Break out of the courtyard

Chapter 135: Overtures from Yi Zhonghai

5 days ago, at night...

The west wing of the middle courtyard is the Yi family.

"Xiao Yi, here's the chance to send the Zhang family away and help my grandson get back the main house!" The deaf old lady took out a handful of gold and silver jewelry, put it on the square table, looked at He Yuzhu kindly, and said:

"For our silly pillar, don't worry about money and other external things!"

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“易中海向街道办捐了3000块?其中400块捐给95号院的邻居?”张和平听到母亲马秀珍的小声转述,一下子就联想到了3000减400。

"Hmph..." Grandma Xie Ermei snorted coldly, "I heard from the street clerk that the old gangster asked the leader of the steel rolling mill to call the street office and wanted to get back the 2600 yuan in compensation, but Director Wang kept delaying and refused to give it. No use of that money. Then..."

"Ahem!" Lao Zhang coughed outside the door, "Lao Yi, what's the matter?"

"Comrade Zhang Bing, I was not aware enough in the past. I was always thinking about myself and my wife taking care of themselves in old age, and I seemed a bit selfish in my daily work. I would like to apologize to you first!" Yi Zhonghai's voice sounded.

Then, he was seen apologizing to Zhang Heping and others who came out after hearing the news.

Finally, I heard Yi Zhonghai say: "I heard that you think this prosthetic leg is too heavy. Do you think you need me to ask the factory engineer to help you redesign it, and then I will help you make a new one."

When Zhang Heping heard about this good thing, he didn't care whether Yi Zhonghai had really changed for the better or was still acting like a good guy. He hurriedly walked down the steps, stood next to his father Zhang Bing, and said with a smile:

"Master, can you help us buy spring steel or high-carbon steel? To reduce the weight of this prosthetic leg, we must use good steel. Ordinary metal scraps are easy to break if they are thin and thin."

Zhang Heping's call made Yi Zhonghai stunned for a moment.

This sound may have been ironic before, or may have hinted at the future.

No matter what it was, Yi Zhonghai suppressed any unnecessary thoughts, "I need to go back to the factory and ask, how much of that kind of steel do you need?"

"The more the better, I want to make prostheses for my dad's comrades!" Zhang Heping said with a smile, then helped Zhang Bing into the house, checked his stump, and discussed Yi Zhonghai's intention behind closed doors. …

The next day, Saturday March 3th.

In order to mobilize the students' motivation, Zhang Heping allowed them to form teams freely. Some relied on connections to make bamboo, some spent money to buy cart wheels, some picked up green bricks and set up a stove outside No. 7 Courtyard to make a fire and boil water to process the bamboo. Sent to research information on recipients, etc.

Because the recipients live in scattered places, Zhang Heping basically has to give away one after he prepares one. The main reason is that the wheelchair takes up too much space and cannot be accommodated in the courtyard.

In the end, there was a long row of wheelchairs parked on the beach.

Several class cadres discussed and allowed the students to form teams freely, with two students in a group, either pushing the wheelchair or sitting in the wheelchair, and sent the wheelchair out.

As a result, there is no way to use the joint letter of praise, and the students can only quickly copy the letter of praise in the room, leaving the name blank... with the street school.

When I returned to school on the afternoon of the 17th, it was still Zhang Heping who wrote the report and then handed in the letters of praise he had received.

Then, at the school assembly on the morning of the 18th, Class 2 and Class used novel good people and good deeds to overshadow the good people and good deeds of other classes.

Mainly, the good deeds of good people in other classes are too ordinary, such as helping an old lady cross the road, picking up a penny and handing it over, showing condolences to the lonely elderly, and following the example of Class 1 and Class 2 of junior high school in going to the streets to send warmth.

What to do next weekend?

Prosthetic limbs!

From condolences to the martyrs of the army, to delivering wheelchairs to the disabled, to proposing to make prosthetic limbs, Zhang Heping did it intentionally, thinking of making steel and rubber through this group of classmates.

During the next week's evening self-study, Zhang Heping became a physics teacher and explained to everyone a spring steel prosthetic limb he was going to make.

Because making prosthetics requires the use of strategic materials such as steel and rubber, and the debts of the north have not been paid off, this is very difficult.

In the following Mondays, classes 2 and of junior high school stopped, and most of the students were trying to find ways to contact them for supplies.

While the classmates were still looking for various connections to get steel and rubber, Yi Zhonghai found Zhang Heping at noon on Saturday, March 3, and said that he had obtained two pieces of spring steel for experiments through his connections.

In the afternoon, Yi Zhonghai took Zhang Heping into the forging workshop of the rolling mill, and asked Liu Haizhong to process the spring steel into a 6 cm wide and 5 mm thick steel plate, and then took it to other workshops for cutting and drilling...

That night, his father Zhang Bing replaced it with a newly made spring steel piece. The weight of the prosthetic leg dropped by 13 kilograms, and the total weight was 16.8 kilograms.

Then, his mother, Ma Xiuzhen, held crutches and accompanied his father, Zhang Bing, to his comrade's home.

Zhang Heping returned the favor, checked the aunt's pulse, and gave her a dose of heart-protecting medicine.

In the afternoon of the next day, Uncle Tang, who had lost his calf, put on a prosthetic leg and tried walking for a while. He also felt the stinging pain from the broken bone and needed to undergo bone rubbing surgery.

Because there was not enough spring steel, Uncle Tang's prosthetic legs were made a little shorter.

Even so, Uncle Zhou, who had lost his legs, was still envious and made an appointment to go for bone rubbing surgery together, waiting for Zhang Heping to make his next pair of prostheses.

That night, Yi Zhonghai brought his wife to Zhangjiadong's wing to express his gratitude, saying that the heart-protecting medicine was very effective and wanted to ask for a prescription.

Zhang Heping couriered the prescription he had prepared long ago to Yi Zhonghai, and asked Lao Yi to help collect some more spring steel or high carbon steel.

After this incident, the children in the courtyard were confused. They had been beaten to death before to prevent them from playing with Zhang Heping.

Now, their adults want them to get close to Zhang Heping.

However, Zhang Heping stopped paying attention to these little brats.

A week later, Yi Zhonghai obtained two more piles of high-carbon steel for experimentation, and took Zhang Heping into the factory to help Uncle Zhou make a pair of prosthetic legs for him.

On the morning of Saturday, April 4, more than thirty students from Class 13, Grade 2, gathered outside the small courtyard No. 7 on the north bank of Houhai, causing people from the courtyards No. 6 and 8, as well as some passers-by, to gather around and watch the fun.

Zhang Heping pointed to Uncle Tang and Uncle Zhou, who were happily trying out the prosthetic limbs, and his father Zhang Bing, who was guiding them to walk, and said to the students around him:

"I know that steel and rubber are difficult to work with, and I also know that some students have given up!"

"However, I want you to know that what we are insisting on doing is a very meaningful thing! It is also a good thing that benefits the country and the people!"

"Look at the smiles on the faces of these veterans and think about the contributions they have made to the country. Isn't it an honor to be able to help them?"

"Think again about your parents' comrades-in-arms, whether any of them are disabled, and ask your parents if they are willing to help their disabled comrades-in-arms."

Not long after, Zhang Bing asked his two comrades, Lao Tang and Lao Zhou, to sit down and took off the prosthetic limbs, revealing the injured legs with worn skin.

Just when Zhang Heping was about to say a few more words, asking the students to hurry up and make rubber, the second sister Zhang Pandi took out a bottle of Maotai from home and poured it on the injured legs of the two uncles.

"Ahem..." Zhang Heping coughed dryly and tried to explain to the astonished people around him, "That's medical alcohol, for disinfection!"

"Second daughter, I'll do it myself!" Uncle Zhou said, snatching the bottle of Moutai, smelling it, then took a sip, smashed it in his mouth, fed Uncle Tang who had no fingers next to him, and then handed it to Uncle Tang. I gave Zhang Bing a sip...

"Organizational committee member, it seems that medical alcohol cannot be drunk!" a female classmate reminded weakly.

Zhang Heping started to cheat, "It's okay! That's medical alcohol produced by Moutai Distillery."

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