Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

The front of the car is connected to the handlebars of a motorcycle, the seat is modified from a car seat, and the car body is welded from tractor car body panels...

Oh my god, this appearance is so cool! If you ride this car on the street, it will definitely be the most beautiful luxury car on the streets of Chang'an, no worse than the tens of millions of supercars in the future!

I have to admire: they are indeed Chinese workers who can rub atomic bombs with their hands! They are really amazing, they are all great gods!

I just don't know how fast it can go when riding, and how much weight it can carry. She prayed in her heart that it wouldn't be a piece of shit that looks good on the surface but is useless in use!

"Uncle, can I try riding it?"

Uncle Niu patted the soft seat with his big hand and said, "Ride on, you little one, let me adjust the seat down first."

Han Zhaozhao was very surprised, "This seat can be adjusted?"

"Of course! The technician who helped to clean this car is a college student who was assigned to our factory last year.

He is an excellent student who graduated from the prestigious China Europe International Business School. If he didn't want to leave home, he would have gone abroad to study.

He is really talented! With the help of his fellow workers, let alone a tricycle, he might even be able to make a car if he has an engine.

It was a coincidence that your business happened. The factory was cleaning out the warehouse, and they found a lot of damaged motorcycle and truck parts that were thrown in before liberation.

We also found a piece of it from a scrap tractor carriage panel that was dismantled last year but not yet used to make steel.

Even if it's not enough to rub other things, it's enough to rub a small tricycle for you.

See this handlebar? It was sawed off a Japanese motorcycle and welded on.

See this seat? It was taken from a truck.

Does this carriage make a 'bang, bang' sound? This is on a tractor.

Look at this spring, it was also taken from a motorcycle. Although it is not torn and does not look new, it is a foreign product. The bearings here, here, and the chain are all hand-made by the workers.

"It's no use talking about it, Zhaozhao, try riding it, it's definitely easy to ride, and it's very brisk to pedal!"

Han Zhaozhao looked at it again and again, touched it again and again, and felt that what her hands were rubbing was just what she wanted.

Uncle Niu adjusted the seat, and Han Zhaozhao couldn't wait to get on it. With a flick of his legs, the tricycle rushed out of the alley and headed towards the main road.

As I was riding, I seemed to be feeling something. In a trance, I remembered the scene from the movie where Camel Xiangzi pulled a rickshaw.

She rode around with the wind blowing along the way, and ten minutes later she reluctantly rode back to the gate.

"Uncle Niu, this bike is really easy to ride. Just pedal lightly and the wheels will turn very fast. It's very convenient. The speed of this bike is not slower than a bicycle at all."

Without waiting for the car to stop, Han Zhaozhao excitedly reported his test drive experience.

Uncle Niu held his head high with pride and his chest puffed out. At that moment, Han Zhaozhao felt as if he looked very much like Xiao Sanzi!

"That's right! You don't know, as soon as you made this car, our director also took a fancy to it and is preparing the materials to make one for his grandfather!

This bike is easy to ride, can pull a lot, and runs fast. The key is that it is stable. Even an elderly person riding it will not easily tilt.

His old man had a leg injury, but he didn't want to stay at home. He went fishing and digging wild vegetables with a group of old men every day, and he fell off his bicycle several times.

With this car, the old man will feel more at ease when he goes out again..."

Han Zhaozhao listened to Uncle Niu's endless chatter and thought, Niu Xiaoyun said her father is quiet, is that it? Quiet? Her father is obviously a chatterbox, right?

"Zhao Zhao, there is something I need to explain to you. What about the fee?" Seeing that Han Zhaozhao was a little distracted, Uncle Niu felt that he had talked too much today and quickly brought the subject back.

"Ah, you mean the cost. It should be a lot of money. I am very satisfied with the car you helped me to build. It must have cost a lot of money.

Uncle, just tell me the amount, including the labor and material costs, and I will go home and get it for you."

Uncle Niu laughed happily. He said that Zhaozhao is a stubborn girl.

Technician Xiao Wang was worried about using such good materials, fearing that the client would think the price was too high and it would be difficult to deliver the goods!

He has been dealing with the Han family for so many years, and none of them, from the old to the young, are stingy in doing things.

What's more, he is the one who supports the Han family. If the old lady doesn't pay for these few dozen dollars, Zhaozhao can come up with it herself.

Digging medicinal herbs and catching scorpions, not counting the money from selling grain, just these two sources of income alone, this girl brought her children to make a lot of money last year.

They are all small wealthy people! Maybe, my three children are richer than my husband and I.

Woohoo! Thinking about it, I still feel a little sad. How did he get by? After half a lifetime, he is still a formal worker in a state-owned factory in the eyes of others, but his savings are not as much as those of a few children!

Life is such a failure!

Han Zhaozhao was a little confused by Uncle Niu's sudden loss of interest.

“Forget about the wages, it’s all work in exchange for work, and I help them a lot on a daily basis.

The materials have to be paid for, they are public property. The director said that they are all waste, we don’t need them, and we have to sell them to the waste collection station.

It's calculated based on the price of the scrap, so just pay $21.70."

Han Zhaozhao knew that it was a labor-for-labor exchange, as it was Uncle Niu who did the work himself, and they still had some affection for each other as co-workers.

Finally, she took out fifty yuan and handed it to Uncle Niu, "Uncle, take this money, put it into your account, use it to treat people, or buy something.

This is the first time we need help from someone, so we can’t be stingy and make people feel dissatisfied.”

"No, you don't need that much. Just keep twenty-two dollars in your account. There aren't that many problems among the workers. No one needs help from anyone else."

Han Zhaozhao refused, "This car was made for my family, it's not yours.

We are separated by a seat! Don’t make your co-workers unhappy and think that your relatives here are ignorant. Build a good relationship from the beginning. Maybe we will need their help in the future!”

Throwing down the money, Han Zhaozhao called Xiaoliang and Wu Ni to get on the bike, and they rode out of the alley and went for a ride on the street.

Niu Zhengyi held the money in his hand, thought about it, shook his head and smiled!

Hey! Why does he feel that he is not as smart as a seven or eight-year-old child in dealing with people and things?

Well, let’s listen to Zhao Zhao.

It just so happens that the annual grading examination is going to start next month. He should have been promoted to level four long ago. But isn't it because he doesn't know how to deal with things, only knows how to work hard, and has no connections with the higher-ups, that he has been suppressed for three years without any progress?

Earlier, my wife had advised me, but I didn't listen, saying that using connections was an unhealthy practice.

Think about it, I was wrong!

Not to mention the relationship between leaders and subordinates in the factory, even between fathers and sons and brothers, the relationship becomes closer and closer. When the contacts are less, the family affection becomes weaker.

He is already 40 years old this year and has been in the factory for 18 years, but his job level is not even as high as those young people who have just been in the factory for a few years. It is time to change his old ideas.

At night, Han Zhaozhao was lying on the kang, feeling happy: Hey, I got a bargain. The surprise that Uncle Niu gave me today was so unexpected. This hand-made tricycle was exactly what she wanted!

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There is a poem that says: "Spring rain is as precious as oil!"

It is quite expensive. This rain saved tens of millions of laborers, and the farmers were finally freed from carrying water on their shoulders to fight drought.