Chapter 11 A fateful friendship Ning Weidong pushed the bike out of the Moon Gate and was about to walk out the main gate when he reached the front yard. He had already made up his mind just now, and planned to take a walk around Minkang Hutong first to see if he could bring out more memories. At the same time, I also had some ideas in my mind. But at this moment, Uncle Lu from the front yard just came out of the door, holding a crumpled newspaper in his hand, probably going to the toilet. Seeing Ning Weidong pushing a bicycle, he couldn't help but wonder: "Weidong, you're going out at night~" Ning Weidong kept walking and said with a smile: "I have something to do~ Uncle Lu, I'll be leaving first~" After Mr. Lu retired, his second son took over. The eldest son was admitted to a technical secondary school and has a pretty good job. His daughter is also married and he gets 70% of his salary after retirement. He used to be a seventh-level worker, making more than yuan a month, but now he makes to yuan a month, which is more than what the average office worker earns. Ning Weidong had something on his mind and didn't have time to chat, so he had already walked out the door while talking. "This kid~" Uncle Lu originally wanted to ask Ning Weidong about his impression of Bai Fengqin. At his age, he is willing to match people up.
Unexpectedly, Ning Weidong ran faster than a rabbit. Outside, Ning Weidong stepped on the pedals, and the bike started to slide with one step. He turned over and sat on the saddle. He pushed hard with his feet, and there was a loud noise, and the chain rubbed against the chain box. Ning Weidong pedaled hard a few times, the chain tightened, and the friction sound stopped. After exiting the alley, we arrived at Fuchengmennei Street. It was almost seven o'clock, there were not many people on the street, and most of the shops were closed. Following the warm yellow street lights, Ning Weidong soon arrived at the place where the excavator was working in the afternoon. The right side of the road was pitch black. All the people within the demolition area had moved away, and these days no one cared about fencing off the area. It was just there. Most of the yard near the road was demolished, leaving a vacant lot. The excavator and truck were parked on the spot, with a lamp next to them for illumination. Trucks and excavators are very expensive these days, and losing any part is a loss. Ning Weidong slowed down his bike and looked at it carefully. Go to Shijinfang and turn right. After get off work in the afternoon, he just took a general look, but he didn't know how big the demolition area was or which alley or yard it would reach. When I come out at night, besides seeing if I can get some more relevant memories, I also want to determine the scope. Go south along Shijinfang Street until you reach Minkang Hutong, then go west... Unfortunately, after going around in circles, I didn’t gain anything more. Ning Weidong simply returned to Fuchengmen Street, then went north from the west fork of the palace gate, passed the Sui Fujing Building, arrived at Anping Lane, turned right, and stopped in front of a large courtyard. I took a look at the door number and confirmed that it was correct. Push the cart inside.
In order to facilitate bicycles, the steps at the entrance of the yard were built with a cement slope and the threshold was also sawed off. The mottled wooden door was open. Walking through the door was a long and narrow front yard, and on the left was a row of back houses. Ning Weidong pushed the cart inside. He remembered that the original owner had been here a few years ago, but he didn't seem very familiar with the place. At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard suddenly leaned out from a room at the back of the house, looked at Ning Weidong warily, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you looking for?" Ning Weidong smiled and said, "Hello, I'm looking for Wang Jingsheng from the backyard, we're old classmates." The middle-aged man looked at her twice, nodded without saying anything, and then shrank back. If the name matches the person's, at least he's not an outsider. Ning Weidong passed through the second gate. The inside was just like the slum where the Ning family lived. A lot of earthquake-proof sheds were built, occupying the space in the courtyard, making the originally bright courtyard look cramped and messy, which was completely inconsistent with the original owner's memory a few years ago. If the house number wasn't correct, Ning Weidong would have suspected that he had taken the wrong path. After passing the third moon gate, the third courtyard is a row of back rooms. Ning Weidong parked his bicycle along the front yard, and came to the first door of the gang, knocking on the door while shouting, "Wang Jingsheng'er~" Someone answered "Who is it?" from inside the room. A young man of medium height with a lion nose opened the door. He was stunned when he saw Ning Weidong and did not recognize him for a moment. Ning Weidong raised his hand and poked him, then laughed, "Wang Jingsheng, it's only been a few years, and you've even forgotten me!" "Fuck!" Wang Jingsheng finally reacted, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Ning Weidong~it's really you! You must have eaten noodles." According to the original owner's memory, he and Wang Jingsheng were close friends. They were classmates in junior high school. Wang Jingsheng was one year older than him, and they were not in the same class. Later, they came to the Qi family and fought together for their lives, and developed a deep friendship. Later, the original owner went to the countryside and they lost contact. The original owner was only about meters tall at that time, no wonder Wang Jingsheng didn't recognize him at first. Ning Weidong laughed and walked into the house without any hesitation. The blow that hit Wang Jingsheng just now quickly brought the two of them back to the time when they were "fighting" together. Wang Jingsheng closed the door and pulled Ning Weidong to sit down: "Dongzi, when did you come back?" Last year, when the original owner came back from the Northeast, Ning Weiguo sternly warned him not to look for his old friends again. Besides, knowing that Qi Jia was dead, he gave up the idea. Now that Wang Jingsheng has asked me, it would be inappropriate to tell the truth that it has been more than a year since I came back. There has been no news for more than a year since I came back. Now that something has happened, you come to my house. This is not acceptable. If it were the original owner, he would definitely feel embarrassed, but Ning Weidong was an experienced person. He waved his hand and said casually: "Oh~ Don't mention it. I was injured in the production team and almost lost my life..." "Yes!" Wang Jingsheng was surprised. His impression of Ning Weidong was still stuck in a few years ago. But before he could ask more questions, a man came out from the inner room, "Jingsheng, a guest is here~" Ning Weidong stood up and looked in the direction of the voice.
A woman in a light blue floral jacket looked at him with a smile. "Old Wang, this is... my sister-in-law?" Ning Weidong didn't expect that there was a woman in Wang Jingsheng's family. Logically, Wang Jingsheng is one year older than him and is only twenty-two this year. Moreover, the old man in the Wang family passed away early, and Wang Jingsheng was the only child in the family. He had no brothers or sisters, and no one to help him take care of things. Generally speaking, people in this situation rarely get married early. Wang Jingsheng was an exception, and introduced: "My love, An Ning... This is Ning Weidong, my lifelong friend." "Hello, sister-in-law." Ning Weidong nodded with a smile. "It's Weidong~ Our Jingsheng has praised you a lot..." An Ning greeted and poured water quickly. It can be seen that An Ning is older than Wang Jingsheng, and not just one or two years older. She should be around twenty-five or twenty-six, which is the case of a woman who is three years older than a man and is very likely to be rich. She looks good, not as good as Bai Fengyu and Shi Xiaonan, but also quite pretty. She stands there, dressed simply, but looks like a scholar. What's more, she has a very good figure. Even more rare, you can still see her breasts and buttocks even when she's wearing a cotton-padded jacket. I wonder where Wang Jingsheng found this guy. (End of this chapter)