The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

"This child is really good." Director Wang touched Li Xiaomei's head, "it's getting late, I'll put you in place as soon as possible, so as not to delay tomorrow's work."

Then, the three walked towards the courtyard.

While walking, Director Wang introduced the situation of the courtyard house. There are more than 20 families living in the courtyard house, and there are more than 100 people, most of whom are workers in the rolling mill.

Siheyuan is a civilized courtyard. There are three stewards, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui, who are responsible for resolving disputes in the courtyard.

In the end, Director Wang also explained that the most respected person in the courtyard is the deaf old lady. She is a five-guarantee household and seems to have a good relationship with the leadership of the rolling mill.

Although Director Wang didn't say it explicitly, inside and outside the words, it was revealed that Li Donglai should not offend those people.

Li Donglai nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He came to the capital with all his hard work, just to let his little sister go to school, to treat more patients as soon as possible, and to collect enough points to return to future generations.

Get angry with your neighbors?does not exist!

Li Donglai's house is located in the middle courtyard, right next to Xu Damao, opposite Jia's house.

When I opened the house, a damp smell came from the surface. There were spider webs hanging in the corners of the roof. The walls were so dark that the original color could not be seen. Even the windows were broken with two big holes. It felt no different from the ruined temple in the wild.

Well, it looks like it needs to be cleaned up.

Director Wang still has work, so he left first.

"Little sister, work!" Li Donglai lifted his sleeves and started to clean up the house.

He was in charge of cleaning the walls, while Li Xiaomei swept the floor with a broom. The two rooms were not big, and they were soon enough to live in.

Li Donglai went to the street office again, and had the cheek to borrow a few old newspapers from Director Wang.

Of course, he didn't forget to leave a pack of purslane.

There are many purslane in the fields, soaking in water and washing your face can dilute the pigmentation, reduce inflammation and acne.

Putting old newspapers on the windows makes this little home look like a real thing.

The little sister spread the quilt, and the siblings sat cross-legged on the bed and took stock of their belongings.

The money is 20 yuan and [-] cents, and the stick noodles are [-] catties.

Two pairs of quilts, two sets of mattresses, an iron pot, an old coal stove, a pile of herbs, a square table, and a chair with broken legs.

That's all, this is all Li Donglai and Li Xiaomei's belongings.

Fortunately, I can go to work tomorrow, and Li Donglai earns 30 yuan and [-] cents a month.

Good days are coming.

The two brothers and sisters smiled at each other and started to work on dinner.

The dinner was still cornmeal porridge, but Li Xiaomei was not very good at using a coal stove, so Li Donglai had to teach her personally.

"Look, pull the plug underneath, and sit the wok on the coal stove, and that's it."

Li Xiaomei: . ． ． ．

Although she pouted and looked unconvinced, Li Xiaomei was still happy.

Coal stoves are easier to use than cauldrons, and there is no need to fill them with firewood.

Burning firewood is not a good job, it's smoky, and there's a lot of dust.

City folks just enjoy it.

Li Xiaomei squatted in front of the coal stove, holding her small chin in her hands, the red flames jumping in her black eyes, she suddenly thought of a big question.

Do briquettes cost money?

1 point? 2 minutes?

Otherwise, let's put a big pot in the house.

. . .

White smoke came out of the iron pot, and the water was bubbling.

There was a knock on the door.

Li Donglai opened the door and saw a neatly tidy aunt standing outside the door.

. . .

Chapter 4 Hello, Cousin

"You are Comrade Li Donglai, and I am the aunt of the Siheyuan. To welcome you, we will have a meeting in the middle courtyard tonight. You can come after dinner." The aunt is very kind, and the uncle told her that this new doctor Although he is a countryman, he seems to have some roots.

"Have a meeting? Well, thank you Auntie, I'll be there on time." Although Li Donglai didn't know why he wanted to have a meeting, he nodded and promised to give Auntie a bag of ashes when she was about to leave.

I heard that this wild vegetable can replenish blood and calcium, and my aunt was overjoyed.

This young man looks good and has a good identity, but he opens his mouth with a younger sister, or he can introduce his aunt's cousin to him.

Li Xiaomei was also very interested in the welcome party. After washing the dishes, she was like a follower around Li Donglai.

Li Donglai originally wanted Li Xiaomei to review her homework at home to prepare for school.

But who made this his own sister?

The two simply packed up and went out.

The roads of the courtyard are all paved with green bricks. Over the years, the edges of the green bricks are covered with brown moss, and the edges are uneven. Stepping on them is a little sturdy, and it feels that they are not standing on the soil.

Under the big locust tree in Wuyang and Wuyang, men talk about work, young daughters-in-law and old mothers are short-sighted, and children are sneaking around in the crowd. The atmosphere is very happy.

Li Donglai pulled Li Xiaomei and squeezed into the crowd.

In the center, there is a square table and three benches.

A middle-aged man with a well-proportioned body and dark complexion sat in the center of the bench. This should be the uncle Yi Zhonghai.

On the right side, a fat man with a mid-parted hair was drinking tea from an enamel jar, which should be the second uncle Liu Haizhong.

On the left is a thin, literate man with glasses on the bridge of his nose. This is the third master, Yan Bugui.

Li Donglai silently memorized the appearance of the three stewards in his heart.

"Cough, everyone is almost there, and now our courtyard house is finished. Now the situation in the country is not a small one, but a great one..." Liu Haizhong talked about a lot of materials he read in the newspaper, I was so addicted to officials that I invited Yi Zhonghai to speak.

"Now, let the uncle tell you a few words."

Yi Zhonghai stood up: "Today we are here to welcome a new neighbor, so I won't say more. Now I invite Comrade Li Donglai to come forward and introduce himself."

Li Donglai strode forward and stood in the middle of the crowd. He smiled honestly at those curious eyes: "I'm Li Donglai, a doctor in our rolling mill hospital. In the future, if you feel unwell, you can go to the hospital to find me. I'm from Qinjiagou Commune..."

"Qinjiagou Commune? I remember that there was a place in our compound." Before he finished speaking, there was a trace of commotion in the crowd.

"It seems to be Jia Xudong's daughter-in-law."

"Yes, it seems to be Qin Huairu."

. . .

Qin Huairu?Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Li Xiaomei's face suddenly turned ashen, and when Li Donglai saw it, he put his hand on her shoulder.

"Little sister, you have a cold, do you want to go back to the house and rest for a while?"

"I'm fine." Li Xiaomei understood Li Donglai's plan a little, and squeezed out an ugly smile.

"You are also from Qinjiagou? Qin Huairu from our compound is also, you should know each other." Yi Zhonghai looked up and down at Li Donglai, turned his head and shouted to the crowd, "Is Qin Huairu here?"

"No, I'm feeding the children at home." A man with a short stature walked out of the crowd.

"Jia Xudong, call your daughter-in-law. Today is Comrade Li Donglai's welcome party."

"Master, I'll go right now." Jia Xudong got out of the crowd.

Jia's family, Qin Huairu had just finished feeding Xiaodang, and was holding Xiaodang in her arms to burp her.

Seeing Jia Xudong hurried in, Qin Huairu buttoned up the button and put the small bag on the mattress.

"Xu Dong, what happened?"

"A man from Qinjiagou came to our compound."

"Who?"

"It seems to be called Li Donglai, a doctor."

"Li, Li, Li Donglai?" Qin Huairu only felt that the sky suddenly darkened, and her body shook involuntarily.

She held on to the bedside table before she regained her footing.

Jia Xudong stepped forward to support Qin Huairu's arm, felt her body tremble a little, and asked with concern, "What's the matter with you, Huairu?"

Qin Huairu's chest was heaving and he took a deep breath. After a long time, he said slowly, "It's okay, I've been sitting for a long time, and I'm a little dizzy."

Only then did Jia Xudong feel relieved, "These days, there is no black and white noise, and you have worked hard. Do you want me to tell my mother and let her help with the children during the day."

Qin Huairu smiled bitterly: "Forget it, it's not that you don't know about our mother's character, so you can't sit still in the house."

Jia Xudong pursed his lips and said nothing. He knew that Qin Huairu was complaining about his mother Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang went to the park to chat with the old ladies every day after dinner, and did not care about housework at all.

Her reasons are also very good. Qin Huairu is a rural girl, doing such a little work is nothing at all.

One is the mother and the other is the wife. The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat. Jia Xudong is also very embarrassed to be sandwiched between the two.

Seeing that Qin Huairu's complexion was much better, Jia Xudong asked again:

"They're all neighbors from the same compound. You two come from a commune, and you'll get along better in the future. Besides, the uncle has spoken, so you can go and meet."

"...Well, wait for me, I just finished breastfeeding Dang, and it's not good to go out to meet people with this milky smell."

Qin Huairu walked into the back room, closed the door, and slumped against the door.

Li Donglai, why is he here?Still a doctor?

Damn Li Donglai, you can't stay in Qinjiagou and let your cows go!

No, no, I can't let Jia Xudong know about my past.

In her messy thoughts, Qin Huairu changed her clothes. She was about to open the door, but thought for a second. She turned around and looked in the mirror. go out.

"Xudong, let's go, they all belong to a commune, so I naturally want to welcome him."