Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 620 Good Man Yan Bugui

The stick was beaten?
Wang Weidong was stunned for a moment, then he was relieved.

To be a thief, one must have the awareness to be beaten.

Very normal.
"You got beaten, well, I know about it, you go back." Wang Weidong took another mouthful of rice.

"Ah?" Yan Jiefang looked a little dazed, scratched his head and whispered, "Master, you are the master of our compound, don't you care about this?"

Bang Geng was beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. After returning to the courtyard, Qin Huairu was so distressed that he called someone to invite Wang Weidong at that time.

Let Wang Weidong decide for their Jia family.

Hearing Yan Jiefang's words, Wang Weidong's face darkened: "Yan Jiefang, let me ask you, where was the stick shot?"

"Outside the gate, those people are afraid of your uncle. If the stick doesn't go out, they won't dare to enter the compound to commit murder." Yan Jiefang said.

"That's fine. Outside the compound, it's not our courtyard's business, but the Jia family's private matter. I'm the elder of the courtyard house, not the father of a stick."

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Yan Jiefang was stunned speechless, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Then you don't care about this matter?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, if Qin Huairu feels that he has suffered a disadvantage, he can go to the police station and sue those people." Wang Weidong smacked his mouth, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Of course, Yan Jiefang knew that Qin Huairu didn't dare to file a complaint, otherwise, before those bastards were caught, Bang Geng would be thrown into the fence for stealing.

It's just that Qin Huairu is not a reasonable person, and she definitely can't accept that the uncle let go of him.

really.

After returning to the courtyard, Yan Jiefang told Qin Huairu what Wang Weidong meant, and Qin Huairu was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled.

"This damned Liu Hongchang, he is the uncle of the courtyard house, and now he doesn't care about my son being beaten, what use is it for us to have him as an uncle!"

"In my opinion, it's better to just make a statue and be the master of our compound!"

When the onlookers heard this, they showed displeasure on their faces.

The stick was beaten because of stealing other people's things. Qin Huairu, a mother, didn't find the reason from her own son, but blamed the old man instead.

The ass is almost crooked out of the gate.

At that time, several aunts wanted to argue with Qin Huairu, but they knew that Qin Huairu was an unreasonable temperament, and because Bang Geng was lying on the bed dying, they swallowed the words that came to their lips.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu became even more excited, and slapped the table and shouted loudly: "When I was elected as the grand lord, I felt that Liu Hongchang was unreliable, so I voted against it. Only you ignorant women think that he is What kind of big factory director, becoming a big man will definitely benefit our courtyard house. Look, has he given us a penny of welfare over the years?"

Hearing this, an old sister-in-law couldn't bear it any longer, stared at Qin Huairu and said, "Comrade Qin Huairu, what you said is wrong, Liu Hongchang is the director of the Lanhua Automobile Factory, there is nothing wrong with that, but he Why do you want to give us benefits? We are not employees of the Lanhua Automobile Factory."

"Of course it's because we are poor. Our rolling mill has been unable to pay wages for several months. I heard that the employees of the Lanhua Automobile Factory can get extra subsidies every month, and they can get extra subsidies at the end of the year." Get an extra month's salary."

Qin Huairu raised his face and pinched his waist with his hands, as if it was a matter of course: "We are so poor, as the director of the Lanhua Automobile Factory, my uncle naturally has to help us."

Those old sisters-in-law shook their heads in unison, looking at Qin Huairu with contempt in their eyes.

It is true that the rolling mill has been unable to pay wages for a while, but workers do not have to go to the workshop to work.

Those diligent workers took advantage of this vacancy to find some temporary jobs, earning more money every month than before.

There is only Qin Huairu who is lazy and sleeps at home all day, waiting for help from others.

"Forget it, Huairu, calm down and send the stick to the hospital quickly. I don't think there is something wrong with this child, and his breathing is getting weaker and weaker!"

At this time, someone couldn't stand it anymore, and pointed to the stick on the bed and said.

"Ah, I forgot the stick."

Only then did Qin Huairu wake up, she turned and ran to the bedside.

At this time, the corners of Bang Geng's mouth were bleeding, his eyes were closed tightly, and his chest heaved very weakly.

"Bang, stick, you must be safe."

Seeing the appearance of Banggen, Qin Huairu panicked, sat down on the ground and began to cry.

stick stem:.
Yan Jiefang knew that Qin Huairu's accusation was unreliable, and the old man didn't care about Jia's affairs, so he could only run home and tell Yan Bugui about it.

After listening to Yan Jiefang's words, Yan Bugui regretted sending Yan Jiefang to Jia's house to help.

It's just that, now that he's stuck in trouble, it's too late to get out.

In case anything goes wrong with the stick, according to the temperament of the Jia family, he must be severely blackmailed.

Yan Bugui took a few children and helped Qin Huairu send the stick to the hospital.

Seeing the appearance of the stick, the doctor in the emergency room frowned immediately: "This person seems to have been injured for a while, why did he bring it here?"

"." Qin Huairu hesitated and was speechless, and could only smile awkwardly: "Comrade doctor, is my son okay?"

The doctor looked down at the stick and shook his head.

Seeing this action, Qin Huairu was shocked all over, with a look of sadness on his face, Lihua threw himself on the stick with rain.

"Son, why did you leave when you were so young? What's the point of leaving me alone in this world?"

"Son, you were beaten to death by those bastards, and the elder Liu Hongchang in the courtyard cannot escape the responsibility."

"Don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you. This time, Liu Hongchang must pay our family one hundred and eighty thousand."

The doctor opened his mouth a few times, as if he was about to speak, but he hiccupped in fright when he heard a hundred and eighty thousand words, and swallowed the words when they reached his mouth.

These days, a worker's monthly salary is only a few tens of dollars. How can anyone afford to pay one hundred and eighty thousand yuan.

Well, this doesn't seem right.

The doctor quickly grabbed Qin Huairu's arm and said loudly, "This lesbian, please calm down."

"Calm down? My son is dead, you tell me to calm down now? Where is your conscience?" Qin Huairu's face was ferocious, as if he was about to eat someone.

".Who said your son is going to die?" The doctor was puzzled, pointing to the stick and said, "I mean, if you come later, the patient's life may be in danger."

"So my son is fine?" Qin Huairu froze for a moment, she should be excited, but now she was in a strange mood.

"It's not a big problem, it's just some skin trauma. I'm going to bandage him now. Please pay the medical expenses first."

The doctor sat back at the desk, took out a prescription pad from the drawer, wrote a lot of medicinal materials on it, and handed it to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu looked at the thin prescription paper, raised his hand slightly, but did not reach out to take it.

"Doctor, that's not right. Don't we need money to see a doctor? I'm a worker in a rolling mill, and my son is also from the city."

"It's true that you don't need money to see a doctor, but your son suffered trauma, which was obviously caused by a fight." The doctor frowned, and explained slowly: "Our public medical funds are used to relieve the pain of real patients. not to save these rambunctious young men."

"According to the regulations above, no reimbursement is allowed for injuries caused by fighting."

Hissing. Qin Huairu took a breath, and asked timidly, "Comrade doctor, how much is the medical bill?"

"Currently, the dressing fee, medicine fee, and bed fee add up to ten yuan. If you need it later, you can pay it later."

"ten bucks"

Qin Huairu's expression was ugly. The rolling mill only paid ten yuan as a basic salary each month for the past few months. The money was only enough to maintain life, so how could he save money.

The doctor didn't expect that Qin Huairu would not even be able to pay out ten yuan because she was dressed so brightly, and urged her to the side: "Comrade, please hurry up. Although it is a traumatic injury, it will not kill the injured person, but it will take a long time." It's easy to leave scars, and you don't want your son to have scars all over his face in the future, do you?"

"No. I really have no money."

Qin Huairu had no choice but to cast his eyes on the residents of the courtyard house who brought sticks.

Seeing Qin Huairu's appearance, those people immediately understood her thoughts, and said with a smile.

"Oops, I forgot the hot water is still burning on the coal stove at home, I have to go first."

"I have to go to my mother-in-law's house to pick up my daughter, so I'm leaving first."

"Cough, no, I have diarrhea, ouch."

In almost a moment, those residents slipped away one after another.

It's not that they don't have a little compassion, otherwise they wouldn't have braved the severe cold to send the sticks here just now.

The point is that Qin Huairu has often found various excuses to borrow money from them these years, and has never paid it back.

These days, everyone's life is difficult, who can stand such exploitation.

Therefore, instead of waiting for Qin Huairu to sell miserably, it is better to sneak away in advance.

Yan Bugui was a little older, and his reaction was a little slower. When he reacted, other residents ran out of the emergency room.

"Oh, my daughter-in-law is still waiting for me to go home and cook, so I will go back first too."

Qin Huairu had already reacted at this time, how could Yan Bugui just run away like this.

He strode forward and grabbed Yan Bugui's arm.

"Third Master, you have watched him grow up since he was a child. He has no father since he was a child. He is already very pitiful. You can't just watch his face leave scars, and you won't be able to find a wife in the future, right?"

"I"

"Third Master, everyone in our compound knows that you are the most warm-hearted, so please help me this time."

Qin Huairu tugged at Yan Bugui's arm, feeling extremely sad and agitated, Yan Bugui couldn't bear to push her away for a moment.

Seeing this situation, Qin Huairu knew it was right, and then said: "Xiaocui is about to give birth, you helped me, after the baby is born, I will help you take care of the baby."

Hearing this, Yan Bugui was completely moved.

Huang Xiaocui is a picky master, and usually dislikes the poor care of the third mother.

The three mothers are getting old, and they are really frizzy in doing things, so they are not suitable for taking care of children.

And Qin Huairu is young and has given birth to three children, so she has rich experience in raising children.

It would be perfect if Qin Huairu was asked to help Huang Xiaocui take care of the children.

but.

Yan Bugui straightened his expression and looked at Qin Huairu: "Comrade Xiao Qin, taking care of the children can only be considered a favor to me. The money you borrowed will still have to be returned to me in the future."

This old thing is really greedy, Qin Huairu cursed secretly in his heart, but nodded sincerely: "Third Lord, don't worry, I, Qin Huairu, am not the kind of person who owes money and never pays back."

Yan Bugui didn't believe her words, but he didn't have a good choice at this time, so he could only nod his head and said, "Then let go, and I'll give you the money."

With Yan Bugui's money, Qin Huairu paid the medical expenses, and the doctor bandaged the wound of Banggeng.

Looking at the stick whose head was wrapped like a rice dumpling, Qin Huairu asked with some concern: "Doctor, my stick looks like this, is it really all right?"

"Of course, I'm a professional doctor." The doctor seemed annoyed at being questioned about his level. "Don't look at the child's serious injuries. In fact, those who beat him were very measured, and all their fists and feet avoided the vital parts."

Those who beat people!

Thinking of Pange, Qin Huairu gritted his teeth.

She must make that bastard pay the price!
The entrance of the Beijing Tavern.

"Secretary Huang, you must keep my matter in mind."

Xu Damao reluctantly bid farewell to a middle-aged man in a general's school coat.

This person is Huang Renfa, the secretary of a big leader.

Huang Renfa patted the bulging canvas bag, and laughed loudly: "Don't worry, brother Xu, just for these real things you gave me, I, Lao Huang, will also help you to do things properly. "

Just kidding, there are two small yellow croakers in the canvas bag!

In addition to those obtained a while ago, the yellow man got six small yellow croakers from Xu Damao alone.

Just do it two more times and he'll be retired.

Of course, Huang Renfa is not the secretary of some leader, he is just a member of the suburbs of Beijing.

It's just that this person's mind is too flexible, and he doesn't bother to work with his face to the loess and his back to the sky like ordinary commune members.

He was so old that he didn't even get a daughter-in-law.

He was not in a hurry. Others persuaded him to work hard, and he also said that he was destined to be a leader, and doing those farm jobs was really a waste of talent.

Over time, the members of the commune ignored him and let him live alone in a broken house with air leaks on all sides.

Huang Renfa has lived like this for more than 40 years.

Fortunately, I am born to be useful, and opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

Huang Renfa found a handbag on the side of the road when he was helping the commune drive a carriage into the city to deliver food.

The handbag was made of leather, gleaming under the sunlight, and it was the first time that Huang Renfa had seen such a high-end thing.

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely give your handbag to the commune or the police station.

But yellow hair is no ordinary person.

That's the man who's going to do great things.

He put his handbag into the grain bag of the carriage, and drove the carriage home as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)