Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 673
Seeing Yan Bugui's confident look, the third mother didn't know what to say for a while.

This time, the Yan family visited Liu Cheng to ask Liu Cheng, and he wanted to show absolute respect to Liu Cheng. If he really annoyed Liu Cheng because of a box of biscuits, wouldn't it be self-defeating?
But she is also aware of Yan Bugui's temperament, now asking Yan Bugui to throw away this box of expired biscuits, and then buy a new box of biscuits to send to Liu Cheng, it is almost like killing Yan Bugui , the third mother thought for a moment, and simply stopped trying to persuade her.

"Old man, when you arrive at Liu Cheng's house, you must be careful not to let Liu Cheng open the box in person. It will be terrible if Liu Cheng finds out."

Yan Bugui frowned, and said impatiently: "I see, I see, why are you so talkative, old woman? I, Yan Bugui, am not a child anymore. I can't do this little thing well. Besides, in our In the capital, how can there be a rule for guests to open gifts in front of the host? Liu Cheng is the workshop director, and he can be regarded as a person on the scene, so he doesn't even understand this truth!"

"Just stay at home and wait for our good news!"

Yan Bugui turned around and was about to leave after talking, but after two steps, he seemed to think of something again, turned around and took the hand of the third mother, pulled the third mother aside, looked at Yan Jiecheng's room, and whispered Said: "Old woman, we Yan Jiecheng will leave later, you call Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang out."

"Jiefang and Jiekuang both have to go to work tomorrow, so they finally took a break, what do you ask them to do?" The third mother was puzzled.

Now Yan Jiefang is working as a worker in a timber factory. He does heavy physical work every day.

Yan Jiekuang had just graduated and was assigned to work as a conductor in the park. Although the job was relatively easy, since he was a newcomer, he had to rush to do any work, so he was as exhausted as a dead dog when he returned home every day.

Yan Bugui shook his head helplessly and muttered in a low voice: "Woman, you really have long hair but little knowledge."

He pointed to Yan Jiecheng's room and said, "That girl Liu Yucheng has no nerve in her head. If she senses our actions and sneaks out at night, then Yan Jiecheng and I have invited Liu Cheng here, and we can't wait to see you." It's useless, so you, Yan Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng stay here and guard, if Liu Yuhua wants to run away, you have to stop her, and you must wait until Yan Jiecheng and I come back."

"Oh, old man, what you said is very reasonable. When we were discussing things just now, the voice was so loud, and the door of our house is not soundproof. Liu Yuhua might really be able to hear it." The three mothers clapped Touching his thighs, he said regretfully, "Why didn't I think of this! If I had thought of this earlier, I would have made you all quiet down."

"It's an afterthought to mention this now, you just have to remember, no matter what, you must not let Liu Yuhua run away."

Yan Bugui confessed again and again, seeing that the third mother nodded heavily, obviously taking this matter to heart, so he turned around and called Yan Jiecheng.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Jiecheng disappeared.

"Oh, where did the child go? It's already midnight. If he doesn't go, Liu Cheng will probably go to sleep."

Yan Bugui stomped his feet anxiously, at this time Yan Jiecheng ran in from the outside, his face and hands were wet, obviously he took advantage of the gap just now to wash his face by the faucet in the middle courtyard.

Yan Bugui frowned, and stared at Yan Jiecheng: "Xiecheng, why are you so ignorant, don't you know it's too late? You still have the mind to wash your face, this time you are going to beg your father-in-law, not to Blind date, what are you doing so well!"

Yan Jiecheng was combing his hair with a comb, and said with a wry smile, "Father, it's winter, and the tap water is icy cold, you think I want to wash my face, after such a big fuss today, my face and hair are covered with dust , if you go to my father-in-law's house like this, he will definitely look down on you!"

While talking, Yan Jiecheng picked up the bottle of cream under Yan Bugui's angry eyes, gently sipped some cream with his fingers, spit on the back of his hand, then rubbed it on his face, rubbing it carefully, the whole process It took at least the full 3 minutes.

Just when Yan Bugui couldn't bear it anymore and was about to copy the guy, Yan Jiecheng left the mirror contentedly, nodded at Yan Bugui: "Father, let's go!"

"Damn, you kid, you really don't understand at all."

Yan Bugui was dissatisfied with Yan Jiecheng's actions, but now he couldn't care less, so he could only take Yan Jiecheng out of the house.

Looking at the bicycle under the eaves, Yan Bugui suddenly thought of something, and smiled at Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng was a little horrified by his smile, couldn't help but shuddered, hugged his arms, and said with some fear: "Father, what do you mean?"

Yan Bugui pointed to the bicycle and said, "Xie Cheng, this time we went to Liu Cheng's house to do something for you, and you have to pay for the bicycle."

Hearing this, Yan Jiecheng couldn't laugh or cry. The old man was worried about not having enough time just now, but when it came to money, he didn't care about it.

Yan Jiecheng pinched the center of his brows and let out a long sigh: "Okay, Dad, I'll give you fifty cents when the sound is turned off this month."

According to the rules of the Yan family, as long as you don't leave the capital, you can ride a bicycle for [-] cents.

Fifty cents doesn't seem like much, and in later generations you can't even buy a big bubble, but in this era, you can buy ten catties of stick noodles. Most people really don't want to spend so much money to rent Yan Pugui's bicycle.

Only when there was an emergency and had to arrive at the destination as soon as possible, would he endure the pain, take out [-] cents and hand it to Yan Bugui.

Over the years, Yan Bugui has made a lot of money relying on this bicycle.

Yan Jiecheng was talking and was about to ride a bicycle, but he found that Yan Bugui was standing there motionless.

Yan Jiecheng felt a little depressed, and heaved a long sigh: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Bugui frowned and said, "Yan Jiecheng, this time there are two people on the bicycle. According to the rules of our Yan family, you will pay double the price, which is 1 yuan!"

"What? You still want to increase the price?" Yan Jiecheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

He didn't feel sorry for the fifty cents. As a man with a monthly salary of 27 yuan, fifty cents was nothing to him at all.

However, most of his monthly money has to be handed over to Liu Yuhua, leaving only one or two dollars in pocket money. If this money is stolen by Yan Bugui again, he will not even be able to buy loose cigarettes this month. get up.

"No, Dad, this time you are sitting in the back seat, do you still want to charge money?" Yan Jiecheng suddenly thought of something, and quickly reminded Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui laughed loudly; "Silly boy, I am indeed sitting in the back seat, but it is also for your business. If Liu Yuhua didn't divorce you, I wouldn't have to make this trip, so the money , I still have to give it to me."

What kind of nonsense is this? Yan Xiecheng wanted to break up with Yan Bugui, but he also knew that Yan Pugui had an eye for money, and he looked very amiable on weekdays. Gotta be stubborn.

Yan Jiecheng burst into tears: "Okay, Dad, you are an elder, I respect you, I will pay the money, but I have to wait until the next month to get paid."

Yan Bugui knew that all Yan Jiecheng's money was with Liu Yuhua, and it would be embarrassing for him to take out 1 yuan all at once, so he nodded, "Okay, don't worry, we are father and son. I'll save you some sympathy, and I won't urge you either!"

The two negotiated the price, and then drove to Liu Cheng's house on a wobbling bicycle.

Liu Cheng's family lived in a large courtyard not far from the courtyard house. It was late at night, the alleys were dark, and the roads were not easy to walk. Yan Jiecheng accidentally bumped into a rock while riding his bicycle.

Yan Jiecheng was fine, he was taller, and he was well prepared, he dropped his bicycle and jumped off without being injured.

Yan Bugui was miserable. Under the inertia of the bicycle, he flew out and hit his head on a big tree on the opposite side. He competed with the tree's pole for hardness, and Yan Bugui's head was completely defeated.

"Hey, it hurts like hell, hey, hey, Yan Xiecheng, are you sincere?"

Yan Bugui squatted on the ground, clutching his forehead and yelling for pain. He suddenly felt warm liquid flowing down his head, and his face suddenly changed drastically.

"Yan Jiecheng, hurry up, I'm bleeding, come and help me!"

This time it was Yan Jiecheng's mistake. Yan Jiecheng was a little worried that Yan Pugui would scold him, so after the bicycle fell, he hid aside, ready to wait until Yan Pugui vented his anger before moving forward. Bugui was really hurt, he couldn't care less.

Because the surrounding area was pitch black, Yan Jiecheng didn't have a flashlight—by the way, Yan's family had to spend money to use a flashlight. Before Yan Jiecheng set off, he saw that it was dark outside, so he really wanted to bring a flashlight.

But he was afraid that Yan Bugui would ask him to collect the money, so he didn't dare to say anything.

There was no flashlight at this time, so he could only walk in the direction of Yan Bugui's voice in the dark.

Under normal circumstances, Yan Jiecheng's choice was not wrong, but at this moment, Yan Pugui was sitting on the ground moaning, Yan Jiecheng strode over and stepped on Yan Pugui's head.

Yan Bugui already had a wound on his head, but the foot stepped on it so hard that it hurt even more.

He covered his forehead and said loudly: "Yan Jiecheng, what are you doing? I asked you to help me, not to harm me. Oops, hiss. It hurts."

Yan Jiecheng was not much better at this time, he was tripped by Yan Pugui, caught off guard, fell straight down with his face on the ground, fell and gnawed on the mud.

At that time, he felt the taste of blood in his mouth. After spitting twice, he suddenly felt the wind in his mouth.

Yan Jiecheng touched his mouth, and suddenly howled loudly: "It's not good, my front tooth fell off."

He touched it carefully, and the crying sound became louder: "There are still two front teeth, my front teeth, woo woo woo woo"

In the cold wind, the sound of crying seemed particularly infiltrating. Several passers-by heard the sound and wanted to come up to help, but were scared away by the crying.

Yan Bugui also slowed down at this moment, covered his head and said: "Xie Cheng, why are you crying? I have a broken head, which is more serious than your injury. Don't cry now, help me up quickly, and send me off." When I went to the hospital, I felt dizzy."

Hearing this, Yan Jiecheng stopped crying and helped Yan Bugui stand up.

He pushed the bicycle with one hand, and helped Yan Bugui walk to the hospital with the other.

But the hospital is far away. When Yan Jiecheng decided to go back to the courtyard first, he saw a small clinic next to him with lights on.

Because of the darkness and dim light from the street lamps, Yan Xiecheng couldn't see the name of the clinic clearly, but the white curtains were embroidered with red crosses.

The one with the cross is the hospital, that's right.

"Father, look, there is a small clinic here. Why don't we go here to see a doctor first, the big hospital is too far away."

Seeing that Yan Pugui was so seriously injured, he was afraid that Yan Pugui would dislike the small clinic and refuse to go.

Unexpectedly, after Yan Bugui heard this, his eyes widened in excitement.

"Okay, okay, small clinics are cheaper."

Yan Jiecheng frowned: "Father, we are all workers, and we have public medical bills. Isn't it free to go to a big hospital?"

Yan Bugui scolded: "You silly boy, you really don't understand the truth at all. Publicly funded hospitals can only be used to see a doctor. People like us who have suffered trauma, unless they have a certificate from the factory, otherwise the hospital will not accept it." Reimbursement."

"So that's the case, let's go in quickly!"

After Yan Jiecheng understood, the hesitation in his heart disappeared without a trace.

He is not stingy, the key is that he has no money with him.

If they went to a big hospital, it might cost more than ten yuan for the injuries of the two of them.

At that time, if Yan Bugui asked him to pay the money on the grounds of doing things for him, wouldn't he be caught blind?

Small clinics are cheap!
Yan Jiecheng helped Yan Bugui walk to the door of the small clinic, and knocked on the door inside.

The doctor inside seemed to be asleep, and after a long while, a sleepy voice came out.

"Who?"

"Comrade doctor, there are patients, please open the door quickly."

The doctors in the small clinic seemed to have professional ethics. Hearing Yan Jiecheng's words, he quickly put on a white coat and opened the door.

He was about 40 years old, with a burly body and exuded a fishy smell. After he came out, he looked behind Yan Jiecheng for a long time.

"Where's the patient?"

Yan Jiecheng frowned: "Comrade doctor, is there something wrong with your eyes? We are both injured so badly, can't you see it?"

The doctor then set his eyes on Yan Bugui and Yan Jiecheng, and stared at them quietly for a long time, until Yan Jiecheng felt a little hairy.

Then he said slowly: "These two comrades, I am just a veterinarian."

"Veterinarian." Yan Jiecheng was stunned for a moment, he raised his head to look at the plaque on it, at this time due to the relatively close distance, and the doctor opened the door, the lights in the room tilted out.

On the plaque on the door lintel, there are three black characters "veterinary shop"

(End of this chapter)