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

Chapter 9 Dried peach cake, don’t choke

Song Wu let Qin Huairu into the room and asked her with a smile: "Did your clothes dry so quickly?"

"Well, it's dry. The sun has been good these two days and there's wind, so the clothes will dry quickly. I'll tidy them up for you and put them in the cabinet." Qin Huairu's face was slightly red when she entered the room, and she was also talking when she spoke. I don’t like Song Wu very much.

Song Wu seemed to close the door of the room naturally.

Qin Huairu seemed stunned when she heard the door closing.But she quickly returned to normal. She walked to the kang, folded a corner of her bed, sat down on the kang, and sorted her clothes one by one.

Song Wu walked to the table, took out a piece of peach cake from the table, walked to Qin Huairu, stretched out his hand and brought the peach cake to her mouth.

"Come on, here it is."

Qin Huairu didn't see clearly what it was at first and hid behind it, but soon she smelled the fragrance and saw carefully that it was Tao Su.The saliva in her mouth suddenly oozed out. She swallowed hard. She couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food. In addition, she was busy arranging her clothes and couldn't pick it up with her hands, so she couldn't think about it anymore. He opened his mouth and took a bite.

She chewed slowly, and the smell was so exciting that she even half-closed her eyes. When she had finished chewing, Song Wu brought the remaining peach cake to her mouth, and she opened her mouth and took another bite.

In this way, the two people were less than a step apart, one was feeding the other, one was standing and the other was sitting.Soon, all the pieces of peach cake were eaten in Qin Huairu's mouth.

When there was only one last bite left, Song Wu's fingers touched her lips, and he couldn't help but touch them gently with his fingertips.

Of course Qin Huairu could feel Song Wu's fingers touching her sensitive lips. Her body couldn't help but stiffen slightly, and she even stopped chewing in her mouth for a while.But she immediately relaxed, pretending she didn't feel it, and continued to savor the fragrance in her mouth.

Song Wu also felt that his actions were a bit outrageous, but he was slightly relieved when he saw that Qin Huairu didn't have any obvious overreaction.

He smiled and looked at Qin Huairu's half-squinted eyes and the subtle change in mood just now. Without doing anything else, he turned around and walked to the table, poured half a glass of water and gave it to Qin Huairu.

"Here, drink some water, dry peach cake, don't choke."

Qin Huairu put down the clothes in his hands and took the water glass.She raised her eyes and looked at Song Wu, then took a few sips of water and handed the water glass to Song Wu.

She didn't say anything like thank you, she just silently arranged the clothes one by one, put them in the cabinet, and then left.

Before going out, she turned to Song Wu and said: "The unwashed quilt and the cotton will probably be dry tomorrow. I will ask someone to come over and play it. It will be sewn in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow at the latest. Then the bed will be covered on the kang." Change it."

Song Wu nodded and said, "I'm not in a hurry, and you don't have to rush. Don't be tired."

Qin Huairu didn't say anything else, she just looked at him deeply and hurried back to the middle courtyard.

Song Wu watched her back and the way her round buttocks swayed with eager eyes, with endless aftertaste.

The sound of moving a bicycle interrupted Song Wu's thoughts, and then a slightly shrill voice came.

"Song Laizi, what are you looking at over there? You look ungrateful. Are you feeling hot?"

Song Wu frowned slightly and turned to look at the young man with a big pony face who was talking to him in a strange way.

"Hey. It's Damao. Why are you running home at this hour instead of going to work?"

Of course, this person is Xu Damao. This guy is the only movie projectionist at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.He also has a lot of freedom in his time. When he doesn't have any screening tasks, he often makes excuses to skip out during work hours.He took this job from his father Xu Fugui and joined the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill after graduating from high school.

Usually he likes to show off the most. In my impression, apart from having some interactions with Song Wu when he was repairing bicycles, he didn't have much contact with him.He usually has a sense of superiority in front of Song Wu, and doesn't take him as an old lame person seriously at all.

Xu Damao considers himself to be unparalleled in his work. Except for He Yuzhu, who is called Silly Zhu, no one in the courtyard is worthy of being his opponent.The real one is talented, handsome, and lonely as snow.Xu Damao may not have paid much attention to Song Wu yesterday, but he was a little surprised to see Song Wu's clean appearance today.At the same time, I also felt that his manner of speaking seemed completely different from the past, so he looked at Song Wu carefully several times with somewhat suspicious eyes.

"What's wrong with Cripple Song? Are you really in love today? Could it be that you've fallen in love with someone's little widow and are planning to start a family?" Xu Damao looked sideways at Song Wu with a playful look.

Song Wu was not annoyed, and still had a smile on his face, and said: "Of course I can't compete with Damao. You have already reaped the benefits, and you never have a free time every time you go to the countryside."

Xu Damao didn't understand it at first and thought Song Wu was complimenting him, so he held his head high with pride.But he was just half smiling when he woke up and gave Song Wu a fierce look.

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about, Cripple Song? I have always done my job conscientiously. Every time I go to the countryside, I have a mission to provide good services to the people in the commune. Forget it, you don't understand. , I’m too lazy to tell you more. Just wait. If I come back from the countryside one day, I’ll show you the enthusiasm of the folks for me. Xu Damao, I’ve never been empty-handed when I came back. I’ll give you a bunch of mountain products then, too. Let you try something new." Xu Damao patted his bicycle handlebar proudly, as if it was already covered with all kinds of things.

"That's good. Come on, I'll wait. Don't forget it when the time comes." Song Wu said with a smile.

Xu Damao jingled the bicycle bell triumphantly and pushed the bicycle back to the backyard.

Song Wu looked at his back and curled his lips, smiled, went back to the house, took out the keys to the car repair shop and left the yard.I was so excited that I didn't bother to look at the yard yesterday, so I plan to go there and take a look today.

However, he still had to pretend to be lame and cross a few thresholds, and then open the shop door from the alley to enter the yard. You think it would be more convenient if a small door was built in the partition wall.Song Wu couldn't help but complain in his heart.

The courtyard was as neat and orderly as the shop. Song Wu picked up the broom and just swept away some dust and fallen leaves, and there wasn't much left to do.

The yard is more than 30 square meters.There are awnings nailed on three walls, and there are many old bicycles inside, most of which are racks.

Song Wu recalled for a moment and remembered that his car repair shop would also use old spare parts to save some bicycles for takeout.Moreover, the work permit given to him by the street included this content, which was a legitimate service item that allowed him to issue invoices, apply for household registration at the Public Security Bureau, and get a stamp.

Every time a car is sold, the steel rolling mill, the street, and Song Wuhui will share the profits.Of course, the public family definitely accounts for the majority. He roughly estimated that he would only be able to get about [-]% at most, which is considered to be hard-earned money.

And he will never recycle used bicycles that have no household registration and whose origins are unknown.Everything recycled here must have a clear origin, documented records, and registration.

Song Wu looked at this small courtyard and felt very satisfied.He walked around a few times and even took a look at each old car frame.

He really found a lot of good things in these old car racks!
There are many old car parts here from before the founding of the People's Republic of China.Many of them are imported goods from England and Germany, such as Fengtou cars and blue-plate cars. There are also small RB Daisy cars among them.

Song Wu thought about it and understood. After all, it was only [-], and the domestic brand Phoenix had just started trial production in Shanghai.Flying pigeons and permanent yields are not high either.Therefore, there are still a large number of old imported foreign brands of bicycles in the hands of ordinary people, and the number of these bicycles is not small.In addition, there are a large number of complete vehicles that were assembled by major car dealers using spare parts before liberation, and the number in the hands of ordinary people is even greater.

"No wonder the predecessor had to rub a lot of bicycle parts with his hands."

Nowadays, many people who ride these foreign bicycles have no place to find spare parts once the bicycle breaks down.If you are lucky, you may come across old parts that have been disassembled. In most cases, it is estimated that once the key parts break, the car will no longer be rideable.

At this time, the good craftsmanship of the predecessor came into use.It's a pity that he was depressed because of his injured leg. He became more and more enthusiastic. He often fished for three days and dried nets for two days, so he built this car repair shop. Apart from returning regular customers and nearby residents, there were almost no people. People know.Otherwise, just because he can match a lot of hard-to-find parts, the work will probably be indispensable.Of course, the main reason is that my predecessor didn't care about this at all. He was suffering from leg pain and was really hopeless.

Song Wu sighed for a while, then remembered that there was a cellar dug in this small courtyard, and it seemed that all his family's vegetables were stored in it.

According to his memory, he found the entrance in the northwest corner of the yard against the wall.He opened the lid, ran for a while to catch his breath, and then climbed down the ladder.

This cellar is not big, only seven or eight square meters.Song Wu could put his head on the top of the cellar by putting his feet inside.

The four walls of the cellar were covered with shelves, on which were placed a dozen cabbage heads, some radishes and potatoes.To Song Wu's surprise, there were two pieces of bacon.Song Wu weighed up the bacon and smelled it. It tasted very fragrant and had no odor at all.

In addition, in an inconspicuous corner, there are six objects that look like wine jars.After shaking for a while, it became very heavy, as if it was filled to the brim.He thought about it and realized that it was put in by his father Song when he was still alive. He didn't know what was inside.

I can’t take care of these jars for the time being.He probably should be a wine jar.He has just started a new life and doesn't want to drink anymore.But he was also a little strange in his heart. In his previous life, he had thought of many ways to drink.How come these jars were left out?
(End of this chapter)