Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

It wasn't Yan Bugui, it was Zhang Cuihua whose ankle suddenly broke when she landed on the ground, and her body rolled several times on the ground like a falling gourd.

"Sigh~~~"

"My legs, my legs!"

Zhang Cuihua lay on the ground, screaming in pain and rolling around.

The sound was shrill. He scratched his stomach with his hands, but he couldn't reach his ankles or even his thighs.

With the thick layer of flesh on her chest and the belly full of fat, she couldn't even take a look at her ankles.

Everyone could see clearly that Zhang Cuihua's right foot had been bent at 90 degrees, and as she rolled around, blood was splattered everywhere. If she hadn't been wearing thick clothes in winter, one would have been able to see the bone fragments.

After all, with Zhang Cuihua's weight and age, she still dared to jump down the stairs. She was simply seeking death.

Jia Danghuaihua, who was standing at the door, rushed out and wanted to help Zhang Cuihua up.

Seeing that the two men were unable to help Zhang Cuihua, Yan Bugui hurriedly shouted, "Brother Daqing, what are you waiting for?"

"Zhang Cuihua is your wife. You're back just in time. Send her to the hospital and take care of her!"

He Daqing took a step forward, but hesitated and said, "This is probably as heavy as three pigs. I really can't lift it by myself. How about you give me a hand?"

After hearing this, Yan Bugui shouted, "Jie Cheng, come and help."

Xu Damao and Ma Shangde also came over, and even Liu Haizhong called Liu Guangtian to come over to help. On this New Year's Eve, a group of people carried the screaming Zhang Cuihua to the hospital.

She howled miserably all the way like a pig being slaughtered. Xu Damao, a black-hearted man, saw that Zhang Cuihua's howling had become softer, so he gently hit her broken leg, and immediately the howling became loud again.

Because the howling sounded so much like a pig being slaughtered, it inexplicably added a bit of New Year's joy to the city.

When they arrived at the hospital and took off their shoes and socks, they saw that Jia Zhang's severed foot had turned purple and black and was almost frozen, with white bone fragments sticking out.

The doctor on duty shook his head helplessly after examining her and arranged for anesthesia to be administered directly to prevent Zhang Cuihua from suffering.

When Jia Danghua heard the doctor say that Zhang Cuihua's foot had to be amputated, he was so scared that his face turned pale. Yan Bugui directly let He Daqing make the decision and only praised He Daqing for coming back on time.

Under the gaze of everyone, He Daqing nodded in agreement.

So, while in her sleep under anesthesia, Jia Zhang lost her right foot forever.

the next day--

Early in the morning, Yan Bugui and Yan Jiecheng came to pay New Year's greetings.

After entering the door, he first exchanged greetings and happy New Year's greetings, and then asked Li Muhua and others to guess mysteriously what had happened in the yard last night.

After several people took turns guessing without success, Yan Bugui then told the story of this great joyful event himself, laughing happily and wantonly, without any sympathy for Zhang Cuihua's pain due to her broken leg.

He seems to be somewhat unsatisfied, as if he wants to have good things come in pairs.

Li Muhua was not surprised to hear that He Daqing was rehabilitated, but when she heard that Jia Zhang jumped up and broke her leg, she couldn't help but smile.

When he heard that it was He Daqing who agreed to the amputation, Li Muhua couldn't help but say, "Old Yan, when the anesthetic wears off and Zhang Cuihua sees that her leg is gone, won't she fight to the death with He Daqing?"

"No matter how hard she fights with He Daqing!"

Yan Bugui said indifferently: "As long as she has no legs and can't drag Jia Dang to the street to sell her body, it's fine."

Li Muhua and others all nodded.

Although it is said that people laugh at the poor but not at prostitutes, but in the new era, such things are indeed too disgraceful for their compound and bring shame to the ancestors of their Jia family.

"Anyway, we neighbors have already discussed it. No matter how Zhang Cuihua makes a fuss, we have to sign a joint letter to annul their previous divorce. Even if it is not annulled, we have to divide the Jia family's house into three parts and let Shazhu Qin Huairu and He Daqing come back to live."

Yan Bugui told them all their plans.

Li Muhua and others still nodded. It was none of their business anyway. They didn't even live in the compound. They just watched it for fun.

After saying this, Yan Bugui drank a sip of tea, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and spread it out on the table in front of everyone.

"Old Li, this is the house rental contract we signed thirteen years ago."

"According to what's written above, I should have returned the house last year, but you know my character. I didn't mention it because I wanted to take advantage of you. But I really have no reason to stay this year. Let's just follow the contract and return the house to your family!"

Yan Bugui spoke in a casual manner, which was somewhat beyond Li Muhua's expectations. Li Haifu looked a little embarrassed.

Yan Jiecheng, who was standing next to him, said quickly, "Uncle Li, you can go back and take a look. I have used the items in the house very carefully. They must be exactly the same as when you gave them to me in 66."

"If you're not in a hurry to move back, I can help you look after the old house. It's just a matter of a word for you to decide when to move!"

After hearing this, Yan Bugui scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"There are only your mother and I living in our house now. Both rooms are empty. The house you live in also has an empty room. If you continue to live in the rented house, people might say that we are greedy."

After saying this, Yan Bugui looked at Li Haifu and thanked him, "Brother Li, we have lent our house to Jie Cheng for more than ten years. We will always remember this kindness in our hearts. However, our family is not short of housing now."

"We have no face to borrow this house again."

Yan Jiecheng looked a little unhappy and didn't want to return the house.

You know, the rent for the three big rooms in the Li family is only one dollar a month, but if he moves back, he has to pay six dollars a month in rent. He will have to spend money on everything in the future. How can this be justified?

Li Haifu was originally a little conflicted, because even if the house was returned to him now, he couldn't live there, and it would still be empty there.

But when Li Haifu heard Yan Bugui say that his house was big enough for him now, he immediately agreed. The two agreed that Yan Jiecheng would move back after the New Year.

Li Muhua looked at Li Haifu's sudden change in attitude and knew that he was remembering what he said last night.

I know that if I don't take back the house, it will be difficult to get it back once I get back from the war.

Soon after seeing off Yan Bugui and the other man, Li Haifu looked at Li Muhua.

"I know you are ambitious and have never been willing to use connections or backdoors. You have to pass the exam to return to the city. But Qinghua is different from you. I don't think it will be easy for him to pass the exam to return."

"So you still have to find the leaders of the Revolutionary Committee and the Youth Office, transfer him and Qiaohui back as soon as possible, and find them both a job. It would be best if they can live a stable life."

Li Muhua couldn't help but frowned, and said in some confusion: "Dad, my second sister-in-law has a rural household registration, and my second brother settled in the countryside when he married her. He can't come back except for the college entrance examination. Even if he joins the army or recruits a worker, he has to go to their place."

Li Haifu looked at Li Muhua and asked, "This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

"It's just a little troublesome at best. We can first contact the local recruitment agency and then second them together."

Li Haifu directly proposed an idea, that is, to transfer Li Qinghua and Cheng Qiaohui back.

Li Muhua pondered for a moment, and said with some hesitation: "Dad, you know the situation of my sister-in-law's family. My father is the mayor, and he didn't say that my sister-in-law would be transferred back directly."

"If our family transfers the second brother and his wife back to the city directly, I'm afraid they will be prejudiced against our family in the future, and my eldest brother will be caught in the middle and feel awkward."

Li Haifu couldn't help but pause after hearing this, his face looked very unhappy. Now it was a matter of the palm and back of the hand.