The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

Yi Zhonghai was drinking tea, and was not surprised to hear Yan Bugui's shout.

Li Donglai is now a celebrity at the Rolling Mill Hospital, and I heard that he has a relationship with Zhou Dao of the security department.

It is not surprising that such a person can afford a private house.

It's just that in this way, it will be difficult to ask Li Donglai to help him take care of him in the future.

Yi Zhonghai decided to speed up the speed of attracting Li Donglai.

. . .

Backyard bangs in the home.

Liu Haizhong was worried about Liu Guangqi.

As the eldest son of the Liu family, Liu Guangqi actually wanted to go to someone else's house to be his son-in-law.

This is really a loss of face.

under anger.

Liu Haizhong beat Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian with a stick.

Hearing the shouting, he scolded fiercely: "You bastards, none of you are up to the task. Look at Li Donglai, who just came out of the countryside and bought a house in the city."

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu lowered their heads and looked at each other, both of them had sinister eyes.

. . .

Xu Damao's house next door.

There is an enamel bowl on the square table.

Inside were peeled tender white eggs and half a bowl of yellow liquid with a fishy smell.

Xu Damao hesitated for a long time, and shouted: "For the success of the future! Cheers!"

He raised his fingers and picked up the egg, ahhhhh, swallowed it into his stomach.

Picking up the bowl, pinching his nose, 'Gudu, Gudu' drank it all in one gulp.

Tsk tut twice.

"Heh, this kid BangJiao has gotten angry recently."

After being sentenced to death by Li Donglai, Xu Damao did not give up.

Just kidding, the old Xu family has only three generations, and no matter what, it can't be endless.

He began to look for boy urine everywhere according to the old doctor in the hospital.

There are many children in the courtyard, but almost none are willing to sell their urine.

Even when some old mothers knew about Xu Damao's intentions, they thought he had malicious intentions, so they picked up the broom and beat him up and down.

Only Jia Zhang opened his eyes when he saw Qian.

My stick is really a person who does great things, and can make money at a young age.

Willing to sell it to Xu Damao at the price of 1 yuan per bowl.

Of course, you can also pay for the day, 2 yuan.

Unlimited, unlimited refills.

For treatment, you only need to drink one bowl a day. Of course, the smart Xu Damao chooses to divide it into doses.

Hearing the shout, Xu Damao's eyes lit up: "Brother Donglai is going to buy a house, and the speed at which he is getting rich is incredible."

He decided to follow what Li Dong said as soon as possible, work hard to climb up, and get a cadre establishment.

. . .

Yan Bugui, who didn't know that his yelling caused everyone to criticize, was acting as a middleman seriously and responsibly.

"Old sister-in-law, you are living in your son's house now. It is a waste to have an empty house here. You just need it in the east. They are neighbors who have lived in the same compound for decades. You can sell it cheaper for my sake." Forget it. Otherwise, you might have to wait a few years."

There was a flash of emotion in the old lady Zhang's eyes.

As Yan Bugui said, these days, factories are in charge of renting houses, and private houses are hard to sell.

She lowered her head to discuss with the middle-aged man, and the man nodded.

The old lady Zhang took out a house deed from her handbag: "Since the third master has spoken, I have to give this face. Just count two."

Li Donglai took out the [-] cards of Great Unity that he had already prepared, and handed them over.

Then took the deed.

Of course, a signature is also essential.

After confirming that the procedures were correct, the distance was long, and Mrs. Zhang and the middle-aged man still had to hurry, so they went back first.

Li Donglai got up to help Yan Bugui refill the tea, and said with a smile: "Third Lord, thank you this time, my eyes were dark when I first entered the capital, thanks to Zhang Luo."

While talking, he took out two yuan from his pocket and handed it over: "You've been busy with this matter, and you've been worrying a lot. These are tea money."

Yan Bugui originally thought that Li Donglai didn't understand the rules, so he was about to raise a few words.

Seeing the banknote, his eyes lit up immediately.

"How can this work? You are just like my nephew, how can I accept your money!" Yan Bugui said, putting the banknotes in his pocket.

This Li Donglai is really a character, and in a blink of an eye, he can afford a house.

It seems that we will have a good relationship in the future.

After seeing off Yan Bugui, Li Donglai took the rusty key and opened the door lock.

"Zhi Ning"

The door opened, and it was dark inside.

Li Donglai pulled the light cord twice, but the bulb didn't turn on.

He turned back to the house, took a flashlight, and with the help of a bright beam, he took a closer look inside the house.

The house is a pattern of two rooms, with more than 40 bungalows.

The white ash on the walls has been mottled, revealing the blue bricks.

There are still moldy black spots on the dado, and there is a damp smell in the air.

There were also several pieces of glass broken in the windows.

It seems that if you want to live in people, you still need to spend a lot of money.

Li Donglai has already planned to open another door on the wall to connect the two houses.

Then, roughly follow the layout of the house in the previous life, separate the living room, dining room, kitchen, and bedroom.

There is no public housing these days, and the two houses add up to more than 90 bungalows.

It is suitable to transform into three bedrooms and one living room.

The walls were repainted, the floor was replaced with terrazzo, and the green dado was painted, and then a carpenter was hired to build furniture and beds.

This is not a small project, and it needs a knowledgeable person to keep an eye on it.

Li Donglai thought of Wang Wuye from Pigeon Market.

This person came from a reckless background, and he must have known quite a few people from all levels of education.

. . .

Chapter 121

The next morning.

The mist lingered, and the entire capital city turned into a fairyland on earth.

Li Donglai rode a bicycle across most of the capital city and came to an old alley in Changqiao Street.

The alley has a strange name, called the stinky alley.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were a large number of leather-cooking workshops gathered here, and the workshop got its name because of the stench when the leather was cooked.

Before liberation, it was also called Shoubi Hutong, but the nearby residents still think that the name "Shoupi Hutong" is more interesting.

The houses here are dilapidated and cramped, and the residents are mixed.

According to Gu Shen, Wang Wuye lived in a large courtyard in Choupi Hutong.

The narrow alley is dark and damp, covered with moss, the green brick walls on both sides have been completely weathered, and the surrounding houses are also low bungalows with asbestos tiles on the roof.

At the end of the alley, there was a rotten wooden door with a big opening under the door. The threshold had disappeared, leaving only two black holes.

The door was not locked, and with a slight push, the sound of 'squeaking' broke the early morning silence of the courtyard.

A young man who was exercising his fists ran over and asked, "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

His eyes fell on Li Donglai's bicycle with a vigilant expression.

Li Donglai caught a glimpse of the young man's tiger's mouth covered with calluses, and he probably had an idea in his mind.

He smiled and said, "Wang Wuye lives here, right? I..."

Before he finished speaking, a thunderous voice came from a distance: "Huaisheng, who is it?"

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man walked over, his shiny bald head shone brightly under the sunlight.

Li Donglai said hello: "Officer Wang, do you live here too?"

That's right, the middle-aged man is the bald king of the security department.

The appearance of the bald old king made Li Donglai feel strange.He is a regular employee of the rolling mill, and most of the rented houses allocated by the rolling mill are located near the factory.How could he live in a courtyard?

Could it be that he has something to do with the fifth master of the pigeon market?

The bald old Wang was also taken aback when he saw Li Donglai, and then he smiled awkwardly: "Doctor Li, are you here to see Lord Wu?"

He wasn't as cold as he was in the rolling mill, and his tone and expression revealed kindness.

"Yeah, there is something, I want to ask his old man for help."

"this way please."