The next morning, Wang Dabao woke up in the king-size bed room at the island farm.
I sat up and felt my crotch was wet. Damn, no wonder last night's dream felt so real!
After taking a shower and coming out of the shower room, the housekeeper had already prepared breakfast: hot milk, fried eggs, and thoughtfully made two large meat-filled buns for Wang Dabao.
After lunch, Wang Dabao took the two puppies for a stroll on the farm. The two puppies grew amazingly well after being fed continuously. They gained a lot of weight in just a few days, and their round bodies rolled around on the grass like little balls of meat.
The farm is now twice the size of what it used to be, and thanks to the sign-in rewards these past few days, it has gained one cow, two turkeys, and four ostriches.
If it weren't for the butler helping to manage things, Wang Dabao would have loved to slaughter all of these things to fill his stomach.
After spending time with the two little ones, Wang Dabao slipped back into the courtyard house, hopped on his bicycle, and headed out.
It's the weekend, but these days sleeping in isn't fashionable anymore. Those who aren't working are getting up early to find something else to do at home.
Passing by the Central Courtyard, I saw Sha Zhu wandering around the well with his arms in his pocket, and a group of women were queuing up to draw water to wash clothes, but I didn't see Qin Huairu.
Upon arriving at the front yard, Yan Bugui sat at the entrance, lost in thought.
Wang Dabao stopped his car a distance away, bent down and glanced at Yan Bugui, but couldn't glean anything from his expression.
"Ring ring ring..."
The bicycle bell suddenly rang, startling Yan Bugui so much that he almost jumped off the stool.
"Da Bao, you...you scared me to death! Don't do that again next time."
Yan Bugui was genuinely frightened. He stood up from the stool, his legs still trembling. He reached out to steady Wang Dabao's bicycle. "Quickly take out some good cigarettes and light them for your older brother to calm down. This time, I won't blame you."
"become."
Wang Dabao readily took out a cigarette and lit it for Yan Bugui. "Speaking of which, what are you doing sitting here daydreaming so early in the morning?"
"Sigh, I never feel sleepy on weekends, maybe it's just a habit. I'm thinking of going to Shichahai to check it out..."
Yan Bugui's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.
"You were complaining about chest pains yesterday when you mentioned fishing, but you're all better now?!" Wang Dabao found Yan Bugui's expression amusing and quickly changed his tune, "Then go ahead, Lao Yan. Do you remember how I encouraged you back then? Those two fish really only need you to catch them; no one else can do it."
"Then... I'll go?"
"Go ahead, why not go!"
Alright.
After saying that, Yan Bugui ran home, but turned back at the door. "Dabao, where are you going so early?"
"I have some work to do at the factory, I'm going to work overtime. Okay, Lao Yan, I'm off."
Watching Wang Dabao's departing figure, Yan Bugui sighed. No wonder Dabao didn't say anything about work; he even had to work overtime this weekend. It definitely wasn't a good job.
Wang Dabao rode his bicycle all the way to the south gate of the steel rolling mill.
"salute!"
When the two security guards at the gate saw Wang Dabao riding his bicycle from a distance, they immediately straightened their uniforms and saluted him as he got closer.
The story of Deputy Section Chief Wang single-handedly killing nine robbers has already spread within the Security Section. There are all sorts of rumors, but they all have one thing in common: all nine were hit between the eyebrows, and it happened in the pitch-black wilderness.
The most outrageous thing is that, according to legend, Deputy Section Chief Wang only fired eight shots to kill these nine people.
The fact that nine robbers could be killed with just eight shots suggests that one of the shots was a double shot, proving that the previous rumors of killing thousands of Japanese soldiers were not unfounded!
Nowadays, Wang Dabao is practically a god in the eyes of the security team members; he is a god they can reach.
Wang Dabao stopped his bicycle to return the greeting. He never put on airs when dealing with his men.
Zheng Jun jogged out of the duty room as usual and took the bicycle from Wang Dabao.
"Hey Lao Zheng, aren't you taking a break today?"
"I'm taking a break. I was waiting for you, Section Chief. Yesterday, Section Chief Hu left me the motorcycle keys. I was worried that it wouldn't be safe to leave them in the duty room, so I thought I'd give them to you in person."
As he spoke, Zheng Jun carried the bicycle into the duty room and shouted to the guard at the gate, "Wipe the bicycle when you have time."
Then he led Wang Dabao toward the bicycle shed.
As Wang Dabao approached, he saw that Section Chief Hu was a considerate person and had even prepared spare oil for him.
Finally, Zheng Jun found a long rope and put it in the sidecar. Wang Dabao rode the sidecar motorcycle out of the steel rolling mill gate and headed straight for the Dongzhimen Supply and Marketing Cooperative.
Although the island's warehouse had many good things, the variety was not complete. For example, with winter approaching, Wang Dabao wanted to buy a cotton-padded coat for each of Aunt Li's children to take back with them.
Now that he has plenty of money and tickets, Wang Dabao wants to pick out some items that are not available in the warehouse and buy them to take to the village.
After finishing his shopping, Wang Dabao walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative with a bag of goods on his back. These were items that he couldn't even buy in the larger village stores.
Wangjialou Village is located in the southwest of Beijing, about 30 kilometers away from the city center.
The village is not large, with a little over a hundred households and three or four hundred people.
Wang Dabao checked the time. After all this commotion, it was almost 10 a.m. Even by motorcycle, he might not be able to get back by lunchtime, since this road was not the wide road of later generations.
According to his memory, if Wang Dabao took a shortcut back, the journey would be shorter, but he would have to pass through several villages before finally arriving at Wangjialou Village.
In the end, Wang Dabao chose to take a shortcut back, so he could enjoy the scenery along the way.
However, he was soon disappointed, as there was hardly any scenery to be found along the roadside at this time of year.
To prevent boredom on the journey, Wang Dabao let out his two puppies and placed them in the sidecar. Accompanied by their barking, the man and the two dogs embarked on a joyful journey.
Whenever he encounters pedestrians on the road, he always attracts their attention.
How could he not attract attention? These days, even riding a bicycle is considered official behavior, let alone Wang Dabao riding such a sidecar motorcycle with two cool little puppies on the back.
Wang Dabao hummed a popular song that didn't belong to this era. After riding for a while, he saw what appeared to be a cart that had fallen into a ditch ahead.
A man and a woman were struggling to pull the cart up, but they were not strong enough. They could only pull it up a short distance before the cart slipped back into the ditch after they were exhausted.
Wang Dabao glanced at it as he passed by, then immediately braked and stopped.
For no other reason than that the woman looked familiar.
“Fellow villager, pulling like this isn’t a solution. How about I help you pull it with my motorcycle?” Wang Dabao said to the older man.
The two appeared to be a father and daughter; the daughter was pulling up with a rope from above, while the father was standing in the ditch pulling her up.
"Oh dear, I wouldn't dare, I don't want to damage your car, boss."
The old man standing in the ditch looked terrified and kept waving his hands. He dared not hope that such a high-ranking leader would help him. Then he looked at the girl who was dressed a bit rusticly and said, "Jingru, let's put in a little more effort, you and I."
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