Outside the workshop.
Qin Huairu saw Li Weidong chatting animatedly with Director Liu.
I was wondering, when did the relationship between the two become so good?
In the past two days, Director Liu didn't like her, and he made things difficult for her over production issues.
Although Yi Zhonghai was blocking him in front, he still ate a lot of melons.
If possible...
Qin Huairu's big eyes rolled around, and she was thinking.
She quietly squeezed out from the crowd carrying steel pieces, walked up to the two of them and pretended to be surprised: "Weizi, you are the one helping to pull the goods today."
"Yes, it's the first day out." Li Weidong didn't care and said casually.
"Comrade Xiao Qin knows Driver Li?" Director Liu looked at Li Weidong and then at Qin Huairu.
Qin Huairu lightly flipped her hair and said affectionately: "The director may not know that Wei Zi and I live in the same compound. The two families are like one family, and he helps our family a lot on weekdays, right? Wei Zi son?"
Li Weidong understood immediately when he came into contact with those gluey little eyes.
This foxy girl is trying to fake the power of a fox and a tiger!
It seems that a woman like Qin Huairu, who only relies on her words, has a hard time in the workshop.
Seeing that he was having a lively chat with Director Liu, I thought of taking advantage of the situation.
Hey, I was worried about how to take back the things that were borrowed before, so you came together.
"Yes, our two families have a very good relationship.
Two days ago, Sister Qin said that I was getting married, so money must be very tight, and I wanted to give back all the help I had given to her family.
I am a kind-hearted person, so I thought I would help if I helped before. How could I ask for it back? "
While Li Weidong was speaking, he took out two more cigarettes, gave one to Director Liu, lit one himself, and took a deep breath.
As he exhaled smoke, he said slowly:
"But that is Sister Qin's wish, how could I live up to it.
So, I did a good deal, it was about two yuan and 30 cents, four-in-five was two yuan and 50 cents.
Sister Qin is such a good person, and the relationship between our two families is so good, how could she let me suffer?
Right? "
When Old Li Tou was still there, the Jia family borrowed a lot of things from the Li family on weekdays, ranging from half a bag of stick noodles to a spoon of soy sauce.
After so many years, I can't remember it clearly, and Li Weidong only made a rough calculation.
Qin Huairu's face became visibly pale.
Isn't it normal to borrow something?
Still need to pay it back?
She subconsciously wanted to quibble (explain), but she saw Director Liu looking at her with appreciative eyes:
"Comrade Xiao Qin has some issues with his work attitude on weekdays. I didn't expect him to be such a good person and a good neighbor of Driver Li. It seems that I will have to focus on taking care of him in the future."
Everyone carried the sedan chair, and it was cheap and free of charge. Director Liu just got three large front doors for free, so naturally he had to deal with it casually.
At this time, Qin Huairu was scratching his head, his face was red and white, and his fingers were clenched so hard that it hurt.
If the money is not recognized, the newly established persona will collapse.
But if you admit it, you won't be reconciled. That's two dollars and a half, enough to pay for one semester's tuition.
Just when she was extremely hesitant, Li Weidong winked at Niu Meng who was squatting next to her.
Niu Meng suddenly realized that the master's money was her steamed buns. Whoever borrows money and refuses to repay it just doesn't want her to have enough to eat.
Bengpao stood in front of Qin Huairu and stared with big innocent eyes: "Aohao, you don't want to pay back the money, do you?"
Qin Huairu waved her hands quickly: "No, it's not that I won't pay back the money, but..."
"Then pay it back." Niu Meng's nose twitched and she curled her lips and said, "Your hair smells like shampoo and your face smells like cream. You are so rich, why don't you pay back the money."
Li Weidong silently praised his apprentice in his heart.
Qin Huairu wanted to argue that she had no money, but Niu Meng was so angry that she was speechless.
"Return it, why won't sister return it!"
Qin Huairu took out two dollars and fifty cents from her pocket and handed them to Li Weidong, feeling so distressed that she almost bit the tip of her tongue.
I secretly hate that I don’t have a long memory, so I want to provoke Li Weidong.
Her annoyed look almost made Director Liu laugh. This truck driver is really interesting.
Qin Huairu, who had failed to steal the chicken but lost the rice, also lost the mood to build a relationship and returned to the workshop.
By this time the truck had been unloaded.
When Niu Meng rocked the truck and climbed into the passenger seat, Li Weidong nodded to her and said: "Good job, let's add a steamed bun for lunch!"
"Master, the needle won't poke me!" the cook said with joy.
....
The truck has been tamed, Li Weidong's work efficiency has greatly improved, and he completed the work in less than half an hour.
Without the cargo puller, the truck driver naturally drove the truck back to the convoy.
Driving to a remote place, Li Weidong put the car in neutral, pulled on the handbrake, and said, "Apprentice, give it a try."
"Me? You want me to drive?" Niu Meng was stunned for a moment before she understood.
If she wanted to touch Niu Yong's truck in the convoy, she would be scolded.
It is said that girls are not suitable for driving.
She got the Daisuke Certificate after practicing secretly for several months while Niu Yong wasn't paying attention.
This master really lets his apprentice touch the car, he is really good at handling it!
"Yes." Li Weidong changed places with Niu Meng as he spoke.
In previous lives, 'female driver' was usually synonymous with road killers. Ultimately, this was because some lesbians lacked stress response and lacked the concept of group coordination.
Stress response allows drivers to quickly make correct actions in dangerous situations instead of just screaming at the top of their lungs.
The concept of group coordination is simply the awareness of rules and the ability to empathize. As long as she holds the steering wheel, she thinks she is the dominator of the road. Pedestrians and vehicles on the road have to avoid her. With this idea, it is difficult not to get into trouble.
The best way to overcome these two shortcomings is to drive more.
Driving is a skill that makes perfect, and in later generations many truck drivers were lesbians.
Lesbians in this era are more independent, so driving is a no-brainer.
Although Niu Meng's driving was a bit rough, there was nothing wrong with it.
From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Li Weidong leaning on the passenger seat, humming a tune, looking leisurely and contented.
A strange idea suddenly occurred in my mind.
The master asked me to drive because he wanted to be lazy, right?
As soon as the idea came to her mind, she suppressed it.
How could such a good master do such an outrageous thing!
Niu Meng, Niu Meng, I am so ashamed of you for having such thoughts.
...
At this time, Li Weidong was indeed not being lazy, but touching the two yuan and fifty cents he had just recovered, he came up with a new idea.
If I pretend to be poor, can I avoid a lot of trouble?
The reason why the Jia family and the Yan family can take advantage of everything is because they can pretend to be poor.
The Jia family's house is full of new furniture. Jia and Zhang are eating so much that they are fat, and they talk about not being able to feed their children all day long.
Although Yan Bugui's salary is not high, he has a lot of income.
He wrote couplets for others, went fishing in Shichahai, and resold food stamps.
I bought the first bicycle and the first TV set in the whole compound. Can this be called poor?
In contrast, Li Weidong has the natural advantage of being "poor".
Although he became a truck driver, his salary was 49 yuan per month.
But I just joined the payroll and didn’t even get my first month’s salary.
Moreover, my family had a small financial background and no support from my parents, so I almost cashed out my house.
He is not poor, who is poor?
...
