I am many years in the courtyard

Chapter 217, praise and jealousy
After writing the prescription, the old man suddenly raised his head and asked:
"Do you want me to write you a certificate for applying for milk stamps?"

The doctor's order is very important, but the amount of milk itself is small, so it is hard to say whether I can apply for a milk ticket.

At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, all kinds of wastes were waiting for prosperity, and the dairy industry had a difficult start.

In 12, there were only 17 dairy cows and [-] dairy goats in the country, with annual milk production of [-] tons and [-] tons, respectively.

Among the 12 dairy cows, there are only [-] Holstein cows with better milk production performance.

In order to allow more residents to drink milk, in the early 50s, the Beijing government included the dairy industry in its economic development plan to increase milk supply.

On March [-], [-], the Beijing Milk Station was officially established.

In the late autumn of [-], the milk supply in Beijing was tense.

The Beijing Milk Station urgently transferred milk from other places, and at the same time sent milk delivery staff to the subscribers' homes to mobilize adults to stop breastfeeding first, so as to ensure the supply of milk for patients, infants and young children.

This move was supported by the general public, and a total of [-] pounds of milk were given to patients, infants and young children.

In addition, processed fresh milk, like other non-staple foods, is also in short supply. This year, that is, in [-], the average annual milk consumption per person was less than one catty.

The entire capital city has a population of 660 million people, and the average annual consumption per person is less than one catty. This concept is simply unimaginable.

Of course, it does not mean that after writing a doctor's order, the patient can buy milk after getting the milk ticket.

Because it is also necessary to ask the patient whether he is willing to buy it. You must know that the price of milk is twenty-six cents a catty.

And you can only buy it with milk coupons and grain books, otherwise, you can't buy it at all.

Therefore, when the old man was writing the doctor's order, he would ask this question.

"do not want!"

"want!"

Zhou Hongmei and Lao Xu gave different answers. The former didn't want to waste money, and thought that decoction would be enough.

But the latter knew at this time that money had to be spent.

My daughter-in-law is still young, so she can't ignore the doctor's advice just to save money.

Old Xu's stinginess is mainly because he feels that there is no need to waste money on things that haven't happened.

But now that other doctors have already spoken, there is nothing to say, it must be done.

Old Xu might still hesitate before breaking up.

But now, the three children have separated, so Old Xu doesn't need to worry about it so much.

He himself earns 38 yuan and [-] cents a month, which is not high.

However, now he only needs to bear the food for himself, Zhou Hongmei and Xu Wumei.

Not only is it enough, but there is still more.

What's more, he felt that he should be able to be promoted in the next worker rank promotion assessment.

Because although An Nianyun made him very embarrassed, he felt that his skills had improved a lot.

Therefore, he has a high probability of being promoted to the third level.

In this case, it is not a big deal to buy milk for Zhou Hongmei.

The different answers of the two made the old man happy and smiled.

"Do you want to go out and fight, come in and tell me the answer after discussing it?"

Old Xu glared at Zhou Hongmei, and said forcefully:
"Comrade doctor, don't listen to her, just do as I said, help us write a milk ticket application certificate, we can buy milk."

The latter smiled helplessly, but his heart was sweet, this old man!
After more than ten minutes, the two left the hospital with the application form for medicine and milk vouchers.

Following the doctor's order, Lao Xu and the two walked into the street office to receive milk tickets.

Director Wang saw the old couple come in, took the milk ticket application form, and saw the hospital's stamp and doctor's order.

I froze for a moment:
"What's wrong with my old sister-in-law? Is it serious?"

Zhou Hongmei was in a good mood, but she was sick, and after going back and forth for a while, her face was very weak:
"It's just heartache and poor health, so I took medicine."

Seeing this, Director Wang had no choice but to tell the other party to take a good rest.

However, she still looked embarrassed, because the milk ticket was very tight, and it might not be able to get it out this month.

It's just that I tried my best to deal with it.

"Okay, okay, thank you very much Director Wang, then you are busy, we will not bother you."

Old Xu kept his attitude very low, and didn't talk to people on an equal footing just because the other party had a good relationship with his son.

In the life wisdom of the little people, these do not exist.

After all, the honest old Xu may have one or another character defect in other aspects, but he has always respected the officials.

Keeping your distance is the best!

Maybe some people are rampant when they are successful, but Lao Xu is not such a person, and he has never been successful at all.

He doesn't have any ambitions either, he just wants to live his life well, his children will be healthy and safe, get married and have children, so that he can enjoy his old age comfortably, that's enough.

Director Wang nodded, said sorry again, and asked Zhou Hongmei to go home to rest.

"Okay, thank you Director Wang."

Zhou Hongmei and the others returned to the courtyard, and the eyes of Aunt Yan and the others who were chatting in the courtyard suddenly lit up.

Then everyone asked questions in a hurry.

Old Xu's face was as black as ink, and he helped Zhou Hongmei into the house, so he didn't bother to talk to these neighbors.

Then Hu Meifeng and Qin Huairu were called to take care of Zhou Hongmei, while he went out to work in the rolling mill.

After Lao Xu left, the neighbors soon found out what had happened.

"Hiss, so Xu Laosan really knows how to see a doctor? How many medical books has he read?"

"Hongmei, Lao Xu still loves you, and even applied for a milk ticket for you?"

"Let me just say, the third child is resourceful and safe. He must have started reading medical books very early."

"Chest tightness and weakness are heartaches? It turns out that eating more fresh vegetables, fruits and milk can regulate the body."

A group of neighbors chatted chatteringly in the yard.

Many of them slapped themselves in the face, but they slapped them very happily and willingly.

Qin Huairu helped boil the medicine, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking proud.

Hu Meifeng and Fan Zhaodi, the two sisters-in-law next to her, also said good things, and they were very envious.

They were both born to the same parents, why are their men so different from the third child?
Two children, Xu Xiaoman and Xu Weidong, squatted next to their third aunt, watching the medicine with curiosity.

"Third Aunt, are these traditional Chinese medicines bitter? Can I have a taste?"

"Even if it's not bitter, you can't taste it. These are medicines for your grandma, and you can't eat them."

Fan Zhaodi glared at Xu Weidong, is this brat trying to piss off his old lady?
It's true, greedy regardless of time, don't avoid meat and vegetable flavors and others.

The little guy lost interest immediately, got up and ran out.

Zhou Hongmei, who was lying down, drank the boiled Chinese medicine and fell asleep in a daze.

But she fell asleep with a smile. She was proud of her promising son, warmed by the old man who loved her, and felt comfortable with the three harmonious daughters-in-law by her side.

The Fifth Design Office of the Design Institute has sat in front of its own workstation for many years and started a day's work.

The project of the Bureau of Light Industry, the hand-drawn drawing, he had already drawn yesterday afternoon.

Now I am pretending to work hard, but actually reading medical books step by step.

However, he didn't have a long time to relax, and was immediately called to a meeting.

Fortunately, the meeting was not very long, just a coordination meeting held by the team leaders of several design offices.

However, he had just returned from the meeting, and before he could sit back at his desk, Lin Xiachuan called for someone again.

I really don't have a moment to spare today.

Therefore, being a group leader is all hard work and dirty work.

After a busy morning, when it was almost time for lunch, he was barely free.

I don't know what I'm busy with, but it looks like I'm busy.

It seems to be true to say that it is a handyman.

I rode a [-] big bar back home, and as soon as I entered the yard, I was praised by the neighbors and aunts.

"The third child is back, oh, you are really amazing, your mother's illness is really right."

"It's great that the miracle doctor is back. Please help me find out what's wrong with my migraine? How can I recuperate my body?"

"As expected of a genius, third child, you should have read a lot of medical books, right? Your medical skills are really scary. You can treat people in such a short period of time. It's amazing."

"For many years, you have been watched by my aunt since she was a child. Tell her, do you have any secrets? How do you improve so much in reading and studying?"

The neighbors in front of me are so enthusiastic that they have almost been overwhelmed for many years.

It's these people, why do they speak like insults?
After he reacted, he hurried into the house to visit Zhou Hongmei.

As for the neighbors, what do you want to do, just wait.

In the room, Zhou Hongmei sat and chatted with the three daughters-in-law, her complexion was much better than in the morning.

"San'er, it's just right that you are back. The precautions the doctor said are almost exactly the same as yours. Your father said that you are just wasting money."

The seemingly reproachful expression actually couldn't hide the satisfaction in Zhou Hongmei's eyes.

It's been a joy for many years, saying:
"Mom, if you didn't go to the hospital, would you be at ease?"

"I smelled the medicine when I entered the room just now. Mom, do you feel better now?"

Zhou Hongmei responded with a smile and said that it was much better, saying that those traditional Chinese medicines are also miraculous, after drinking it, it will take effect immediately.

After listening to this, I nodded again and again for many years.

In fact, it's not that those traditional Chinese medicines are so miraculous, it should have a lot to do with her own mood.

Cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases are very affected by the patient's personal mood, and one should maintain a peaceful and optimistic attitude, as long as one avoids excessive anxiety, tension and other negative emotions.

"By the way, the doctor even gave us a milk ticket application. Director Wang from the street said, try to apply for us."

"Okay, Mom, I see. You should rest well these two days. Don't think about other things so much. The most important thing is to stay happy."

"Well, the doctor also said this. San'er, what you learned is really useful. Mom supports you."

Many Nian nodded and smiled, stood and chatted for a while, then nodded to Qin Huairu who was equally happy, and the young couple were ready to go home for dinner.

Hu Meifeng and Fan Zhaodi next to each other also said a lot of good things, but when Xu Weidong was mentioned, Fan Zhaodi was a little angry.

That kid is greedy and wants to eat anything.

It is estimated that in the past few months, his third uncle came back, and there were more snacks and food in the house, so he also raised his mouth.

Before it was released, Xu Weidong was not like this. Some food is good.

When he walked out of the room, the neighbors surrounded him again. For many years, with a faint smile, he declined everyone.

"My ladies and gentlemen, I'm not a doctor, let alone qualified to practice medicine."

"If you have any discomfort, you can go directly to the hospital."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Qin Huairu through the crowd and went back to the courtyard's home.

These people are really weird, they can't do anything, they mess up No.1.

He is not a doctor, why do you want him?
Barefoot doctors in the 50s required at least a junior high school education, and then went through about half a year of professional training.

At the same time, you need to practice in a hospital, learn some simple injections, use common medicines to treat common diseases such as colds and gastroenteritis, and learn acupuncture and moxibustion skills. Only after you get a certificate can you become a barefoot doctor.

However, these are only aimed at rural areas, especially rural areas in remote areas.

For residents living in the capital, there are many large hospitals nearby, so there is no need to see barefoot doctors at all.

What's more, for many years, he was not even considered a barefoot doctor, so what was the matter with finding him?

In the end, it would be a big taboo to see a doctor for many years.

After all, he saw a doctor for his mother Zhou Hongmei, and he was a member of the family, so naturally it didn't matter.

Treating people is completely different in nature.

"Brother Anian, don't be angry, let's eat."

Qin Huairu held the hand of many years with a little worry, and comforted softly.

The latter smiled at her:
"I'm not angry, I'm just saddened by the ignorance of these neighbors."

"Okay, let's eat."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu smiled reassuringly.

She doesn't know much about these things, and she also knows that there is not much she can do.

So she can only comfort her man in her own way.

It was a good thing to see a doctor for many years.

However, what happened just now made Qin Huairu feel that these neighbors are really too bad.

After lunch, many years returned to the security department with a lunch box.

After handing the lunch box to Battelle, he said to Yin Xudong and the others:

"Chief Yin, as you all know, the unit has been very busy in the past two days. I'm afraid the hunting in the middle of the month will be delayed later."

"However, if you want me to say, you can go on your own. Anyway, it's the same with me or without me."

That's what he suggested, but Yin Xudong and the others shook their heads one after another.

Luck is something that can't be said for sure.

Anyway, they have been affirmed for many years, so they will not change easily.

You know, so many people go hunting in the mountains every year, but how many people can run into wild boar herds?

Not to mention that they killed almost half of the family members of the wild boar herd for many years.

Seeing how persistent they were, I felt helpless for many years, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to persuade, and turned back to the Fifth Design Office.

Afternoons are relatively normal, but limited.

Chen Xiaoxian and the others needed to communicate with the staff from several nearby design offices. Originally, they could go by themselves, so they insisted on calling him.

As a result, the efficiency not only did not improve, but decreased a lot.

So he doesn't particularly like to work with these people.

But there is no other way, so I can only carry it so hard.

It's just that he doesn't like working with these people, but others are very happy.

It is only because of the high work efficiency for many years, especially when drawing drawings, it is beautiful and picturesque.

Just like the standard line, there is basically no error.

"Group Leader Xu, you are really amazing, fast, accurate and fierce!"

A designer from the next-door design studio, with pink cheeks, praised excitedly.

For many years, I have said in my heart, how can you say such tiger-wolf words?
Zhu Wan'er from the fourth design office glared at her team members, and said for many years:

"Team Leader Xu, why don't you hand it over to us? You are so friendly to our designers."

If you learn it, then the efficiency of drawing drawings can be improved a lot in the future.

Even if you only learn half of it, or two-fifths, three-tenths, etc., learn a little superficial, and then practice slowly, the efficiency can definitely be improved.

After all, who doesn't want to sketch directly without a ruler, and then finish it in one step?
Liao Zhiqiang, who saw this scene next to him, was somewhat upset.

I couldn't help saying sourly:
"Group Leader Xu, you are so awesome, and your hand-drawing is so crisp and accurate, why don't you help us finish all these paintings, and let us learn by the way."

These words are somewhat inappropriate, but he really can't bear it.

Why has Mao been so popular for many years?

In August before, it's okay to be favored by Director Luo Xiqing for many years.

After all, he had just joined the job for many years and was handsome and sunny. Liao Zhiqiang didn't know much about the former, so he didn't say anything.

But now it has been more than two months, and I understand the situation.

It's hard to say that it's been done for many years, but Liao Zhiqiang still somewhat dislikes the way he's been serving cups for many years.

Too owed.

If the backstage for many years is not the immediate boss Director Ji Chungeng, Liao Zhiqiang would have no pressure at all to mess with the other party.

Now, I can only say a few sour words.

After many years without saying a word, Wang Lingyuan next to her spoke first:
"Team Leader Liao, you are so awesome. With so many jobs, you let Team Leader Xu do it all by himself?"

"Let's not talk about whether Team Leader Xu can finish it. Even if he can finish it, can we be laid off directly?"

Although the current jobs are full of iron rice bowls, if these designers don't have a job or can't show their ability to work, then the unit will definitely not support idlers.

It may not be possible to dismiss them, but they can be sent to construction sites to do hard work.

If you can't do mental work, you can't talk about physical work, right?

Therefore, Liao Zhiqiang was stunned by Wang Lingyuan's words, and he was speechless for a while.

Hearing that someone supported him, and that Zhu Wan'er, Liu Yulan and others all supported him, he pulled a bad face at Liao Zhiqiang very angrily, and he was happy for many years.

Liao Zhiqiang, the team leader of the first design office, seems to have really provoked public outrage.

Even his good friend, Zhong Zhenhua, the leader of the Sixth Design Office, had a cold face.

"Leader Liao, it's not that I don't want to help, but that everyone doesn't allow it, haha."

(End of this chapter)