Aren't these two best friends? Moreover, Xu Laidi always cheated Cheng Qiao on food and drinks, and even went as far as cheating money and watches. This made everyone doubt Cheng Qiao's IQ.
But Cheng Qiao didn't act like a fool last night, otherwise he wouldn't have exposed Xu Laidi's true identity in front of many villagers, and let the village chief make the decision to collect the debt.
Alas, I still don’t think about it anymore. These educated youths from the city all have more than a dozen evil ideas.
"Uncle Ye, my ankle is sprained. Do you have any medicine to treat sprained ankle?"
Ye Jun was stunned when he saw Cheng Qiao entering the door. This little girl is really strange. People will be tanned into black coal within a few days of working in the fields. But she has been in the countryside for almost nine months, but she always...
It looks as white and clean as when it was first arrived.
"Sit down and let me check it for you."
Qiao hurriedly sat down. Uncle Ye was a foreigner, over fifty years old, and his medical skills were extremely good. He just didn't know why he came to such a poor mountain village.
I felt a pain in my ankle, and then a chill. It turned out that Uncle Ye had straightened my bones and applied a layer of unknown liquid on my ankle. My ankle felt much better.
"I'll give you two days of sick leave. It's hard for you to go to the ground with your injury, but you're out of luck. There's an autumn harvest the day after tomorrow. Unless you're lying in bed and can't get up, you'll still have to go to the ground."
"Thank you, Uncle Ye. I understand that we are here to build the countryside. We are a brick of the revolution. We can move it wherever it is needed. I am not afraid of hardship or fatigue. I will definitely complete the autumn harvest task well."
The village doctor looked at Cheng Qiao's serious look and swallowed the words he wanted to laugh at. Forget it, he didn't want to hurt the little girl's enthusiastic heart, otherwise he wouldn't be able to cure her if she cried.
"Apply these medicines to the injured area at night when you go to bed, and apply more when you go to the ground. They have analgesic and anti-inflammatory effects."
Ye Jun handed Cheng Qiao a pack of plaster. The plaster exuded a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and he knew it was freshly brewed. Cheng Qiao quickly took it with both hands.
"Thank you, Uncle Ye. How much do you want these for?"
"Give me a dime."
"ah……"
"Why, one dime is still too much."
"No, no, no, it's not too much. Thank you, Uncle Ye. You are so kind."
Cheng Qiao immediately understood what the village doctor meant. Yesterday's incident was so big that Uncle Ye was probably worried that he would have no money, and he felt warm in his heart.
In the previous life, Uncle Ye also tried his best to rescue her child who fell into the water, but the time it took to fall into the water was too long, and Uncle Ye had no choice but to give up.
I took the medicine and walked slowly back to the educated youth point. Just as I was about to lie down for a while, I heard voices outside. I looked at my watch and saw that it was already time for lunch.
Today it was Xu Laidi's turn to cook, so Cheng Qiao leaned on his seat without moving, picked up a book of quotations and started reading, when he suddenly heard someone calling him:
"Cheng Qiao, why am I running out of soap? How can I wash my hands?"
Cheng Qiao's eyes flashed, and she sneered, put on her shoes and limped out, leaning against the door, looking at Chai Jianmin, a male educated youth who was shouting, with a disdainful smile on his face.
"Cheng Qiao, please bring out a piece of soap quickly. My hands are too dirty and I can't wash them clean without soap."
"Chai Jianmin, do I owe you?"
Chai Jianmin was stunned when he heard this, wondering if this fool had really changed. Then he looked at Cheng Qiao with a cold eyebrow, his eyes as cold as the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
"It's just a piece of soap. I owe you nothing. This is how you treat your comrades who are revolutionizing together."
"Yes, it's just a piece of soap. Why can't you contribute? Everyone is here to build the countryside in response to the call. Why can you use my soap, but we can't use your soap?"
"You...Cheng Qiao, are you okay today?"
"I'm sick. You see, the village doctor has given me two days of sick leave."
Chai Jianmin was stunned again, not knowing how to speak for a moment. Jiang Guangrong coughed and asked loudly: "Whose turn is it to cook today? Why hasn't the rice been cooked yet?"
Everyone looked at Xu Laidi who was standing at the door watching a joke. Xu Laidi was shocked. Then he remembered that it was his turn to cook today. He couldn't help curling his lips and murmuring in a low voice:
"Some people just come here to enjoy themselves. They rest for half a day and don't even cook a meal. They are lazy to the core. Do you want everyone to be late for work in the afternoon?"
"Yeah, I don't know who is lazy to the core. It's your turn to cook, but you come back late on purpose. Don't you just want me to cook for you? You don't look beautiful, but you think you are beautiful, and you are so thick-skinned.
, you can sharpen your knife.”
"Pfft"
Zhang Yuefang couldn't help but burst out laughing. In the past, Cheng Qiao was very stupid and easy to bully, and it hurt their eyes to see Cheng Qiao, but now Cheng Qiao finally stood up.
"By the way, I went to dispense medicine today and paid a dime. I can't go to work for two days. You have to pay me two days of centimeters. I did the math. It's six centimeters a day. It's 12 centimeters in two days.
plus ten cents, you have to give me ninety-four cents."
"Cheng Qiao, you won't be blinded by money. Why do you want me to pay for this?"
Xu Laidi was so angry that his fingers were trembling. Not only did he lose one hundred yuan yesterday, he would also lose another one hundred and twenty yuan after the autumn harvest. Now he still wants money. He wants to eat shit in his dreams.
"Just because you pushed me twice, my feet sprained."
Cheng Qiao stretched out his injured leg and said bitterly.
"I won't pay, I have no money."
"You're not going to apologize, right? Then you don't have to accompany me. I hope you won't regret it."
Cheng Qiao smiled. She really didn't want Xu Laidi to pay the money. Xu Laidi frowned, always feeling that there was malice in Cheng Qiao's smile.
"Xu Laidi, if you don't go to cook yet, if you can't make it to work in the afternoon, I will report the truth to the village chief."
Jiang Guangrong pinched his temples with a headache. They were all careless guys, and it seemed like he was not going to be a long-term leader.
"Cheng Qiao, don't ignore me. It doesn't matter if you cook an extra meal. Your leg is just sprained and you won't die. Why do you need money? Comrades should help each other."
Chai Jianmin finally came to his senses and was annoyed by Cheng Qiao's ignorance, so he spoke sarcastically.
"Chai Jianmin, according to what you said, if I hurt you, you don't have to pay for it, right? You won't die anyway. Thank you for your advice. I'll remember it.
Also, if you are willing to help Xu Laidi, then go and help her cook and don't get involved with me. Xu Laidi still owes me one hundred and twenty yuan. How about you pay it back for her? Comrades must help each other.
Well."
"You...you are really narrow-minded. Xu Laidi obviously cares about you. You didn't go back to the educated youth center so late yesterday. When she went to find you, she found the wrong one. You kept pestering her."
