The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

But she is an old cucumber after all.

It's okay to quench your thirst, but it doesn't taste as good.

Also, Jia Xudong is still alive, stupid Zhu is not stupid, he knows there is no chance.

Seeing the fairy-like Ran Qiuye now, silly Zhu left Sister Xiao Qin behind.

Cough, men are big hooves.

. . .

Chapter 37 Silly Zhu stares at Ran Qiuye

Ran Qiuye recovered from the panic, and greeted politely, "So it's Comrade He Yuzhu, it's so late, what are you doing?"

Silly Zhu grinned, "Are you Teacher Ran?"

"It's nothing, I just want to introduce me to you. I'm the eighth-level chef of the canteen of the rolling mill and the successor of Tan Jiacai."

"I earn 37 yuan a month, and I have a younger sister."

Ran Qiuye: ? ? ?

What is this person doing? He can't be a fool.

Ran Qiuye was about to find an excuse to leave when Yan Bugui came out for a walk and saw them standing under the gate.

"Teacher Ran, haven't you gone back yet?"

"Just back, I met a... cook in your compound."

Only then did Yan Bugui use the dim light to see the silly pillar that was almost invisible.

This kid is really too dark.

"Silly Zhu, this is Mr. Ran from our school, and the teacher of the [Little Saplings Thrive Class]." Yan Bugui saw that silly Zhu's eyes were stunned, and he immediately understood what he was thinking.

These days, it's too late for a young man to get married at 20, and Sha Zhu is 28 this year, so he must be thinking of a woman.

"You talk, I have to go back quickly. Goodbye."

Ran Qiuye saw Yan Bugui approaching, took advantage of the silly pillar, grabbed the bicycle, and walked out.

Silly Zhu wanted to go up to stop him, and he was a little embarrassed with Yan Bugui watching.

He could only stare blankly at Ran Qiuye disappearing into the night.

He's a jerk, not a hooligan.

Yan Bugui quietly walked to Sha Zhu's side and said with a smile, "Boy, do you like Teacher Ran?"

Silly Zhu smirked and lowered his head, "I like it. But they are cultural people, so I don't know if they like me."

Hey, there's a door!

Over the years, Yan Bugui has always had a wish, that is, to take advantage of silly Zhu.

It's just that this guy doesn't eat hard and soft, and he likes to play tricks. Yan Bugui has never succeeded.

Seeing the appearance of silly Zhu, Yan Bugui knew that the opportunity was coming.

He whispered, "Would you like me to help you connect?"

Yan Bugui's words were in the mind of the fool, and he nodded again and again, "Master, you still know me, don't worry, as long as I and Mr. Ran become together, you will not be without your thank-you gift."

"It's done? This matchmaker, I can't do it!" Yan Bugui shook his head with a smile and walked away with his hands behind his back.

This kid, who is going to play tricks again, will really do it when the time comes. If he doesn't admit it, I can't help it.

"Hey, third master, don't go." Silly Zhu stepped forward quickly and stopped in front of Yan Bugui.

He gritted his teeth, "Master, I'll give you a chicken leg first!"

"Chicken legs?" Yan Bugui's eyes widened. These days, it's not bad to be a matchmaker if you can mix 2 pounds of fat, and silly Zhu directly pays 1 chicken leg in advance, which is a rare generosity.

"Okay, it's a deal, you give me the chicken legs, and I'll help you to tell Mr. Ran." Yan Bugui's little abacus is also very smart, he is only responsible for the connection, and Mr. Ran will not look down on the silly Zhu. , I can only say that the conditions of the silly column are not good, and I can't blame Yan Bugui.

"Don't worry!" Silly Zhu whistled back to the house, thinking of the beautiful teacher Ran.

With fresh and tender cabbage, what kind of old cabbage is needed!

My silly column is just nicknamed the silly column, do you really think I am stupid?

Not far away, Qin Huairu was washing clothes by the sink, and happened to see the whole process.

Silly Zhu's anxious look was only revealed to her when no one was there.

When there is a new one, the old one is forgotten.

Men, they are all eating in the bowl, looking at the pot, there is not a good thing.

Qin Huairu's heart is as cold as water in an enamel basin.

She made up her mind that she couldn't let silly Zhu succeed on a blind date.

. . .

When Ran Qiuye returned home, Father Ran was practicing calligraphy in the study.

He heard his daughter's cheerful footsteps, put down the brush, and walked to the living room, "Qiu Ye, why did you come back so late today?"

Ran Qiuye took the enamel jar handed by Ran's mother, drank the boiling water in it, and said excitedly, "Dad, I have good news to tell you, I have found a way to penetrate the crowd. ."

"Huh?" Father Ran took Ran Qiuye into the study, "Come on, sit down and tell Dad in detail."

Ran Qiuye explained Li Donglai's operation method of the [Little Sapling Growth Class] in detail.

Father Ran's eyes widened a little bit, and when he finally heard that Li Donglai actually allowed the children to go to tuition for free, he stood up suddenly and walked around in the study with his hands behind his back.

Ran's father's strange behavior made Ran Qiuye uneasy. Back then, when his father came back from the symposium, he walked in the study most of the night like this.

Ran Qiuye walked over to his father, looked at his gray hair, and asked in a low voice, "Is it possible that [Little Saplings Thrive Class] is not feasible?"

"Isn't it feasible?" Father Ran stopped, with a hint of exclamation on his face, "On the contrary, who... who?"

"His name is Li Donglai. He is a doctor from a rolling mill. He just came from the countryside." Ran Qiuye introduced Li Donglai's situation.

"It turns out that he was born in a rural area, and his way of looking at the problem is really different." Father Ran sat on the sofa and greeted Ran Qiuye to sit down as well.

Looking at his daughter, who was snuggling beside him like a kitten, Father Ran praised, "Li Donglai, this kid, has tried his best to avoid the risks."

"Look, cram schools, which I've heard before in capitalist countries, are essentially teachers who provide services, and then parents of students pay teachers. Under the current situation, it's very speculative."

"The speculation is down!!" Ran Qiuye's eyes widened, and he sat up at once.

Father Ran was annoyed, "I'm surprised to see you, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"But Li Donglai put the [Little Sapling Growth Class] under the name of the Siheyuan. The Siheyuan is a collective, which perfectly circumvents the regulations that individuals are not allowed to engage in trading activities."

"Of course, under normal circumstances, this situation is not allowed, but cram schools are a new kind of thing, and they don't provide substantive sex, even if people want to find faults, they can't pick them out."

Ran Qiuye's heart was full of admiration for Li Donglai at this time, her eyes lit up, and she muttered to herself, "Brother Donglai is really amazing, he has thought of this method."

"Brother Donglai has also tried his best to help those children. This kind of self-sacrificing spirit is worth learning from me."

Father Ran looked at Ran Qiuye's obsessive look and sighed.

He didn't intend to expose Li Donglai's plan, and he couldn't watch Ran Qiuye helplessly, and he didn't know that he was sold.

He lowered his voice, "Don't think of Li Donglai so great, he does it all to make money. Each student costs 2 yuan for tea, which is a lot of money."

Ran Qiuye gave Ran's father a dissatisfied look, "Brother Donglai said that students who are unwilling to pay the tea fee can participate in the cram school for free."

Father Ran said with a smile, "This is exactly what Li Donglai is brilliant at. Mr. Lu once said that face is the spiritual program of the Chinese people. If you understand this sentence, you will understand Li Donglai's brilliant."

"Even if everyone loses face and refuses to pay the tea bill, how much is Li Donglai's loss?"

"It's just your two teachers' salaries."

Ran Qiuye: "I'm free..."

Father Ran: . ． ．

Whoops, what a silly girl.

Chapter 38 Registration

In the early morning, the immature sun hangs on the rows of towers, adding a little vitality to this old-fashioned city.

After brushing their teeth, washing their faces, eating, and beating children, the adults were full of energy, put on canvas bags, walked out of the courtyard, and started a new day's work.

As soon as they stepped out of the threshold, they saw a group of people surrounded by the big locust tree.

There are lively watching, of course not to be missed.

They squeezed into the crowd.

In the crowd, the little daughter-in-law of the Liu family held her child, pointed to the big red paper on the wall, and recited aloud.

"Announcement... To serve the people... [Little Saplings Thrive Class].

Every day from 4:6 to [-]:[-] pm. ． ． ．Tutoring homework, guiding homework.

． ． ．In principle, a free method is adopted.

． ． ． ．Need to drink tea. ． ． ． ．

Now it is planned to be a student, two yuan for tea money per semester.

Parents are welcome to consult, contact address, courtyard front yard, the third master Yan Bugui.

"

She looked and sounded like a big crowing cock.

Everyone was a bit at a loss, and began to discuss:

"After school, children should have fun, and should they still use tutoring?"

"Sa Huan? You don't know the two bastards in my family. It's been a semester, and I only learned the word 'eat'."

"Cough, it's almost the same. Our chairs have been broken twice."

"That is, if you don't do your homework, your father is kind and filial to your son, and when you open the book, you will jump around."