Chapter 162: Where Are You Looking?

Li Huai said with a smile, "This is the last time this year. The younger brothers are grown up, so next year I'll only give it to Yaping."

Zhao Gen knew what his son-in-law meant, so he didn't say anything more and handed the introduction letter to Li Xuewu.

"Xuewu, the introduction letter has been written by his brother-in-law. You keep it for him."

Li Xuewu took it, looked at it, and put it into his pocket.

"Uncle, it's getting late, we're heading back now."

Zhao Gen was somewhat reluctant to part with his son and said, "Eat dinner before you go."

Li Xuewu said with a smile, "No, the roads are hard to travel when it's dark."

Thinking of the roads into and out of the mountains, Zhao Gen didn't try to stop them anymore.

Li Xuewu put on his equipment from when he arrived and went out of the house. Zhao Gen followed him out carrying a gunny sack and tied it to the spare tire behind the motorcycle with a rope.

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"Uncle, what are you doing?"

Zhao Gen replied while tying the knot, "It's a tiger bone I found for your father. Take it back with you."

Hearing it was for his father, he didn't decline anymore.

Li Shun and Zhao Gen both had their own rules for conducting themselves in society. In-laws are in-laws, but you can't be lacking in courtesy.

Li Xuewu couldn't clearly say who gave more or who gave less between the two; perhaps this was the reciprocity between relatives.

Li Huai jumped into the sidecar first and wrapped himself up with his overcoat and hat just like when he arrived, while Zhao Yajun stood in front of the sidecar looking at his family.

Seeing his son in a girlish posture and about to shed tears again, Zhao Gen went up and gave him a slap.

"If you dare to cry, see if I don't beat you. When you get to the city, listen to your Second Brother. Do whatever he tells you to do. If you dare to disobey and cause trouble for me, I'll bring you back, break your legs, and have you farm for a lifetime."

Zhao Yajun handed the two yuan his brother-in-law had just given him to his father, but Zhao Gen pushed it back.

"It's good to be at home for a thousand days, but it's hard to go out for a moment. Keep it yourself to buy some daily necessities."

Zhao Yajun took a slap and held back his tears. Leading the native dog, he sat on the sidecar. Zhao Gen's wife took a tattered quilt and covered her son and the dog from behind, and Zhao Gen covered another layer with the felt cloth used for winnowing grain when they arrived, very afraid that his son would freeze.

Li Xuewu didn't think Zhao Yajun would freeze. Not to mention the two layers of wind-blocking quilts, there was even a native dog in his arms, like a small stove.

He kicked the motorcycle to life, followed the road he came by, slowly left the courtyard, and got onto the main road. The faster he rode, the faster the car went.

Zhao Yajun lay in the sidecar, watching his home getting further and further away, his father waving at him, his mother holding his younger sister—the whole family was seeing him off. Tears could no longer be stopped and flowed down.

Things are precious when they leave their hometown, and people are lowly when they leave their hometown. This is roughly the reason why the teenager who walked out of the countryside shed tears.

If he could scrape out enough to eat from the soil, he wouldn't be willing to leave his hometown and his family.

Li Xuewu squinted his eyes and galloped all the way. The closer he got to home, the better the road, and the faster he went. The return trip was faster than the arrival; in just over an hour, he turned into the hutong and slowly reduced the speed of the car, turning into the Bai Bai Xiyuan.

Da Lao was collecting scrap in the Bai Bai Xiyuan. Because Da Lao was amiable with people and the Li family had a good reputation here, neighbors nearby all came to the Bai Bai Xiyuan to sell scrap.

Seeing a policeman ride a motorcycle in, those selling scrap thought something had happened. Only when they saw Li Xuewu get off the car did they recognize him.

"Isn't this Xuewu? Isn't he in the Security Division of the Steel Mill? Why is he wearing a police uniform?"

This person was a resident in the hutong, like the Third Master, he was also a teacher, but he was more impressive than the Third Master; he taught junior high school and had a sharp eye.

Li Xuewu took off his sunglasses and smiled, "Hi, it's Wang Laoshi. This uniform is for work needs. I also have a part-time job at our station."

This Wang Laoshi was a chatterbox who had taught at the school he was in, but hadn't taught his class. They could be considered acquaintances, so he didn't mention the Deputy Director position.

Wang Laoshi took the small change handed over by Da Lao and said with a smile, "I never expected you to be so successful. The other day, your former head teacher, Old Cao, was talking about you. I couldn't believe it, hahaha."

Who said there were no annoying people in the teaching profession? There was definitely more than one Third Master.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries and seeing Wang Laoshi off, Li Xuewu told his eldest brother to untie the gunny sack behind, tied the dog in the Bai Bai Xiyuan, and took Zhao Yajun home. He himself filled the motorcycle with gas, rode the motorcycle out of the Bai Bai Xiyuan again, and went to the Steel Mill to return the vehicle.

By the time Li Xuewu rode the car swaying to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative on the street, it was already past five in the afternoon.

The Da Qianmen in his space had been smoked clean, so he came to get more provisions this time, and by the way, see if Lin Tingting, who was avoiding him, was there.

He propped up the car ladder and entered the hall. At this moment, it was the time when there were many people. Li Xuewu scanned the target at a glance, saw that Lin Tingting was busy, squeezed to the side, looked at Lin Tingting, and asked, "Are you free tonight?"

Seeing Li Xuewu appearing in this state and still coming to flirt, the customers by the counter all looked over.

Lin Tingting asked while collecting tickets, "Yo, you still know how to appear? I thought you had gone missing. A pair of pigskin rubber-soled shoes is twelve yuan and eight cents! Do you want them? Where are you looking? Look at the leather boots, why are you looking at him? If you look again, we're off work."

Lin Tingting dealt with the customers while dealing with this damn guy.

Last time she saw that female doctor talking to Li Xuewu, she felt that something was going on between them. Then seeing them deadlocked at the shop entrance, Lin Tingting felt a bit off in her heart. Although Li Xuewu explained the situation at the time, Lin Tingting still felt annoyed and dumped Li Xuewu.

Who would have thought that this damn guy really wouldn't come to find her even once. Although several elder sisters said that Li Xuewu came on the day she was resting, not coming to find her when she was at work was a mistake.

Lin Tingting had a proud and spoiled temper, and Li Xuewu was also an old hand at driving carts, well-versed in pulling fiery horses.

If you throw a temper, I'll leave you out in the cold, and then wait for you to cool down before coming to tease you.

Li Xuewu lay on the counter, tapped the car keys, and threw out the excuse commonly used by men, "I'm busy with work, and I'm renovating the house at home. If I'm not busy, where will we live in the future?"

Lin Tingting put the shoes in a box, tied them with hemp rope, handed them to the customer, used the small clip on top of her head to clip the money and tickets, threw them toward the cashier, and shouted, "Elder Sister, a pair of pigskin shoes."

"Hey, got it." The accountant over there caught the money and tickets thrown by Lin Tingting with a light flick of her hand and joked, "Is your boyfriend here to pick you up?"

Lin Tingting retorted to that side, "What boyfriend, just a missing person."

After finishing, she said to Li Xuewu, "Who wants to live with you? Why is your skin so thick? Stay away from me."

Li Xuewu leaned his elbows on the counter and said, "Thick skin gets you enough to eat, thin skin gets you nothing. If you don't live with me, I'm going to find someone else."

Lin Tingting didn't fear Li Xuewu's threat at all and scolded, "Go, go, go, hurry up and find someone, don't waste my time here."