Since the winter, the length of the night has been continuously stretched, which has almost become the main color of the early morning. The cold wind follows the pace, accompanied by the left and right, and never stays away in one step.

The white snow, after one night of frozen, became as hard as a cold bun for three days.

Xu Qing stood at the door of the house, looked at the quiet backyard, the dark night sky, feeling this particularly bitter chill.

When I walked to the middle courtyard, the silly pillar had smoked and waited for Qin Huairu in the yard.

Xu Qing talked a few words with the silly pillars. The only Jia family in the middle courtyard's light was suddenly dark. Then, Qin Huairu pushed open the door and walked out.

No need to say more, the three of them together, quietly facing the front yard.

Xu Qing did not know when the snow stopped last night, but at this time, when I stepped on it, I felt very heavy.

In the hutong, it is not even more important to say, a white blanket, waiting for the arrival of Xu Qing.

Silly column shrank and hid himself in a cotton jacket. At this moment, he no longer scared to the crowd in the courtyard. While walking along the alley towards the street, he asked Xu Qing:

"Last night I was delayed after get off work. Late when I came back, I listened to the three uncle in the front yard and said that Xu Damao's head was broken, or you helped bandage, Xu Qing, what's going on?"

"Riding."

According to Xu Damao yesterday, Xu Dao told Yan Bo Gui, and it was recruited to the silly pillar, of course, there were Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu was holding his hands in the cotton jacket and nodded, as if he believed it.

But the silly pillar grinned: "Qingzi, your kid, don't tell the truth, I don't believe that Da Mao cycling, I can break my head."

Xu Qing laughed hard and did not explain.

Silly pillars believe or not, that's his own business, what Xu Qing should say.

As for the truth, Xu Damao only told Xu Qing yesterday, of course, it cannot be revealed to the silly pillar.

Otherwise, according to the silly pillar's straight temperament, you will inevitably laugh at Xu Damao, and maybe you are well known.

Seeing that Xu Qing didn't speak, he murmured himself.

"Xu Damao's kid, where did the eyes grow yesterday? Isn't it the woman's belly on the bicycle?

Silly column poked Xu Qing with his elbow, hey, hey: "Xu Qing, do you say isn't it?"

Xu Qing signaled to the silly pillar, there are Qin Huairu on the side.

Silly column raised his hands and scratched his hair in an instant, a little embarrassed: "Well, when I didn't say it."

"Sister Qin, you also have the right to hear anything."

Silly pillars looked at Qin Huairu, and after talking, I stopped talking about this, and talked about what he did last night.

There were not many people on the street as always, but the snow on the road had been trampled into a mess and was full of footprints, including bicycle marks, but compared with the countless footprints, they seemed very few.

But after all, there are still those who are bold and not afraid of falling. Not to mention it snowed last night, even if they are cut now, they will still ride without fail.

The snow packed in the ruts is so solid that the lines on the rims and tires are clearly visible.

The three of them chatted all the way, and before they knew it, they arrived at the factory gate.

After entering the factory, Xu Qing stamped the snow off his shoes outside the third workshop, and then walked into the workshop.

Start using the bench and practice on your own.

After half a year of study and observation, Xu Qing kept in mind every step of all the parts, large and small, currently produced in the workshop.

Of course, Master Lao Zhang also emphasized that each part requires special attention.

Xu Qing carefully operated the clamping table, barely blinking his eyes.

Fifteen minutes later, a delicate part was completed.

Xu Qing held it in his hand, walked outside the workshop, took a closer look, and felt that it was pretty good.

There is progress every day, which is a good thing.

Although the factory director had stated his position in front of everyone in the factory a few days ago: As long as Xu Qing passes the assessment, he will definitely be promoted to a regular employee.

But Xu Qing is not just satisfied with this.

The mastery of technical skills is your own. The more you become more proficient, the faster you will be in future promotions.

When Xu Qing left work in the afternoon, he saw Xu Damao riding a bicycle and waiting for him as soon as he left the workshop.

"Qingzi, let's go, my brother and I will go out for a walk today."

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what Xu Damao meant by "turn around".

Without saying a word, Xu Qing jumped on the bicycle.

Of course, this is not as simple as going out for a walk.

Xu Damao is a man who must avenge himself. His head was shot yesterday, so how could he be thinking about it?

After leaving the factory, Xu Qing asked: "Brother Damao, have you found the person?"

"Not yet. I went out on my bike at noon to ask people to inquire. Let's go over and take a look. If we have any information, I will kill them today!"

Xu Damao pedaled his bicycle very fast, and after driving Xu Qing around Sijiu City for more than 20 minutes, he stopped in front of a small courtyard in an alley.

The small courtyard is dilapidated. The tile-roofed houses facing north and south on three sides are very old and dilapidated. One of them has even collapsed in half.

Four or five young people were gathered in a group, standing in the courtyard smoking.

Seeing Xu Damao coming, they all stomped their feet and walked over.

Surrounding Xu Damao and Xu Qing, they kept looking at them.

They mainly looked at Xu Qing and glanced at Xu Qing for a few times.

A man put his hands in his pockets, stepped on the front wheel of Xu Damao's bicycle, tilted his head, curled his lips and asked Xu Damao:

"Xu Damao, who is this boy you brought?"

"Sanhuzi, why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you have any information about the people I asked you to inquire about?"

Xu Damao had a cold face, opened his mouth and asked straight to the point.

The young man called Sanhuzi stretched out his hand and scratched his head.

"I found out after asking about it, but...it's not easy to handle."

Xu Damao reached out and took out three packs of cigarettes from his arms and threw them to San Huzi.

"You kid, hurry up and say it!"

When San Huzi caught the cigarette, he immediately stopped squeaking and whirring, put the cigarette on his body, and immediately seemed like a different person.

Walked up to Xu Damao and whispered softly.

Xu Qing stood aside, neither hearing nor wanting to listen. He smoked a cigarette and looked at the other people. They were all in their twenties, about the same age as Xu Damao.

Xu Qing didn't know if these people were gangsters he met while hanging out on the street after Xu Damao stopped studying, or if they were second-rate dealers just like Xu Damao.

However, seeing them all looking carefree, Xu Qing thought for a moment that the former was more likely, but these were the ones who were making trouble.

I stopped studying and wandered around the streets when I was seventeen or eighty. When I got older, I realized that I couldn't make a name for myself. Those who had connections were asked to work in factories, and those who didn't started to make a living by making things.

Xu Qing was thinking this, and Xu Damao suddenly said angrily:

"San Huzi, you read that right, right? That kid with the scar on his face knows that old bastard, Lao Yang?"

Sanhuzi hurriedly said: "It's absolutely true. All the brothers saw it. It's true. At noon today, the scarred face you mentioned came out of that old guy's house, Old Yang, and he definitely didn't run away!"

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The people behind Sanhuzi all nodded.

Xu Damao's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes showed a fierce light.
Chapter completed!