Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

In the early morning, the faint sunlight falls over the courtyard, bringing some warmth to the courtyard that has been frozen overnight in the cold winter.

Residents got up one after another, fetched water to wash in the middle courtyard, chatted along the way, and chatted a few gossips, the air was full of cheerful atmosphere.

But all of this was broken when a person appeared, and this person was Yan Jiecheng, the eldest son of the Yan family.

At this time, Xu Damao had already learned what happened yesterday afternoon.

At that time, he felt very regretful and regretted that he was not present at the scene. Think about it, Yan Jiecheng falsely accused Wang Weidong of having an affair with Yu Li. If he had been at the scene, he would have rushed up to Yan Jie and slapped Yan Jie several times, which would definitely have won Wang Weidong's favor. .

But it was not too late at this time. Seeing Yan Jiecheng approaching, Xu Damao stood up and said coldly: "Yan Jiecheng, you still have the face to come to the middle courtyard to wash your face. You don't feel ashamed yourself. Everyone in the courtyard The uncle is so kind to us, how dare you frame him!"

Yan Jiecheng rolled his eyes, spat and said coldly: "Xu Damao, that's between me and Liu Hongchang, what does it have to do with you?"

"Of course it has something to do with it! Elder Master has dedicated himself to our courtyard. With him, our courtyard can be so stable, and we can get the title of Model Courtyard every year. If you treat Elder Master, you will treat me, Xu Damao!"

As he spoke, Xu Damao walked up carrying the washbasin, and was about to teach Yan Jiecheng a lesson.

He believed that his actions would always reach Wang Weidong's ears.

Moreover, Xu Damao and the Yan family had enmity.

In the past, Sha Zhu often bullied Xu Damao, and every time he beat Xu Damao to the ground, it stands to reason that Yan Bugui, as the third master of the courtyard, should come forward to help Xu Damao, but because he was afraid of Yi Zhonghai, he chose to stand by and watch.

From then on, Xu Damao held a grudge against the Yan family, but he didn't dare to deal with the Yan family without Wang Weidong's backing.

Now that you have this good opportunity, you can't miss it.

Yan Jiecheng was startled when he saw Xu Damao rushing over, and quickly hid behind his wife Liu Yuhua.

He poked his head out from behind Liu Yuhua, looked at Xu Damao and said, "Xu Damao, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!"

Liu Yuhua was tall and thick, so Xu Damao really had no chance of winning against her, so he had no choice but to give up.

He said coldly: "Yan Jiecheng, don't worry, when you start building the wall, I will keep an eye on you. If you dare to cause trouble, I will take care of you."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, instead of being afraid, he burst out laughing.

"Xu Damao, what are you talking about? Who would build a fence!"

Xu Damao frowned: "Sun thief, you dare to disobey our uncle's order."

"It's not a violation, but you have to have materials to repair a wall." Yan Jiecheng laughed loudly as he spoke: "Now our street office has no money, so we can't buy materials. Without materials, I don't need to repair There's a wall."

After Yan Jiecheng returned home last night, he was so sad that he almost hanged himself. Since he was born, he has never done heavy work, but now he wants to repair the fence. Wouldn't it be like killing him?You must know that repairing walls is the work of masons, which is not something ordinary people can do.

Just when Yan Jiecheng was thinking about running away overnight, Yan Bugui told him about this, and Yan Jiecheng became happy at that time.

"Without materials, the wall cannot be built." Xu Damao was stunned.

The onlookers were also stunned. Several aunts who were brushing their teeth almost swallowed the toothpaste into their stomachs.

"Yes, I heard from Director Wang of the street office that this year the number of poor households in our street has increased by more than 200. So many people need to eat. Even if the street office is rich, it will give priority to those poor households. It will not face our courtyard."

"Yeah, repairing the fence won't save lives."

"I don't think our plan to build the wall will work this time."

"Let this kid Yan Jiecheng escape, I really can't be reconciled!"

Yan Jiecheng raised his head high amidst the discussion, the feeling of defeating Wang Weidong was really great.

So what if you are a big factory manager, so what if you are a big man, as long as there is no material, even if the king of heaven comes, there is nothing he can do.

At this moment, a crisp horn sounded outside.

"ba ba ba"

The residents in the courtyard were stunned for a moment.

"Could it be that the uncle is back?"

"It must be the uncle. We are the only ones in our compound who can take a car."

"The sound of the horn is much louder than that of a car, like a truck."

"Whatever the truck! Let's go and see."

When Yan Jiecheng heard the car horn, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

He quickly dropped the washbasin and ran outside with the crowd.

When he saw the truck parked outside the gate of the courtyard, Yan Xiecheng let out a groan and almost collapsed on the ground.

The truck is a common GAZ truck in this era. The original color of the cabin and front end has long been lost, but this is not the point.

The point is that the truck bed is filled with building materials such as bricks and cement.

Seeing the residents coming out, the bearded truck driver jumped out of the truck.

He was smoking a cigarette and looked a little arrogant.

No wonder, in this day and age, truck drivers are very popular, and there is even a saying among the people that 'one sound of the horn, ten thousand taels of gold'.

Truck drivers are also one of the eight members, even if the leaders of the unit meet them, they have to be courteous.

Seeing all the residents of the courtyard standing there, the truck driver frowned slightly: "Which one of you is in charge of the courtyard."

Hearing this, Xu Damao shuddered, walked up quickly, and said with a smile: "It's me, my name is Xu Damao, and I'm the little steward in the compound. Comrade, this is it"

Xu Damao talked, licked his face and handed him a cigarette.

He was already mentally prepared to be embarrassed by the truck driver.

Who would have thought that when the bearded driver heard Xu Damao's name, his face suddenly changed, and his original arrogant attitude disappeared without a trace.

He waved his hand and refused Xu Damao's cigarettes, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it to Xu Damao.

"Brother Da Mao, how can I ask for your cigarettes! Come and taste mine."

"Good guy, it's Sunflower." Xu Damao's eyes widened, and he quickly took it.

It's no wonder that Xu Damao was so surprised. Sunflowers are cigarettes exclusively for the army, and ordinary people can't buy them at all.

"No wonder everyone says you truck drivers have a wide range of connections." Xu Damao lit a match and took a deep breath. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He always felt that the taste of the smoke was much better than ordinary cigarettes.

"If you want it, I still have half a pack left, and I'll give it to you."

The bearded driver took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them into Xu Damao's hand.

Now Xu Damao was even more confused.

Just one cigarette was fine, but now it's half a pack. Is the truck driver on the other side crazy?

In other words, after Xu Damao's appointment letter, the truck driver knew that he was the leader, so he was so respectful.

Nor should it.
Even if Da Mao becomes a small leader, he doesn't deserve such respectful treatment from the truck driver.

Xu Damao took a deep breath and asked in a low voice: "Comrade, why did you come to our courtyard this time?"

Hearing Xu Damao ask this question, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They had wanted to ask for a long time, but the other party was chatting with Xu Damao and they couldn't come forward.

Dozens of eyes turned to the bearded driver at the same time.

The bearded driver slapped his forehead suddenly: "Oh, I'm just too busy chatting, why did I forget the business."

He turned around and pointed at the truck and said, "The thing is like this. I am the driver of the construction materials company. The construction materials on the truck were delivered to the courtyard by the order of Liu Hongchang, the director of the Lanhua Automobile Factory."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding residents suddenly became excited.

"My God, all these materials are sent by our uncle?"

"Of course, you didn't listen to what the driver comrade said just now!"

"The uncle is really too generous. These materials must cost at least dozens of dollars."

"Dozens of dollars? You are dreaming, bricks are fine, and now cement is a controlled item. You can't even buy it in the pigeon market."

"It's just the uncle of our courtyard house who has such a great ability."

The residents were all happy to have materials to repair the fence, but Yan Jiecheng was dumbfounded. Just now he kept saying that he didn't have materials, so he didn't have to work.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Weidong sent the building materials to the gate of the courtyard.

Isn't this a proper slap in the face?
Yan Jiecheng felt a little weak in his legs, and wanted to dangle home and rest for a while before starting to work.

At this moment, the bearded driver looked around and said loudly, "Who is Yan Jiecheng?"

"I, I..." Yan Jiecheng had to stop and said with his hands raised.

The bearded driver waved to him, and when he came to him, he said loudly: "The director Liu Hongchang told me that I am only in charge of delivery, not unloading. You seem to be repairing the fence, so you have to take care of these things." Materials, carried to the yard."

Hearing this, Yan Jiecheng's legs went limp, and he almost sat down on the ground.

The materials on the truck are more than ten tons, and there is a distance of more than 20 meters from the truck to the courtyard, and there are steps when passing the gate.

Just making these materials, if he carried them all into the yard, he would definitely lose half his life.

Yan Jiecheng took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It shouldn't be possible. How can I carry it all by myself?"

The bearded driver widened his eyes and said, "Director Liu Hongchang also said that if Yan Jiecheng is cheating, he will ask the steward in the courtyard to send Yan Jiecheng to the street office."

When Xu Damao heard this, he raised his hand excitedly: "Yan Jiecheng, let me ask you now, can you carry it?"

Xu Damao was very happy about this meeting, just now Yan Xiecheng was brazen in front of him, this meeting was considered to be in his hands.

even.

Xu Damao also hoped that Yan Jiecheng would not carry the materials, so that he could personally send Yan Jiecheng to Director Wang of the Street Office.

Thinking about Yan Jiecheng being punished, Xu Damao felt happy.

Yan Jiecheng is a lazy guy, but he is not a fool. He knows that Wang Weidong is playing for real this time, and there is a wild dog named Xu Damao watching.

If he dared to be lazy this time, Xu Damao would definitely not relent.

There was really no other way, Yan Jiecheng could only carry the building materials on the truck, and walked into the compound step by step.

The building materials were all heavy, and within a few times of carrying them, Yan Jiecheng couldn't stand it any longer. He began to pant heavily, feeling as if sandbags were tied to his legs.

The speed also slowed down.

The bearded driver was not in a hurry, because he only had to run one trip today.

It was so boring just watching Yan Jiecheng move things, the bearded driver looked at Xu Damao and said, "Brother Xu, why don't you pour two cups of tea and bring a chessboard, let's play chess and chat here. "

Xu Damao was going to investigate Yi Zhonghai today, but when he heard this, he nodded quickly.

He ran home and brought a thermos, two enamel jars, and a table.

The two sipped tea, played chess, watched Yan Jiecheng carry heavy objects, and their lives were very pleasant.

the other side.

At this time, Wang Weidong had officially started his plan to study computational formulas.

When the researchers dug from the cable power plant were invited to the big meeting by Wang Weidong, they were a little puzzled.

When they received the notice, the comrades who conveyed the notice clearly told them that this meeting was to determine the drawings of the minicomputer.

All the researchers were stunned by the shock.

Are you kidding me, domestic research on minicomputers is still at a very primitive stage.

Even the wired power plant is only a little researched, and it is still in the theoretical stage, not to mention the blueprint, even the most basic circuit diagram has not been completed.

Wang Weidong, a layman, had to confirm the drawings as soon as he came up, which was simply wishful thinking.

Researcher Liu Chunyang felt a little regretful.

Since coming to the laboratory of Lanhua Automobile Factory, he thought it was pretty good here.

The salary and benefits are good, the laboratory has a decent style, and the researchers are also very united, and there has never been any incident of grabbing credit.

Especially Fang Mu, the deputy director of the laboratory, who was a researcher himself, understood the difficulties of the researchers and provided a lot of help to Liu Chunyang.

but.

Scientific research is about science. It doesn't mean that if you get good benefits and benefits, you can do whatever you want.

In the large conference room of the laboratory, the researchers also had opinions on this, and there were constant discussions.

"Are you kidding? Even Bell Labs abroad has only made a tube computer. Transistor computers are still under research. Director Liu wants to study transistor computers from the beginning. This is a bit blind."

"Yes, we originally thought that Director Liu was the kind of leader who could respect the laws of scientific research, but now it seems we were wrong about him."

"Or let's go back to the wired power plant and let Director Liu mess around in the laboratory. We will never be able to make a minicomputer."

"Yes, yes, after we go back, we will have to save money and save money, but we can still build a minicomputer."

At this moment, Wang Weidong opened the door and walked into the meeting, followed by Comrade Yu Li, assistant to the factory manager.