After Qin Huairu tidied up, she moved a stool and sat at the door to wait.
Seeing her look like that, Qin Jingru curled her lips and said, "I'm still eating it secretly! Don't you want to eat it secretly too?"
Qin Huairu rolled her eyes: "What does a little kid know? I have something to ask Li Weidong for help."
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly changed her words: "It's not what you think. Don't think wrongly."
"Sister, isn't it still the same? Li Weidong helps you, you help Li Weidong!" Qin Jingru covered her mouth and laughed forward and backward.
"You little girl, you are just looking for a beating!"
Qin Huairu's face turned red with embarrassment. She stood up and wanted to hit Qin Jingru with her hand, but Qin Jingru dodged it with a giggle.
The two sisters got into a fight on this bright morning.
As a client, Li Weidong did not return to the courtyard, but rode his bicycle to prepare to visit Fatty's house.
Since Fatty had a formal job, Daberg was so excited that he sent invitations to relatives and friends as early as two days ago, inviting everyone to visit Yu's house.
Yu Li went there early this morning. He talked about some work with Qin Jingru, which wasted time.
The capital seems particularly quiet on weekends. There are not many pedestrians on the streets, so you can enjoy cycling.
In just ten minutes, Li Weidong rode his bicycle from Chaoyang Park to a small alley two or three miles away from Fatty Yu's house.
Suddenly, there was a cry of exclamation in the alley. Li Weidong squeezed the car brake with both hands and rubbed his feet against the ground. A tank turned around and drove towards the alley.
The alley was narrow and dark, and with the faint sunlight shining in, Li Weidong saw five young people holding wire locks surrounding a young girl.
"Little girl, how about being my jianguoer?"
"Don't come over here. I'm from the compound and have many friends."
"Oh, brother from the courtyard, I only fell in love with you because of the skin on your body."
"You little bastards, don't you know that the little bastard was killed a long time ago? Do you want to end up like the little bastard?"
"Don't mention the little bastard. The little bastard died because he was besieged by your gang of big boys and was outnumbered. We must avenge the little bastard now."
The girl was wearing a general's woolen coat with an armed belt around her waist. Since her back was to Li Weidong, Li Weidong couldn't see clearly. However, from her shaking ponytail and twitching shoulders, it could be seen that the girl should be a little bit nervous at this time. Fear.
The young men were talking, holding wire locks dangling in their hands, and were about to approach the girl.
The girl was even more frightened, and her whole body was shaking like a quail.
"Haha, don't the people who come out of your compound have their eyes high? Today I will let you know how powerful our gangsters are."
The one at the head had a scarred face. He laughed evilly and then reached out to pinch the girl's face.
At this moment, Scarface suddenly heard the sound of wheels scraping against the ground. He was startled. As soon as he raised his head, he was frightened to death.
He saw a bicycle running straight towards him.
"I'm crazy"
Scarface tried to dodge, but it was too late.
I saw Li Weidong pedaling the bicycle hard. The bicycle, which was already very fast, went a little faster, and like an arrow, it hit the scarred face.
There was a snap.
Scarface was knocked two feet away, flew into the air, and landed on the ground.
His head fell on the stone, and the stone competed with the hardness, and the stone won.
The remaining gangsters, seeing Li Weidong alone, instead of being afraid, became excited.
He rushed up with the wire lock in hand.
"Good boy, if you dare to snatch the fruit from us, I think you are getting impatient."
Seeing those people surrounding him, Li Weidong didn't panic at all. He picked up his bicycle and made a 180-degree turn.
Although the wire lock is powerful, it is vulnerable to the ultimate weapon like a bicycle.
They all fell on the iron tiles of the wheel with a clang.
Li Weidong suddenly exerted force on his arms, and the wheels of the car made a big circle again. Those gangsters never thought that someone could have such great strength.
Caught off guard, he was swept away by the wheels of the car, flew away, fell to the ground, and could not get up again.
Zhou Xiaobai finally woke up at this time.
Look at the moaning and struggling gangsters on the ground, and then look at Li Weidong, who is standing majestically with his bicycle.
Her eyes sparkled with admiration.
The bicycle weighs seventy or eighty kilograms. Even a strong adult man can lift it, but if he wants to use the bicycle as a weapon like Li Weidong, he is still not strong enough.
Li Weidong not only used his bicycle as a weapon, but also mopped up so many people. How strong must he be!
Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help swallowing and ran over, his face flushed: "Comrade Wei Dong, thank you for saving me."
"???"
At this time, Li Weidong was feeling distressed about the bicycle tiles that were swept away by the gangsters with wire locks. The paint had peeled off in some places. It would cost at least 10 cents to repair them at a car repair shop.
Hearing Zhou Xiaobai's voice at this time, he raised his head and saw that the woman in front of him turned out to be a ballerina doctor in the hospital. He was a little confused for a moment.
"Are you the ballet dancer?"
Seeing that Li Weidong did not remember his name, Zhou Xiaobai felt a little disappointed, bit his lip and said: "Comrade Li Weidong, my name is Zhou Xiaobai."
"Yes, yes, Zhou Xiaobai." Li Weidong chuckled and said, "Zhong Yuemin's friend."
"Did Zhong Yuemin look for you? Actually, that's not what I meant." Zhou Xiaobai lowered his head and whispered: "I just want to find someone to practice ballet with. As you know, there are too few people in the capital who like ballet. . It was Zhong Yuemin who came to find you on his own initiative, and I am here to apologize to you on his behalf."
"That's not necessary."
Li Weidong has always adhered to the principle of life that people should respect me one foot and I should respect others one foot.
Zhou Xiaobai is still so polite, there is no need for him to be aggressive.
Moreover.
Zhou Xiaobai's father is a real big shot, the top one.
If you can build a good relationship with Zhou Xiaobai, you might be able to get a lot of help when doing certain things in the future.
At the same time, Li Weidong had a very good impression of Zhou Xiaobai. This girl was from a superior background and did not have the domineering temperament of ordinary big boys.
He didn't show any impatience when dealing with a kid from a poor family like Li Kuiyong.
After thinking about this, Li Weidong smiled and said: "I have only done a little research on ballet. You want me to be your dance partner, so you are probably disappointed."
Hearing this, Zhou Xiaobai's eyes suddenly lit up: "Comrade Weidong, you don't have to be modest. I have already inquired about your affairs."
After saying that, she thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Well, you dance ballet with me once. If it really doesn't work, I will never embarrass you again."
Hey, this works
He knew Zhou Xiaobai's energy. If he was really entangled with this woman, it would probably be very difficult for him to develop quietly in the future.
"Okay, but I have something else to do right now. How about we make an appointment in the afternoon."
"Okay, anyway, I have to prepare dance clothes for you. It will take some time." Zhou Xiaobai looked at Li Weidong up and down and found that Li Weidong had a strong body. The clothes of the boys in the ballet group would definitely be smaller on him.
After the two agreed, Li Weidong remembered those gangsters and looked at the ground, only to find that those people had already run away.
He didn't care. Even if such a person was sent to the police station, without Zhou Xiaobai's testimony, he probably wouldn't be detained for long.
What? You ask why Zhou Xiaobai didn't provide testimony?
Zhou Xiaobai's identity is very special, and her upbringing is very strict. If Mr. Zhou knew that she was riding a bicycle around, he would definitely deal with her.
Uncle Yu spent a lot of money to celebrate Fatty Yu finding a formal job.
Five tables of banquets were arranged at home, and the chef invited was the imperial chef who cooked for the old lady Nishinomiya in the previous dynasty.
Of course, the imperial chef is over seventy years old this year, and the person in charge of cooking is actually his son, a first-class chef who works in a state guesthouse.
In this era, cooks were divided into ten levels, with level one being the highest and level ten being the lowest. Silly Zhu was only an eighth-level cook and could attract the favor of the leader of the steel rolling mill.
And this one is a first-level chef who specializes in cooking for real leaders.
Don't tell me, my craftsmanship is pretty good.
Lion head, squirrel mandarin fish, Buddha jumping over the wall, Wensi tofu, braised three-treasure duck.
It was so delicious that Li Weidong couldn't stop praising it.
Of course, in this era of scarcity, Fatty Yu's ability to obtain so many high-end ingredients should not be underestimated.
While eating the food, Li Weidong gave the fat man a thumbs up: "Brother Yu, you are getting better and better now. There are only a few of the food on this table in the capital, and you actually made five." table."
"Brother Weidong, I won't hide our relationship from you. My old man brought all this food. I only found out today." Fatty Yu said with an embarrassed smile.
"Uncle Yu, does he still have this ability?"
Li Weidong looked up at the old man who was showing the fan to his relatives and friends, and couldn't help but smacked his lips.
Yu Li explained in a low voice beside her: "Brother Wei Dong, don't look at Uncle Yu who looks a bit unreliable. He tinkers with random things all day long, but he is very popular and has many friends."
"His friends were all powerful people in the previous dynasty. After liberation, although they lost their status, most of their family wealth was still there."
"Moreover, they are also people who love food and know the origins of various high-end ingredients."
"As long as Uncle Yu opens his mouth, they will definitely help him."
Hearing this, Li Weidong understood a little bit.
No wonder others say that the broken ship still has 3,000 nails!
After dinner, Uncle Yu wanted to introduce Li Weidong to his friends.
But he was rejected by Li Weidong.
Seeing that Uncle Yu looked a little unhappy, Yu Li explained with a smile: "Uncle, Brother Wei Dong's identity is quite sensitive. He is not the same as your friends, so it's better not to get into trouble."
"That's right, it's me, Meng Lang!" After Uncle Yu figured it out, he wasn't angry. He scratched his head and laughed twice: "Weidong, I have to thank you for what happened to Yu Er this time. This is Please accept the fan I carefully drew."
As he spoke, Uncle Yu took out a fan from the drawer. The fan had a delicate appearance and beautiful patterns carved on the handle.
Li Weidong smiled and said: "It won't be a black fan again this time, right?"
One of Uncle Yu's hobbies is to draw fans, and he often asks relatives and friends to bring them to him.
Following the instructions of his relatives and friends, he painted various fans on it.
For example, mountains, boulders, tigers, beauties, etc.
At first, relatives and friends were very excited, thinking that Uncle Yu was a master of painting.
However, every time Uncle Yu draws a black fan.
As time went by, everyone knew his skill, so they no longer gave him fans to draw.
Uncle Yu bought fans himself and practiced hard at home.
The cabinets in his home were filled with fans. When Li Weidong got married, Uncle Yu personally brought two black fans to Li Weidong.
According to Uncle Yu, of the two black fans, one is a picture of a beauty, and the other is a picture of a tiger roaring in the forest.
But in Li Weidong's view, the two fans were just ordinary black fans without any difference.
Yu Li watched Uncle Yu take out the fan and said with a smile: "Uncle, you didn't draw a black fan again, did you?"
"How is that possible!" Uncle Yu gently opened the fan, and Li Weidong was stunned.
The fan surface this time is not a black fan surface, because the black fan surface is covered with dots of gold dots.
Yu Li couldn't help but take a breath.
Seeing the dull look of the two people, Uncle Yu smiled proudly: "How about it? This is called a sky full of stars. Isn't it very artistic?"
Li Weidong gave a thumbs up: "Uncle, I think your level is already comparable to Qi Baishi's."
"Really?" Uncle Yu has never heard such high praise. Every time he showed the fan to others, he would be ignored.
Fatty Yu smiled beside him and said, "Dad, Qi Baishi is a shrimp painter, but you are a blind painter."
Uncle Yu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, reaching out to slap Fatty Yu.
Fatty Yu ducked sideways and ran out quickly.
"Dad, I'm over 20 years old, you can't hit me anymore!"
"Don't tell me you are in your twenties, even if you are seventy or eighty years old, I should still hit you."
Uncle Yu was really angry this time. He picked up the stick behind the door and kicked him out.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Fatty Yu rushed to the door, got on his bicycle and ran away.
Before leaving, he left a message: "Weidong, I can't see you off in person."
Looking at this pair of living treasures, Li Weidong laughed so hard.
Of course, Uncle Yu chased for a short distance and then turned back.
There are guests at home!
What happened if the guest was thrown aside and the host ran out?
Fortunately, these guests were all relatives and friends of the Yu family. They understood the father and son's unpredictable temperament very well and did not get angry because of it.
After Uncle Yu came back, he started seeing off guests.
Seeing that it was getting late, Li Weidong took Yu Li and got up to say goodbye.
After sending Yu Li back to the courtyard, Li Weidong got on his bicycle and drove to the dance training center mentioned by Zhou Xiaobai.
(End of chapter)
