Chapter 78 Paper Shoes

On the day when the peak reaches the end of life, the streets are full of people.

Wang Weidong also stood in the crowd and looked at the truck passing slowly.

The truck was driving very slowly, and Gao Feng was standing on the side of the back of the truck with his head down.

Ordinarily, Gao Feng should be able to see the people on the street below looking up at them, and even identify Wang Weidong in the crowd.

But he couldn't see anything.

Wang Weidong noticed that his eyes were blank and empty.

Gao Feng, who used to be so fat that his clothes would burst, is now as thin as a monkey.

Those who usually show off their power and show off their power as if they have no fear of heaven and earth, when they are proud, they don't care about the dignity or even the lives of others, but when it's their turn to face the test of life and death, they are more bears than bears.

If there weren't people on both sides holding Gao Feng's shoulders tightly, he would have collapsed on the truck like mud.

Wang Weidong turned to look at the people around him, with surprise and even a little smile on their faces. Several women pointed at the truck and chattered.

There was absolutely no chill in watching so many people die, nor was there any joy in helping the people get rid of harm. This scene was a bit like people walking out of their homes on New Year's Day and standing on both sides of the street to watch the Yangko Festival.

Four trucks drove slowly, carrying a dozen young people on board towards the end of their lives.

Wang Weidong was on duty at the factory. In his sleep, he seemed to be in a large bathhouse. The steam was so thick that he couldn't breathe.

Wang Weidong suddenly opened his eyes and heard the sound of rushing water in the darkness. He felt damp and hot.

"No, the heating pipe is leaking!" Wang Weidong shouted involuntarily.

Central heating started in mid-October. Before heating, I had to test the water. Unexpectedly, the heating pipe in the factory ran out of water.

In the darkness, he stretched his feet to the ground and plunged his feet directly into the warm water.

After finally finding shoes, Wang Weidong turned on the light while wearing wet shoes. The office and the workshop outside were soaked in nearly ten centimeters of water.

It took Wang Weidong five minutes to find the valve and tighten it. He carefully checked the water pipes and radiators, and finally found a crack in a radiator. The hot water leaked from here.

He took a broom and began to sweep the water out. After sweeping for more than an hour, he finally swept away almost all the water. Wang Weidong straightened up, his back was sore and his legs were weak.

He looked down at the leather shoes on his feet, which were soaked in water and wrinkled like dried orange peels.

Chen Jihong bought this pair of leather shoes for him. He oiled the leather shoes every day and cleaned the dust from the soles and maintained them very carefully.

Wang Weidong felt regretful. It was a pity that the leather shoes had only been bought for a few days, and it was even more pity that Chen Jihong was so heartbroken.

He walked back to the office and sat on the bed, trying to take off his leather shoes to relax his feet.

But the leather shoes were not taken off, but the feet came out of the leather shoes, and there was a tear in the upper of the leather shoes.

"The cowhide shouldn't crack no matter how much it is soaked in water, right?" Wang Weidong said in confusion.

He brought the leather shoe on his right foot close to his eyes and carefully observed the crack.

"Where is this cowhide? Isn't this a paper shell? How could I forget that these unscrupulous guys have already started producing paper shell leather shoes!" Wang Weidong cursed.

Until seven o'clock in the morning, workers arrived one after another.

Wang Weidong put the shoes on his feet and tied the shoes and feet together with hemp rope.

After arranging production tasks in advance and distributing electronic components, Wang Weidong hurried home.

There are many pedestrians on the road, and most of them are students going to school.

"Hai Ji - this is thunder!"

A half-year-old child sang as he walked.

This is the theme song of the popular TV series Huo Yuanjia. When walking on the street, I often hear someone singing it in half-baked Cantonese.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Several children ran a few steps with their schoolbags on their backs and then stopped to compete with each other in martial arts by imitating moves in martial arts movies.

One child had just posed with a golden rooster on his own, and another child with quick hands and eyes had already slapped him with a pair of iron palms.

The independent child of Golden Rooster was unsteady and fell backwards, hitting Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong, who was already angry, shouted: "Go to school quickly. Do you know what safety is? Don't fight in the street!"

These children were at their naughty age and were not afraid of Wang Weidong at all. They all looked at him with playful smiles.

One of the children saw the shoes on Wang Weidong's feet tied with hemp rope.

"Look, these broken shoes!" the child shouted as if he had discovered a new world.

"loose woman!"

"loose woman!"

Other children also shouted.

Wang Weidong was going crazy.

He raised his right foot as if to kick, but the shoe flew out like a hidden weapon!

The paper-shell leather shoes landed four or five meters away. One child quickly picked up the paper-shell leather shoes and threw it out with all his strength. The other children also ran in the direction in which the paper-shell leather shoes were flying.

Throw it once, twice, and three times. In the blink of an eye, the ill-fated paper shoe is fifty or sixty meters away from Wang Weidong.

It was too late to chase after him, Wang Weidong cursed bitterly: "A bunch of little bastards, all of them are repeating the grade and becoming squatters!"

He wore the remaining paper-shell leather shoe and the other sock-clad foot stepped on the cold ground and limped toward home.

Wang Weidong didn't go far before his feet were almost frozen.

He felt that his right foot was slowly becoming numb and losing consciousness.

A middle-aged man riding a bicycle stopped and asked, "Weidong, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Weidong raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man wearing glasses. It turned out to be Professor Zhang. The radio that was produced by the radio factory and could listen to TV programs was the drawing he drew.

"Professor Zhang, where are you going?" Wang Weidong asked without answering the question.

"Winter is coming soon. I will go to the farmer's market to buy several hundred kilograms of vegetables." Professor Zhang replied.

At this time of year, no matter who you are, there is an important thing to do, which is to buy several hundred kilograms of cabbage, radish, potatoes and green onions to store at home, otherwise there will be no vegetables to eat in the winter.

"Professor Zhang, please take me home on your bicycle first. I'll change my shoes and go to the farmer's market with you. I'll pick out the cabbage, radish and potatoes carefully!" Wang Weidong said.

"Okay, I'll take you home." Professor Zhang said.

He turned the bicycle around. Wang Weidong sat on the back seat of the bicycle and pointed out the location of Professor Zhang's home.

He has been living in Harbin for the past two years, so every year before the Spring Festival, Wang Weidong brings his things to Professor Zhang's house to pay New Year greetings. The two of them are already very familiar with each other.

"These unscrupulous people use paper shells to make leather shoes! The quality of the shoes in the past few years was good, but the style was old and ugly. The leather shoes my wife bought for me are very nice, but I didn't expect them to be made of paper shells!" Wang Weidong complained.

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"Yes, if you control it, you will die, if you let it go, it will cause chaos!" Professor Zhang replied while pedaling.

"A professor as big as you is out to buy cabbage, why can you ask your students to help you?" Wang Weidong said.

"How can that be done? How can we control the students! Besides, they still have to attend classes normally." Professor Zhang said decisively.
Chapter completed!