While walking, Yang Xinhua blamed himself and couldn't help but walk in the direction of Liu Mei's house. It was getting warmer and the weather was warmer than usual. Now, there was a backlog of fifteen tricycles.

Lai Heizi used the money he earned from delivering briquettes to weld four more tricycles. He organized all ten brothers to deliver briquettes to each truck, and he had one. There were only six briquette factories in the county, and he

Let each factory be equipped with a truck dedicated to delivering briquettes. The two Ouyang Yun sisters look after the house, do laundry and cook, and their small life seems to be prosperous.

Yang Xinhua looks sad. What he built is a tricycle manufacturing plant, but not a briquettes delivery service brigade. The better Lai Heizi's business of delivering briquettes, the more ironic he seems to be to Yang Xinhua!

How can I sell the car?

Liu Mei worked night shifts for two consecutive days and found that her mother did not come home from work every day during the day, so she couldn't help but ask Yang Xinhua to her home.

Yang Xinhua was in a bad mood. When she received Liu Mei's appointment, she was very troubled, but in the end she couldn't resist the temptation. She hurriedly arranged her work and went as promised. After get off work, Liu Mei waited on the roadside on her way to her house and picked her up. Yang Xinhua, take out the key and open the door.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Yang Xinhua was afraid that something might happen in the factory and wanted to go back.

Liu Mei raised her head and looked at the alarm clock. It was really ten o'clock. The happy time was really fast. It seemed like it was just a blink of an eye. Why was it already ten o'clock? Liu Mei was also afraid that her mother would come back suddenly, so she agreed with a hum, and both of them started

When it came to getting dressed, Yang Xinhua had few clothes and put them on quickly. He got out of bed and washed his hands in the basin.

As soon as he poured a handful of water on his face, Liu Mei saw it and immediately came over to stop him, poured out the water in the basin, and scooped out a new basin of water for him to wash his face. Yang Xinhua guessed that the water just poured out was not for Liu Mei to wash his face.

Right? Many families are not very particular and use a basin to wash their faces and feet.

Yang Xinhua prefers that Liu Mei cleans certain places, but he can only keep his thoughts in his heart. If he speaks out, Liu Mei will definitely be angry.

Liu Mei's towel still smelled good. Yang Xinhua wiped his face and waited to hand it to Liu Mei, who was washing her hands.

She was wearing a white high-neck sweater that she knitted with silk-sensitive wool. Her beautiful swan neck was covered, and her shoulders moved accordingly with Liu Mei's hand washing movements. Yang Xinhua stood behind Liu Mei, suddenly feeling a sense of protectiveness.

, gently took her into his arms,

The two had just met frankly on the bed, and Liu Mei obviously liked this action. She did not turn around, let Yang Xinhua hold her for a while and said, "My hands are wet. Let me go. You go back to the work. The less dangerous dates like this are."

The better, in case my mother really comes back."

"You're scared too," Yang Xinhua said teasingly, handing her the towel.

"Well, I just miss you more than I am afraid. This kind of thing is private between the two of us. Once it is exposed, people on the street will laugh at us to death!"

After being delivered to the door, Yang Xinhua turned around and saw that the passion on Liu Mei's face was still red. He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Liu Mei, I, I may not be able to marry you in this life."

Liu Mei looked at him, biting her lower lip and keeping silent. She had also heard about what happened in his family, but hearing about it was one thing, but actually speaking it out of Yang Xinhua's mouth was another thing. She wanted to pretend not to care,

But tears of grievance quickly filled his eyes, and there were two tear stains on his face.

Yang Xinhua wanted to reach out and wipe her off, but people were walking around him frequently, and being seen making intimate gestures to Liu Mei would cause unnecessary trouble.

Liu Mei wiped her tears with her arms and suddenly closed the door. Yang Xinhua knew that Liu Mei had not returned to the house, but was leaning against the door and crying. The sobbing and shaking door told everything. Yang Xinhua rationally advised himself that it was time to leave this place.

Turning onto Chengbei 2nd Road, the road was bumpy and had not been cleaned for many years. Paper balls and all kinds of rubbish were tumbling along with the wheels. There were only a few sparse willow trees on the roadside, and some were hanging on the branches with fallen leaves.

Inexplicable things are shaking slightly in the cold wind. The ditches on the roadside don't have flies flying around and giving off a smell like in summer. The water in the ditches in winter is still black, and long floating objects are pulled towards the direction of the flow. Just take a look.

Don't want to take a second look.

He still remembered the first time he came to Liu Mei's house. At that time, the tricycle factory had just been built. He had great ambitions to rebuild the road and cover up the disgusting drainage ditch, so that his beloved could walk in the environment of warm spring flowers every day.

Now, tricycles cannot be sold, and his ambition is like a dark cloud, suppressing his ambition.

Liu Mei is such a good girl. She was scared in her heart, but she still made an appointment with him. He liked the words Liu Mei said when she wiped her hands very much. He was so moved by those words that he almost had sex with a girl carrying vegetables.

The old lady collided with her. The old lady teased her and said, "Young man, if you want any girl, just go find her and wander around on the road to see how lustful you are!"

Yang Xinhua blushed and quickly stepped out of the way, waiting for the old lady to pass by. He was like a magic bottle with the cork uncorked by the old lady. He came up with a bold idea and asked Lai Heizi to lead others, each riding a tricycle.

Walking around the streets, there is a sign with the address of the tricycle factory on the car. I believe that in a few days, everyone in Quanping County will know that there is a tricycle manufacturer in Jiuluan Village.

Yang Xinhua was a little uneasy when he went to work all afternoon. Fortunately, he was the team leader and asked his subordinates to make good preparations for the launch of the big ferry tomorrow. The shipyard has a ship launch every month, so his subordinates were familiar with the preparation work.

When they arrived at the tricycle factory in the evening, Lai Heizi and his brothers were having a meal. Each of them had a bowl of cabbage, vermicelli stewed with tofu, and a plate of stinky salt beans. Yang Xinhua had already eaten in the factory, and when he saw how delicious they were eating, he took the bowl and said

Half a bowl of rice soup with some cabbage vermicelli. Ouyang Yun wanted to give him a seat, but he refused and squatted like everyone else, drinking and purring.

After a while, Zheng Wei also arrived. He brought a large bag of steamed buns from the construction site, as well as a large bag of fried pickled radish leaves wrapped in lotus leaves. Children who liked eating steamed buns or radish leaves rushed to grab them. Yang Xinhua suddenly felt that he liked them very much.

Such a scene.

Zheng Wei also came after dinner. Seeing that Yang Xinhua looked better than usual, he asked, "Have you figured out how to sell tricycles?"

"Yeah." Yang Xinhua was very confident. He called Lai Heizi, who had eaten well, and the three of them went to the factory director's room. The room had been cleaned, and there were tables and chairs in the middle that Liu Mei had welded with scrap materials.

Red paint looks festive.
Chapter completed!