The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

After some chatting, it was time to get off work.

After getting the answer, Li Donglai didn't stay any longer.

After agreeing to invite Zhou Dao to drink with him another day, he prepared to ride his bicycle and go home.

"Wait, this is a gift from Gu Shen."

Just as he stood up, Zhou Dao's voice came from behind him, and Li Donglai turned around.

At some point, there was a cowhide envelope on the chair he was sitting on just now.

The envelope was bulging.

Looking up, Zhou Dao was still sitting there, breathing out smoke.

"Oh, look at me, I tend to drop things wherever I go."

Li Donglai smiled and put the envelope into his trouser pocket.

Then he waved his hand and pushed the door away.

. . .

Back in the courtyard, the tutoring class is in session.

"Mother cat took her kittens to fish by the river. A dragonfly flew by. When the kitten saw it, it went to catch the dragonfly. The dragonfly flew away..."

The children sat on small stools and followed Ran Qiuye to read the text, and the tender and crisp sound of reading echoed in the courtyard.

next to.

It is rare for workers to take a break after a busy day.

Sitting on a small stool, watching my child read a book while chatting with neighbors.

What a peaceful and harmonious picture.

Except, Jia Zhang.

She was squatting at the door of Jia's house, picking up the soles of her shoes.

She saw Li Donglai walking in pushing his bicycle, with slanted triangular eyes, and a vicious expression on his face: "Damn Li Donglai, he didn't even prescribe a little painkiller to my old lady, and he must be like a fool in the future, a bankrupt!"

Qin Huairu, who was scrubbing and washing clothes, looked up at Li Donglai in a daze.

She has experienced Li Donglai's prestige in the hospital.

So many doctors and nurses have listened to Li Donglai, he must have great promise in the future.

Think again that Jia Xudong is still a first-class fitter.

I feel extremely regretful in my heart, if I persist in Qinjiagou for another two years, I will live a good life now.

Sorry for the first time!

. . .

Li Donglai greeted Yan Bugui, Ran Qiuye and He Yushui.

After telling them to work hard, they turned around and entered the house.

After closing the door, he took out the envelope and pulled out a stack of Great Unity.

Simply count, 200 yuan.

Apparently, the old army caps are sold out.

Think about it too, not to mention the pigeon market.

As a general, Gu Shen has many disciples from the big courtyard around him.

Compared with desperately fighting for a hat, this cost is nothing.

Li Donglai took out 50 yuan and put it in his trouser pocket, and put the rest in the interlayer under the medical box.

It is said that there are thieves in this seemingly peaceful courtyard.

. . .

Tailor shop.

Chen Xueru looked at the five big unity cards on the table, and couldn't help rubbing her eyes.

In less than two days, fifty old military caps were sold out?

For a moment, she didn't dare to reach out to take it.

"Take it, you deserve it!" Li Donglai smiled lightly and tapped his fingers on the table: "Also, the next batch of hats needs to be produced quickly."

Now that the market for old military caps has opened up, the demand will definitely increase.

It would be a shame not to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

Chen Xueru held the money in her palm and smiled charmingly: "Don't worry, I will definitely not delay your affairs."

After a brief chat, Li Donglai turned around and was about to leave.

Chen Xueru hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice behind him: "Doctor Li, in order to celebrate our happy cooperation, please stay with me for dinner tonight."

"I have two bottles of Fenjiu and some side dishes at home."

Li Donglai was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and continued to walk outside.

Just kidding, it's just a pure money transaction between them.

Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand, it's that simple.

Chen Xueru walked to the gate, looked at Li Donglai's back disappearing into the crowd, with a trace of bitterness in the corner of her mouth.

A widow suffers, but a pretty widow suffers even more.

All these years, she has exhausted all her efforts to support this tailor shop by herself.

Of course, it's not that no one pursued her, but she didn't even like it.

This man exudes a simple atmosphere, but he is extremely decisive when he does things.

Handsome and capable.

Let Chen Xueru's long-silent heart beat again.

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Chapter 120 Private Room

Days are like a spring, unhurried.

In the trickle, there is no grandeur, and no torrent.

A month passed in a blink of an eye, and Li Donglai 'transshipped' another two batches of small military caps.

Property also reached a staggering $500.

Plus two months' wages, the total assets are nearly 600 yuan.

With a huge sum of money in his arms, the first thing he did was to buy the house next door.

The house next door is private.

After a private transaction with the original homeowner, you can take the deed to the Housing Authority for registration.

Li Donglai also inquired about the price.

Nurse Liu Fang has a large family, so she bought a private house.

A dozen or so square bungalows only cost 120 yuan.

Siheyuan is in a good location, in the center of the capital.

The house is also more delicate, with patterns carved on the eaves and beams.

The price should be a little higher than the average house.

A while ago, Yan Pugui had been entrusted to contact him.

Today is the weekend, and Mrs. Wang came here from her hometown in Changping to discuss the sale of the house.

If the price is right, Li Donglai decided to take it.

After waiting for decades, housing prices skyrocket → skyrocket → skyrocket → skyrocket.

The housing price within the third ring road is nearly [-] square meters.

It is also a great legacy for future generations.

Three poles in the sun.

Yan Bugui led a gray-haired old lady and a middle-aged man into the courtyard.

From far away, Yan Bugui shouted at the top of his voice: "Dong Lai, Mrs. Wang is here, are you in the house?"

This Yan Pugui, are you afraid that others will not know that I bought a house?

Li Donglai opened the door and let the four of them into the house.

Qin Huairu was washing clothes under the sun by the pool, when she heard the movement, she raised her head, just in time to see this scene.

The clothes fell into the basin, and the splash of water blurred her eyes.

Li Donglai is going to buy a house. ． ．

She knew Mrs. Wang, and she knew that the old lady had said a few years ago that she wanted to sell the house.

The three generations of Jia's grandparents lived in two rooms, and the husband and wife had to do business while the elderly and children were asleep.

Qin Huairu also kept his eyes on those two houses, and even asked someone to inquire about the price.

But the Jia family couldn't come up with the money.

Jia Xudong gets back a little money every month.

Jiazhang still takes drugs, and the money left is only enough to buy stick noodles.

. . .

Backyard, Yi Zhonghai's house.