Siheyuan starts to eat the old man

Chapter 386 Why are you crying during the Chinese New Year?

"You idiot, this grandson is really doing a disservice. He only has so many holidays a year. He wants all the workers in the country to have a year-round holiday."

"That's right, I think this grandson wants to be famous and wants to go crazy. He can say such bizarre things."

It was not yet time to eat at noon. When Li Ping'an got off work early and went to the back kitchen to prepare a meal, he just stepped one foot across the threshold of the back kitchen when he heard Silly Zhu's loud voice roaring in the back kitchen, and there were many echoes. He always curses people.

"cough cough"

Regarding such politically incorrect words, Li Ping'an naturally could not let them discuss it. He coughed heavily to indicate that he was here and asked them to relax and stop the discussion on this matter.

The kitchen staff who were gathering together in the kitchen to swear, when they heard Li Pingan coughing, they all closed their mouths consciously, and hurriedly dispersed to pretend to be busy.

Only Silly Zhu, a fool, didn't understand what Li Pingan meant. He grinned and shouted loudly: "Chief Li, you have a cold, do you want me to cook you a bowl of hot porridge to go away the cold?"

"I don't have a cold. You don't need to cook hot porridge for me. Is Qiunan's lunch ready? If it's ready, leave it to me. I'll take her to the infirmary." It seems that she doesn't have a cold in this area, so she relies on herself every day. Li Ping'an was speechless as three generations of farmhands ran around without any scruples.

"Okay, okay, it's hot on the steamer. There's a complete mix of meat and vegetables, and there's a big chicken leg. It's absolutely nutritious." Silly Zhu said, opening the lid of the steamer on the small stove, revealing the aluminum inside of the steamer. lunch box.

Li Pingan took a step forward, took a relatively clean towel from the stove, took the lunch box out of the steamer, opened it and took a look. After seeing that there was indeed a chicken leg inside, Li Pingan asked curiously: "Oh , Brother Zhuzhu, where did the chicken legs here come from? When I ordered food from you, I didn’t give you the chicken legs? "

"Where else could it come from? Director Wan in our cafeteria is treating us today, so I took it from his banquet." Silly Zhu didn't shy away from anyone at all. He told the origin of the chicken drumsticks in a carefree manner, attracting everyone who was busy in the cafeteria. They all looked over.

Hearing that it was taken from Wan Tongsheng's banquet, Li Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a chicken leg taken from Silly Zhu, the person eating it was Ding Qiunan. Fortunately, he and Wan Tongsheng have a good relationship. Let's go back and say hello. That's fine. If we change to an unfamiliar leader, we'll offend people.

Seeing Silly Zhu who looked proud and begging for praise, Li Pingan sighed helplessly and said with a smile: "Brother Zhuzi, you did a good job, don't do it again next time. Fortunately, it was Director Wan this time. If If it were someone else, he would have offended someone else.”

"What a big deal, isn't it just a chicken drumstick? Just deduct it. How can Wan Tongsheng come to trouble me for a drumstick?" Silly Zhu didn't understand the meaning of Li Ping'an's words and curled his lips disdainfully.

Silly Zhu didn't understand, and Li Ping'an didn't bother to explain. He shook his head and put the lid of the lunch box back on, preparing to leave with the lunch box.

"Hey, brother Ping'an, you are the leader of our factory and have many channels of information. Do you think it is really possible that there will be no holidays this year?" When Li Ping'an was about to leave, Silly Zhu stopped him and asked about what was in today's newspaper. Condition.

The busy people around heard Sha Zhu ask this question that was closely related to everyone. They stopped their movements one by one and raised their ears to listen to Li Ping'an's answer.

Glancing at the people who were waiting to listen, Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Who knows, there are three days left before the holiday. If there is really no holiday, it will be available in three days at the latest. I saw the results in the newspaper, please wait patiently.”

"Hey, what you said is the same as what you didn't say. Let's go, let's go. If you don't go, Doctor Ding's lunch will be cold."

Listening to Silly Zhu's words, Li Ping'an smiled softly, stuffed the lunch box into his bag, turned around and left the kitchen without any hesitation.After Li Ping'an walked out of the canteen, the bell rang for the end of get off work, and the workers walked out of the workshop with their lunch boxes and walked towards the canteen.

There was heavy snow outside now. Li Ping An walked against the flow of people all the way towards the infirmary. Whenever it snowed, for the sake of Ding Qiunan's safety, Li Ping An prohibited Ding Qiunan from going to the cafeteria to fetch food by himself. Instead, Li Ping An had to do it every day at noon. Go to the infirmary and deliver meals.

It is absolutely true that the old man is sad in the winter. After Li Pingan walked into the infirmary, he saw that most of the beds lying on the beds were elderly people from the families of workers in the steel rolling mill.

Walking along the collective ward to Ding Qiunan's diagnosis and treatment room, Li Ping'an saw several old people writhing in pain on the beds. This disease is the root cause of the disease when he was young. In this era It is very common that there is no treatment at all with current medical conditions, and they all rely on doctors to give them painkiller injections to suppress the pain.

In the past, Li Ping'an would feel heartbroken and empathic when seeing this kind of situation. Since seeing more examples, Li Ping'an can now walk past the hospital bed without changing his expression.

Being able to lie in a hospital bed and endure pain is considered a blessing for people of this era, and it has exceeded 90.00% of the country's population.

The current population distribution is that [-]% of the population is urban and more than [-]% of the population lives in rural areas.Medical resources are just the opposite. Most medical personnel are in cities, and all medical resources in rural areas are very scarce.

It is a common phenomenon that there is no doctor in eight villages. Only large communes have medical staff, and the medical level of these doctors is generally low.

If farmers at that time had a fever or cold, they would drink hot water and cover their heads while sleeping. If they had a serious illness and had no money, they could only go home and wait to die.Not to mention that these elderly farmers have no other choice but to drink more hot water and lie on the kang to stiffen up. Every winter, no one knows how many elderly people can't stand the pain and choose to commit suicide.

When Li Pingan came to the door of Ding Qiunan's clinic, there were two people waiting in line outside to see a doctor.

Seeing this scene, Li Pingan didn't go in directly to deliver food, but stood behind the people in line, waiting for everyone to see their illness before going in to deliver food to Ding Qiunan.

When the last patient came out, Li Ping'an walked in with a still warm lunch box.

Seeing the tired look on Ding Qiunan's face, Li Ping'an handed the lunch box to Ding Qiunan, then took the initiative to stand while Ding Qiunan reached out and massaged her head.

"Why are there so many patients today? Are there so many people in our factory who need medical treatment?" Li Ping'an asked distressedly while rubbing Ding Qiunan's neck.

Ding Qiunan leaned back on the chair tiredly, enjoying Li Ping'an's service. Hearing Li Ping'an's question, he sighed helplessly and said tiredly: "It's the New Year's holiday soon. A group of doctors were organized in the factory today. Go to the countryside to treat comrades who are farmers. Now our clinic is short of manpower, and one person is used as two people."

"That's it, then you should eat quickly and take a good rest after eating. I see that you are quite busy these days."

Qiang steeled himself and opened the lunch box. When he saw the chicken legs inside, Ding Qiunan exclaimed.There are no hormones these days, and chicken grows slowly. Even Ding Qiunan rarely has chicken to eat, let alone something as good as chicken legs.Turning to look at Li Ping'an curiously, Ding Qiunan asked in surprise: "Why are there chicken legs today? Where did you get them?"

"I didn't get it. Wan Tongsheng is treating you today. Brother Zhuzhu took a leg off his table to patch up your body."

"Ah, it was stolen, isn't that bad?" Hearing that it was withheld, Ding Qiunan looked at Li Ping'an, then at the chicken drumsticks in the lunch box, licked his lips, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again: " This was stolen, why don't we give it back to Director Wan?"

Looking at Ding Qiunan's pitiful eyes, Li Ping'an rubbed Ding Qiunan's head dotingly and said with a smile: "It's okay. I just want to say hello to Wan Tongsheng over there. You can eat the chicken drumsticks if you want. Nothing”

"Well, I really ate it."

"Let's eat"

With Li Ping'an's permission, Ding Qiunan picked up the chicken leg in the lunch box regardless of his appearance, and gnawed it happily. His mouth was full of oil, and his face was covered with oil stains on the chicken leg.

While Ding Qiunan was eating, Li Ping'an added a piece of briquettes to the briquette stove in the clinic and filled the thermos bottle with water. After everything was put away, he told Ding Qiunan to pay attention to his body and not to be tired. Then he took the lunch box that needed to be washed and left.

After delivering the meal to Ding Qiunan, before Li Ping'an had time to go to the cafeteria to eat, he was found by Zhang Daquan and informed that he was going to Chen Youfu's office for a department meeting in the logistics department.

At present, the factory has not received any news that there will be no holiday during the Spring Festival. All units in the steel rolling mill are actively making post-holiday work arrangements. Even Li Ping'an is forced to get into busy work.

On the day before the holiday, the factory's finance office began to follow past practice and pay this month's wages in advance in order to allow the factory workers to have a good year.

Li Ping'an also received his and Ding Qiunan's wages, which totaled 156.5 yuan, delivered personally by Zhang Youcai.

Looking at the money in the envelope, Li Pingan stuffed it into the drawer without even moving, and then continued his busy work.

After receiving their wages, many workers who needed to return to their hometowns asked for leave from their leaders. They needed to catch a train to go back to their hometowns. The leaders did not make things difficult. As long as they were sure they needed to catch a train, they all granted paid leave. This is also considered a state-owned unit. Additional benefits, basically all units across the country do this.

Following Chen Youfu to do errands outside, when passing by the train station, he saw many workers carrying large and small packages rushing to the station to catch the train back to their hometowns. Seeing the excited smiles on these people's faces, Li Pingan Thinking that they are so anxious to go back, what will be the expression on their faces if they see the news in the newspaper that there will be no Spring Festival holiday after the train arrives at the station tomorrow?
Thinking about the misery of the workers when they arrived at the train station in their hometown and had to buy new tickets before they had a chance to take a look at their homes, Li Ping'an showed a sympathetic expression on his face.

"What's your expression, kid? Why are you envious that they can take the holiday early?" Chen Youfu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, saw the strange expression on Li Ping'an's face and couldn't help but joked.

"What's the point of envy? I have to work another day before I can have a holiday. What does this mean? I love working, and it doesn't matter if it's not the New Year."

"Okay, it's good to have this awareness. Since you said so, I think you can stay in the factory during the Spring Festival this year. How about it? Shall I arrange it for you?"

Thinking of the news that there would be no holiday for the Spring Festival in the newspapers tomorrow, Li Ping'an said sternly and firmly: "Of course, it's just a stay-at-home job. It's no problem. I love working. That's not a joke. It must be reflected. action"

Seeing that Li Pingan didn't look like he was lying, Chen Youfu couldn't help but put his hand on Li Pingan's forehead. After confirming that Li Pingan didn't have a fever, Chen Youfu frowned: "You don't have a fever either, why did you start now? Talking nonsense”

"Hehe" Li Ping'an chuckled, and then joked: "I love working, how can you say it's nonsense, Chen Chu, your awareness needs to be improved."

Chen Youfu laughed and scolded: "Hurry up and drive your car, there are only two of us, who are you showing off to?"

Next, Li Pingan did not continue to joke, but started driving the car seriously.

On the way to work the next day, there were fewer workers than before, and the Jeep was very spacious on the road. When Li Ping'an was congratulating each other on the New Year with a group of colleagues in the office, he heard a noise coming from the office.

The group of people stopped what they were doing and looked towards the door one after another. However, the sounds outside were very noisy and they could not be heard clearly in the room.

Just when Zhang Daquan wanted to go out and inquire about the situation, he saw Zhang Yuande, the newspaper delivery man, walking in from the outside with a sad expression on his face.

"I'm talking about Yuande, what's going on with you? Why are you so sad during the Chinese New Year? Could it be that your wife ran away?" Zhang Daquan and Zhang Yuande are old acquaintances. Seeing his expression, he couldn't help laughing. Joking.

"Fuck you, your wife just ran away with someone, how long ago, and you are still happy." Zhang Yuande heard Zhang Daquan's teasing and scolded him back unceremoniously.

"When? When the Chinese New Year is coming soon, my daughter-in-law has no one to follow, why can't I be happy?"

"We are still celebrating the New Year. The newspaper said that there will be no holiday for the New Year this year. The Spring Festival has been wiped out. There will be no more old customs like the Spring Festival in the future." Looking at Zhang Daquan who was unaware, Zhang Yuande sneered and said something that shocked everyone and could not accept it for a moment. news.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden news, and the office was silent for a while. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Daquan, who was closest to Zhang Yuande, stepped forward and snatched the newspaper from Zhang Yuande's hand, and carefully looked at the contents of the newspaper.

After reading the content in the newspaper, Zhang Daquan looked at Li Pingan with an ugly face and said: "Section Chief, the Spring Festival is cancelled."

(End of this chapter)