When Xu Qing saw Xu Damao coming over, he raised his head, chewed the potato pieces in his mouth, and asked vaguely:

"Brother Damao, is there something wrong?"

"Hey, I have nothing to do. I just came to talk to you." Xu Damao took a bite of the steamed bun held in his left hand, took two bites of vegetables, and then said: "By the way, that bicycle ticket you mentioned last time.

How's it going?"

Xu Qing saw that Xu Damao seemed to be talking casually and didn't care, as if he was just chatting and mentioning it casually.

But Xu Qing had already guessed in his heart that Xu Damao came to him for this matter.

After all, according to Xu Damao's temperament, he would never take the initiative to chat with someone for no reason. Of course, except for one possibility, the other party is a woman!

Xu Qing stopped the chopsticks in his hand and thought about splitting the bicycle ticket into two. Although he could only split a small part each time, a little slower, it was only a matter of time before the split was successful.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Qing looked at Xu Damao and said:

"Brother Damao, the tickets are almost there. I wonder how people are doing by asking?"

When Xu Damao heard this, he turned to look at Xu Qing, immediately took back the steamed bun that had just been brought to his mouth, looked around, and asked hurriedly:

"Have you got the tickets?"

"Almost."

"Okay, I'll get off work in the afternoon. Brother, I'll help you do some research. But it's approaching the New Year, so I'm afraid it's hard to talk."

Xu Qing remained dubious about the second half of Xu Damao's sentence.

It stands to reason that as the New Year is approaching, there will be less people wanting bicycle tickets than usual during this festival, but it is not impossible.

Rich people naturally don't care about this. If they can get a ticket and buy a bicycle before the New Year, wouldn't it be more honorable to ride a brand-new bicycle out in front of relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year?
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Xu Qing saw Xu Damao finishing his meal in a hurry and leaving first, so he quickly finished the steamed bun in his hand and wanted to leave the canteen.

On a cold day, the spacious canteen is as cold as an ice cellar. It's okay in summer, but now it's winter, and the cold and freezing feeling is not pleasant at all.

Although my body has warmed up a bit after lunch, my feet have remained motionless just now and are slightly numb from the cold.

In this era without heating, winter is really miserable.

Xu Qing moved for a while, then stood up and scooped out a bowl of rice soup. He didn't care how much rice was in the soup. While it was hot, he picked up the bowl and poured it into his stomach.

Two steamed buns, a bowl of white radish stewed with potatoes, and a bowl of hot rice soup.

Regardless of whether you hug her or not, your belly will always be full.

As for whether there are rice worms in the rice soup, I don't even care. These days, if you just eat and drink, you are content if you don't starve to death. Who cares about that?

Even if there is, after simmering it in the pot for an hour or two, it has already been cooked and turned into protein. It can be swallowed into the stomach and used as a snack.

Walking out of the cafeteria, Xu Qing, like other workers who had finished their meal, braved the heavy snow and the biting cold wind and hurried back to the workshop.

In the third workshop, Er Mazi had already finished his meal early and came back one step ahead of everyone else.

Xu Qing stood at the door of the workshop, stamping off the snow stuck to his shoes. As soon as he walked into the workshop, he saw Er Mazi leaning against the corner with his hands in the sleeves of his cotton-padded jacket and smoking a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

Er Mazi's surname is Diao and his name is De Er. He has no pockmarks on his face. He is thin and not short at 1.7 meters. The reason why he has such a nickname is because he is the second eldest child in the family.

If his eldest brother has pockmarks on his face, others will call him Big Brother Pockmarked and Erpocked.

Er Mazi is in the third workshop. Naturally, he is also a fitter, but he came to the factory a few years before Xu Qing. During his apprenticeship, his master was Yi Zhonghai.

Originally, when Xu Qing entered the factory, the factory also planned to arrange for Yi Zhonghai to take Xu Qing.

First of all, Xu Qing came to the factory for the first time and did not understand all aspects of the factory. Considering that Yi Zhonghai and Xu Qing lived in the same compound, he wanted Yi Zhonghai to take him with him. After all, they were both people who lived in the same compound. We have become more familiar with each other during the time. Whether at work or after get off work, Yi Zhonghai can also help take care of her.

Secondly, Yi Zhonghai is also an old man in the factory, and his benchwork skills are quite good. Like Xu Qing's current master, Lao Zhang, he is an eighth-level benchworker.

They are all experienced masters who have many apprentices in the factory.

But Yi Zhonghai declined.

As for the reason, Xu Qing was not around at the time and didn't know it. He later gradually heard about it from others.

But Xu Qing doesn’t care who leads him. As the old saying goes, if the master leads you in, cultivation depends on the individual.

Master is just a guide. As for whether you can eat this bowl of rice in the future and whether you can eat well, it all depends on your personal ability.

If you are capable, you will be able to make a good job. If you are not capable, you will fail because you are not good at learning and cannot blame others.

Xu Qing has known this truth for a long time, so since Yi Zhonghai is unwilling to teach him, Xu Qing will not rush to teach him.

It’s not like I’m jealous and I won’t eat dumplings anymore!

At this time, there were only Er Mazi and Xu Qing in the third workshop, and the others had not returned yet.

Er Mazi rubbed his body against the wall, stretched out his right hand from the sleeve of his cotton-padded jacket, pinched the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, flicked the ashes away, and gestured towards Xu Qing to the cigarette box on the ground beside him.

"Get it yourself. My cigarettes only cost eight cents. I don't have any cigarettes. I don't like them. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Xu Qing walked up to Er Mazi and sat next to him. He picked up the cigarette box with his backhand and shook out a cigarette. Without grabbing a match, he reached out and snatched the cigarette butt from the corner of Er Mazi's mouth, pointed it at the fire, and stuffed it back.

Xu Qing also smoked cigarettes before he came to this world. At first it was out of curiosity, then it became a habit, then it became annoyance and loneliness, and finally it became an annoyance again.

Now, Xu Qing feels that he is neither a habit nor a curiosity, nor a loneliness, but annoyance!

Because there are three little ones waiting for him at home.

As the eldest brother, he has to work hard and make money!

The only good thing is that I only have three younger brothers and sisters, not many.

If we were like Ma Jiefang's family or Master Zhang's family, we would have seven or eight brothers and sisters.

Xu Qing felt that he was selling iron and blood, but he was afraid it would be difficult to maintain.

After get off work in the afternoon.

Xu Qing saw Xu Damao riding his bicycle and heading out to the factory gate in a hurry despite the heavy snow. Just like a rabbit in the snow, he ran there and screamed quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shazhu, Qin Huairu, and Liu Haizhong walked together somehow. When they saw Xu Qing, they called to go back together.

Xu Qing did not refuse, and left the factory with the three of them, walking along the street and heading back to the compound in the snow.

It snowed all day long. It started falling when Xu Qing went out in the morning, and it hardly stopped for a quarter of an hour.

The new snow is pressing down on the old snow, covering it layer by layer, making the chill a little bit more intense than in the past few days.

When the four returned to the compound, they all turned into snowmen.
Chapter completed!