him happily, "Really?"

Xu Damao raised his head, drank the glass of wine in one gulp, and nodded heavily.

Xu Fugui still couldn't believe it. It was really incredible. He had tried so many famous doctors and so many methods, but it didn't work when the problem first occurred. How could it be cured after so many years? Isn't it a bit too mysterious?
Xu Damao said to Xu Fugui very seriously: "If the doctor hadn't specifically told us not to have sex until the treatment was over, maybe... Dad, you don't know that I often felt the urge these two days. Qin Huairu even called Qin Jingru away and didn't let us be together at night. So, I didn't lie to you, it's true. I came to drink with you and I had to be drunk before I could fall asleep."

Xu Fugui laughed and pointed at Xu Damao. But he soon showed a worried look on his face: "Don't many treatments and medications prohibit drinking? Why don't you care at all?"

Xu Damao said proudly: "This treatment and medicine do not prohibit alcohol, but only prohibit sex."

Qin Jingru just brought over another dish, "Dad, Damao, Mom has added another dish for you."

Xu Fugui nodded to Qin Jingru. It was only then that he realized that his daughter-in-law's expression was a little different from before. The two of them had a good relationship before, but now there was a little more intimacy. There was a little bit of sticky love between a man and a woman.

Good, good. Xu Fugui was so happy that he found Xu Damao and clinked glasses with him three times.

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Lou Xiao'e came back and contacted the government for the development of two residential communities. She invested in both and let the government use them. She did not ask for any money, but simply exchanged two pieces of land for the government.

Of course, compared with the two plots of land in the relatively suburban areas of South City and East City, the location of the exchanged land is much better.

After she acquired the land, she had no intention of developing it and just left it there. Song Wu told her that the time was not right yet and she should wait a few more years before making a decision.

In Liming Repair Shop, Song Wu is busy assembling a bicycle.

Yan Jiecheng found him and told him what the third aunt meant. "Brother Song Wu, my mother is overthinking it, but I understand him. Although my two brothers..."

Song Wu waved his hand, not letting him continue, and said with a smile: "Let them go to the machinery factory."

The so-called machinery factory was a branch of the steel rolling mill in the northern suburbs where Yi Zhonghai had worked for a period of time.

This factory will have to be closed down or diverted in two to three years at most.

Of course, in addition to the machinery factory, Song Wu also proposed several other alternatives to Yan Jiecheng. However, those were all joint ventures, and the state-owned factory only had one machinery factory.

Yan Jiecheng was very surprised. He didn't expect Song Wu to be able to arrange for people to work in state-owned factories. He asked again, "Is it easy to get into a machinery factory?"

Song Wu said, "We have some friendship." He thought about it and said to Yan Jiecheng, "Go back and tell your mother that joining a machinery factory may not be a good idea. It's better to choose a joint venture factory. Although the management is stricter and the work may be harder, the salary is guaranteed and high."

Yan Jiecheng nodded, "Okay, I understand. I'll tell her when I get back. It's up to her to decide."

After the discussion, Yan Jiancheng still didn't leave, so Song Wu put down his work and asked him curiously, "Why do you still have something to do?"

Yan Jiecheng said hesitantly, "Brother Song Wu, what do you think if I come from the steel mill?" Song Wu was very surprised and looked at Yan Jiecheng, "Why do you have this idea? That's a big factory and many people want to get in but can't."

Yan Jiecheng smiled and squatted in front of Song Wu and said, "I know it is a large factory with 10,000 employees, and it is doing pretty well now, but I also watch the news and read newspapers, and I have some brains. I always feel that working in a steel mill is stable, but it is impossible to have great development. It's okay to have enough food and drink and live a stable life, but it's hard to live a good life. But I want to live a good life."

Song Wu got up and sat on the recliner. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Jiecheng said: "I want to follow Sister Qin. I was originally in the kitchen, and later moved to logistics, but I have been around this area all my life, so I am quite familiar with it. Now I see Sister Qin is working in a restaurant, so I want to join too."

"Really willing to give up?"

"I'm willing to give it up. There's nothing I can't bear to give up. I'm willing to give up a salary of a few dozen yuan."

Song Wu smiled and patted Yan Jiecheng on the shoulder, saying, "You. You have a pretty good eye. Okay, if you want to go, go ahead. Go and discuss it with Qin Huairu, and do whatever she wants you to do. I can't interfere anyway. So keep your nice words and tell your sister Qin. Don't waste your time here."

Yan Jiancheng smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. Pillow talk can be quite powerful."

Song Wu was stunned. When he came to his senses and wanted to find trouble with Yan Jiecheng, the boy had already run out of the repair shop laughing.

He couldn't help but shake his head and smile. What that kid said made him almost become a gigolo.

Song Wu drank half a jar of high-foam scented tea, wiped his mouth, stood up and continued to fiddle with his bicycle.

At some point, a quiet little boy squatted in front of him, with his eyes wide open, staring intently at the bicycle in his hands.

Song Wu tightened the screws and said with a smile: "Xiao Qiu, where is your mother? Why are you alone?"

Song Xiaoqiu kept her eyes on the bicycle and replied, "Mom, let's go to the backyard to talk. I'll come and see if my bicycle is ready."

Song Wu smiled at him and said, "It will definitely not delay your riding to school. What do you think? Does it look good? Do you like it?"

"Yes," Song Xiaoqiu nodded vigorously. "What kind of bicycle is this, Dad? Why is it different from the one Mom rides? Why are there so many gears on the rear wheel?"

Song Wu smiled and said, "This is a bicycle with variable speeds. It saves effort when climbing a hill, and you can adjust the gear size as needed, so you can pedal the bike faster with minimal effort."

Song Xiaoqiu thought the bicycle in front of him was so beautiful. He could already imagine himself riding this bicycle to school. Originally, he was a little reluctant to go to elementary school because he didn't want to leave his mother and was afraid that his mother would be lonely at home. But because of the bicycle made by his father, he suddenly had a yearning for school.

Song Wu asked Song Xiaoqiu: "Are you happy riding this bicycle to school?"

Song Xiaoqiu still hummed softly and nodded. Song Wu also breathed a sigh of relief. This child was of school age, but he didn't want to go to school. He just wouldn't tell him why when he asked him. There was really no other way. He thought of bicycles and simply got him the most beautiful mountain cross-country bicycle to see if it would arouse his interest. So far, the effect is not bad.

(End of this chapter)