Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 253 Matchmaker Yan Pugui

Sign in every day, happy all day.

"Ding, if you sign in successfully, you will be rewarded with three bolts of lanslimbu, ten catties of lean meat, thirty eggs, and twenty catties of flour."

Wang Weidong's eyes widened.

Lance Limb, this is a good thing. Department stores cost three yuan and seventy cents a foot.

Touching the finely woven cloth, Wang Weidong felt a little regretful.

Last night, at Yan Bugui's repeated request, he gave Yan Bugui 20 yuan to buy gifts.

If I had known that the system was backed up, I could have saved this money.

No, it can't be cheap for Yan Bugui.

Wang Weidong simply took out the cloth and ran to Yan's house.

I don't want Yan Bugui to go out before dawn. Don't think too much, he must have gone to the big shopping.

This little savvy, if not his own money, he can spend it vigorously.

Wang Weidong kept the gift, and asked Aunt Yan to send a message to Yan Bugui, asking him to return the cloth he bought and replace it with these few bolts of fine cloth.

After explaining the matter, Wang Weidong rode on his bicycle and went straight to the rolling mill.

He first went to the infirmary to look for Ding Qiunan, but he was in vain.

After asking Dr. Huang who was on duty, I found out that Ding Qiunan had asked for leave today.

Wang Weidong suddenly realized that yesterday was too much tossing, when Ding Qiunan was sent back, she was already struggling, and it was normal to ask for leave.

No way, the truck has too much inertia when it is heavily loaded, and it is difficult to brake.

Wang Weidong pursed his lips, and asked Dr. Huang in a bad mood: "Doctor Huang, do you still have the swelling ointment from last time?"

Dr. Huang nodded, "Yes, you need it?"

"Well, help me open some!"

Dr. Huang didn't think much, turned around and went to get the ointment, but when she was halfway, she stopped suddenly.

If she remembers correctly, it seems that Wang Weidong also came to prescribe swelling ointment not long ago.At that time, he and Lou Xiaoe had just married not long ago.

When Dr. Huang was passing Damengang today, he heard the security officers talking about the fact that Wang Weidong sent Ding Qiunan home yesterday.

Could it be that Wang Weidong
Dr. Huang wanted to understand the joints, held the medicine, and said in a strange tone: "Comrade Wang Weidong, my aunt is from here, and I want to persuade you a few words."

"Tell me." Wang Weidong was puzzled.

"Young people, take good care of your body."

What she said seemed to be out of mind, but Wang Weidong understood it.

He smiled awkwardly: "Understood, understood"

After getting the ointment, Wang Weidong went back to the [-]th workshop.

Today, two eighth-level blacksmiths were seconded from Brother Factory, and he had to keep an eye on them.

As for the ointment, of course it has to be delivered to Ding Qiunan after get off work.

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On the other hand, in order to propose marriage to Wang Weidong, Yan Bugui took a rare leave of absence.

As soon as I came back from a big purchase outside, I heard what Wang Weidong explained to me.

Looking at the three exquisite lanslim cloths and the small slashes on his hands, a trace of regret flashed across Yan Bugui's face.

He went out early in the morning just to go to the Pigeon Market to shop for treasures.

That saves money and puts it in his pocket.

Looks like a waste of time.

Putting the cloth sent by Wang Weidong in a cloth bag, Yan Bugui put the cloth bag and other gifts into a burden.

Then, he picked up the burden and swayed towards Yinwan Hutong.

Alas, when can I save enough money to buy another bicycle.

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Yinwan Hutong, Old Ding's house.

After resting for a whole day, Ding Qiunan felt that he could move.

Just recalling what happened last night, she still couldn't help but blush.

Brother Wei Dong is worthy of being an old driver, and his driving skills are good.

Now wait for the matchmaker to come to propose marriage.

Ding Qiunan sat in front of the dressing table, looked at the little girl with a bright red face in the mirror, and spat lightly: "Ding Qiunan, are you ashamed!"

Seeing that his parents and elder brother and sister-in-law were about to return from get off work, Ding Qiunan began to wash rice and cook porridge.

All five members of Ding's family are working. Recently, her sister-in-law became pregnant, and all five members of the family are planning for the unborn child.

Just as the porridge was cooking, there was a knock on the door outside.

Ding Qiunan, who was washing vegetables, quickly wiped his hands with his apron, and at the same time shouted outside: "Here we come!"

It's just that I have some doubts in my heart. If my parents, brother and sister-in-law come back, they should go in directly.

Could it be a guest?

It's a bit ignorant to be a guest at someone's house while stepping on a meal.

Everyone is not well-off, do you think it is better to keep people for dinner?

When he came to the outer courtyard and opened the gate, Ding Qiunan was stunned.

On the steps stood a strange old man with squinted eyes and a smile.

The strange old man wears plastic glasses and looks very refined, but he is wearing a red double-breasted padded jacket, the trousers are a pair of military trousers that have been washed white, and a pair of leather shoes that are probably new but obviously one size larger .

The strange old man stood in the leather shoes, as if he was punting a boat.

With this outfit, you can go on stage and sing a big show.

Ding Qiunan is very well educated, and he would never laugh at other people's clothes.

But Yan Bugui's strange dress made her unable to hold back, and burst out laughing.

Yan Bugui was a little embarrassed, although she had already been nagged by her aunt when she went out, so it was inappropriate to dress like this.

But he believes that a matchmaker should look like a matchmaker.

In case the marriage is ruined because of not wearing a red padded jacket, it is a trivial matter to be sorry to Wang Weidong, and more importantly, the matchmaking ceremony is gone.

This is absolutely impossible.

Make money, not shabby!
So, he still found the red padded jacket that Da Ma made when she got married from the cabinet.

Put it on your body, hey, don't say it, it's just right.

However, being laughed at face to face, Yan Pugui's old face was somewhat unbearable.

He squeezed out a smile: "You are Comrade Xiaoding, right?

My name is Yan Bugui, and I am the current grandpa of the Siheyuan.

This visit is to propose marriage on behalf of Comrade Wang Weidong.

Are your parents at home? "

Hearing Yan Bugui's words and seeing the various gifts in the burden, Ding Qiunan blushed suddenly.

She never expected that Wang Weidong's movements were so fast.

She was always cold in front of outsiders, but when she spoke, she started to stammer.

"He, they haven't come back yet, come in and sit down first!"

"Okay, then I'm welcome!"

Ding Qiunan thought Yan Bugui's outfit was funny just now, but looking at it now, he finds it very pleasing to the eye.

This is the matchmaker between myself and Wang Weidong!
The two went in with their front feet, and Ding's father and Ding's mother came back with their back feet.

Looking at the load of presents wrapped in red cloth placed in the yard, Ding's father and Ding's mother were a little puzzled, is this a visitor at home?
After the two looked at each other, they involuntarily quickened their pace.

When he entered the room, Ding Qiunan was pouring tea for Yan Bugui.

Seeing Yan Bugui's matchmaker costume, Ding's mother's reaction was exactly the same as Ding Qiunan's, and she covered her mouth and laughed.

Father Ding was fine, he could barely hold back, but seeing the corners of his mouth twitching, it was obvious that he was also struggling.

Male matchmaker, too rare! !

When Ding Qiunan saw his parents coming back, he was overjoyed at first, and then shyness flashed across his face.

"Mom and Dad, this is Yan Bugui, the teacher at Rolling Mill Elementary School, Mr. Yan.

He's here to see you, you talk, I'll go and see the porridge cooking on the stove. "

While talking, Ding Qiunan quickly hid in the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)