hiss.
Hiss.
Hiss.
The onlookers gasped.
Li Aiguo felt that the temperature in the courtyard had risen a lot.
"How can there be water inside the paper?"
"Ahem, needless to say, the paper will be heavier when soaked in water."
"You can get tap water for free and sell it for the price of waste paper. You can make a lot of money."
"This is a collective scrap shop. If Yan Bugui does this, isn't he taking advantage of the country?"
Amidst the discussion.
There was thick sweat on Yan Bugui's forehead, and he almost cursed Xu Damao bloody in his heart.
Wang Dakui didn't expect anyone to play this trick.
His face suddenly turned cold and he grabbed Yan Bugui's collar.
"Old comrade, how dare you lie to me?"
He was already tall, thick and ferocious in appearance, but now he was angry and even more frightening.
Yanbu Guilian waved his hand: "Comrade, a gentleman takes action but does not speak. You listen to my quibbles, not my explanations."
Wang Dakui also laughed angrily at him and let go: "Okay, you can just quibble."
Yan Bugui wiped the sweat from his forehead and rolled his eyes rapidly.
"I am an old teacher. How could a scholar do such a thing? It must have rained heavily last night and the waste paper was soaked in water. I didn't notice it when I was cleaning it up."
"Yes, yes, that must be the case!"
Wang Dakui was speechless: "Old comrade, the outer paper is fine, but the inside is soaked. You said you didn't pay attention and thought I was a three-year-old suckling baby? Who are you trying to fool!"
"Me, me, me" Yan Bugui was speechless.
Wang Dakui said: "I don't think you should explain anymore. Let's go to the street office and talk about it."
Just do it this way when it first opens. If others follow suit, the junk shop will definitely become a star.
As he spoke, Wang Dakui took Yan Bugui's arm and started to walk out.
Yan Bugui was really scared this time.
It's not a big deal, it's only twenty-five cents in total.
But the nature is bad. If it goes above and beyond, it would be tantamount to being deceived.
"Don't mention it, I am the third uncle of the courtyard, and I am a nearby resident. We will have to let our neighbors live in the future!"
"The third uncle of the Siheyuan, Brother Patriot, is also from the Siheyuan." Wang Dakui stopped.
As if he had found a savior, Yan Bugui quickly said loudly: "The Comrade Li Aiguo you are talking about is the train driver, right?"
"Brother Patriot told me, when you say 'machine', don't say 'bar'. You and I should be civilized." Wang Dakui said.
Yan Bugui: "."
He remembered that he seemed to have seen He Yuyu and Aunt Liu nearby just now.
The two have a very good relationship with Li Aiguo and are often together.
That Li Aiguo
Yan Bugui stood on tiptoes, looked over the shoulders of the onlookers, and looked around.
Seeing Li Aiguo sitting there drinking tea leisurely, Yan Bu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran over, licking his face and smiling.
"Patriot, you have to help the third uncle."
Li Aiguo put down the enamel jar and chuckled: "Third uncle, how old are you? You are still an old teacher. How did you learn to lie to others?!"
Yan Bugui doesn't have any big problems, he just likes to take advantage of others.
However, life is difficult for everyone in this era, and it is really frustrating to have people take advantage of them.
Yan Bugui was scolded vigorously.
His face was as red as pig liver, but he couldn't resist.
"Patriot, if you are familiar with that comrade boss, please help me to beg for mercy. At worst, I will introduce you to the seven or eight female teachers in our school tomorrow."
Hey guys, the draft is starting again.
Li Aiguo quickly interrupted him: "It's just this once, if you do it again in the future, I won't care."
Yan Bugui nodded gratefully: "Patriot, don't worry, I will be honest from now on and will never cheat."
Li Aiguo stood up and came to Wang Dakui. He winked at Wang Dakui and said slowly: "Dakui, this is a comrade named Yan Bugui. He was obsessed with money and committed wrong things. He is not a bad person. Let's Give people a chance to change their ways.”
Wang Dakui stretched out his hand to pull Yan Bugui over, pointed at Yan Bugui's nose and said: "Old comrade, just for the sake of Brother Patriot, I will spare you this time."
"Hey, thank you so much." Yan Bugui was overjoyed and turned to leave.
"Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet!" Wang Dakui stretched out his big hand and slid Yanbu Guiti back like a gourd.
"I won't send you to the street to deal with it, but you deceived our collective scrap shop. The nature is bad and the circumstances are serious."
Wang Dakui thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anything else to say, and then continued: "That's why I fined you five yuan and I have to write an inspection report."
"A fine"
Yan Bugui's face turned ugly, and he pointed to the waste paper on the ground: "Can I give these to you?"
"If you don't want to, let's go to the street to do it now."
"willing"
Yan Bugui knew that once he entered the sub-district office, the sub-district office would probably notify the school.
As an old teacher, he dared to deceive and deceive, and he lost his job if he couldn't say it well.
In particular, he was born as a small business owner and had to behave with his tail between his legs in school.
Yan Bugui didn't have that much money with him, so he had no choice but to run back home.
The third aunt saw him coming back and said excitedly: "Lao Yan, how much money did you earn this time, two cents or three cents?"
"Forget it. Not only did I not make any money, I was also fined five yuan." Yan Bugui slapped his thigh violently, about to cry without tears.
"What, you were fined, what's going on?"
"It's all the fault of that boy Xu Damao."
Yan Bugui still had to pay a fine, so he didn't bother to talk to the third aunt and took out five yuan from the jar under the bed.
He turned around and was about to run to the scrap shop. He took just two steps and stopped again.
Looking at the third aunt, she said, "When Yan Jiecheng comes back from get off work, tell him that he will earn five yuan more this month."
Don't be afraid of fines, our Yan family now has people who can make money.
If Yan Jiecheng is in the locomotive depot.
If you carry an extra 5,000 tons of coal, won’t you get your five dollars back?
Third aunt: "."
She felt that Yan Jiecheng had only a few days to live.
Yan Bugui is worthy of being a Chinese teacher. He writes well and the content of the review is also very sincere and can almost be used as a model essay.
After receiving the fine and posting Yan Bugui's letter of apology on the wall, Wang Dakui nodded with satisfaction.
In the future, those who want to cause trouble will have to be careful when they see the self-reflection letter.
certainly.
He also had to express his gratitude to the donkey-faced man who came forward.
He took out a big Qianmen cigarette and handed it over: "Comrade, thank you very much this time."
Xu Damao took the cigarette and suddenly said loudly: "My name is Xu Damao. I do good deeds without leaving my name."
Wang Dakui frowned.
Who asked your name?
"Comrade Xu Damao, on behalf of the collective scrap shop, I would like to express my gratitude to you."
Xu Damao suddenly said loudly: "My name is Xu Damao. I live in the backyard of the courtyard. I like eating chicken and drinking the most. I am free tonight."
Wang Dakui looked at Xu Damao silently for a moment, then looked at Zhang Erpao and said, "This guy is a fool."
Xu Damao: "."
He didn't expect that these two people were not good at all.
After helping so much, no matter what they do, they should be given a beating.
But we Damao don’t care about this either.
Xu Damao licked his face and smiled: "Comrade, can you give me a letter of commendation?"
Wang Dakui was surprised.
"Congratulations to Xin Xing. You did a good job today and deserve praise."
While talking, he asked Zhang Erpao to get a piece of straw paper and start writing a letter of praise.
"The letter of commendation is addressed to the unit. Which unit are you from?"
"No, no, no, not to the unit, but to the individual." Xu Damao said with a smile.
"Individual?" Wang Dakui raised his head and stared at Xu Damao in surprise: "Hey, you are quite interesting. This is the first time I have seen you write a letter of praise to an individual."
Xu Damao smiled awkwardly: "It was written to an individual named Comrade Lou Xiao'e."
Wang Dakui suddenly realized: "It's okay to have a partner, you are quite a thief."
Although Xu Damao's request is informal.
However, junk shops are not formal in nature.
Wang Dakui still issued a letter of commendation for Xu Damao.
"Ha ha."
He picked up the official seal, took a breath, and stamped the letter of introduction with a red stamp.
Xu Damao: "Comrade boss, your seal is new and the ink pad on it is quite thick. There is no need for it."
Wang Dakui scratched his head and said, "If you don't sigh, I always feel something is wrong."
Xu Damao: "."
He was also unwilling to discuss the issue further.
After receiving the letter of commendation, I ran away in a hurry.
After returning home, Xu Damao found a basket and put twenty stupid eggs in it.
I packed up a large bag of mountain goods that Xu Jixiang had brought back, and took the bus to Lou's house in the suburbs of Beijing.
"It's Damao here, sit down quickly."
Lou Zhenhua was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. When he saw Zhang Ma coming in with Xu Damao, he didn't even lift his buttocks. He just asked Wang Ma to pour Xu Damao a cup of tea.
"Dad, these are the best eggs. My father got them from the countryside. There are also pecans and mountain mushrooms here."
Xu Damao put the gifts on the table and introduced them one by one. Lou Zhenhua put down the newspaper with a smile on his face.
He didn't care about these gadgets, but about Xu Damao's attitude.
Lou Zhenhua asked warmly: "Da Mao, how is your succession going?"
"Dad, it's being processed. Xu Jixiang has submitted his expression to the factory and the fake medical records have been prepared." Xu Damao bent over and said, "I guess I can take over in another week."
Lou Zhenhua nodded: "Okay, let's handle this matter as soon as possible."
Seeing that Lou Zhenhua seemed to be in a good mood, Xu Damao also breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt cold sweat break out on his back.
"Dad, is Xiao'e at home?"
"It's upstairs, go up yourself." Lou Zhenhua picked up the newspaper again.
"Then I'll go."
Xu Damao tiptoed upstairs and opened the door to the room.
I saw Lou Xiao'e sitting at the desk writing and drawing.
"Xiao'e."
He greeted softly.
Lou Xiao'e shivered with fright and hurriedly hid the notebook in the drawer.
After seeing clearly that it was Xu Damao, he said angrily: "Xu Damao, sneaky, what do you want to do?"
Even after being scolded, Xu Damao was not angry.
He handed over the letter of praise: "Xiao'e, I did a good job today, and I was praised."
"Xu Damao, are you doing good things?" Lou Xiao'e was surprised.
"Here's the thing, a new junk shop opened in South Tongluo Alley today."
Xu Damao vividly reproduced the scene at that time: "You don't know, just after I subdued the evil man Yan Bugui, even Driver Li applauded me."
"Driver Li?"
"One of my neighbors is now a train driver." Xu Damao laughed.
Li Aiguo.
A tall figure appeared in front of Lou Xiao'e's eyes.
Although there is no Internet or self-media in this era, there are human intelligence stations.
At the head of the alley, next to the main road, there is a group of old ladies sitting under the shade of the trees every afternoon to enjoy the cool air. The ones in the east are short and the ones in the west are long.
The news that Yan Bugui, the shrewdest man in the courtyard, suffered a big loss at the scrap purchasing point soon spread throughout the neighborhood.
Those residents who wanted to do something secretly also became more honest.
The scrap purchasing agency quickly became popular due to its good service attitude and fair prices.
Even the waste products from the street office and police station are sent to the waste purchasing point.
During busy times, there can be long lines of people selling scrap products.
When Director Wang of the sub-district office saw that the purchasing agency had just been established, he changed the bad habits in the past and praised the purchasing agency greatly.
Although Li Aiguo is not a manager on the surface.
But considering that Wang Dakui and Zhang Erpao have just started.
It is inevitable that some things are not done right.
I also often go to the junk shop to help out during my breaks.
By the way, you can also summarize the trade between Beijing and Tianjin.
This day.
After breakfast, Li Aiguo rode a tandem bicycle out of the locomotive depot and headed straight to the courtyard.
If it is sunny and foggy for a long time, it will be cloudy; if it rains and it is raining and foggy for a long time, it will be clear.
It rained most of the night last night, but the weather cleared up, and the capital was shrouded in thick fog in the early morning.
The morning mist is shrouded, and you feel like you are in a fairyland on earth.
"Give me, please let me!"
"Jingle Bell!"
Along the way, Li Aiguo rang the bell to remind passing comrades to pay attention to traffic safety.
Don't tell me, it just feels good to play two bells at the same time.
It smells a bit like that.
While he was enjoying himself, Li Aiguo suddenly saw the shadow of a bicycle in the distance, running straight towards him.
Damn it! Going to hit!
Squeeze the car brake firmly, step on the ground with both feet, and activate the foot brake.
The bicycle was not going very fast to begin with, so it stopped instantly.
It's just that the person opposite was a little slower to react. By the time she noticed Li Aiguo's bicycle and pressed the brake pedal, it was already too late.
There was only a "clang" sound, and the two bicycles collided with each other.
The tandem bicycle is heavy and stable, and with Li Aiguo at the helm, it is like a small land tank.
The Flying Pigeon women's bicycle opposite, no matter how it was the opponent of the tank, was knocked upside down.
There was only an "ouch" sound, and the person and the car fell to the ground.
"Comrade, are you okay?" Li Aiguo quickly jumped off his bicycle and ran over.
"It hurts so much!" Lou Xiao'e's left ankle was hit hard by the pedal. The severe pain made her gasp, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't move for a while.
Li Aiguo also recognized Lou Xiaoe at this time.
"It's Comrade Lou, don't move, I won't help the bike up."
"It's so troublesome, please be gentle."
"Don't worry, I'm an experienced truck driver and I'm very stable."
As he spoke, Li Aiguo hurriedly stepped forward to pull the bicycle that was pressing on Lou Xiao'e.
But Lou Xiao'e fell down while riding a bicycle, and Braji's skirt got stuck in the flywheel.
And her slender legs were just sandwiched on the frame.
Li Aiguo could only stretch out his hand to pull up the hem of his skirt: "Comrade Lou, please spread your legs, I don't need any strength."
(End of chapter)
