Siheyuan: Days of bird abuse in Siheyuan

Fitter practical skills +0.01

Fitter practical skills +0.01

……

Feeling his practical ability improving continuously and with Zheng Baoguo's surprise and praise, Hou Weimin ended his day at the steel mill.

After get off work, Hou Weimin did not go home.

Instead, I went to the wild lake to fish.

However, before fishing, he used the luck charm he won in the last lottery.

"I wonder what big fish I can catch by using the Fortune Talisman."

Hou Weimin thought with full anticipation.

Fishing skill +0.01

Fishing skill +0.01

……

Nowadays, Hou Weimin is becoming more and more adept at fishing.

After successfully catching three big grass carps and a small whitebait, Hou Weimin put away his fishing rod.

"Why does the luck charm seem to have no effect this time?"

Holding the miscellaneous fish in his hand, Hou Weimin couldn't help but speak.

"Forget it. If I get it, I'm lucky. If I don't, it's my fate."

Having become a third-level fitter, Hou Weimin is very satisfied that his life is developing in a good direction.

“It’s really inconvenient~”

Walking along the path, thinking that it would take a long time to get back to the courtyard, Hou Weimin wondered whether he should buy a bicycle.

Now, he already has a bicycle ticket, plus the two hundred yuan that Yi Zhonghai gave him in exchange for letting him write a letter of apology to He Yuzhu, he can now buy a bicycle.

Buy a bike!

Soon, Hou Weimin made a decision.

Today's bicycles are the equivalent of sports cars in the 21st century. Riding one out to go on a blind date with a girl will increase your chances of success by several percent.

"Help, help~"

An urgent call came.

!

Following the source of the sound, Hou Weimin saw a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit struggling in the water, and it seemed that he might sink to the bottom of the lake at any time.

Without hesitation, Hou Weimin took off his shoes and coat and jumped directly into the water.

Swimming experience +0.01

Swimming experience +0.01

……

Hou Weimin dragged the square-faced middle-aged man who had lost consciousness and fallen into a coma to the shore.

There was a fishing rod floating in the river, and it was obvious that the middle-aged man fell into the water while fishing.

!

Hou Weimin pressed hard on the middle-aged man's stomach.

"Pfft~"

Finally, a lot of river water came out of his mouth.

Looking at the middle-aged man who had a heartbeat but was still in a coma, Hou Weimin was in a dilemma.

After a few seconds of mental preparation, I decided to open his mouth and give him artificial respiration.

After all, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.

"Cough cough~"

Just as Hou Weimin was about to close his eyes and move, a cough was heard.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes at this time, and Hou Weimin was stunned, his wide eyes filled with disbelief.

Just like when he met Wang Xiaolin that year, the middle-aged man who had just woken up was filled with great luck!

So this is my destiny!

"You're awake, do you want me to take you home?"

Hou Weimin hurriedly took off his coat and covered the middle-aged man with it.

It is autumn now and the cold is getting stronger.

At this time, the middle-aged man's whole body was soaked. If he did not take timely insulation measures and allowed himself to suffer from hypothermia, it would obviously be a very dangerous thing.

"Ministry, leader, where have you been!"

Just as the middle-aged man was about to speak, an anxious voice was heard, and Hou Weimin saw two figures running towards him.

After a while, an elegant middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses and a tall and strong young man with a sharp face appeared beside them.

When the young man glared at him, Hou Weimin felt as if he was being stared at by a tiger.

murderous look!

Subconsciously, Hou Weimin tightened his muscles and slightly moved his body in a certain Bajiquan movement.

!

"Secretary Zhang, Xiao Sun, I just fell into the water and this young man saved me."

After the square-faced middle-aged man said this, the young man put away his murderous aura.

"Offended."

The man called Xiao Sun looked at Hou Weimin with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then nodded lightly to Hou Weimin.

"Thank you for saving me, young man. Which unit are you from?"

Looking at the blue coat he was wearing, the square-faced middle-aged man spoke.

He recognized it; it was the clothes the workers wore!

!

"Well, being brave is what every young person should do. Uncle, you don't have to be polite. I'm just an ordinary fitter at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Since you're okay, I'll go back first. I still have things to do."

Having said that, Hou Weimin turned around and left.

The middle-aged man kept staring at Hou Weimin until his figure disappeared before he withdrew his gaze!

Secretary Zhang quickly helped up the square-faced middle-aged man who was still wearing the blue coat that Hou Weimin had taken off.

"Minister Wu, you have to go to the hospital for a check-up. Xiao Zhang, drive the car over here."

Secretary Zhang, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, gave instructions to the tall and strong young man.

"it is good."

"Secretary Zhang, go to the steel mill and check on the young man just now."

Said the middle-aged man called Minister Wu.

"Yes."

……

Who is the other party?

Hou Weimin remembers that the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses said the word "bu" at the beginning?

Could it be the minister from somewhere?

Ministry of Metallurgy? Ministry of Machinery? Ministry of Industry?

The senior leader who was familiar with Sha Zhu was the deputy minister of the Ministry of Machinery and was also the person in charge of the steel rolling mill.

Forget it.

Hou Weimin couldn't think of it and stopped thinking about it.

In another two years, that era will arrive, and there will be no harm in being able to establish a relationship with such a big shot.

When Hou Weimin returned to the courtyard, a big drama was also taking place in the central courtyard of the steel rolling mill.

……

Wang Baohua, with her hands on her hips, her face swollen and purple from being pinched, and her head covered with gauze, was glaring at Jia Zhang who was standing opposite her.

Behind her was a tall and strong young man, a rare sight in her generation.

This is her son.

"Jia Cuihua, you can't pay a penny less than 300 yuan, otherwise I will call the police and have you arrested."

"Old Jia! Please open your eyes. After you are gone, everyone will bully us orphans and widows."

Jia Zhang, whose face was also swollen like a pig's head, was slumped on the ground, patting her thighs and practicing her undead summoning magic.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

Hou Weimin walked to Yan Bugui's side and asked in a low voice.

After seeing Hou Weimin, Yan Bugui explained to him.

It turned out that Director Wang saw that the two women were seriously injured in the morning. After separating them, he did not punish them on the spot, but only said that the fault this time was Jia Zhang's.

After Wang Baohua had her wounds treated in the hospital, she brought her son to the courtyard to seek justice, and insisted that Jia Zhang pay her 300 yuan in compensation, otherwise she would call the police and have Jia Zhang, who had thrown the stone at her first, go to jail.

And how could Jia Zhang be willing to pay three hundred yuan? That's why Hou Weimin saw Jia Zhang lying on the ground, using her personal skills.

"Wei Min, did you buy this fish?"

Yan Bugui looked eagerly at the three big grass carps and one small whitebait in Hou Weimin's hands.

"Fishing."

"Caught?"

Yan Bugui opened his eyes wide in shock. He didn't know how many times he had gone to the wild lake to fish, but he had never had such a big catch like Hou Weimin.

There was jealousy in Yan Bugui's eyes.

"Uncle, I can't eat this fish. Please keep this little white mullet. Don't despise it."

As he spoke, Hou Weimin handed the small white strips strung together with a straw rope to Yan Bugui.

"I'm so sorry, Uncle, these are all up to you,"

Yan Bugui happily took the small white receipt handed over by Hou Weimin.

Although it is small, if you use it to make soup, everyone can taste the fishy flavor.

Secretly, Yan Bugui has already started to figure out how to eat the little white strip in his hand.

Hou Weimin ignored the cheerful Yan Bugui and turned his attention back to the court.