Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

During the beginning of summer in May, the locust flowers in Yanjing City are in full bloom.

Li Xiangnan stared at a three-wheeled rickshaw in the factory, which was carrying the traction equipment that Huo Jinsen and Wen Qiuya had worked on all day and all night at Chunyu Factory No. 2 and was heading to Nianwei Hospital.

Ding Yuqiu rode her bike side by side with him, her nose still glistening with sweat, but she didn't feel hot or tired at the moment. She was full of energy and excitement.

Wen Qiuya followed the tricycle on her bike, not daring to slow down for fear of falling behind.

In the back seat, Huo Jinsen, who was holding the tractor, was complaining bitterly.

He was not complaining because of the bumpy road conditions, but at the moment, he wanted to sleep.

He got up at seven o'clock yesterday morning and it is now two-thirty in the afternoon. When he counted carefully, he realized that he had not slept for 31 hours!

After long periods of mental thinking and physical labor, Huo Jinsen felt physically and mentally exhausted.

At this moment, sitting in the swaying back seat, one feels like standing in a ball of cotton, and sleepiness comes over me like a tide.

But Huo Jinsen knew that he couldn't sleep now!

The tractor he and Minister Wen had worked so hard to build could not have any accidents along the way.

So he held on to the tractor that was shaking back and forth with both hands, and kept biting his lower lip to keep himself awake.

"Jinsen, how about we switch?"

Wen Qiuya saw that his eyelids were fighting, his eyes had already turned bloodshot, and he kept shaking his head, so she shouted loudly.

"No need, I can hold on!" Huo Jinsen replied, but just as he finished speaking, the tricycle suddenly shook, and due to the inertia of the front and back and the moment of being in the air, he fell backwards to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Wen Qiuya was so frightened that she tilted the car to the side.

"Huo Jinsen!" Ding Yuqiu, who was riding in front, looked back and quickly shouted, "Stop the car to the south!"

brush!

The tricycle was stopped by Li Xiangnan. He sighed and looked back, then he said "shit" in his heart and quickly jumped off and ran back.

"Are you okay, Jinsen? Blame it on me! I didn't pay attention to the stone!"

At this moment, Huo Jinsen fell to the ground, holding up the fallen tractor with both hands. With an apologetic look on his face, he hurriedly shouted: "Quickly check if the tractor is broken? I caught it..."

Li Xiangnan glared at him. "It's already this hour and you're still concerned about the machine. Are you hurt?"

Huo Jinsen shook his head. After he pulled the machine away, he sat up with an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry, Mr. Li. It's my fault. I felt limp and wanted to sleep all the time. I didn't pay attention to the road conditions at all. I didn't catch it when I was bumped..."

"Hey!" After hearing this, Li Xiangnan pulled his hand and pulled him up, "It's still my fault. I shouldn't have let you work overtime like this. It's too hard..."

"Hey, hey, hey, Jinsen is fine, you two stop apologizing to each other!" Ding Yuqiu had already circled around Huo Jinsen and checked the tractor. No one was injured and the machine was intact.

Wen Qiuya squatted on the ground and observed for a while, then said in fear: "Fortunately, we are not fast!"

Li Xiangnan nodded and patted Huo Jinsen on the shoulder. "Have a cigarette to wake you up. Come ride the bike. You won't be so sleepy after you get moving! I'll sit in the back and support you!"

They are both men with their weight, so it is naturally unrealistic to let Ding Yuqiu and Wen Qiuya ride a tricycle to transport people and goods.

"Have one!" Huo Jinsen didn't smoke before, but now he can't wait to have one to wake himself up.

After I let him ride on the bike again, the effect was much better and there were no more problems.

However, Li Xiangnan has a comprehensive understanding of the resilience of this boy Huo Jinsen.

Maybe Wen Qiuya is right, the second factory can be handed over to him.

Several people panted as they carried the instruments back to Nianwei Hospital. When they arrived nearby, it was almost four o'clock.

The hot midday heat began to fade away at this time, and the air in Nianwei Hospital, surrounded by the wilderness, was filled with the mixed fragrance of locust flowers and lilacs.

"Oh my god, we're finally here!" Ding Yuqiu saw the hospital building just around the corner and silently wiped her cheeks that were flushed from long hours of cycling.

"call!"

The three people at the back breathed a sigh of relief.

Boom boom boom…

But at this moment, a gong sounded suddenly at the hospital gate.

"Dear uncles and aunts..."

During this time, there was also a childish boy's voice.

The tricycle suddenly slowed down, and Li Xiangnan held the tractor and slightly turned his head to look towards the gate of the yard.

Yu Yiyang was holding a gong as big as his arms and beating it.

"Stop for a while!" Li Xiangnan knocked on the iron sheet of the tricycle.

"it is good!"

Huo Jinsen stopped the car, Ding Yuqiu and Wen Qiuya also stopped beside the car. They looked at each other and looked at Li Xiangnan in confusion.

"Let's check the situation first!"

Li Xiangnan took out a cigarette and gave it to Huo Jinsen, saying as he did so.

The tractor had to pass through the door and into the yard, and would have to pass in front of Yu Yi Yang and his circus stall. When they saw him, the Yu family would definitely interrupt their performance, and the people who had gathered with great difficulty for the show would immediately disperse.

Li Xiangnan knew that it was extremely difficult for the Yu family to make money.

They parked the tricycle in front of the stall where they were selling goods and did not move forward.

But it took Yu Yiyang three times to gather seven or eight people.

An auntie passing by stopped with a thermos in her hand and said, "Isn't this the child of Old Yu? How come he can't control the situation and is performing again? That would be a joke!"

"You can earn as much as you can, who would complain about having too much money?"

"Hey, compared to life, what's face? The fathers of those two kids are almost dead!"

People around joined in the fun.

Huo Jinsen and Wen Qiuya looked at each other, and their eyes dimmed.

"mom!"

Although there were few people, Yu Yiyang still called out to his mother with confidence.

Gong Jinhua took a deep breath, patted her son on the shoulder, bent down and got into the faded wooden barrel.

This is "jujitsu barrel drilling", one of my father's best skills.

Yu Yiyang saw that his mother's hands were shaking - the mouth of the bucket was a circle smaller than the one his father used, and she was stuck in the middle and couldn't move forward or backward.

The crowd laughed.

\"Get out of the way!\"

When he saw that the crowd was going in the wrong direction, Yu Yiyang suddenly threw away the gong, somersaulted to the center of the field, and rushed to save the situation.

He grabbed the blue and white bowl that his father often used and placed it on his head. The rough glaze on the bottom of the bowl scratched his scalp painfully.

This is "balancing bowls". He has secretly practiced it countless times and has never stacked more than three bowls.

\"Everyone, watch this!\" Yu Yiyang stood on tiptoe, and the bowl was about to fall.

When the fifth bowl was stacked up, the one at the bottom suddenly slipped off.

He subconsciously reached out to take it, and the whole stack of bowls shattered to the ground.

The crowd exploded with a buzz.

"Hahahaha!" Everyone around was laughing.

The man in overalls spat out the melon seed shells and said, "You dare to charge for this kind of craftsmanship?"

Yu Yiyang squatted on the ground, looking at his father's bowl being broken by him, and he was completely stunned.

He was awakened by the laughter all around him. He lowered his head and saw his mother struggling to get out of the bucket. He lowered his head with red eyes and picked up the fragments. The edge of the porcelain piece cut his finger, and he secretly smeared the blood on his trouser leg.

Gong Jinhua finally crawled out of the bucket at this moment, with sawdust on her hair.

\"The child's father is in the hospital...\" She originally thought that she could gather some popularity with this statement, but her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she had to bend down to help her son pick up the fragments.

Several people turned and walked away.

At this time, Mr. Hou from the inpatient department came over with a cane and said, "Hey, isn't this the wife of Tianqiao Yu Jian? Old Yu injured himself in the rebar-wrapped neck performance that day and was hospitalized..."

His loud voice immediately attracted more people to gather around him.

Yu Yiyang turned his head to look at him and recognized him as he had stopped in front of his father's operating room.

He looked back again and saw a few patients in hospital gowns in the crowd, and they all seemed to be in the inpatient department.

There was an uncle who was as thin as a bamboo pole. He had an IV bottle hanging on his left hand and was groping in his pocket with his right hand.

Gong Jinhua seemed to understand something and hurriedly pulled up her son who was squatting on the ground. She wiped the sweat off her forehead, limped to the center of the field, and suddenly did a split.

When she was young, she could do the splits, but now she can only do 120 degrees.

Yu Yiyang looked at his mother's stubbornness in shock, wiped away his tears of grievance, grabbed the last three intact bowls, this time he didn't count, he just piled them on his head, then slowly knelt down, raised his head, and then straightened up little by little.

The bowl is very stable.

\"Good!" The patient on an IV drip suddenly cheered and threw over two one-cent coins.

The coin rolled to Yu Yiyang's feet, and he saw "Respiratory Department" printed on the man's hospital gown.

"The little guy has a promising future!"

"This split is fine!"

"come on!"

People kept throwing coins into the field, and the scene became quite lively for a while.

There was even an old lady in a blue shirt who trembled as she placed an aluminum lunch box in the middle of the field: "I made steamed vegetable dumplings..."

Yu Yiyang ran over and picked up the lunch box. He smelled the fennel stuffing and his stomach growled.

His mother's voice of thanks was filled with tears. He didn't dare to look up, for fear that his tears would wet the bowl.

The crowd slowly dispersed, and Yu Yiyang knelt on the ground and carefully wrapped up the broken bowl - his father said that the blue and white porcelain bowl was passed down from his grandfather's generation.

The mother suddenly squatted down and hugged him.

Yu Yiyang felt the warmth in his neck. He counted the patches on his mother's back and said, "Mom, I need to practice more. When I learn to play 'diabolo' like my father, I can make more money."

Gong Jinhua said nothing, but just hugged him tighter.

At this time, Li Xiangnan led Ding Yuqiu and the other three to push the cart over and asked with a smile, "Where is Qingqing?"

Yu Yiyang and his mother turned their heads to look, wiped their tears embarrassedly, stood up and replied: "Let her watch in the operating room. We can perform here and earn some money..."

Li Xiangnan glanced at the coin that Yu Yiyang had just picked up, and was afraid that it was not even seven cents. He sighed slightly in his heart and pointed to the seat behind him.

"Let's go in together. The traction equipment for Brother Yu's surgery is ready!"

"Really, Dean?" Yu Yiyang and Gong Jinhua were both shocked and turned their heads to look behind the three-person car, their eyes full of anticipation.

They turned to look at Li Xiangnan at the same time, their eyes full of gratitude.

It seems that every time this person appears, there is a magical power that fills them with countless expectations and unlimited possibilities.