This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 9 Dinner Table Gossip
The two families are next door, and the distance between the two gates is only seven or eight meters. They entered the courtyard of the elder brother's house without saying a word.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a middle-aged woman directing the men in the yard to work with a colander.

"sister in law."

"Xiao Heng is back. I heard your yard door knocking just now, so I guess it was you who came back. Hurry up and go in, the dumplings are almost ready."

Du Heng smiled, and went into the house instead of listening to his sister-in-law, but walked up to the man, wanting to help him carry the coal sack together.

"Brother, let me come."

"Hurry up and go into the house, what can you do with your two ounces of strength?"

Du Ping looked a little old-fashioned, and looked at Du Heng with disgust.

"Don't stick your hands, just a bag of charcoal, let your brother get it, hurry up and go into the house, I'll serve you dumplings."

The sister-in-law also started directly, pulling Du Heng into the house.

As soon as he heard that there was only one bag of carbon, Du Heng didn't insist and followed into the house obediently.

These two are Du Heng's sister-in-law.

It is said that the eldest brother is like a father, and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, and the two of them really did this.

The sister-in-law, Zhang Sumei, is Du Ping's elementary school classmate. The two families are very close, but they are not in the same village.When she married Du Ping, it was when Du Heng was in elementary school, and there were only three old houses in the family.

But she didn't dislike her, and resisted the pressure of her parents. She didn't ask for a gift, and just married into this poor and white family.Moreover, he also helped Du Ping, insisting on confessing Du Heng from the university.

However, the two brothers also strived for success. Du Ping learned the craft of a mason, and just in time for the great development of the countryside. A big one-story house, and helped Du Heng build a small second floor.

Du Heng was not bad either. He was admitted to Jinzhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and successfully passed the entrance examination to the establishment of the health center. Although he was in a grassroots unit, he was a job that guaranteed his income during drought and flood, and he was also a respected doctor.

The family enjoyed themselves happily, and Du Yi picked up the chopsticks early and waited for his mother to bring the dumplings to the table. Even under the glaring eyes of his sister, he still held up the chopsticks and waited unmoved.

Eating dumplings is not only my uncle's favorite, but also his favorite.

Du Heng smiled and helped his little nephew adjust the cooking bowl, reassuring him not to worry, and even wiped it clean again without disdain, his uncontrollable snot.

When the dumplings were served on the table, Du Ping also washed his hands and walked in. Looking at Du Yi, who was tightly controlled by Du Xuejing, and Du Heng who was waiting at the side, he curled his lips and said, "What's the trouble, hurry up and eat."

After all, the first dumpling was caught in his bowl, and everyone started to eat.

Although a bit old-fashioned, this is the tutor brought to this family by my sister-in-law Zhang Sumei.

No way, everyone is used to it and agrees with this approach.

"Xiaoheng, the old secretary of the Liang family is dying, go and have a look tomorrow." Du Ping started arranging his younger brother's work while eating.

The old secretary he talked about was the person who helped the two brothers the most when they were in their most difficult time.

Du Heng swallowed the dumpling in his mouth, picked up another dumpling and asked, "Isn't it pretty tough last week? On Sunday, I watched him sit by the door basking in the sun. Why can't it be done?"

"Human, it's the age." Du Ping replied flatly.

"Didn't you go to the hospital?"

"I went. I heard from the hospital that my body is a little weak. I am old and my organs are degraded. There is no good way."

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow morning."

The sister-in-law brought another plate of dumplings from the pot, "There are eggs and milk bought at the door, you can take them when you leave later, and take them when you go tomorrow."

Du Heng nodded, reached out to take the dumplings and put them on the table, "Sister-in-law, come over to eat too, it won't taste good after a while."

"Okay, you guys eat first, I'll put the rest in."

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was about to order dumplings again, Du Ping picked up several hot dumplings from the freshly filled bowl and put them in the bowl next to him, and this small bowl was already full.

"Actually, it would be a good thing if the old secretary really left like this."

Du Ping said something with emotion, and Du Heng also agreed with this sentence.

The old secretary is 81 years old, he is not sick or suffering, and he has not suffered any crimes, so he just left, which is really good.

On the other hand, look at his daughter-in-law, who is 78 this year, but because of rectal cancer, she couldn't move after the ostomy operation.

At the beginning, I took painkillers once a day, then developed to three times a day, and now five times a day, the pain is really unacceptable.

The filial piety of the sons and daughters performed the operation on the old man, and the old man did indeed prolong his life.

But now, listening to the old mother's heart-piercing howls every day, I'm afraid this is not the result that the children or the old man himself is willing to accept.

It is estimated that the elderly and children are hovering on the verge of collapse.

Such an extended life is really painful.

"Brother is right. It's a good thing for everyone to leave like this. I just don't know what Grandma Liang will do in the future?"

"Just live the same life as now, what else can I do. I take painkillers every day, and my son, grandson and great-grandson are taking care of me."

After the sister-in-law finished making the dumplings, she brought over the bowl Du Ping had made, "You two can do it, let's change the topic."

Du Heng chuckled, and he was almost done eating, so he looked at his niece who had stopped chopsticks and asked, "Jingjing, are you ready to get into that school?"

Du Xuejing coyed for a while, but said nothing.

Sister-in-law Zhang Sumei glared at Du Xueting, "The third year of high school has already started for two weeks, and this girl was hired as a parent just after the test. She is going to college? No one wants roasted sweet potatoes."

"I just didn't perform well. On the day of the math test, I fell asleep for some reason." Du Xuejing retorted unconvinced.

Du Heng waved his hand, "It's okay, the previous grades were not bad, it's no big deal if you didn't perform well once. Tell me first what school you want to go to?"

Du Xuejing still didn't dare to say it, but looked at her mother from time to time.

Zhang Sumei glared at her daughter again, "If you tell me what to say, just say it, what do you think I am doing?"

"I want to be admitted to a medical school." Du Xuejing mustered up the courage to say it.

"It's pretty good." Du Heng looked at Du Xuejing puzzled.

"But my mother wants me to go to a normal school." Du Xuejing looked at Du Heng aggrievedly, "Uncle, please persuade my mother."

Zhang Sumei also has her own considerations, "You are a girl, you can't do such a tiring job as a doctor. How good it is to be a teacher, nine to five, and winter and summer vacations. And..."

When Zhang Sumei said this, she looked at Du Ping next to her.

And Du Ping sighed helplessly, but didn't speak.

(End of this chapter)