The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

In the bright sunshine, the third mother knocked on the pot with a rolling pin and shouted, "The big guy has eaten and will have a meeting under the big locust tree in the middle courtyard. There is a big event!"

There is a broken gong in the courtyard house, but Liu Haizhong said that only the uncle can use it, and the level of Yan Bugui is not enough.

In fact, it's not that the level is not enough.

Yan Bugui is a teacher, and he likes to put up a profile of a cultural person all day long. The first and second masters annoy him.

. . .

It was dinner time at this time, and all the families were gathered around the square table.

Hearing "dang dang dang", the speed of nibbling on Wowotou is much faster.

There is no fun these days, and it costs 1 cents to go to the Xizhimen Cinema to watch a movie.

Free fun, behold!

. . .

Jia Zhang always liked to join in the fun, and before Jia Xudong came back, he picked up the leftovers with chopsticks and shoved it into his mouth.

Qin Huairu and Bang Terri also got together to eat.

The old lady eats a lot. If you don't hurry up, there will be nothing left in the next time.

. . .

In summer, the sun always dies a little later, and it is still bright after six o'clock.

The Siheyuan meeting seems to have become a regular program that residents like to see.

The big guy moved a bench and gathered under the big locust tree in twos and threes.

There was laughter in the air.

"Come on, let's watch the fun!"

Li Donglai also took Li Xiaomei's hand and squeezed into the crowd.

In the center of the crowd, as usual, was a square table.

Enamelled jars with 'Serving the people' written on the table.

The three stewards sat on the bench with solemn expressions, resembling the patriarchs of ancient big families.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, stood up first, with a fat head and big ears: "Today, the big guys are gathered together, mainly because there was a scandal in our courtyard.

This scandal is related to our Siheyuan, whether it can be rated as a model Siheyuan next year. "

According to the regulations of the Sub-district Office, the residents of the Model Siheyuan can receive additional meat tickets by the end of the year.

Every household is very interested in the selection of the Model Siheyuan.

Hearing Liu Haizhong's words, the big guys immediately talked a lot:

"Ugly? Did something happen today?"

"I don't know, I've been at home all day and haven't heard anything."

"Is it the factory?"

"No, an accident in the factory is usually managed by the security section."

. . .

During the discussion, everyone was full of energy.

This melon is big, sweet, and still ripe.

Jia Zhangshi and Jia Xudong sat on the bench and sneered: "There is a meeting to criticize, I don't know which one is going to be unlucky!"

"You deserve it, who made you live better than our Jia family, and still don't help me."

Qin Huairu hugged Xiaodang, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that Li Donglai had a weird smile on his face.

Seeing Yan Bugui's face ashen, she suddenly froze in her heart.

Did Jia Zhang's complaint come out?

Today, Mrs. Jia Zhang came back angrily and asked Qin Huairu to help her to wash her feet.

While picking the blisters on his feet with sewing needles, he scolded Li Donglai for bribing the street office and district leaders.

Qin Huairu felt bad.

After some inquiries, she was shocked, and her hands and feet were cold.

This damn old woman actually sued Li Donglai!

Isn't this self-defeating?

When Qin Huairu didn't wear pants, she was with Li Donglai.

I know Li Donglai very well.

This man seems harmless to humans and animals, polite and ruthless in his bones!

Qin Huairu was happy to see Mrs Jia Zhang suffer, but couldn't see her involving herself.

Jia Zhang has become a rat crossing the street, and the neighbors will not interact with the Jia family in the future.

In the end, she could only sew up Jia Zhang's mouth and tell her not to talk nonsense.

Did Li Donglai know about it?

. . .

In the center of the crowd, the official fan Liu Haizhong finished speaking and looked at Yi Zhonghai with satisfaction.

His eyes signaled: Uncle, it's your turn to play.

Yi Zhonghai kept his butt off the bench, waved his hand, and pointed to Yan Bugui.

If you are willing to be a gun to Li Donglai, you have to face Jia Zhang's anger.

This old goddess is not easy to deal with.

Yan Bugui saw Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang standing not far away, so he slowly stood up.

Glancing at the crowd with stern eyes: "There is a traitor in our courtyard!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone took a deep breath, and the temperature of the courtyard rose suddenly.

"It's a scandal again, and it's a traitor again. Now it's lively."

"This crime is not light!"

"Who is it? Who dares to betray our courtyard?"

"Look if I don't drop him under the big locust tree!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Yan Bugui's face, and Jia Zhang was no exception.

She stood up, clenched her fists, ready to fight the traitor.

Suddenly.

She froze, exhaled short, convulsively, and stood as if rooting.

His eyes popped out, and his chin slammed on his feet.

Yan Bugui's fingers pointed straight at him.

I?

me?

is it really me?

Jia Zhang twisted his stiff neck and looked around, and saw that there was no one around.

Thinking again that Yan Bugui was a teacher in a tutoring class, his heart jumped like he was pierced by a sewing needle.

Oops.

The complaint has been leaked!

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When everyone saw Yan Bugui accusing Jia Zhang of being a traitor, they were dumbfounded.

Jia Zhang is an old goddess who loves to scold people and is not welcome. This is the truth.

But she is an old woman who can't read big characters, and has the ability to betray the courtyard?

Jia Xudong couldn't bear it anymore and stood up first: "Third Master, you are talking nonsense, how could my mother be a traitor!"

He was talking, but turned his attention to Yi Zhonghai.

I hope the master will stand up and say something.

Ke Yi Zhong Hai's eyelids drooped and he drank the tea one by one, as if he didn't see it.

. . .

Yan Bugui sneered: "Today, Jia Zhang went to the sub-district office and district to report that the private tutoring class in our courtyard house was a speculative one. I hope that someone will be sent to seal up the tutoring class!"

He waved his fist: "You said, is Jia Zhang betraying our courtyard by doing this?"

Before the conference, Yan Bugui thought about it, and decided to adopt the method of the uncle to mobilize the masses.

As long as you put the hat on Jia Zhang first, then things will be easy to handle.

As soon as these words were said, the crowd suddenly boiled.

"The tutoring class is doing so well, why should it be closed?"

"That's right, now the tutor class is the face of our courtyard."

"The street office is also going to make the tutor class a model!"

"Sister Jia Zhang is going to smash the pot!"

"I heard that Jia's daughter-in-law and Li Donglai are still cousins. Why does Jia Zhang do this?"

"Why else, she's a jerk, and envies Li Donglai's good life."

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