The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

Nurse Liu Fang decided to help her.

He leaned into Ding Qiunan's ear and whispered, "Doctor Ding, you have come to see Li Dong."

This. ． ． ．

Ding Qiunan's face was feverish, she picked up the pen in her hand and put it down again.

His eyes flickered and he faltered: "No, there is no such thing."

She shrunk into a quail.

Liu Fang was happy when she saw it, and whispered, "If you don't like him, I can introduce him to my cousin."

"Don't, don't..." Ding Qiunan waved her hand quickly, and she came to her senses after the words came out.

Liu Fang's cousin, who already has two children, works in a rolling mill.

The last time I took contraceptive equipment, it was Ding Qiunan who helped open the list.

Ding Qiunan glared at her fiercely: "Sister Liu, you are making fun of me!"

The corner of Liu Fang's mouth tilted slightly towards the door: "nunu, you heard that too, Li Donglai is about to take off."

"Now he is just a little doctor who has just entered the city. After the paper is published, it will become a golden pastry."

"Let's not talk about other factories, let's talk about our rolling mill, so many unmarried big girls are watching."

"When the time comes, if you get on the pole and throw yourself at Li Donglai, will he be able to handle it as a big guy?"

Ding Qiunan understood what Liu Fang meant.

But the girl's restraint made her whisper, "I can't let me chase after him, right?"

Alas, this girl is a fool.

Liu Fang smiled and said, "You can find a matchmaker."

"Matchmaker?" Ding Qiunan's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again, "How can a girl find a matchmaker?"

These days, Ding Qiunan has repeatedly hinted to Li Donglai.

For example, bring him rice, make white sugar chrysanthemum tea, etc.

I just wanted Li Dong to come to the door of Dengding's house, a matchmaker.

But Li Donglai is just a wooden stake!

I drank the white sugar tea, ate the rice, wiped my mouth, and pretended that nothing happened.

How irritating!

. . .

Liu Fang smiled and said, "I'm talking about a matchmaker, not a matchmaker. You can ask the dean to find the female director of our rolling mill."

Yes!Why didn't I think of the Factory Women's Federation!

Ding Qiunan's eyes lit up.

The Women's Federation of the Rolling Mills is the mother's family of comrades women.

On weekdays, it is responsible for mediating workers' family disputes and distributing women's products.

Of course, there is another important business, which is to match unmarried young people.

Ding Qiunan made up his mind.

However, now, the first thing to do is to quickly give Li Donglai the white sugar chrysanthemum tea.

. . .

After talking with Dean Jiao, Li Donglai took over the chrysanthemum tea from the master.

Bring documents and books, and go to the hospital mortuary.

He needs to finish the thesis in just one week.

In the flickering light, Li Donglai was completely immersed in writing his thesis.

Suddenly, his ears shook violently.

Grip the pen tightly, jump up and poke back.

"Wow, I'm just joking with you, you want to kill people!"

When the cold light hit, Gu Shen hurriedly dodged.

Fortunately, he practiced.Otherwise, there must be an extra hole in the body.

. . .

Seeing that it was Gu Shen, Li Donglai breathed a sigh of relief.

Looks like the door should be locked from the inside next time.

He took out a pack of Pegasus cigarettes from his arms, took out one and handed it to Gu Shen.

Gu Shen took the cigarette, lit it, and looked around while puffing the clouds.

"Tsk tsk, brother Donglai, you don't feel panic when working in the morgue."

Li Donglai happened to be a little tired, and wanted to take the opportunity to rest for a while.

He also lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of the living, but the dead?"

This sentence made Gu Shen stunned for a while, he thought for a while, then nodded dazedly: "What you said really makes sense."

Li Donglai pointed to the two beds and said with a smile, "Do you dare to sleep?"

Gu Shen sat on it carelessly: "Is there anything I don't dare. Back then, when I moved with the old man, I didn't even tremble in the sound of gunfire."

Li Donglai: "You are only 20 years old this year. When you were transferred, you were still in your infancy, right?"

Gu Shen: "..."

I can't talk today.

He yanked the sheet suddenly and put it on his face.

Oh, what a child at heart.

Li Donglai just pretended he didn't see it: "You came just in time, and I just happened to return the bicycle to you."

"No need to pay it back! My second sister went to the frontier, and I recently rode her car."

"When the salary is paid at the end of this month, I can buy one." Li Donglai is not used to taking advantage of others.

The two were like this, lying on the mortuary and chatting.

A white cloth covers his face.

If someone walked in and saw this scene, they would be terrified.

After chatting for a while, Li Donglai suddenly thought of a question, pulled away the white cloth, turned his head and asked, "Gu Shen, are you a kid who hangs around all day and is not the head of the food station?"

Ever since he met Gu Shen, he always felt that Gu Shen was doing nothing all day.

The food station is at the same level as the supply and marketing cooperative. The stationmaster is supposed to have a lot of responsibilities. How can he be so idle?

These words made Gu Shen, who was originally happy, suddenly lowered his voice: "You don't know that these days, there are so many pigs in the countryside for us to buy. I have been communicating with the nearby commune these days, and I want them to send the pigs. to our food station."

"If it goes on like this, by the end of the year, I'm afraid I will be criticized."

Only then did Li Donglai understand the difference between a food station and a supply and marketing cooperative.

The supply and marketing cooperative is only responsible for the sale of non-staple food, needles, threads, and daily necessities.

The food station, on the other hand, shoulders the responsibility of purchasing pork for the city.

If the food station does not receive pigs, it will not issue pork coupons, and urban residents will not be able to buy pork to eat.

The source of all this is the pigs raised by the members of the surrounding communes.

This year, there is no concentrated feed and no white-haired pigs. A pig that grows to 300 pounds is a big fat pig.

Raising a pig in a commune requires at least five commune members' rations.

Therefore, the enthusiasm for raising pigs is not high.

Even if pigs are raised, the commune still has the right to choose which food station to send to.

Moreover, many communes secretly adopted the method of Qinjiagou commune and secretly sent pigs to the pigeon market.

Gu Shen's work is not easy to do!

. . .

Chapter 68 Women's Director

Li Donglai and Gu Shen chat in the morgue.

On the other hand, Dean Jiao was entrusted by Ding Qiunan to come to the office of the Women's Federation of the rolling mill.

The Women's Federation is a less important department of the rolling mill, but its combat effectiveness is surprisingly strong.

In particular, Zhang Dahua, the women's director, dared to block the factory director's house for the budget of women's products.

Therefore, Dean Jiao was still a little timid.

When he came to the door and saw that it was busy inside, he quietly stood aside.

. . .

The women's director Zhang Dahua looked up from the report and saw Dean Jiao standing at the door.

She stood up with a smile, "Old Jiao, why do you have time to hang out with me today?"

The rolling mill organizes female comrades to check their bodies every year.

The rolling mill hospital is a designated hospital.

She and Dean Jiao often deal with each other.

Dean Jiao smiled and said, "I have something to ask you, a female comrade, to be the head of the family today."

"Look at what you said, supporting women comrades is the responsibility of the Women's Federation." Zhang Dahua found an enamel cup and poured a glass of boiling water for Director Jiao.