Siheyuan: My Brother Jiang Defu

"We sign a purchase contract, and then settle every day, one day's money."

"3000 yuan a day, 9 yuan a month."

Chu Shanpao nodded and agreed: "No problem. I'll let the secretary come in now."

Half an hour later, Chu Shanpao signed a purchase contract with Jiang Deyu on behalf of Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant to purchase pork.

The contract clearly stipulates that Jiang Deyu needs to provide three thousand catties of pork a day (including but not limited to fat meat, semi-fat meat, front legs, hind legs, tenderloin, plum head meat)

The price is one yuan per catty of pork.

Jiang Deyu took the contract and walked out of the Red Star Rolling Mill.Came to an alley in Nanluoguxiang.

[-]. Aunt Yi Suffers from Cancer, Yan Bugui Calculates Two Apartments (Seeking Flowers)

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That night, Jiang Deyu held a chicken in his hand.He happily walked back to the Red Star Courtyard, humming pop songs.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw his nephew Weimin.He ran out in a panic: "Uncle, it's not good, something happened."

"What happened?" Jiang Deyu looked at his nephew Weimin with some doubts.

Nephew Weimin: "It's Aunt Yi. Aunt Yi suddenly felt a pain in her heart. It hurts badly."

Jiang Deyu quickly took a chicken and threw it to his nephew Weimin.He rushed in by himself.

Nephew Wei Min hurriedly took the chicken, and then followed him up.

At this time, the third aunt heard the sound and ran out: "What happened? My wife. Come out and have a look."

Yan Bugui, with white hair all over his head, ran out in a panic.

"Is something wrong with Aunt Yi? She seems to be about to die." The third aunt looked at Yan Pugui and quickly spoke.

Yan Bugui frowned: "What? Aunt Yi is going to die!"

"My wife. Aunt Yi has two houses under her name. Now Jiang Deyu has moved out, not our Red Star Courtyard." Yan Bugui began to calculate again, trying to stop it.

The third aunt was speechless immediately: "Hey! When is this, are you still thinking about this kind of thing?"

"Should we call an ambulance?"

Yan Bugui gritted his teeth: "Okay, let's call an ambulance. When the time comes, let Jiang Deyu pay the fare."

Intermediate Court, Aunt Yi's house.

Jiang Deyu rushed in briskly and looked at Aunt Yi.His complexion was weak and sallow.With his right hand covering his heart, he looked in unbearable pain.

"Aunt Yi. Do it quickly, and I'll check it for you." Jiang Deyu hurried forward to feel his pulse.

Tongue coating sallow, not normal!

Heart swells and beats fast, body temperature is high!

The spleen and stomach are weak, it should be a lung infection caused by wind and cold, probably pneumonia?

Jiang Deyu immediately took out his acupuncture bag.Insert it in Dazhui, Zusanli, Fengchi, Fengfu, Shenshu and Taiyang points of Dama Yi.

"Aunt Yi, don't be nervous. Take it easy," Jiang Deyu said quickly, comforting her.

Aunt Yi looked haggard, and said slowly: "Xiao Jiang, am I dying?"

Jiang Deyu pondered for a while: "Aunt Yi, don't say that, as long as there is still salvation, I will definitely save you."

"Well, after the acupuncture. I'll take you to the hospital."

Twenty minutes later, an ambulance drove into the Red Star Courtyard.

Aunt Yi was carried on a stretcher by two doctors.Then walked out.

Jiang Deyu just wanted to get on his bicycle and follow the ambulance to the hospital.But Yan Bugui stopped him: "Wait, Jiang Deyu. Don't leave, pay the fare first."

Jiang Deyu looked gloomy, and looked at Yan Bugui: "Old Yan, what do you mean? Do you think I will renege on my debt?"

"Or, something happened to Aunt Yi. You just want to plot against him?"

Yan Bugui's face was gloomy, and he grabbed the handlebar of the bicycle with his right hand: "What's the plan? Jiang Deyu, I paid for the ambulance fare just now."

Jiang Deyu's anger rose slowly, and he looked at Yan Bugui: "Yan Bugui! You are a horse, you really don't have a long memory."

"Don't forget, you will get sick too. Who will take you to the hospital? Who will call an ambulance for you?"

Nephew Wei Min: "That's right! Yan Bugui, you are still a teacher. My three sons have all separated."

Qiao Simei walked out slowly with her belly outstretched, leaning on the wall: "Wei Min, how is Aunt Yi?"

Yan Bugui felt very ashamed, and was told by the two juniors: "So what? Jiang Deyu, you are no longer the boss of the rolling mill!"

"You are no longer the leader. This is a matter of our Red Star Courtyard."

"Also, Aunt Yi's two houses. They can't be yours either." Yan Bugui baldly spoke the truth from his heart.

Jiang Deyu sneered again and again: "Wei Min, Simei. Did you hear that? This is the face of a beast. For the sake of two houses, even Aunt Yi's life and death are at stake."

It's really chilling!

Yan Bugui had already broken the can because of his three sons.They all separated, and they haven't come back to visit me for so many years

"Jiang Deyu! Let me tell you, don't use the tone of your big leader to order me."

"You are now just like me, a commoner." Yan Bugui looked serious and stretched out his right hand to ask for money.

Qiao Simei dared to love and hate, and angrily said: "Uncle Yan. I didn't believe it, but now I believe it. You are a beast! You are a dignified beast!"

"What you said was different from what you said. Now Aunt Yi has been sent to the hospital, and her life and death are uncertain. But you are calculating her two properties."

"Are you still human?"

The third aunt hurried forward and pulled Yan Bugui.Persuaded: "Old Yan. Forget it, don't do it at that time. Everyone's face is not good-looking."

Yan Bugui said stubbornly: "Anyway, Aunt Yi's two houses. I can't give them to you"

Jiang Deyu asked back: "If you don't give it to me, should I give it to you?"

Yan Bugui: "Of course I won't give it to me. I can go to Director Wang of the street office. I can also buy it with my own money."

You know, Yan Bugui is thinking now.How to earn more money for retirement.

Anyway, Aunt Yi is also in her 70s.The age to be ready to burp.

Yi Zhonghai is also dead!

Yan Bugui started thinking about buying two houses.

Jiang Deyu: "Remember it, Yan Bugui."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Deyu and his nephew Weimin came to the hospital.Only then did I know that Aunt Yi actually suffers from cancer 10!And it's an advanced stage of liver cancer!

"Aunt Yi, what do you think?"

"Xiaojiang. I've lived to this age, so I'm really content."

"Don't hide me, the doctors told me. I have at most one year to live." Aunt Yi was lying on the hospital bed with a bitter smile.

Jiang Deyu was depressed: "I'm sorry, Aunt Yi. I can't save you"

Aunt Yi: "Don't say that, I don't blame you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lived five years longer."

"Life is in a hurry, and I have been very satisfied in this life. Xiao Jiang, before I die, I want to go to the street to do it. I will give you all the two houses under my name."

"Now that it's changed, you must need money."

90. Jiang Deyu received two suites in a courtyard house and earned [-] yuan (seeking flowers)

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Jiang Deyu is not a god, and Aunt Yi has cancer.And it's still late!

He also wanted to say, secretly drink some spiritual spring water for Aunt Yi.But, on second thought.This is in the hospital, in case Aunt Yi's cancer is eliminated, she recovers and is discharged.

Wouldn't that be attention-grabbing.Bring unnecessary trouble to yourself!

Aunt Yi lay on the hospital bed, recalling the past.A lot of feelings: "Xiaojiang, in this world, only you are sincere to me."

"The others, whether it's Yi Zhonghai or the deaf old lady, are all hypocritical."

"For the first half of my life, I was blind and misjudged the wrong person. In fact, Yi Zhonghai had a physical problem, and he was infertile. Say I'm coughing." Aunt Yi coughed twice, feeling a little fluctuating.

Jiang Deyu quickly opened his mouth and comforted him: "Aunt Yi, don't talk, and take a good rest.

"Xiao Jiang. I only have one last wish, and that is to give you my two houses." Aunt Yi spoke slowly, speaking surprisingly.

"I don't ask for anything, I just hope. You can promise me."

Jiang Deyu hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay. I promise you"

Aunt Yi said slowly: "That's it, Xiao Jiang. Go find a paper and a pen and give it to me. I'll write the will now."

Jiang De Twelve Yu nodded and walked out of the ward.Come back 12 minutes later with a stack of paper and a pen in your hand.

Aunt Yi suppressed her discomfort and reached for a pen and paper.Slowly write your will on it.

Will: [I, Aunt Yi, got cancer today.In fact, it is an incurable disease, and the life will not be long.I am writing this will while I am awake.Donate two sets of Red Star Courtyard houses under his name to Comrade Jiang Deyu.I hope that the sub-district office and the patrol room can stamp their official seals.Be a witness! 】

Aunt Yi gasped heavily, and handed the will to Jiang Deyu: "Xiao Jiang, I will feel at ease in this way. You can take this will to the street right now and find Director Wang."

Jiang Deyu hesitated for a while, and finally accepted the will: "Aunt Yi. I'll go right away, then you can rest well."

"Well, I'll help you pay the hospital fee first."

Aunt Yi waved her hand and said weakly: "No, it's dead. This is a terminal illness, and the doctors told me. With the current medical technology, it can't be cured."

Looking at this scene, Jiang Deyu felt extremely sad.I don't know what to say to comfort Aunt Yi.

"Then I'll go to the street office, and the police station. After the seal is stamped, I'll be right back. I'll pick you up."

Three or ten minutes later, Jiang Deyu sat in Director Wang's office.Explain the ins and outs of the matter.

"Director Wang. That's how things are. Now Aunt Yi is suffering from a terminal illness, cancer. The doctor clearly said that it can't be saved."

"This suicide note is in Aunt Yi's handwriting"

Director Wang looked solemn, and opened the drawer: "Well, I can cover the official seal for you. But, you have to accompany me to the hospital. I want to see Aunt Yi with my own eyes."

"Okay, no problem. It's not too late, Director Wang." Jiang Deyu nodded quickly and agreed.

Director Wang picked up the official seal and stamped it directly on the suicide note.

"Let's go. Aunt Yi is a good person, but it's a pity that she doesn't live long." Director Wang returned the suicide note to Jiang Deyu.

The two left the street office together, and then went to the patrol room first.Find Detective Li in the patrol room.

After stamping the official seal, he left immediately.Take the bus and go to the hospital to visit Aunt Yi.

When Director Wang walked into the ward, he saw Aunt Yi's face was thin.The shape is haggard, with gray hair all over the head.Suddenly feel heavy.

How could this be?

"Aunt Yi, let me come and see you." Director Wang stepped forward, his voice trembling.

Aunt Yi slowly opened her eyes and looked at the old acquaintance: "Director Wang, I really trouble you."

Director Wang smiled wryly and said: "It's okay. Aunt Yi, I just want to ask, do you really want to own two houses under your name. Give them all to Jiang Deyu?"

Aunt Yi nodded, and said weakly: "That's right, that's right."

Director Wang was silent for a while: "I understand, Aunt Yi. I will help you with the relevant transfer procedures."

Then, Aunt Yi was discharged from the hospital that day.Jiang Deyu supported her and returned to the Red Star Courtyard.Call Liu Haizhong and tell him about it.

"Old Liu, you are an uncle now. You must hold a meeting and tell all the residents about this matter." Jiang Deyu ordered Liu Haizhong in an unquestionable tone.

Liu Haizhong nodded and agreed.It's easy to see, and I didn't think about it.

That night, Liu Haizhong beat the gong.Calling people everywhere: "It's a meeting! It's a meeting! The big guys come out for a meeting!!"

"Our Red Star Courtyard has not held a general meeting for ten years."

"Today is mainly about one thing. Aunt Yi is sick and has cancer." Liu Haizhong said in a startling way.

Sitting in the neighborhood, there were whispers and discussions.

Liu Haizhong spoke slowly and raised his hands: "Aunt Yi has decided to give her two houses to Jiang Deyu, the old Shuji of our rolling mill."