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Chapter 66

The turn of spring and summer is the season with the longest days in Beijing.

It was nearly six o'clock and the sky was still bright.

After everyone finished eating the courtyard stew, they were not in a hurry to leave.

Some brought small benches, and some squatted on the flower pond.

In the cool breeze, they held the teapot, chatting and laughing.

Li Donglai sat on a stool and watched Li Xiaomei playing a game of catching enemy agents with a group of children.

The childish laughter of the children echoed over the courtyard.

Peaceful days are so nice.

...

A dinner party made most people in the courtyard happy, but the Jia family was very angry.

For Jia Zhang, Shazhu’s meat is her family’s meat.

Now that everyone has eaten it, he is obviously at a disadvantage.

When has the Jia family ever suffered a loss in the courtyard house?

Mrs. Jia Zhang squatted at the door with her shoe mat in hand and saw Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai surrounding Li Dong to talk.

She spat fiercely: "This kid Li Donglai is nothing. He knew that Silly Zhu's meat was for our family, but he shared it with the big guys. I think he did it on purpose."

The little one fell asleep but did not fall asleep, crying loudly.

Qin Huairu was wandering at the door with Xiaodang in her arms. When she heard this, she quickly explained: "Mom, Li Donglai also has good intentions and wants to unite the masses. Silly Zhu and the third uncle had such a violent quarrel just now. If cousin Donglai hadn't done that,

They have to fight."

The last thing she wants to see now is the trouble caused by Jia Zhang's visit to Li Donglai.

If Li Donglai told her about picking mushrooms, Jia Xudong would have to divorce her.

Mrs. Jia Zhang glared at Qin Huairu with contempt: "Silly daughter-in-law, why are you trying to unite the masses? That's just an excuse used by Yi Zhonghai to deceive people. Do you believe it too?"

After eating meat at night, his teeth were stuffed. Jia Xudong was squatting on the ground, poking the gap between his teeth with a tree branch.

He also nodded and said: "I finally understand. Your cousin, who comes from the east, is obviously at odds with our family. If we don't teach him a lesson, he won't know the status of our Jia family in the courtyard."

He had forgotten that when he was getting food just now.

Without Li Dong to maintain order, he was bullied by several children of the Liu family until he couldn't even eat a morsel of food.

Banggeng was playing with ants on the ground, and he just happened to kill a big ant. He was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

He pinched the big ant with his fingers and said, "That's right, Li Donglai is too stingy. My mother asked him for a hat, but he wouldn't give it to me."

Facing this unreasonable family, Qin Huairu wanted to cry but had no tears.

She knew that any further explanation would be in vain, so she could only carry Xiaodang into the house.

Jia Zhang looked at Li Donglai in the crowd with a cold expression: "Li Donglai, you little thief, if you dare to disrespect my old lady, I will show you how powerful you are tomorrow!"

"Yes, let him know how powerful he is!" Bangge got excited and began to step on the big ant.

...

As night falls, the courtyard that has been noisy all day returns to calm.

Under the dim white paper light bulb, Li Donglai began to calculate his family fortune.

This is a habit he developed after traveling to this world.

There is no way, in this day and age, a steamed bun may determine a person's life or death.

Living within your means is the rule of life.

...

The tutoring class enrolled a total of 121 students and earned 242 yuan.

The hat cost 48.4.

He Yuyu and Yan Bugui's salary is 10 yuan.

Li Xiaomei and Ran Qiuye are voluntary workers, free of charge.

Net profit is 183.5.

Plus Director Hu’s 5 yuan.

The total is 188.5 yuan.

Buying groceries, electricity bills, money for briquettes, school fees for my little sister, buying Cuban sugar, and buying herbs for the folks.

A total of 25.6 cents was spent.

Well, there are still 155 yuan left.

It seems that I can only wait for my salary to be paid before I can buy a bicycle.

Li Donglai stared at the bare, mottled, and stained roof, dreaming, and fell into a deep sleep.

...

The next day.

Today for ordinary people is always similar to yesterday.

In the early morning, Li Donglai watched Li Xiaomei leave the courtyard with the team as usual, then picked up the medical kit and went to work.

Unlike before, he received many compliments.

The eldest brother of the Liu family: "Dr. Li, go to work."

Uncle Zhang: "Dr. Li, have you eaten?"

Yi Zhonghai: "Donglai, you did a good job yesterday. I will report this dinner party as a model of unity among residents."

Liu Haizhong: "Donglai, I am the second uncle of the compound. If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me."

Yan Bugui: "Manager Li, I will definitely go to work on time."

...

Arriving at the steel rolling mill, Li Donglai said hello to the comrades at the gate, took out some Scutellaria barbata and handed it in.

Scutellaria barbata, common people call it tea, and it is very common in the mountains.

After the ladies from Qinjiagou picked it, they put it in a steamer, steamed it, and then exposed it to the sun.

Soak in boiling water to clear away heat and detoxify.

When the farming is busy, the village chief Qin Sanmin will ask the canteen to brew a large pot of tea.

Put it in old gasoline barrels and deliver it to the fields to relieve the heat of the commune members.

There are two gasoline barrels in Qinjiagou with a five-pointed star embossed on them.

The dark green paint on the outside has been mottled, revealing the black metal surface.

There was a gasoline barrel with bullet holes, which were soldered with light gray tin and looked ugly.

This ugly gasoline barrel is Qin Sanmin's treasure.

According to Qin Sanmin, this was given to him by his army comrades when he participated in the support mission.

...

The security officers also recognized Cha Shui, and they all thanked him profusely: "Dr. Li, have you returned to your hometown?"

"Yes, the folks gave it to me. I can't use it all by myself. This thing clears away heat and detoxifies. It's suitable for those of you who are doing security work and have a lot of anger."

"Dr. Li is still thoughtful."

Li Donglai left the gate post and did not go directly to work, but came to the Human Resources Department.

In the office of the Human Resources Department, Director Hu is waiting eagerly.

As the saying goes, men have three major sufferings, among which "my wife is like a wolf and I am like a mouse" ranks first.

His wife's contemptuous look every day made him unable to raise his head at home.

At night I can only take my fishing rod and go to Shichahai to be a fisherman.

It wasn't until late at night that I went home quietly.

Seeing Li Donglai come in, Director Hu stood up excitedly.

He stared closely at the medical kit slung on Li Donglai's shoulder: "Comrade Donglai, have you collected the herbs I asked for?"

Li Donglai opened the medical kit and took out a pack of herbal medicine: "Uncle Hu, I will never forget your matter."

Looking at the familiar herbs inside, Director Hu burst into tears.

Old lady, I can do it again!

...

Alas, I hope the placebo effect can continue to work on Director Hu!

Li Donglai came to the internal medicine clinic fuming.

As soon as I walked to the door, I met Dean Jiao.

To be precise, Dean Jiao is waiting for him.

Through an old friend, he explained the matter of 'gastric lavage' to Professor Hu Guangshen, the editor-in-chief of the "Chinese Medical Journal".

Professor Hu Guangshen is very interested.

Nowadays, large hospitals abroad have begun to use gastric lavage technology when dealing with patients who have mistakenly taken pesticides.

However, the technology is not yet mature. It will cause damage to the patient's gastrointestinal tract every time.

Now foreign medical experts are focusing on overcoming this problem.

Li Donglai was able to use simple equipment to perform non-destructive gastric lavage on patients.

This is really incredible.

Modern Chinese medicine is weak. Although the "Chinese Medical Journal" is a bilingual magazine, it is published simultaneously at home and abroad.

Each time, the domestic version mostly contains translated foreign medical papers, while the foreign version introduces the development of domestic traditional Chinese medicine.

This situation is embarrassing.

Professor Hu Guangshen can't wait to publish the gastric lavage technology in a magazine.

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