Time flies by in a hurry, just like a forty or fifty-year-old wife in bed, always so impatient.
In a blink of an eye, Monday has arrived.
Today is the day to report to the rolling mill team, and Li Weidong got up early.
After simply cleaning up and washing up, I was ready to make breakfast.
If you have a bad appetite in the morning, eat something light.
Close the doors and windows, take out half of the braised old hen from the space warehouse, put it into a steel pot, and add water.
Place the steel pot on the coal stove and remove the plug.
When light blue flames emerged from the dark briquettes and the bottom of the stainless steel pot made a "sizzling" sound, Li Weidong sat back at the table.
I opened a copy of "Gil 150 Auto Parts Catalog" and read it with great interest.
There are also a lot of books stacked on the table, including "History of Automobile Development", "Principles of Internal Combustion Engines", "Electrical Engineering"...
Many of them are in Russian.
There is no way, a large part of domestic trucks are produced in the Soviet Union.
These books were all borrowed from the library, and he had read most of them in a few days.
It might be a bit of a stretch to say that Li Weidong now works as a chief engineer at the FAW Plant.
There is nothing wrong with being a first-level engineer.
Well, you should keep a low profile and start from the grassroots level.
By the time he finished reading the book, Li Weidong knew all the parts on Gil's truck by heart.
At this time, the chicken soup is also ready.
When you open the lid of the pot, the alluring aroma lingers.
Add coriander, onion, ginger, garlic, and a little soy sauce.
Take out a piece of pancake from the cupboard, break it into small pieces and soak it in chicken soup.
A bowl of light chicken soup steamed buns is ready.
The old hen was quite plump, and the oil and water on the surface of the chicken exuded a greasy luster under the reflection of the light.
The chicken soup is fragrant and tempting, and the steamed buns are soft and glutinous.
Li Weidong swallowed it all in his stomach and burped with satisfaction.
Feeling warm and comfortable all over!
After eating and drinking, it's time to get down to business.
Considering that he wanted to leave a good impression on his colleagues when he went to work for the first time, Li Weidong took out his father's old Chinese tunic suit and put it on.
Wear a felt hat and scarf and carry your satchel.
As soon as he went out, he met Qin Huairu.
"Hey, Sister Qin, have you eaten eggs?" Li Weidong stopped with a smile, and his eyes seemed to want to take off her cotton-padded jacket.
Thinking of what happened last time, Qin Huairu's heart palpitated and her face turned red.
However, she noticed Mrs. Jia Zhang sitting at the door and looking over. The blush on her face quickly faded. She pretended to be nonchalant and said gratefully, "I ate it in the morning. Thank you."
"That's good. I'm a very enthusiastic person. Whatever you want to eat in the future, just go and get it from home."
After saying that, Li Weidong pushed the bicycle forward. When he came to Qin Huairu, he smiled and said, "But next time I won't let you off as gently as I did last time."
Qin Huairu couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She lowered her head and ran towards the toilet with hurried steps.
Li Weidong looked at the pretty widow's swaying big butt, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Yesterday, he dared to wink at me in front of Yu Li.
It's really like lighting a lantern in a latrine - courting death.
...
Riding on my beloved bicycle and facing the faint morning sun, I arrived at the steel rolling mill.
It was still early and the workers had not yet gone to work.
Three or four security officers in uniform were chatting in the room.
Li Weidong knocked on the window, opened the window, and threw four big front doors directly inside.
The security officers of this era are not comparable to the door guards of later generations. They all have formal establishments.
Things that happen in the factory, ranging from violations of law and discipline to minor work style issues, are all under the control of the security department.
The jet-black pistol on the table is enough to make people admire it.
"Hey, the cigarette is good. Comrade, what's wrong?"
"I'm here to report, from the motorcade." Li Weidong handed in the prepared materials.
The security officer took the materials and took a quick look at them. His expression suddenly softened a lot, and he opened the door and said, "The office is not open yet, so come in and warm up for a while."
There was a pot of charcoal fire in the ear room, with light yellow flames appearing on the edge of the dark charcoal. A cold wind slipped in, and the flames jumped up, pointed, up and down.
Li Weidong took off his thick gloves and put his hand on the flames, and his frozen body became alive again.
Several security officers lit cigarettes over the charcoal fire and started chatting again.
"By the way, I was just halfway through. Section Chief Zhang, you assisted the comrades from the police station to go to the pigeon market. How many people were arrested?"
"Don't mention it, I get angry whenever I mention it." The middle-aged security officer's mouth twitched twice.
"I walked around in the cold wind for half the night, and I caught a few ticket sellers reselling tickets. I finally came across a big fish, and I even let him escape."
Pigeon market two days ago? Big fish?
Could it be me?
Li Weidong's heart skipped a beat, but his expression did not change. He rubbed his hands slowly and focused on the conversation between several people.
The little security officer's eyes widened: "It's impossible. For this joint operation, our steel rolling mill sent more than 20 people, plus a dozen comrades from the street police station, and they all brought guys and so on, just to return the favor.
Can you let people escape?"
Another security officer also curled his lips and expressed disbelief: "Even if you don't move, how many times can anyone in the capital be able to handle what you do like Section Chief Zhang?"
The middle-aged security officer's face was grimacing, and he spat angrily: "You don't know how bad that kid is, he even took advantage of the situation to sprinkle quicklime.
She glanced at me and it was all over my body. When I got home, my mother-in-law complained a lot and forced me to take a shower in the middle of winter. I almost caught a cold!"
"Damn it, this guy is so bad. If he is caught, he must be repaired." The security officers were filled with indignation.
Good guy, what a coincidence! Is this considered a self-inflicted trap?
Li Weidong glanced at the pistol, slapped his thigh violently, and said viciously: "Yes, hang him on a tree, dip a cane in water and whip his butt to see if he dares to cause trouble next time."
The room suddenly became quiet, and the security officers' eyes instantly fell on Li Weidong's face, with surprised expressions on their faces.
"You are still ruthless!"
Section Chief Zhang waved his hand: "Nonsense! This is not the old era. We can no longer use rattan, we can only use sticks."
Li Weidong: "...."
It can really draw people away.
It seems that it is a wise decision not to go to the pigeon market again.
Once you become a truck driver, you will be able to live happily with your monthly salary and subsidy.
For that little money, there's no point in risking it.
After chatting for a while, Li Weidong's social anxiety developed and he became familiar with the security officers.
I quickly checked out the basics of several security officers.
Section Chief Zhang is a veteran who has really been on the battlefield and seen blood. Sometimes he is not even given the respect of the factory director in the factory.
Director Wang, Director Zhang, and the little Director Liu were all transferred from the public security department.
These days, the salary of the factory security department is much higher than that of the public security department, and many people can only dream of it.
After knowing the situation, Li Weidong dispersed a circle of cigarettes again and took one in his mouth.
Pick up the tongs, pick up a piece of charcoal, light the cigarette, and blow out a beautiful smoke ring.
"To tell you the truth, I joined the rolling mill team for a reason."
Section Chief Zhang frowned: "Comrade Li, is there a story here?"
Li Weidong nodded, his expression serious:
"My father was a veteran of the 39th Army Automobile Company of the 13th Corps, and was one of the first veterans to cross the Yalu River.
He was originally a cheerful person, but after he came back, he became taciturn all day long.
No mention of past experiences.
He just told me that when I grow up, I will become a truck driver, work hard for many years, and work hard to build the motherland.
Only when the motherland is strong can we not be bullied."
These days, all the memories of my predecessor have awakened.
Every time Li Weidong thinks of the father he has never met, his heart is filled with admiration.
It was because of them that they fought bloody battles at the front, taking one punch to avoid a hundred punches from coming.
Only later generations can gain decades of stable development.
The atmosphere in the ear room instantly became solemn, and there was a sound of a needle falling, silently, silently.
Only curls of smoke drifted in the air along with the cold wind that slipped in through the crack in the door.
for a long time.
Section Chief Zhang put out the cigarette butt, twitched the corner of his mouth twice, and gave a thumbs up: "I am the second batch to cross the Yalu River. I understand the real situation. Your dad and the others are really good!"
Li Weidong nodded heavily and muttered:
"Dad was in an accident a few months ago and died heroically to protect the country's property.
I gave up my original job and resolutely joined the steel rolling mill just to inherit his legacy."
"Okay, my father is a hero and my son is a good man. Our steel rolling mill needs ambitious young people like you."
Section Chief Zhang stood up, walked to Li Weidong, and patted him heavily on the shoulder.
With the relationship between his parents, Section Chief Zhang, who had always had a straight face, became much more relaxed.
After a while, the title of Li Weidong changed from "Comrade Li" to "Weidong". This chapter has been completed!