The other side.
After the meeting.
Xu Damao came up to Li Aiguo, nibbling on melon seeds, and said with a smile: "Aiguo, how are you? Can you have some fun with your double act?"
"We have smart people in our compound, and Brother Damao is number one." Li Aiguo gave a thumbs up.
"That's right, with all their brains, they are no match for Damao."
Xu Damao was praised and couldn't close his mouth.
Li Aiguo took out his cigarettes, threw one to Xu Damao, and said with a smile: "I just got it from our section chief. It's not warm yet."
"You can do it, kid. You can draw a big knife."
Xu Damao took the cigarette, took out a match and lit it for Li Aiguo first, and then lit it himself.
Taking a deep breath, Xu Damao gave a thumbs up, his face full of envy, and praised:
"Divisional cadres go to Taihang, regimental cadres ride on the front of the car, battalion cadres ring the golden bell, company and platoon cadres wield machetes, and revolutionary warriors Xiangyanghua."
"Your boy is now a company and platoon leader."
When it comes to good cigarettes, Xu Damao really has no shortage of them.
On weekdays, under the guise of caring for his elders, he would go to Lou Zhenhua's office to find half a bag of Chinese food.
It’s just that Da Dao Tobacco is not for sale to the public, and it is not of a high quality, so Lou Zhenhua cannot buy it even if he has money.
Xu Damao took a few deep puffs of cigarette and made up his mind:
"Let's go home and have a drink. My old man got two kilograms of sweet potatoes from the commune down below to burn."
"No, I have something else to do."
Li Aiguo saw that it was already getting late, and thought about visiting Zhou Tiehu's house, so he refused Xu Damao.
Xu Damao seemed to have thought of something and patted Li Aiguo on the shoulder: "You are busy with business, so I won't delay you. Let's have a drink together next time."
Back at the house, Xu Jixiang happened to be back from watching a movie in the countryside.
His canvas bag was full of stuff.
Seeing Xu Damao enter the house, Xu Jixiang opened the canvas bag and said proudly: "Son, look what good things I got."
As he spoke, he took out the contents of the canvas bag.
Red dates, pecans, millet, sweet potatoes...big red pants...
The bright red pants are women's. They are already threaded and have stains on them, making them look dirty.
Xu Damao: .....
Xu Jixiang: .....
Xu's mother, who was preparing to cook at the side, stopped and her face darkened visibly.
Xu Jixiang looked at the red pants, was silent for a moment, and then looked up at Xu's mother.
"Old lady, if I said I found these pants on the road, would you believe it?"
"What are you talking about!"
Xu's mother stretched out her hand, grabbed Xu Jixiang's ears, and lifted him up from the chair.
"Well, Xu Jixiang, I let you steal things while the movie was playing, but I didn't let you steal people!"
"It hurts..." Xu Jixiang grinned.
"Snapped!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.
"Xu Jixiang, you are already in your forties or fifties, why are you still so immoral!"
"Old lady, I was wrong. It's all those little women's fault. They tempted me."
"Them? There's more than one?" Invisible flames appeared on Xu's mother's head.
Xu Jixiang: .....
Xu Damao enjoyed the wonderful women's singles and ate the mountain food in the bag.
Click!
Hey, why do these big red dates have a fishy smell?
...
The night was like a velvet blanket wrapping the entire capital, and the streets seemed particularly peaceful.
Li Aiguo rode a bicycle and came to Zhou Tiehu's house with five kilograms of Fuqiang powder.
Seeing Fu Qiang Fan, Wang Cui'e's eyes went straight.
After she realized what she was doing, she had an ugly expression on her face: "You kids are all members of our own family, what are you doing!"
"Duan Li won dozens of kilograms of prizes. I couldn't finish them all by myself, so I brought them to everyone to try." Li Aiguo laughed.
Wang Cui'e wiped the corners of her eyes and punched him gently: "You kid, I really can't do anything to you."
"By the way, Zhou Ke is back from work today."
At this time, a voice came from inside the house: "Patriotism is coming?"
A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old rushed out from the back room.
He is 1.7 meters tall, wearing the uniform of a railway police officer and a large-brimmed hat on his head.
Unlike the tawny uniforms worn by comrades at the police station, the railway police uniforms are dark black and look more energetic when worn.
This young man is Zhou Tiehu's son Zhou Ke, who currently works at the Railway Police Station.
Seeing Li Aiguo, Zhou Ke looked very excited: "Aiguo, I heard from dad that you got double hundred points?"
"Of course, you don't even know who we are!"
My predecessor had a very good relationship with Zhou Ke. The two grew up together. In Jingcheng terms, they grew up together and there was no need to put on airs in front of him.
Zhou Ke seemed to remember something and mysteriously took out a dark object from the room.
"Patriot, look, I fired a gun today."
The black pistol gave off a little cold light under the light, and Li Aiguo's eyes widened.
"Come on, let me take a look."
"Be careful, don't touch the safety switch."
Li Aiguo took the gun and weighed it in his hand.
The pistol was heavy, and I felt a sense of security in my heart.
No wonder people often say that pistols are a man's daring.
Holding this thing in your hand really makes you more courageous.
Zhou Ke was even more proud when he saw that Li Aiguo was interested in pistols.
"Patriot, do you know what kind of pistol this is?"
"Type 51 semi-automatic pistol, caliber 7.62mm, capacity for 8 rounds, rate of fire 25 rounds/min, effective range 50 meters."
Zhou Ke was a little confused: "How do you know so much?"
Li Aiguo looked at the system panel: Pistol shooting skill: 70, and was speechless for a moment.
Originally, he thought that the original owner's pistol shooting skills were just a metaphor, but in fact they were a conventional skill of threading the needle.
After all, a technical secondary school student would never have the opportunity to touch a pistol, let alone improve his shooting skills to 70 points.
The first time he got the pistol, Li Aiguo thought of many things.
He misunderstood the predecessor.
This pistol shooting technique is a real pistol shooting.
Live-fire shooting and grenade-throwing exercises are important events in the physical education classes of railway technical secondary schools.
The predecessor seemed to be very talented in military matters and received high scores in both projects.
"Huh, I'm older than you. I'm your brother, so I naturally know more than you." Li Aiguo joked.
Zhou Ke took the pistol back and rolled his eyes: "You are only two months older than me."
"It's only two months old. Call me brother!"
"Just have fun, I am now a glorious railway police officer!"
The two were playing around when Zhou Tiehu came back, holding a big watermelon in his arms.
"Patriotism is here too. It's just right. We are giving out logistical benefits today. Come and try it."
In this era, the welfare of the railway department is quite good.
You don’t need a ticket to take the train, just take out your work permit.
Briquettes and firewood are given out in winter, and popsicles and watermelons are given out in summer.
If you are a lesbian, you can also get toilet paper.
The watermelon is the local 'old melon', with green skin and dark green stripes.
After cutting it open, the juice flows horizontally, and it tastes like honey in your mouth.
Three or two pieces of watermelon went into his stomach, which made Li Aiguo feel a little bloated after dinner.
Wang Cui'e brought another plate of melon seeds and placed it on the table.
"Come on, patriot, and eat some melon seeds."
Zhou Ke curled his lips next to him: "Mom, I've been craving these melon seeds for several times, but you hid them all and wouldn't let me eat them."
"Why do you show it when patriotism comes! Am I still your son?"
Wang Cui'e stared at him: "Yes, you are not my son, you are my daughter, okay?"
Zhou Ke:......
Watching the two mother and son bickering, Li Aiguo ate melon seeds and felt warm in his heart.
This is the so-called family atmosphere.
After officially joining the work, maybe you should consider personal issues.
When Li Aiguo returned to the courtyard, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the courtyard was dark.
I went back to the house, took a quick wash, and lay on the bed, but I couldn't sleep.
Hey.
Golden Dragon Panzhu!
