The guest house of the state-owned 9621 factory, located in the living quarters, was built in another small ravine outside the compound.

More than a dozen dormitory buildings are built along the mountain, and the highest red brick building is only five floors.

There are some dry bases made of rammed dirt underneath, presumably for waterproofing.

Although the interior of the guest house is simple, it is still relatively clean.

Two people, one person, one room.

The waiter comrade brought an iron pot and an enamel basin and helped light the charcoal fire.

The room suddenly warmed up.

"Comrade, don't close the door at night."

"Why?"

"Ahem, if you get poisoned, we can rush in and save you."

“......”

Li Weidong looked at the flickering charcoal fire and was silent, thought for a while, turned around and opened the window.

The cold wind came in through the cracks, and it was cold.

Be cold, be safe!

After a tiring day, Li Weidong's eyelids couldn't open for a long time.

Lying heavily on the bed, lay out a word.

A dreamless night.

In the early morning, I was awakened by a loudspeaker: "Our team is facing the sun, stepping on the land of the motherland, and shouldering the hope of the motherland...... Forward, forward......"

In the early morning of winter, the heat in the quilt and the person's body temperature just intersect, forming a natural atmosphere that makes people reluctant to get up.

I wanted to sleep a little longer, when there was a sharp knock at the door.

"Master, master, it's time for us to go and make money!"

Yes, the apprentice is right, making money is important.

Li Weidong got up with a yawn, and after some washing, he and Niu Meng walked to the parking lot.

The morning at the Arsenal was not pretty, with a thick layer of soot floating in the sky and the loud sound of a splint hammer could be heard everywhere.

What makes Li Weidong feel new is that there are too many bullet casings here.

Within two steps, Li Weidong kicked a bullet casing.

The shell shot far away and landed with a crisp sound.

As the truck was starting, Li Weidong suddenly heard the roar of heavy artillery in the distance.

The sound of cannons continued, one cannon was heavier than the other, and from a distance, thick black smoke rose from the mountain.

This should be the deputy of the team who is testing the gun, hoping to kill two wild boars today.

...

Start the truck, turn the steering wheel, and after being inspected by the sentries again, the truck leaves the arsenal.

Niu Meng spread the national highway map on the dashboard and turned into an artificial intelligence navigator: "Na, master, please turn left on the fork on the left, turn left after turning left, turn left after turning right, turn left after turning right, and we can get to Zhangjia City." ”

The Gill 150 is capable of reaching speeds of up to 65 yards when empty.

It took Li Weidong less than an hour to drive a truck to the outskirts of Zhangjia City.

Through the early morning mist, you can vaguely see the low-rise buildings in the suburbs.

Li Weidong stopped the truck, took out the red cloth under the seat and covered the license plate behind it.

Then I drove to the car and continued to move on.

When he saw a group of people standing at the entrance of the highway, Li Weidong slowed down and slowly leaned over.

In the cold wind, a group of members wearing torn cotton jackets squatted at the intersection with their necks bent, smoking and chatting.

"I didn't know there was a passing car to the capital today."

"Alas, I've been waiting for three days, my daughter's family is in Huailai, I gave birth to a big fat boy a while ago, I saved a basket of eggs, and I found a certificate from the commune, but I couldn't buy a ticket."

"Three days is nothing, I've been waiting for ten days, my son is studying in the capital, and my wife and I want to go and see him."

"Alas, I want to hear the voice, is the car coming?"

When the crowd saw the truck jumping out of the horizon, they hurriedly waved their hands and ran over.

"Comrade conductor, please get ready!"

Li Weidong 'hehehe' smiled, twisted the steering wheel, and the truck drove towards the intersection.

"Yes!" Niu Meng took out a canvas bag from under the seat of the car and carried it in front of him, looking like a bus driver.

"Hold!" With a foot of the brake, the truck slowly stopped in front of the crowd.

"Master, are you going to Harbin City?"

"Have you come to arms?"

"What about Sioux City, I'm going to Sioux City."

...

The crowd crowded to the front of the truck.

Niu Meng rolled down the window and shouted twice before the crowd dispersed.

She jumped out of the car and shouted: "The car back to the capital, comrades in the direction of the capital, please line up." ”

"Also, the big guy took out all the letters of introduction, and if you don't have a letter of introduction, leave as soon as possible, I don't think I saw you."

Passengers have long known the rules and have lined up to pay.

"Comrade, I'll go to Huairou." A lady with a flower headscarf on her head, an egg basket, and a large package on her back asked.

"It's more than 200 kilometers to Huairou, and the car costs two yuan." Niu Meng said.

"The secretary of the commune really didn't deceive people, the passing car is cheap."

The eldest lady took out a very old handkerchief from her pocket and opened it layer by layer, and inside was a neatly rolled banknote.

The yellow-brown trucks, the green Yangtze River Bridge, and the largest face value are the reddish-brown hydropower stations.

She carefully counted out two yuan and handed it to Niu Meng: "Girl, this is two yuan, for you." ”

Niu Meng took the banknote, looked the aunt up and down, and said, "Auntie, it's freezing this day, you are so old, you can't stand it sitting in the car body." ”

"It's okay, the eldest lady is strong, she is the 'front row' in the commune, and she can earn ten cents a day like a man." The eldest lady said and patted the package behind her,

"Besides, with a quilt!"

The eldest lady was afraid that this little comrade would not let her get into the car, so she climbed into the car while talking.

There are long-distance buses to Huairou in Zhangjia City, but tickets are difficult to buy, not to mention, and the ticket price is twice as much as the passing car.

If you have that money, you might as well buy some old silver and give your grandson a long-life lock.

Li Weidong stared at it, this lady is also in her fifties, and she has the skills to fight with the young man.

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"Okay, if you really feel cold later, you can call me." Niu Meng handed over the egg basket.

Then turn around and collect the money.

"Girl, I'll go to Gujiaying."

"Gujiaying, 50 kilometers, charge you 5 cents."

"I'm going to Sioux City."

"Don't mess with it, young man, but Sioux City!"

...

The people who got on the truck laughed, and those members who didn't go by the way could only squat back and hope for good luck.

The truck started again, Li Weidong turned and put down the plate with a focused expression, while Niu Meng counted the harvest just now like a small wealth fan.

"One point, two points... Ah, just now we accepted sixteen passengers, and we earned a total of two yuan and three cents, which can buy more than 70 steamed buns. ”

The little face is full of happy smiles that belong to the dry rice people.

"That's it? Follow the master in the future and make sure you eat meat! Li Weidong grinned.

No wonder the cargo guys in the Security Section are so envious of the truck driver, it's easy to come quickly.

In these days, there were few vehicles on the road, and long-distance bus and train tickets were hard to find.

If you don't want to ride your bike for hundreds of miles in the cold wind, the best thing to do is to wait for a passing car.

The wagons of the rolling mill are generally full and empty, and it is easy to piggyback on thirty or forty passengers.

I can earn at least seven or eight yuan each time, which is often more than the driver's salary.

Carrying people and goods to make extra money has long become a rule.

If the people don't raise it, the officials don't hold it accountable, just like a cook bringing leftovers.

Moreover, even if someone wanted to report it, there was no evidence.

The license plate on the back of the car has been covered with a red cloth, who are you reporting!

Of course, piggybacking can only be done during the day.

The road is not safe, and it is the old rule that trucks do not stop at night.

...

Niu Meng lay on the car window, clutching the canvas bag tightly, looking at the shadow of the tree that was rapidly retreating, and blushed with excitement: "Master, I'll sing you a song!" ”

"Don't, don't, I'm not dozing off now!" Li Weidong turned the steering wheel around a donkey cart.

Niu Meng: "...."

Since the truck's fuel gauge had long been broken, Li Weidong estimated how much fuel he still had based on his experience.

After Gujiaying, he saw a small river ditch on the side of the road, and Li Weidong stopped the truck.

shouted to the passengers in the car: "Wait a minute, big guy, add some water, add some gas!" ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's still early!"

The middle-aged uncle in the car helped hand over the oil drum, and the dozen or so passengers also took the opportunity to jump out of the car and go straight to the grove next to it.

Why? People have three urgencies!