Concrete floors, blue brick walls, low and cramped houses, and pedestrians wearing blue and black overalls.
All of this exudes an old smell under the golden sunlight, and being in it is like swimming in the long river of history.
But when a tandem bicycle breaks into the picture, the entire style of the painting changes.
The weird kind.
The aunt holding a basket on the side of the road was so shocked that she bumped into a tree.
The cadres riding bicycles and wearing four pockets were originally very proud, but now they lowered their proud heads.
The little girls' eyes widened, their faces turned red, and their legs tightened.
Don't get it wrong.
They wanted to sit in the back and ride the bike.
That attention-grabbing gaze made Li Aiguo feel like he would drive a Ferrari sports car and hit the streets in the future.
Hey, stop pretending, this feels pretty good.
Riding this thing is awesome.
Four wheels, leather seats, panoramic sunroof, open driving position, energy consumption of only 4 steamed buns per 100 kilometers.
Especially there are two smooth and bright bells on the handlebars. You can fiddle with whichever one you want.
Can't put it down.
Li Aiguo rode a tandem bicycle to the door of the street office.
Looking at the high steps and threshold, I felt troubled.
If you hold onto other people's bicycles and lift them up by the handlebars, you can pass them.
These things are two bicycles, weighing two hundred kilograms.
Okay, stop at the door.
Parked the car, entered the guard room, found Uncle Qin, and threw out a big front door.
"Uncle, I have something to do with Director Wang. Could you please help me take a look at the bicycle?"
"What kind of bicycle? Let's go to the riding yard."
Uncle Qin took the cigarette, opened the window, took a look, and clicked his lips twice: "Young man, it's okay, it's just your car. I don't think the Buddhas in the capital dare to do anything."
Li Aiguo thought the same thing. Riding this thing would attract more people's attention.
Those Buddhas prefer to do things quietly and do not use guns.
After asking where Director Wang's office was, Li Aiguo put on his canvas bag and entered the subdistrict office.
Knock on the door.
I saw Director Wang correcting documents.
Li Aiguo smiled and said: "Aunt Wang, Li Aiguo from the steel rolling mill compound is here to handle the procedures for transferring the grain book."
Li Aiguo's current food relationship is in the subdistrict office, and he receives food stamps and other coupons from the subdistrict office on time every month.
Now I have become a train driver, and I want to transfer the food relationship to the railway.
Director Wang raised his head and saw that it was Li Aiguo. He screwed on the cap of his pen and smiled: "Aiguo, you really passed the exam. Section Chief Zhang from the maintenance section called me two days ago to retrieve your file. I I still can’t believe it.”
Li Aiguo smiled heartily and said: "This is all thanks to your help, Aunt Wang. If you hadn't helped me get back the gift, I wouldn't even have enough food in my stomach, so I wouldn't have the energy to take the exam."
Director Wang smiled and shook his head: "As long as you don't bear grudges against me."
Li Aiguo sat up straight: "No need to hold grudges. Aunt Wang is the director of the subdistrict office. She has to take care of the overall situation. It doesn't matter if I am personally wronged."
Compromise is not the goal, let the other party remember your efforts.
When Director Wang heard this, he looked a little moved. He stood up and patted Li Aiguo on the shoulder: "If everyone in our Siheyuan neighborhood is as sensible as you, then the work of our neighborhood office will be easier."
"You're here just in time, our street office has already received the food stamps for this month.
I first got you food stamps, match stamps, and soap stamps
...Menstruation ticket....You don't need it either...
Then I will handle the food relationship for you. "
Hearing this, Li Aiguo was happy.
Neighborhood residents go to the subdistrict office every month with their grain books to receive food stamps. After receiving them, they need to cross out the amount for this month on their grain books.
The food relationship has been changed, so I have to go to the locomotive depot to get a new food book, which still has this month's supply.
In other words, Li Aiguo can receive two months' worth of food this month.
Sure enough, if you pay, you will be rewarded.
Li Aiguo had no job before, and his food ration was 28 kilograms a month.
Among them, flour supply accounts for 20% of the total quantity, rice accounts for 10%, and the rest supplies coarse grains: corn flour, dried sweet potatoes, sorghum noodles, and fresh sweet potatoes.
Director Wang handed the tickets to Li Aiguo and took out a stack of colorful tickets from his pocket.
"This is an ideological awareness ticket made by our street based on experience from other places."
"Residents with poor ideological awareness will receive green votes for their ideological awareness."
"I hope that a comrade like you with a positive ideological consciousness can receive a red ticket."
Li Aiguo took a red bill from Director Wang.
While wondering what this thing was used for, Director Wang smiled and explained:
"Recently, supplies have become increasingly scarce. Limited supplies will be given priority to households with red tickets."
Li Aiguo had also heard about this. He originally thought that the tickets he received this time would be discounted at 20%, but he did not expect that the street office would give them the full amount.
It seems that this is the credit of the ideological awareness vote.
"Thank you, Aunt Wang, this little flower of mine needs you to water it often." Li Aiguo laughed.
Director Wang smiled: "It's just a mouthful."
"Let's go, now I'm going to help you handle the food relations."
After getting the food, Li Aiguo thanked him and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something.
He turned around and looked at Director Wang: "Director, I heard that Silly Zhu is coming out soon."
"What?" Director Wang stood up with his eyes widened.
After a while, she realized that she had lost her composure and sat down again.
He frowned and said, "A while ago, I did receive pleas from several people. Those people were all well-known figures before liberation. They wanted me to do your job and free Silly Pillar."
She raised her head and glanced at Li Aiguo: "I know the whole thing best. You have already given in, how can I let you suffer again, so I rejected them all."
Li Aiguo frowned: "Then which unit is in custody of Silly Zhu now?"
"Of course it's the police station." Director Wang said.
Police station... Li Aiguo had a guess in his mind.
It seems that the deaf old lady was frustrated at the street office and asked someone to ask the leader of the Siheyuan Police Station.
There are still many old people from before liberation in our current units.
Those people still hold on to the old ideas and may be tempted to let loose.
However, trying to rescue Silly Zhu in this way is too underestimated.
....
Li Aiguo rode a tandem bicycle back to the courtyard.
Looking at the high threshold, he sighed in frustration.
Even though the bike is heavy, you can't just leave it outside overnight.
Isn’t that to boost performance for the Buddhas?
Fortunately, Li Aiguo's physical fitness at this time was far beyond that of ordinary people.
I saw him reaching out and grabbing the crossbar, and actually lifted the bicycle.
Step by step, walk towards the threshold.
After just two steps, I felt that the bike suddenly became lighter.
Looking back, I saw Xu Damao carrying the back seat, his face full of exclamation.
"My dear, Patriot, why did you get such a big bicycle?"
"Men should be older."
Li Aiguo saw that Xu Damao was wearing a new Chinese tunic suit today and was a little curious: "Da Mao, are you on a date?"
"Hey, you can see this."
Xu Damao couldn't close his mouth: "Today, Director Lou's girl and I went to the park to play. Maybe we can get married after a while."
"Really? Congratulations then."
The two of them talked and carried the bicycle into the courtyard.
Yan Bugui was cleaning his bicycle, looked at the tandem bicycle, then looked at his bicycle, turned around quietly, and pushed the bicycle into the house.
Xu Damao was proud: "This old boy has a bicycle that he shows off at the gate all day long. Now it's better. Compared with yours, his is just like a toy."
"Hey, there are two bells here."
With that said, Xu Damao stretched out his hand to grab the bell, but was pushed away by Li Aiguo.
"Can outsiders touch this thing?"
Xu Damao was also a transparent person. He understood immediately and scratched his head in embarrassment: "That's right. By the way, who did you save this bicycle from? I'll get one too. When the time comes, I won't have to worry about going to the countryside to play movies. There’s a lot of stuff.”
The projectors, film, power supplies and other things needed to play movies add up to more than two hundred kilograms.
Xu Damao once went to the countryside with Xu Jixiang and was exhausted to the point of death.
"Liu Haizhu's car repair shop is right at the corner of the street."
While talking, Li Aiguo walked to the middle courtyard.
Jia Zhang was sitting at the door picking up her shoe soles. When she saw Li Aiguo's bicycle, her face suddenly darkened: "This damn little bastard actually used our family's money to buy a bicycle. He is still so big and bullies people like this." Of?"
