Due to Xu Zhang's accusation, Li Donglai realized that if he wanted to catch Xu Damao, he could only start with the life case.
But who was the deceased and how did Xu Damao do it?
It will take a long time to investigate these clearly.
Before figuring out Xu Damao's purpose against him, Li Donglai asked Ding Qiunan to go back to Ding's house for a while on the grounds that Ding Qiunan was just pregnant.
Ding Qiunan had no doubts.
She is a grown-up girl who got pregnant just after getting married. She still doesn’t understand many things and needs to ask Mother Ding for advice.
Also, the rolling mill hospital is very busy.
Doctors and nurses usually only ask for leave before giving birth. By then, she would be pregnant and unable to help Li Donglai cook.
It's better to go back to live with Ding's family and let mother take care of them.
In the early morning, Li Donglai got up early and bought two old hens from the Chaoyang wet market.
Then he and Ding Qiunan rode their bicycles back to Ding's house.
Knocking on the door, Mother Ding looked at the two of them with a somewhat surprised expression: "Why are you two back?"
In order to live a life of two, the young couple left Li Xiaomei at Ding's house. Why did they come back so early?
Li Donglai winked at Ding Qiunan, and Ding Qiunan whispered something into Ding's mother's ear.
Ding's mother's face turned red visibly.
He grabbed Ding Qiunan's hand and asked excitedly: "Really? Are you really pregnant?"
"Well, both of us are doctors, there can be no mistake." Ding Qiunan was also overjoyed.
"Oh, okay, great." The stone in Ding's mother's heart finally fell to the ground.
I feel sorry for my daughter.
Before she got married, she hoped that she would find a good family; after she got married, she hoped that she would have children as soon as possible.
it's good now!
The two mother and daughter stood at the door and laughed, while Li Donglai stood beside him and quietly admired the kindness in the world.
Until Ding Boren's voice came from the yard: "Old lady, why don't you prepare breakfast with your little sister? I will send her to school later!"
"Old man, Qiu Nan, you're pregnant!" Mother Ding turned around and called into the courtyard.
"What, Qiunan is pregnant?" Ding Boren washed his face halfway and rushed over with a towel.
"Ah, sister-in-law is pregnant!!" Li Xiaomei came out of the house.
She had heard her brother's voice at the door just now, but she didn't want to come out.
Because her brother was so bad that he left her in the house and lived a small life with his sister-in-law.
Now that she heard that Ding Qiunan was pregnant, her little temper instantly disappeared without a trace.
"Yes, your sister-in-law is pregnant." Li Donglai picked up her little sister after not seeing her for several days.
It seems to be a lot heavier.
Ding Qiunan was surrounded by her family at the gate like a treasure.
Ding Boren was the first to react and greeted: "Hurry up, don't stand there stupidly, come in quickly."
Entered the house.
Mother Ding served breakfast, stick noodle porridge, pickle sticks, and a boiled egg for each person.
The family discussed things while eating.
For Ding Qiunan to return to the Ding family temporarily, Ding Boren and Ding's mother applauded with both hands.
Ding's mother said: "I don't have to go to work today, so I tidied Qiunan's old room again in the morning. Now that the sun is good, bedding sheets and the like need to be exposed to the sun again."
Ding Boren said: "Professor Wang's wife works in a supply and marketing cooperative, and I asked her to help me buy a jar of chrysanthemum crystals."
After hearing what Ding Boren said, Li Donglai thought that Ding Qiunan should be given some nutritional supplements.
In previous lives, there were many kinds of nutritional supplements for pregnant women.
In this era, there are only chrysanthemum crystals and milk powder.
Among them, milk powder is very rare.
Even though he is the director of the medical department, there is no milk powder ticket in the ration ticket.
I heard that only factory director-level leaders have a small amount.
However, this is not difficult for Li Donglai.
Isn’t there Wang Wuye?
The pigeon market is so big, there is always someone selling milk powder tickets.
At noon, Li Donglai and Ding Qiunan finished the meal sent by Ding's mother together.
Ding's mother has a relatively free time at work. She is afraid that Ding Qiunan will not eat well, so she will prepare a meal and send it over.
After chatting for a while, Li Donglai came to the courtyard on his bicycle.
The pigeon market is only open in the early morning. In other free time, Wang Wuye stays in the courtyard chatting with a group of old buddies.
When Li Donglai opened the door, Wang Wuye was checking accounts with his second son.
"Brother Donglai, come and sit down." Erzi moved a bench and placed it next to the table.
He took out another pack of cigarettes, took out one and handed it to Li Donglai.
I took it and saw it was from the Iron Eagle brand.
"It's rare, Erzi." Li Donglai put the cigarette in his mouth.
The second son struck a match and lit it for him, and said with a smile: "I received this from the pigeon market. As you know, supply and marketing cooperatives cannot sell this kind of cigarettes."
The pigeon market is indeed a good place, and you can often receive some rare items.
Sometimes Li Donglai suspected that Mr. Wang Wu now had a scrap business and was still unwilling to let go of the pigeon market business. It was because of this.
After a few words of greeting, Wang Wuye asked his second son to take away the account book and make some tea.
"Donglai, I heard from the second son that the old woman took the blame." Wang Wuye smoked a dry pipe.
"Yes, poor parents in the world." Li Donglai nodded.
Wang Wuye glanced at Li Donglai, picked up the enamel jar, and lowered his voice: "Actually, apart from the official government, we have many ways to deal with a small projectionist."
Li Donglai subconsciously glanced at the group of old men playing chess.
The second son made a mistake while drunk. These old men looked harmless, but before the liberation, they were all living on the edge of a knife.
Even though I'm older now, it's still not a problem to hide in the dark and deal with guys like Xu Damao who are strong on the outside and do it on the inside.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Master Wu, I'm just a projectionist and I'm not worried. I'm afraid there's someone behind him."
Li Donglai is not unfounded.
During these two days, he has been thinking about one question, which is why Xu Damao targeted him.
He and Xu Damao get along fairly well.
He treated Xu Damao several times.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a lifesaver.
Xu Damao is a real villain, not a fool.
Li Donglai is now the director of the hospital department and can be regarded as a middle-level leader of the steel rolling mill.
Even if you want to frame someone, you still have to weigh your own weight.
Also, that jade pendant is worth dozens of dollars.
Even if Xu Damao had money, he would not throw it away randomly.
This shows that someone behind Xu Damao must be coercing or instructing him.
Make him have to do it.
It is not a wise choice to act rashly without understanding the root cause.
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Wang Wuye also agreed with Li Donglai's statement.
Having experienced many storms, he clearly understands the principles of making decisions and taking action.
"Since you have already considered it, old man, I won't say anything more."
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wu. I will handle this matter myself. I came here today because I have another matter that I need your help with."
Li Donglai told Ding Qiunan that she was pregnant and wanted to buy milk powder.
"We are all brothers. You have helped us so much, but a few cans of milk powder are nothing."
Mr. Wang Wu was also happy for him. He stood up holding the stone table and walked towards the backyard.
"You come with me."
Li Donglai followed behind him and came to the backyard.
In the backyard is a row of crooked clay-tiled houses, the roofs of which are covered with a layer of asbestos tiles.
It is foreseeable that even if it rains heavily, the tile-roofed house will not leak.
Mr. Wang Wu walked to a door.
The door is an old-fashioned double door. The door panel is black and stained with old stains left by rain.
He took out a rusty copper key from his waist and poked it gently.
