Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

Yan Bugui did a calculation there that day, and he lost at least a few thousand yuan this time.

His heart is bleeding.

"Why don't we play tricks on him behind his back? I've already thought about it. If he goes to work at this age, he has already violated the retirement system. Let's report it."

"Let's lose this old guy's job first, the quality of life will definitely drop, and his life will get worse and worse, and his health will definitely get worse day by day."

"Are you two making sense?"

Liu Haizhong lowered his voice and looked at Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui asked.

"I think so."

Upon hearing the words, Yan Bugui immediately expressed his approval.

"Pull it down."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, "You have been imprisoned for more than a month, and you don't know many things. Old man Song has now become the deputy director of the rolling mill."

"The connections and forces behind him are even more intricate, and it's impossible to do him with this trivial matter."

"At that point we may still be reaping the consequences."

Yi Zhonghai has become a frightened bird, as long as there is anything about Song Qingshan.

He will be extremely vigilant.

Always think of the worst.

"What, this old guy turned 430 into a deputy factory director?" Liu Haizhong stood up from his chair in shock.

"If you don't eat it years ago, there will be rumors."

"It is said that he is the deputy factory director. Our factory director obeys his words like a grandson in front of him. A few years ago, talking was more effective than the factory director."

"This time it's even more powerful."

"Our workshop director has repeatedly warned me not to provoke Deputy Factory Manager Song. As long as the deputy factory manager is silent at their leadership meeting, no one will dare to speak up."

"Furthermore, for all decisions, Factory Manager Yang will ask old man Song for instructions before he dares to make a decision."

"We can't beat him in the factory or in the yard."

There was endless helplessness in Yi Zhonghai's tone.

Thinking of Song Qingshan.

He felt as if there was a huge mountain in front of him, which could not be overcome at all.

"Hey, the old hen turned into a duck in a blink of an eye."

Liu Haizhong slowly sat back in the chair and sighed heavily, he was both envious and jealous.

People are rising step by step.

But he dropped six levels in a row like a roller coaster.

Yan Bugui didn't speak.

lost in thought.

After a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of a great idea.

"Come, come, drink, drink, let's not get drunk today."

Yan Bugui smiled and poured a glass of wine for Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai, with a generous expression as if the drink was invited by him.

The three uncles drank until evening.

Only then did I return to the hospital.

As soon as they went back to their houses, a woman in the alley came looking for her on a bicycle with a blank face.

It was Ran Qiuye.

And behind her, there was also a person following her all the time, Sha Zhu who came home from get off work in the cafeteria.

Ran Qiuye seemed to sense something.

She turned her head.

Seeing Shazhu shaved his hair and grinning, his frightened face immediately changed.

I thought I had encountered a hooligan.

"Girl, don't be afraid. I'm a good person. Who are you looking for?"

See Ran Qiuye's expression.

Silly Zhu took two steps, came to the front and asked with a smiling face that he thought was kind.

He followed from the fork in front of him.

Just from the back, it can be seen that this is a girl with excellent temperament.

Now take a closer look.

He was astonished as a heavenly being, not only was he good-looking, but he also exuded a scholarly aura from his whole body.

The temperament is perfect.

Silly Zhu made a comparison, whether it was Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru or Lou Xiaoe.

There is no such temperament.

Silly Zhu fell into the ground all of a sudden.

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Although Ran Qiuye was afraid of Sha Zhu's appearance.

But she is a woman with good intentions, and it is easier to trust people.

Hearing Sha Zhu's explanation.

I feel that in broad daylight and under the bright sky, even if this person is a villain, he will not do anything excessive.

So I let go of my heart.

"Comrade, is the Red Star Courtyard ahead? I'll come and look for someone."

Ran Qiuye looked at Silly Zhu and asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am from this courtyard, who are you looking for?"

Silly Zhu kept his eyes fixed on Ran Qiuye.

Just for a short while.

His heart has been completely conquered by this woman, just like when he first met Qin Huairu.

Even more intense.

"I'm here to find Song Qingshan, Mr. Song, this comrade, please ask him which courtyard is his home."

Today is Saturday.

The factory is working, the school is on weekends, and Ran Qiuye has already made a home visit for a day.

This yard is furthest away.

And there were the most students, so Ran Qiuye was put at the end.

"Looking for old man Song?"

Hearing that Ran Qiuye wanted to find Song Qingshan, Silly Zhu's heart suddenly became cold.

Could it be his relatives?

"What's your name?" Hearing Shazhu's address, Ran Qiuye frowned slightly.

An old man at such an age.

Is it impolite for you to call him old man Song when you are still in the same courtyard?

"Oh, look for Mr. Song, that's the old man in our yard, who lives in the backyard."

"Girl, who are you from his family?"

Sha Zhu hurriedly changed the topic and asked back.

He had to figure this out, otherwise he would have trouble sleeping and eating.

"I'm a teacher at Hongxing Primary School, the teacher in charge of the three children of Mr. Song's family. Today Saturday, I'm here for a home visit."

"Comrade, thank you."

Ran Qiuye did not hide her identity, and told Shazhu the truth.

Then push the bike forward.

It turned out to be a knowledgeable person.

No wonder he has such a temperament. Fortunately, he is not a relative of old man Song's family.

After listening to Ran Qiuye's self-introduction.

Silly Zhu felt relieved, but if he wanted to talk to someone, it seemed a bit unrealistic!

There is no middleman to tell.

Could it be possible to let old man Song tell himself a matchmaker?

Silly Zhu frowned.

He was about to ask Ran Qiuyue a few more questions when he looked up and found that he had already walked to the gate of the courtyard.

Silly Zhu hurriedly chased after him.

"Hey, isn't this Teacher Ran? Why are you here?"

Ran Qiuye just walked into the Red Star Courtyard pushing his bicycle, and Yan Bugui, the third uncle who lived at the gate of the courtyard, was packing up his flower pots.

It hasn't been taken care of for more than a month.

Just after meeting Yi Zhonghai, several people in Liu Haizhong immediately started cleaning up after drinking.

Yan Bugui suddenly saw Ran Qiuye enter the gate of the courtyard.

My heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that the principal asked him to invite him to go back to work tomorrow?

Should be right.

The number of students in the school has increased sharply this year, and there should not be so many teacher resources, so I still cannot do without myself.

Thinking of this, Yan Bugui raised his hands behind his back.

He was going to push.

Can't someone come over and shout, and then go to work happily?

It seems so unimportant.

"Teacher Yan, I didn't know before, so you live in this courtyard too?" Ran Qiuye was surprised to see Yan Bugui's expression.

"Yes, yes, I have always lived in this yard."

Yan Bugui nodded.

but.

Looking at Ran Qiuye's expression and listening to her questioning words, Yan Bugui's heart sank.

People don't seem to come to find themselves.

Isn't this self-indulgent?

"Teacher Yan, I heard that you have been imprisoned..." Ran Qiuye didn't ask the question thoroughly.

In fact, for Yan Pugui.

Ran Qiuye felt a little grateful. If he hadn't been expelled due to an accident, he would not have become a head teacher so quickly from a substitute teacher.