The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

At this time, Li Donglai ate three fried eggs and a white flour steamed bun, then walked towards the middle courtyard with his hands behind his back.

It was midsummer at this time, although it was early in the morning, the sun was a little immature, and the air was already hot and dry.

The crowd in the big locust tree was also restless.

With such a small salary every month, I have to take care of the food and drink of my family. Life is already tight, but now I have to donate money, and I will naturally not feel good.

The only one who seemed to be at ease was Xu Damao.

After taking the earth prescription last night, he felt alive again.

In addition, it was really hard for Deputy Director Li's wife to see him performing ventriloquist, and Deputy Factory Director Li stayed at home all day these two days, giving him two days off.

Xu Damao, who has no psychological pressure, is naturally very happy.

He moved a square table and placed it among the crowd.

There is a plate of melon seeds on the table, eating melon seeds while chatting with the neighbors, with more style than the three uncles.

There is no way, people are in good spirits on happy occasions, Mrs. Li has already made a guarantee, and after two days, she will talk to Deputy Factory Manager Li about making him a cadre.

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Chapter 145 The Disobedient Stupid Zhu

The melon seeds on the square table are like an electric light, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Da Mao really knows how to enjoy it, even the melon seeds are five-flavored?"

"Tsk tsk, it's still Da Mao who is big, open the candy to eat."

"Uncle Da Mao, I wish you a happy family." Jia Geng also got into the crowd with a cute look.

I am Nima.

Xu Damao wanted to crush him to death on the spot.

However, considering that his infertility hadn't been leaked yet, and everyone didn't know about it, he could only grit his teeth and give Stickong a bitter look.

"You, you eat too, don't just eat melon seeds, eat sugar, sweet mouth for sugar..."

Choke to death you little brat.

. . .

Big hands, small hands, white hands, and black hands kept grabbing melon seeds from the plate and poking them into their pockets.

This scene made Xu Damao so happy that he couldn't hold his mouth from ear to ear, and he took out a bag of melon seeds from the house and distributed them to the big guys.

Maybe in a few days, the comrades from the personnel department of the rolling mill will come down to visit, and they must buy some people's hearts first.

Xu Damao is not worried about passing the inspection smoothly.

Over the years, although he has often hooked up with big girls and young wives, he has nothing to say to the residents of the courtyard house.

Every time I get hickory nuts, mushrooms and other mountain products from the countryside, I always share some with my neighbors.

Even the third master Yan Bugui has benefited from him.

For this day to come.

My Da Mao is called planning for a rainy day, planning for a rainy day, and planning for a sudden change.

For a while, there was the sound of melon seeds being cracked under the big locust tree, and laughter continued.

The sacred and solemn fundraising meeting had not yet begun, but it turned into a farce.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui sat on the long bench, looked at the empty table in front of them, and looked at each other.

On weekdays, their sunflower seeds are provided by the aunt, but today the aunt was in a bad mood and was 'negligent' for a while.

Finally, Yi Zhonghai couldn't bear it any longer, he slammed the table, and was about to get angry.

I saw Yan Bugui standing up with a livid face: "Is it like a word, is it like a word, is it like a word! How can you forget me about eating melon seeds!"

While talking, he stooped to Xu Damao's side, and smiled shyly: "Da Mao, some for the third master?"

"Eat it anyway, as long as you don't take it home, I will have enough melon seeds." Xu Damao is very generous.

"That's impossible..." Yan Bugui grabbed a handful of melon seeds with a smile and returned to the bench, licking and tsk-tsk: "Don't tell me, the melon seeds from Da Mao's family are fragrant, and they must be sold at thirty cents a catty by the Supply and Marketing Cooperative I ate it when our school held a tea party at the end of the year last year."

It's fine to eat by himself, but he was still holding a handful of melon seeds, his eyes were in his bangs: "Second uncle, don't you want some?"

Liu Haizhong swallowed his saliva and glanced at Yi Zhonghai.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's expressionless face, he also hurriedly moved to Xu Damao's side.

The fundraising meeting completely turned into a tea party, Qin Huairu was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

This Xu Damao is really nothing.

But scolding in my heart is not the solution, I still have to get to the point quickly.

Qin Huairu leaned over to Shazhu's side and whispered, "Brother Yuzhu, our family is still waiting for donations to save our lives. Look at Xu Damao..."

After hearing that Jia Xudong was run over by a rolling mill, Sha Zhu felt that spring was coming.

Once Jia Xudong died, then little sister Qin would belong to him.

As long as the filial piety period is over, he will be able to embrace a beautiful woman, and by the way, he can pick up two children for nothing.

The most beautiful thing in the world is nothing more than this.

but.

Just when Shazhu was about to accept gifts from Liu Lan, Fatty, and Twist, another news came that Jia Xudong was not dead, but disabled.

Silly Zhu was dumbfounded at this moment, but it can be delayed for many years after being disabled.

Just like the old Zhangtou in Hat Alley, he lay down on the bed 20 years ago and killed his wife away, but he is still fine.

Silly Zhu saw his grandson pushing the old man for a walk in the park the other day.

The old man's voice was like a bell, and it seemed that he would live another 20 years without any problem.

Feeling that there is no hope of receiving the offer, Sha Zhu is about to let out his voice and ask the matchmakers around him to help him match the match.

Naturally, Qin Huairu became indifferent to her.

So Qin Huairu stood beside him, and Silly Zhu just smirked and pretended not to hear.

Qin Huairu was so angry that she rolled her eyes, she couldn't help it, she twisted her big fart.The stocks came to the uncle.

"Grandpa, let's hurry up and have a meeting. If we wait any longer, we will waste the big guy's time again."

"Do you think so?"

Yi Zhonghai sighed in his heart.

Why couldn't I control that hand last night? Isn't it just a steamed bun? What's there to touch.

It's now passive.

However, the red date steamed bun is really white and delicate, as if steamed from refined flour.

Thinking about it now, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

He gave a light 'cough' and put on a serious look.

Standing up, he shouted loudly: "Is it like a word, is it like a word, is it like a word, our courtyard house is a serious matter, and it looks like a vegetable market. Does it still look like a model courtyard house?"

He pointed to Xu Damao and said, "Put away your melon seeds, and delay the meeting, which is to destroy the unity of our compound."

Xu Damao curled his lips and remained silent.

He was about to become a leader, so he naturally didn't take Yi Zhonghai seriously.

Besides, Li Donglai was also sitting at the table, eating melon seeds non-stop, so why not blame Li Donglai?

Are persimmons too soft?

It's a pity that I, Da Mao, will not be a soft persimmon soon.

Xu Damao ignored Yi Zhonghai, and instead lowered his head and talked to Li Donglai: "Brother Donglai, your medical skills are amazing. From now on, I will have regular checkups with you. If there is a problem, I will rectify it as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Li Donglai grinned.

This Xu Damao really regards himself as a tractor, as long as he adds diesel, he can keep plowing the land.

I wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but I didn't think there would be any, so I didn't say much.

Well, this melon seed is really fragrant.

The lack of cooperation between the two made Yi Zhonghai feel embarrassed, but he didn't care about making trouble now.

"Everyone probably knows that Jia Xudong in our compound was overworked because he was working overtime in the factory and was accidentally caught in the rolling mill. Although he was rescued now, he can only lie on the bed in the future."

"You guys know about the situation of the Jia family. Jia Xudong has to support a whole family on his salary. Now that Jia Xudong is injured, he doesn't even have the money to buy nutritional supplements."

"So, as neighbors, we big guys should carry forward our style and stand up at this critical moment to help the Jia family."

"Because Jia Xudong's injury was relatively serious this time, and the cost was relatively high, after discussion among the three of us in charge, we decided to donate five yuan per household."

Before Yi Zhonghai could finish his words, the people who were already full of complaints suddenly started talking:

"Oh, it really is asking us to donate money again. I can't remember how much money I donated to Jia's family these years."

"That's right, when Jia Xudong got married, the uncle said that his family couldn't afford a quilt, so I donated 2 cents!"

"And Qin Huairu gave birth to sticks and pawns, and I donated money to them."

"Which of our family is not a family leader, how can we go on like this!"

Hearing the discussion, Yi Zhonghai's face darkened suddenly.

He knew that everyone in the courtyard house was unwilling to donate money, but he didn't expect such a big opinion.

This matter is difficult!

Yi Zhonghai could only turn his eyes to Qin Huairu for help: I ​​have already done what I can, and if you want the big guy to donate the money, it depends on your ability.

Qin Huairu caught his gaze, and complained in his heart: "Immortal thing, we had a good talk last night, you settle the donation matter, I will let you. ． ．

Change your mind today!

However, she is also very clear.