Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 149

Luo Xuan leaned into his ear and whispered, "Student, why don't you pay attention to civility and manners when you talk? Especially when you are a junior student like you, when you talk to senior seniors, you have to be polite. Be more polite, right?"

The accident on the playground has already attracted the attention of the students who were hiding in the shade and playing marbles.

Among them are two students who are the principal and deputy monitors of Qiu Xiaogang's class

In addition, the two of them are the children of cadres in those institutions with real power in Hongxing Township, so of course they have no reason to be afraid of Luo Xuan.

see,

The two stopped playing marbles and walked towards Luo Xuan quickly.

"Geng Shitou, did this person bully you?"

One of the class cadres asked, Geng Shitou, who was bending over and screaming in pain, "Don't be afraid, just talk! We will make the decision for you."

Luo Xuan stood up slowly, "It was Qiu Xiaogang in your class just now, when you were bullied by others, where did you die?"

"You?! You are Luo Luoxuan from Class [-], right? Please speak politely."

Another class leader asked Luo Xuan, "Why are you bullying our classmates?"

Since you always regard yourself as enthusiastic class leaders, why don't you help Qiu Xiaogang solve his difficulties and send him to the clinic for treatment?
But after thinking about it, Luo Xuan felt that it was really boring to reason with these brats.

So Luo Xuan stretched out his hand, clamped the acupuncture point on the back of Geng Shitou's neck, and ordered him in a deep voice: "Put Qiu Xiaogang on your back, and follow me."

Geng Shitou, who had been in pain before, now had his cervical vertebra pinched by Luo Xuan!
Immediately, I felt like being electrified all over my body.

Geng Shitou, horrified in his heart, nodded involuntarily, and when Luo Xuan let go of his hand, Geng Shitou quickly bent down and stretched out his hand to help Qiu Xiaogang up.

Seeing the two class cadres of Class [-] and [-], they were still standing aside and staring at themselves.

Luo Xuan gave them a cold look back, "Look at Geng Shitou, how enthusiastic he is! He actively helped the injured classmate and took the initiative to take the classmate to the clinic for bandaging.

You who are supposed to lead by example and be willing to contribute, don't you feel ashamed when you see this touching scene? "

When the two and a half children heard the words, they immediately petrified!
What the hell, where is all this going?

Luo Xuan's body has an unscrupulous ruffian aura, and a majestic and stable temperament cultivated by the living environment and experience of later generations.

The other party is just two half-children living in a very simple social environment, how can they resist being teased so tightly by Luo Xuan?

Abandoning the two boys who stood there blankly, Luo Xuan stretched out his hand to support Qiu Xiaogang, and walked towards the school gate.

To the school gate.

Luo Xuan stretched out his hand and tugged, and the three of them turned into the Taoist gate of Nanhua Palace.

Most people who practice Taoism know a little bit of medical theory and medical skills: such as bruises, massage, acupuncture and scraping.

Luo Xuan would definitely not believe anyone who said that the Huayang old man couldn't do this.

as predicted,

After Geng Shitou carried Qiu Xiaogang back into the hall, Luo Xuan and he carefully placed Qiu Xiaogang on the futon.

A long time ago, the water and fire Taoist in the Taoist temple ran to the apse to invite Huayang old Taoist out.

When the old Taoist Huayang asked what was going on, he smiled slightly, "It's a small matter, it's okay."

After all,
He stretched out his hand to grab Qiu Xiaogang's wrist, and after pulling and pushing, everyone only heard a "click".

If there is no problem, you have to solve some problems for me!

If not, where can I win over people's hearts?

It's just that Hua Yang's old saying has already been uttered, and Luo Xuan doesn't like to force it. To show kindness to others, it needs to seem natural.

Without any choice,

Luo Xuan had no choice but to say, "Let's go to the clinic and let the doctor take a good look at it. If you need to spend money, you have to spend it, so you can rest assured."

Thanking Huayang for his help, Luo Xuan ordered Geng Shitou to carry Qiu Xiaogang on his back again, walked out of the school gate, and went straight to the clinic.

The sun is scorching, and the sun is like fire.

Shocked and frightened, Geng Shitou was already out of breath and sweating profusely.

At this time, his walking legs could not help but start to tremble, and it seemed that he was about to lose his support.

But when he caught sight of Luo Xuan's expressionless face, Geng Shitou still didn't dare to ask for mercy after all.

Fortunately, the street clinic in Hongxing Township was not far from the school gate, and Geng Shitou rushed to the clinic after carrying Qiu Xiaogang on his back.

Hua Yang said that there was nothing wrong with Qiu Xiaogang's injury, and it was true. The three knife doctors in the clinic just looked at Qiu Xiaogang's injury casually.

Then he waved his hand, ready to drive these three and a half boys out of the door.

However, in the end, under Luo Xuan's strong request, the doctor with three knives really had no choice but to take out a bottle of red medicine, wipe it on Qiu Xiaogang's knees and wrists, and forget about it.

Doctors in this period paid great attention to medical ethics and medical ethics, and they absolutely did not have the habit of indiscriminately checking and prescribing medicines.

For one thing, he knows that everyone is poor, so he will try his best to reduce the burden on the patients.

Secondly, whether the benefit of the unit is good or not has nothing to do with the fixed amount of food and salary level that the doctor deserves.

So he has neither the motivation nor the need to deliberately increase the financial burden of the patients.

The red potion applied this time cost Luo Xuan 1 cents and 2 cents, and the cotton swab was free.

In addition, there are no other miscellaneous expenses such as working hours and labor costs.

A total of 1 dime and 2 cents, the problem can be solved.

Seeing Luo Xuan paid the money, Geng Shitou rubbed his hands guiltily: "Luo, classmate Luo Xuan, I only have 5 cents on me today. Tomorrow I, I will give you the remaining 7 cents." ,it's OK?"

As the instigator of Qiu Xiaogang's injury today, Geng Shitou should at least take half of the responsibility.

So this time the medical expenses are all borne by him, which is actually reasonable.

only.
Luo Xuan reversed his winter-like cold attitude towards Geng Shitou just now, and waved his hand very generously, "I will pay for this money, you don't have to worry about it."

Geng Shitou wanted to say something, but Luo Xuan stared, "Stop talking! Put him on your back and follow me."

still go?

Daoist Huayang of Nanhua Palace and the doctor in the clinic said just now that Qiu Xiaogang is fine.

He can walk by himself, why carry him?
Moreover, where is this going to go? ?

But Geng Shitou was scared by Luo Xuan.

In addition, he was afraid that Luo Xuan would go back on his word, so asking himself to pay the 1 cents for medical expenses was his pocket money for almost a week!

Look at Luo Xuan's fist.
Mainly because of the 1 cents, Geng Shitou had no choice but to bite the bullet, picked up Qiu Xiaogang and left.

"Brother Luo Xuan, I, I don't have any money for you."

Qiu Xiaogang lying on Geng Shitou's body was flushed with shame, and he didn't dare to lift his head, "How about I dig Houttuynia cordata, peel cork bark and sell it later, and I'll give it to you when I save enough money?"

Luo Xuan glanced at him lightly, but didn't speak.

It may be very inappropriate to apply the principles of Sheng Mien and Dou Michou to Qiu Xiaogang.

The total is just a dime.

Qiu Xiaogang's failure to pay back the money is another matter, but he should have an attitude after all.

As for whether I will accept it or not, that is my own business.

Under the leadership of Luo Xuan, Geng Shitou, carrying Qiu Xiaogang on his back, went straight to the store of the sewing club under the scorching sun.

into the market,

Luo Xuan asked the seamstress standing at the door, "Excuse me, can you divert a pair of trousers that someone else has made here for emergency? Don't worry, I'll give you the fabric tickets for mending and lining. , and manual fees."

Due to the implementation of a planned economy, the purchase of cloth involves such things as cloth tickets.

Therefore, during this period, the sewing service outlets of the supply and marketing cooperatives did not sell finished clothes.

Now Qiu Xiaogang's pants are so rotten that he can't go out to meet people.

If he was a few years younger and ran around naked, that would be fine.

But the current Qiu Xiaogang is still a boy in his early ten and a half years old, and he has already begun to feel ashamed.

Let him run home with his butt naked like this again, I'm afraid he will be so ashamed that he won't be able to recover for a few years!

Luo Xuan was planning to bring him to the sewing club for a try, to see if he could invite these tailors to mend Qiu Xiaogang's trousers.

But on the way here, Luo Xuan gave up this idea after looking at his pants.

That's why Luo Xuan changed his mind and planned to buy a new pair of trousers for Qiu Xiaogang.

Because Qiu Xiaogang was originally wearing that pair of trousers, which seemed to be quite old, and the fabric had been worn too thin.

Luo Xuan reckoned that with just a gentle tug of two fingers, the pair of trousers, which were as thin as a sheet of homework paper, could be torn to shreds.

With pants like this, I'm afraid the Seven Fairies will have to shake their heads and sigh when they come.

The people in the sewing club heard Luo Xuan's question, and one of the gay male employees said, "There must be some trousers that others have made and put here. It's just that others have made them in advance. Yes, how can I transfer it to you?"

Luo Xuan smiled, and said softly to him: "The situation is special, so please help me out. You see, my leader, I will make up for the distribution tickets and processing fees for your unit, and it won't make you lose anything, right? ?”

Hearing that, the male employee blushed slightly, "Young comrade, don't yell, I'm not a leader. It's just that there are rules and regulations in our unit about the matter you mentioned, and there is really no way to help me." you."

The sewing service outlets of the supply and marketing cooperatives are very inefficient.

Generally speaking,
Those commune members from the countryside make a piece of clothing or trousers here.

I had to go to the market last time and hand over the fabric and processing fees to the sewing service agency.

The members will not get the finished clothes until the next time they go to the market.

Calculated in this way, it means that it takes a full seven days for the sewing service agency to make a pair of trousers or a piece of clothing!
In fact, it took them half a day to actually make a pair of pants.

It's just that these old men don't work overtime, and they don't rush the time. Anyway, they just do it for you slowly.

Two days ago, it was the last market day in Hongxing Township.

That is,

Now in the sewing club, the finished trousers are stored at least four days later before customers come to pick them up.

Therefore, Luo Xuan asked them to embezzle him in this way. This request is actually not too much.

However, according to their usual practice, even if Luo Xuan went to the textile store of the supply and marketing cooperative to buy fabrics.

It will take a week before I can get the pants.

It's clear that after half a day's work, they can do something well, but he just wants to write you a "pick up in a week" note.

Qiu Xiaogang, who is now naked and unable to go out to meet people, is waiting for these pants to cover up his ugliness.

However, these workers in the sewing club just gave Luo Xuan the terms and conditions, no matter how much Luo Xuan begged, they just refused to accommodate.

If they had the same attitude towards everyone and the way they behaved towards everyone, then Luo Xuan would have nothing to say.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows: Don't say that the officers in the township office come over, even if it's Fatty Gu.

This matter will definitely not be a problem.

After Luo Xuan showed them Qiu Xiaogang's trousers, and explained his actual situation to these sewing club masters.

The female cadre who came out to talk to Luo Xuan last time finally agreed to Luo Xuan's request, first depositing the trousers of other customers in the sewing agency and giving them to Qiu Xiaogang to wear.

Luo Xuan took out the cloth ticket and money, and after finishing all the price difference and formalities, he took Qiu Xiaogang to the school.

Along the way, Luo Xuan couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart: after all, his own people were a little soft-spoken.
If you have money and power, it doesn't mean you want to use it to bully anyone.

As long as I have that thing by my side, no matter where I go in the future, others will not be willing to accommodate because of this little thing.

Luo Xuan was feeling emotional there, while Qiu Xiaogang was full of joy.

The pair of trousers I just bought are a bit too big, and they don't fit very well on the skinny Qiu Xiaogang.

It doesn't matter though.

Clothes that don't fit well are all too common.

The members of the production team were short of cloth tickets. Throughout the countryside, the clothes worn by the children were either too big or too small.

Among the ten children, there was no one whose clothes fit her perfectly.

It could be seen that Qiu Xiaogang liked the new pants very much.

I saw him touching here and pinching there along the way, "Brother Luo Xuan, do you think I borrowed these pants from you?"

Qiu Xiaogang asked Luo Xuan cautiously, "Then when should I return these pants to you?"

The reason why he asked such a question was because in Qiu Xiaogang's perception: how could anyone in the world be willing to give him a pair of brand new pants?
That is really unreasonable.

Such a new pair of trousers is really too expensive, how could anyone be willing to give them away?
(End of this chapter)