The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

Along the way, Li Xiaomei was chattering.

"Brother, sister-in-law bought me popsicles today."

"Brother, my sister-in-law took me to see the samples."

. . .

"Brother, when are you getting married?"

. . .

Well, in one day, I sold my brother.

Along the way, Li Donglai's head was about to explode.

Back in the courtyard, first send Yan Jiedi home.

Yan Bugui was packing old cardboard and empty wine bottles.

Yan Jiedi's first sentence was: "You should be full today, I didn't cook your meal tonight."

Yan Jiedi:. ． ． ．

Li Donglai shook his head with a wry smile. In fact, nobleman Yan Bu is not bad, but he is too calculating.

But thinking about it, teachers’ salaries are much lower than workers’ salaries these days. Yan Bugui’s monthly salary is 27, and it’s really not easy to support such a large family.

"Uncle Yan, you are busy, I'll be back."

Li Donglai said hello, pulled Li Xiaomei and prepared to go back.

"Wait, Donglai, uncle has something to ask you." Yan Bugui put down the cardboard and moved closer.

He circled the bicycle, "tsk tsk" twice, his eyes flickered, and he asked enviously, "Donglai, how much did you pay for your bicycle?"

Heh, is this guy ready to buy a bike?

Li Donglai patted the seat and smiled faintly: "170 yuan, plus a bicycle ticket."

The light in Yan Bugui's eyes dimmed instantly, and he swallowed hard: "170 yuan... tsk tsk... bicycle ticket..."

After playing outside all day, Li Donglai was in a hurry to go back to wash up, and said, "Uncle Yan, if you want a bicycle ticket, a friend of mine has one, but it costs money."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Gu Shen still has a bicycle ticket, but he has not found a buyer.

However, no matter from which point of view, Yan Bugui is not a suitable buyer.

Yan Bugui is like an iron rooster, he doesn't pluck his hair at all.

. . .

The setting sun sprinkled on the spokes of the bicycle, and the shining golden brilliance was reflected in Yan Pugui's eyes.

It can no longer be pulled out.

Until Li Donglai disappeared in the middle gate, he was still standing there in a daze.

This scene was seen by the three mothers who were preparing to cook.

She put down the cabbage and walked out: "Old man, what are you doing asking about bicycles? How expensive are those things!"

Yan Bugui came to his senses, knelt down and continued to pack the cardboard.

While tying the hemp rope, he said: "You know what, I bought a bicycle, it's very useful!"

"Great use?"

Yan Bugui offered Yan Jiefang's rhetoric.

Pointing to the cardboard, he said, "Just these cardboards can only be bought at the state-run waste collection station in the city for 1 cent and 5 catties. If they can be pulled to black spots in the suburbs, they can be sold for at least 2 cents."

"Five cents may not seem like a lot, but if it accumulates over time, it is not a small sum."

"Also, do you know that all the fuel tickets we issue are all national?"

The three mothers nodded. The Yan family has urban household registration and can receive food stamps from the sub-district office every month.

Yan Bugui's small eyes flickered: "There is oil in the national food stamps, and you can't get them out. If you take them to the countryside and exchange them for local food stamps, every catty of national food stamps can be exchanged for a catty of 2 taels of local food stamps. At the same time, You can also bring back some sweet potato flour from the countryside, this time, you can make a lot of money!"

"Old man, you are more thoughtful!" The third mother gave a thumbs up in her heart.

"To take advantage of these two advantages, you need a bicycle." Yan Bugui helped the glasses frame.

The three mothers frowned: "Dong said just now, the bicycle costs 170 yuan, plus the bicycle ticket, it is estimated to cost more than 200 yuan. Where do we have so much money?"

The third mother knows the Yan family's family background perfectly.

Yan Bugui's money was hidden in a jar under the bed, wrapped in old underpants.

After turning off the lights every night, he counted them secretly like a mouse.

The three mothers who were hiding under the blanket knew that the money in Yan Bugui's hands would never exceed 150 yuan through the sound of counting the banknotes.

Yan Bugui smiled triumphantly: "Am I the kind of person who pays a high price for a bicycle?"

Then, he looked around and lowered his voice: "There is a car repair shop on our street, where you can save bicycles."

The three mothers gave a thumbs up this time.

This old man is really smart.

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Ding Qiunan and Ding Qiunan ate enough at the small restaurant at noon, and the two siblings also saved dinner.

Li Xiaomei was doing homework, and Li Donglai was lying on the bed with his eyes squinted.

In the dimness, he heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Brother Donglai, brother Donglai, help me!"

Li Donglai opened his eyes, the room was dark, it was already night.

He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Who is it?" He put on his coat.

At this time, Li Xiaomei was also awakened.

She jumped down and turned on the white paper light bulb, her little face was full of wariness.

Just as she was about to get the poker in the corner, a voice came from outside the door: "I, Xu Damao."

is a neighbor. ． ．Li Xiaomei yawned, threw herself on the bed, and fell asleep again in an instant.

Li Donglai had already arrived at the door at this time, and gently opened it.

Just looking at it, he took a step back in fright.

Outside the door, Xu Damao's eyes were black and blue, his face had several bloody cuts, and the corners of his mouth were bright red.

His hair was disheveled, and his shirt was covered in dirt.

whole person. ． ．It's like being beaten up by a thief.

Li Donglai asked slowly: "Da Mao, are you going to the countryside again?"

Xu Damao: "..."

Just now, on the small road in the rolling mill, he failed to attack Sha Zhu, but was beaten up instead.

Almost died, staggered back to the courtyard, the first thing was to find a doctor.

. . .

When the patient comes to the door, the doctor is naturally duty-bound.

Considering that Li Xiaomei will be sleeping tomorrow, Li Donglai came to Xu Damao's house.

Start the system. ． ．

Patient Xu Damao.

The etiology is that the sole of the shoe stepped on the face and the crotch.

Diagnosis and treatment plan: *** [effect has been strengthened]

Bonus Points: 1 point

Current points: 531 points.

The sole of the shoe stepped on the face and the crotch. ． ． ． ．Seeing the cause of the disease, Li Donglai understood it.

Xu Damao must have been taken care of by Shazhu, and only that gangster likes to step on other people's faces and crotches.

Xu Damao looked sad, but Li Donglai was very happy.

Score 5 points alone, Brother Da Mao is really an excellent patient.

Moreover, the prescription given this time is also suitable, the bottom of the pot, the spider web.

The last one hasn't been used up yet.

After applying the 'medicine' to Xu Damao, Li Donglai did not leave in a hurry, and poured a glass of boiling water on his own.

Then he sat at the table and looked at Xu Damao.

"Brother Da Mao, why are you being beaten again?"

What are you going to do? ． ．Extinct!

Xu Damao thought of what happened like a nightmare today, and he was ready to die.

Touching the ashes from the bottom of the pot on his face, he was shocked, how could he forget that Li Donglai is a miracle doctor!

He stood up and closed the door.

Then he took out a bag of pecans from the cabinet, licked his face and smiled: "Brother Donglai, try it."

Li Donglai was surprised to see the pecans in the cloth bag, which weighed no more than five catties.

Good guy, so many mountain goods.

This Xu Damao is really a talent, wherever he goes, not a single blade of grass grows.

Which commune asked him to show a movie, it was bad luck.

"Click"