In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

The family had a good meal together that evening, and Wang Xingguo drank quite a bit of alcohol with his older brother.

Wang Jianhua was taken to sleep by his aunt. Actually, the little guy is very close to Wang Xingning, because besides Li Xiuping, Wang Xingning is the one who takes care of him the most.

Wang Xingguo and Li Xiuping chatted until very late, as if they wanted to finish saying everything they hadn't said in months.

The next day, Wang Xingguo, full of energy, went to the district commerce bureau.

Gan Ping was very happy to see Wang Xingguo. Speaking of which, Gan Ping was very unlucky!

Despite his achievements in negotiating prices at the night market, he was promoted step by step and eventually transferred to the district commerce bureau to oversee the work of the district supply and marketing cooperative.

He lost his house and can no longer live in this compound, which is what frustrates him the most.

The two men lit cigarettes, and Wang Xingguo asked with a smile, "Old Gan, do you want those two trucks for 30,000 yuan?"

Gan Ping was quite interested, but he also became rather cunning, smiling as he said, "Director Wang, that's not fair. How can you sell two used cars for such a high price? I could buy two new cars for 30,000 yuan. How about 20,000 yuan?"

Wang Xingguo had forgotten all about this. Actually, the car wasn't expensive. The reason he bought it for such a high price back then was to register it under the district's Bureau of Commerce. The extra money he paid was for the registration fee.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, I plan to distribute this money to all my former colleagues who worked at the night market before, excluding those who came later, only those who were in charge of the work."

Gan Ping said happily, "Then I can get a share too, right?"

Wang Xingguo nodded and said, "Yes, you are the deputy director, so your share will be a bit larger. Let's divide this money; it's a way of giving an account of how long we've worked together."

Gan Ping nodded happily and said, "It's still more comfortable working with Director Wang. It's a pity. If I were still working with you now, I wouldn't have to worry about things all the time."

Wang Xingguo wouldn't respond to him. What if he asked him for help with something?

Gan Ping went to a short meeting with other leaders, and the purchase of two cars was approved.

Wang Xingguo took 20,000 yuan, led Gan Ping back to the compound, gave Gan Ping the car keys, and told him to drive the car away.

As for the money, Wang Yongli will distribute it tonight and then deliver it to each household.

This is a lot of money. Even if Wang Xingguo and Gan Ping each take 800 yuan, the others can still get around 300 yuan.

As evening fell, Wang Yongli began to do calculations.

Ordinary workers get one share, purchasing staff get one share and two shares, accountants get one share and five shares, deputy director Gan Ping gets two shares, and Wang Xingguo gets three shares, totaling 66.6 shares. Dividing 20,000 yuan by one gives 300 yuan and 30 cents per share.

Next came the division of money. Wang Xingguo received 900 yuan and 9 mao, and Li Xiuping received 300 yuan and 3 jiao. The money was given to her directly.

This made Li Xiuping's eyes well up with tears, while Wang Xingguo was a little flustered. Would he have to work overtime again tonight?

Everyone was thrilled to have received such a windfall.

Wang Xingguo's family started eating dinner. He left the task of delivering the money to his uncles and cousins, so he didn't have to run the errand himself.

Once the money was distributed, everyone started talking about missing Director Wang again.

Wang Xingguo had no idea how much everyone wanted him to go back and lead their work, but unfortunately, that was no longer possible.

Because on the morning of the following day, a notice was issued promoting Wang Xingguo to administrative level fourteen.

This is not good news for Wang Xingguo.

Because the work of the first and second transportation sections is even busier, they often have to travel all over the country to escort equipment.

For example, like the emergency mission to Shenyang last time, Wang Xingguo has been promoted to this level, and he is likely to frequently undertake such emergency missions in the future, which means he will be working endless overtime...

Li Xiuping was delighted, feeling that her husband had been promoted again, which was a wonderful thing.

The next morning, after Wang Xingguo woke up, he said to Li Xiuping, "Wife, let's sleep with our son tonight. We can't keep letting our third sister take care of him."

Li Xiuping gave Wang Xingguo a charming glare; this bastard had surrendered.

However, he really needs some nourishment.

So that evening, Li Xiuping made egg and chive dumplings and chicken soup with goji berries and red dates for Wang Xingguo. She even added extra goji berries to the soup. Wang Xingguo was a little annoyed when he saw this.

How old am I?

They actually fed him goji berries? Who do they think they are?

Others only have this problem when they reach middle age...

Fortunately, the couple slept with their son that night. Wang Jianhua was overjoyed. He had slept too much during the day and played in bed for a long time before finally going to sleep.

Life went by uneventfully, and that's how the holiday passed.

On May 4th, Wang Xingguo returned to the oil transportation department and waited for two days before being dispatched on a mission.

This time it's still about transporting grain, and it's quite urgent.

Despite how busy he's been, the grain reserves in Malan Town are running low because the population there has increased significantly, leading to a surge in daily grain consumption.

After eight days and nine nights, the train arrived at Daheyan, and the convoy set off shortly afterward.

In mid-May, the temperature difference between day and night in the Gobi Desert is huge. At night, it can sometimes drop below 10 degrees Celsius, while during the day it can rise to around 30 degrees Celsius.

Most importantly, although there are no sandstorms, there are often gusts of wind at level six or seven. When the wind is blowing, if you stand outside, the sand hits your face and it hurts.

Fortunately, the winds are only gusty at this time, unlike in April when strong winds can last for several days.

The convoy arrived safely in Malan Town. Chief of Staff Song came over to receive the supplies, and he put his arm around Wang Xingguo and asked cheerfully, "Little Wang, when are we going to hunt wild boars?"

Wang Xingguo pretended not to hear. There were many more people here now. Even if he brought all 59 of his pigs, it wouldn't be enough for everyone to make dumplings.

The pigs need to be fattened to at least 160 jin (80 kg) before we can barely afford to make dumplings with more vegetables than meat filling.

Chief of Staff Song put his arm around Wang Xingguo's shoulder and said, "What's wrong? Why are you pretending to be mute? Has someone bullied you? Tell us, with so many of us here, do you think we'd let anyone bully you?"

Wang Xingguo said helplessly, "There are no wild boars, and we can't find suitable ones. Give me some time to go look for them! Do you really think this is like cabbage that you can just buy anytime?"

Chief of Staff Song laughed and said, "The capable should do more, right? If all else fails, wild pheasants, wild ducks, and wild rabbits will do. Speaking of which, these things from last time helped many experts recover their health, and that's all thanks to you."

Wang Xingguo waved his hands frantically, saying anxiously, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't. You guys hunted it yourselves. Don't try to frame me. If the old leader hears anything wrong again, I think he'll send me back to the army. Last time I worked overtime for months, and when I got home my son wouldn't let me hold him. Chief of Staff Song, please have mercy and stop talking nonsense to frame me."