I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 291 Foreign Women in the Storm

Song Wu tried again and again in the Bajiao Pavilion, but could not get in. He was busy working until dawn, and his mood began to become irritable.

never mind. It’s your own yard anyway, so you can tinker with it slowly in the future. Song Wu decided to give up for the time being. He was afraid that if he continued to fiddle with it, he might get impatient and smash the stone table.

Song Wu returned to Nanluogu Lane unhappily. After having breakfast, he packed up and prepared to push the tricycle out. Technician Liu from the bicycle factory came to visit.

Song Wu and technician Liu were sitting and talking in the shop room. He suddenly had the idea that he should renovate this room a little and turn it into a reception room or activity room, which would be more convenient. Anyway, now this room is only used as an entrance and exit. It is completely idle here and it is a waste of time. .

Song Wu's small work table has now been moved to the cellar. He felt that it was quiet and independent there, so he simply transformed the cellar into a workshop.

Therefore, the entire room where the repair shop used to be is now completely empty.

Clerk Liu came to Song Wu because he heard that he had recently started riding a tricycle to collect junk, so he came over to say hello on behalf of Factory Director Qian and still wanted him to go to the bicycle factory.

Song Wu said with a smile: "Go back and tell Factory Director Qian that when he is ready, he really wants me to help him contact various repair shops. I am duty-bound and will definitely help. But just go to work in the factory. , I'm used to being lazy, and I really like riding a tricycle now."

Without space, no perception, and no understanding of subsequent developments in the world, Technician Liu would definitely not be able to understand Song Wu's thoughts. He tried his best to persuade Song Wu to agree to go to the bicycle factory, and even offered him better conditions than at the steel rolling mill, but Song Wu refused.

After sending away Technician Liu who had not completed the task, Song Wugang wanted to pack up and prepare to go out again. Unexpectedly, guests came in droves today.

The glowing Xiao Meng led his newlywed wife Ling Guo to the courtyard.

He came with his wife, so now Lou Xiao'e also has to show up. Ling Guo and Lou Xiao'e went to the back room to talk about women and tease the children after they left. Xiao Meng pulled Song Wu and said, "Brother Song, let's see if I'm good to you. I just came back from a trip, and I immediately remembered to come to see you first."

Song Wu asked strangely: "Where have you gone?"

Xiao Meng said proudly: "It's considered a honeymoon trip. Ling Guo and I went to Suzhou and the Czech Republic together."

When Song Wu heard this, he thought to himself that they are still awesome, and now they still have a honeymoon trip.

But he said jokingly: "You are not afraid either. Big Brother, who has been in a bad mood recently, left you there and won't let you come back."

Xiao Meng smiled and said: "I brought you something good." As he said that, he took out a large wooden box from his pocket and handed it to Song Wu.

After Song Wu took it, he asked strangely: "What is this?"

Xiao Meng whispered: "Cuban cigars. I exchanged these with an old man. I specially left a box for you so that you can learn more."

Oh, this is really good stuff. Song Wu smiled and opened the wooden box. Sure enough, there were rows of thick and long cigars neatly arranged inside.

Song Wu's heart moved and he asked casually: "How many boxes did you bring to your uncle?"

Xiao Meng, who was smiling happily, suddenly lost his smile. He waved his hand and said: "Why do people care about this thing? Let's turn it around a bit and treat it as a treasure, and others will not look at it at all. Besides, he is now studying at Beijing University, so he is a top student. I can easily see it. Not to him."

Song Wu's heart was beating fast. He didn't expect to get clues from Xiao Meng today.

Song Wu tried his best to suppress his excitement and said in a calm tone: "Hey, I didn't expect that he is still capable of civil and military skills. He is much better than you."

Xiao Meng curled his lips and said: "That's not true. He is a child prodigy and a genius in everyone's mouth. How can I, a mediocre person, compare with him? You must know that he majored in mathematics, and my brain is comparable to his. Get up, it’s almost like a pig’s brain.”

Although Song Wu was deliberately inquiring about the news, he couldn't help but be amused by Xiao Meng's self-deprecating statement.

After a while, Lou Xiao'e came over and said, "Song Wu, don't go out this morning. Get ready. Let's invite Xiao Meng and Ling Guo to have dinner at home at noon."

Since Lou Xiao'e said it all, Song Wu could only happily comply. He said to Xiao Meng: "Today I will let you try my brother's craftsmanship."

Later, Song Wu never asked for any news about Ling Li. He cooked a meal, and the direct result was that Xiao Meng decided that the couple would visit often in the future. Song Wu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After Xiao Meng and Ling Guo left in the afternoon, Song Wu couldn't wait to rush to Capital University.

In this era, there was a rural scenery around Beijing University. Song Wu rode a tricycle around the huge campus, and finally stopped in a small village called Haidian.

Song Wu couldn't help but feel very sad. Who in this era would have thought that this place would become a bustling urban area with many high-rise buildings in the future. Looking at the current situation, apart from the local brigade headquarters building, which is still decent, there are only narrow and simple streets, and there are several Poor little shop and a small restaurant.

Moreover, the door of this small restaurant was closed. An old man came out from the side door of the small courtyard behind the restaurant. He saw Song Wu riding a tricycle with a waste collection sign on it, and waved to him. Song Wu collected a bunch of rags here and happened to ask the old man for news. When the old man heard that Song Wu wanted to collect waste on campus, he was surprised and asked: "Is there anything good to collect in Jingcheng University?"

Song Wu said: "There are always old books and waste paper, right?"

The old man smiled and said: "Where are there any old books now? The books are all torn, and they are still treasures."

Song Wu was stunned, frowned and thought for a moment, hey, this is really possible. He really took things for granted and compared the current university campus with the university campuses of future generations. Come to think of it, what are the waste collected now? Most of them are things like toothpaste, shredded bones, duck feathers, etc. I really haven’t received too many old books and waste paper.

However, it won’t necessarily change after a few years. When the wind blows, everyone is scrambling to throw away the books hidden at home. This is also the value of Song Wuguan's job of collecting waste.

I chatted with the old man for a while and got to know the surrounding situation. Before leaving, he casually asked: "Why is your restaurant closed?"

The old man smiled and said: "Without ingredients, what can the restaurant let people eat? We can only close the restaurant."

Alas, it seems that all difficulties are not over yet. At least this place is still in a state of depression.

Song Wu walked around the neighborhood again, and then parked the tricycle at the gate of Beijing University. He observed it carefully for a while, and it seemed that it was not easy to get in. He had to check his ID when entering and exiting.

He just wanted to find an opportunity to go to the campus and walk around briefly, lock in the basic scope, and then start.

Song Wu observed at the gate for more than half an hour, and then left on his tricycle. He planned to come back tomorrow to see if there was another chance.

After riding all the way for more than ten minutes, I finally got in touch with the atmosphere of the city. At this moment, suddenly the sky was covered with clouds and thunder was rolling. It looks like it's going to rain.

Song Wu stopped the car and pulled away all the folding tarpaulins on his car. Then he took out the raincoat that he had prepared for the mountain from the space and put it on himself. As soon as he had packed it away, raindrops began to fall.

The raindrops grew from small to large, the wind picked up, and soon turned into rain lines, and then the rain became heavier and heavier.

Song Wu was now fully armed. The car had an awning and a raincloth. He had a raincoat and rubber shoes. He was well prepared for such an unexpected situation.

At this moment, in the rain curtain in front, a woman riding a bicycle slipped in the wind and rain.

Song Wu saw that she was holding no umbrella or wearing a raincoat, and was soaking her head in the rain.

So, he pedaled the tricycle twice and rode next to her: "Hey, hello, do you want to help?"

Because of the strong rain and strong wind, Song Wu could only shout at the top of his lungs.

The woman had just gotten up from the ground, and when she lifted the bicycle, she was already soaked through and turned into a drowned rat. Now he was shivering in the wind and rain.

Song Wu simply got off the tricycle, walked to her side, and shouted loudly: "You can carry your bicycle and sit behind my car to avoid the rain. Where are you going? I will take you back."

The woman nodded. So Song Wu pushed her bicycle onto his own tricycle, and then helped the woman get on the tricycle together.

Song Wu returned to the front of the tricycle and rode on it. Then he thought for a moment, took out a few towels from the space, and handed them to the shivering woman sitting behind.

"Wipe the rain off your body."

The woman who was hugging her arms tightly and almost curled up into a ball raised her head and took the towel handed over by Song Wu. At this time, Song Wu discovered that the woman he met in the rain was not Chinese, but a foreign woman. To be precise, a very beautiful young foreign woman.

Regardless of whether he is a foreign woman or a Chinese woman, if she doesn't think of a way now, she will probably have a bad cold.

Song Wu thought for a while and said to the woman who was wiping her hair: "If you don't change out of your wet clothes, I'm afraid you will catch a cold in this weather. Well, I have a few clothes in the cabinet of my car. , if you don’t mind it, you can change it first.”

As he spoke, he leaned forward and opened the cabinet in the back compartment. Taking advantage of this time, he put in the few clothes he had stored in his space.

When the cabinet door opened, he pointed to a few pieces of clothes in the cabinet that looked clean and relatively new, and said to the woman, "If you don't mind, you can put them on. I'll pull up the carriage tarp for you. Just change.”

After Song Wu finished speaking, he tightened the tarpaulin. Then he walked away from the tricycle and shouted loudly to the woman in the car: "You change clothes, I will wait over there for a while."

(End of this chapter)