The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

A middle-aged lesbian in a gray woolen coat came out of the shop angrily, got on a bicycle and left.

Chen Xueru chased out the door, watching the bicycle go away with disappointment on her face.

This tailor shop really can't be opened, just now a cheongsam only earns 1 yuan for handwork, which is considered expensive.

Might as well close the door.

But after the shop is closed, what can she do, a widow who can't carry her shoulders or lift her hands and can only sew clothes! ?

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he was about to go back to the house when he caught a glimpse of a burly figure slung on a bicycle, squinting at her from afar.

Chen Xueru quickly suppressed the frustration on her face, walked out excitedly, and said hello from a long distance away: "Comrade, are you here to buy a hat again?"

This man whose name is not known has already bought 200 small military caps from her.

Relying on those manual fees, she survived last month.

It can be described as a big gold master.

Li Donglai didn't speak, he tied up his bicycle, and walked straight into the store with a sack on his shoulders.

Not like a customer, but like a hostess.

Chen Xueru didn't find it abrupt, after all, this man was already an old acquaintance.

But as soon as the man opened his mouth, she froze.

"close the door."

"What?" Chen Xueru's eyes widened, and she took a step back subconsciously.

It's broad daylight, with the store closed, lonely men and widows.

Does he want to. ． ． ．

Chen Xueru secretly looked at Li Donglai, with a sharp face, black eyes, and a straight nose.

In particular, the faintly protruding old tree-like muscles under the shirt made her, a little widow like a dry well, regenerate waves.

If he was sincere, he would be a good candidate for marriage.

After the divorce, Chen Xueru felt the warmth and coldness of the world.

In the daytime, it is easy to say that as long as she is stepping on the sewing machine, she will forget all her troubles.

However, on a lonely night, I can only open my eyes and listen to the rustling of leaves outside the door until dawn.

It's been a rough day.

She desperately wanted a shoulder to lean on.

However, she knew that those men who were spinning around behind her buttocks were just greedy for her body.

And Li Donglai's shoulders look very broad.

Thinking of this, Chen Xueru turned around and inserted the door, and walked back with her hips twisted.

Biting her bright red lips: "I know you're interested in me, but shouldn't you invite a matchmaker first?"

While talking, she raised her head: "Even though I am a widow, I am innocent... hiccup..."

. . .

Li Donglai took the cloth out of the sack, turned around, with a puzzled expression: "Manager Chen, what are you talking about?"

"Shh!"

Chen Xueru's fair and pink face turned redder than the scarlet silk.

Her feet in embroidered shoes almost dug out a courtyard.

He hesitated, his eyes flickered: "What? What did I say just now? I didn't say anything?"

As she spoke, she came to her senses and added: "Comrade, I think there is something wrong with your ears, you should go to the hospital to have a look."

Li Donglai smiled lightly: "I am a doctor."

Chen Xueru: "..."

Under the dim light, in a small tailor shop.

Li Donglai gave Chen Xueru the matter of making the old military cap.

Chen Xueru frowned as she looked at the crooked drawings.

"You mean, let me make a batch of army caps?"

Li Donglai took the drawing, spread it on the table, and explained in detail: "It's not a military cap, it's an old military cap. You don't need the red star, but you can use scissors to cut some small gaps on the brim of the cap, and then...here... .”

This seemingly unreasonable approach made Chen Xueru's big watery eyes sparkle with admiration.

This man looks like a rough man, but he is a fine man.

The thought that dissipated just now resurfaced in Chen Xueru's mind.

Although she is a little bit older.

However, there is an old saying in the countryside that female juniors hold gold bricks.

Uh. ． ．It's no big deal to hold two more gold bricks.

"Manager Chen, Manager Chen...Look, how is it?"

Chen Xueru came to her senses when there was a calling sound in her ear, and she saw Li Donglai frowning at her.

Busily swallowing the saliva that returned to the corner of his mouth, he smiled charmingly: "Comrade, your thoughts are very thoughtful."

"but..."

"But what?" Li Donglai frowned.

"As a partner, should you tell me your name?" Chen Xueru said.

Li Donglai pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "My name is Li Donglai, Dong Lai Dong, Dong Lai Lai."

As for the relationship with Chen Xueru, he had already considered it before coming.

The old military cap business is big business and one that lasts.

Last time, Chen Xueru had already passed the test.

If she is hiding it, it will definitely make her feel bad.

In addition, the old military caps flow from here to the pigeon market, and there are several hands in between.

There will be no problem.

"Li Donglai... What a good name." Chen Xueru muttered to herself.

Afterwards, the two started a verbal battle over some details and production costs.

When it came to business, the little girlishness on Chen Xueru disappeared without a trace in an instant.

She counts every penny.

In the end, after a fierce battle, the two people, regardless of the outcome, reached an agreement.

Li Donglai is responsible for providing the fabric, and Chen Xueru is given 5 cents for each hat.

At this time, Li Donglai was panting and sweating profusely.

This woman's mouth is really too powerful.

Ding Xueru's hair was sticky and wet on her forehead, and her chest heaved unsteadily.

This guy is too tough.

. . .

Chapter 114 Trading

Not knowing that he has been targeted by Li Donglai, he is still immersed in the joy of practicing CPR.

Cough, as a serious doctor, it is understandable to practice a few more times.

Of course, Ding Qiunan was still the subject of the practice.

After several times of practice, Ding Qiunan has completely adapted to Li Donglai's rhythm.

The body can no longer feel a little pain, but because the muscles relax, it produces an irrepressible pleasure.

She was lying on the bed, looking at Li Donglai who was riding on her with a blushing face, who was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

This rough guy really belongs to the donkey.

A complete cardiopulmonary resuscitation was completed, and Li Donglai was about to get up after checking the results.

Suddenly, there was a sound of heavy footsteps outside the door.

The footsteps hit Li Donglai's heart like a hammer.

Too bad, even though he and Ding Qiunan are dating, they haven't got any proof yet.

If caught, a big penalty cannot be escaped.

Ding Qiunan also woke up from the afterglow, his face suddenly turned pale.

"Brother Donglai, outside..."

The sound of footsteps was close at hand, and Ding Qiunan's clothes were thrown messily on the ground. (You need to unbutton your shirt to perform cardiopulmonary rehabilitation)

It's too late for her to put it on again.

"Shh, I'll handle it!"

Li Donglai turned over and got out of bed, without thinking too much, covered Ding Qiunan with the quilt.

Well, strictly.

He buttoned his shirt as he walked, then fastened the belt of his trousers.

When you come to the door, don't forget to pull the hem of the shirt to smooth out the folds on it.

"Tuk-tuk" knocked on the door on time.

Li Donglai took a deep breath and gently opened the door.