Chapter 022: Who Repaired the Phone?
Seeing that his sister didn't really find anything, Jiang Xinwei breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Brother told you a secret, brother suddenly found that he was suddenly sensible, and he shouldn't fall in love at a young age, and my brother also found out that I and her are not all the way, people are phoenixes in the sky, and I am a sparrow on the ground, rather than not pursuing it, it is better not to chase it." What do you say?"
My sister's eyes widened and she said, "Brother, you're really shocked?...... How could she be a phoenix?...... , if she is a phoenix, brother you are a dragon. Brother, don't feel inferior, I'm optimistic about you. β¦β¦ Wait for your brother to find someone better than her, her off, no, mad her mother. β
"Hehe, you're quite optimistic about your brother and mine, thank you. Jiang Xinwei was happy and asked with a smile, "Little sister, do you have anything else?"
"What do you mean, I'm kind enough to help you, and you're driving me away?...... By the way, you really don't want to go to the cinema?" the sister reminded again, "If you don't go, she may ignore you even more in the future." β
Jiang Xinxu said: "When did you see it? I went over and asked them to come out of the movie theater and scold me?"
My sister said very seriously: "Brother, it's okay like this, she can rest assured that you don't lose face." Actually, she is her, you are you, as long as you work in peace, when you become a regular employee of the post and telecommunications bureau, you don't want to choose the beautiful girls in the town? It's fun to be a postman to deliver letters, isn't it? Have you sent a lot of love letters? Hehe, have you secretly opened and read it?"
Jiang Xinwei glanced at her first, then looked at the door mysteriously, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Don't sue others, otherwise, they won't scold me to death?...... , in the future you will write a love letter, brother sΓΉ you write. You can also secretly intercept a few well-written love letters to use as a model text for you. β
"Brother, you...... You rascal!" the sister said and kicked him, lowered her blushing face, and said, "Where will I write love letters......? The least of the good guys, huh!"
Jiang Xinwei was about to continue joking, when he suddenly remembered the death letter from the United States that he inquired about today, and got up and said, "Why are you ashamed if you don't write love letters?......?" , hehe, okay, you really have it, I told my parents to go, saying that you don't study seriously and fall in love!"
"Where do I not read and talk...... Talk ...... ," my sister was shocked, hurriedly stood up to catch up, and said in her mouth, "You didn't study seriously when you were in high school, our homeroom teacher said, you were distracted by falling in love in the third year of high school, and all your thoughts were spent chasing Sister Yuanyuan, otherwise the university entrance examination would be better, at least you would be admitted to the undergraduate program." β¦β¦ When the teacher talks about you, he always stares at me, and I am ashamed of you, hum!"
The brother and sister fought and made trouble in the front yard. Parents are watching TV in the lobby with a patient who is getting a hanging needle.
The Jiang family has been practicing medicine for generations, and soon after the liberation, due to public-private partnerships, the Jiang family pharmacy merged with the government's medical institutions, and his father, who inherited the mantle of the Jiang family, also became a barefoot doctor in the countryside.
After the reform and opening up, the public family returned his family's medicine hall, and through the efforts of the Jiang family, the medicine hall slowly restored its previous appearance, and the Jiang family's small courtyard also began to take shape: the front is the medicine hall for seeing doctors, selling medicines, and practicing medicine, and the back is the backyard for boiling medicine, living and storing medicines.
Jiang Xinwei dragged a chair and sat down beside his father, and asked, "Dad, I want you to inquire about something, are you familiar with Qianqian Village?
Father Jiang took his eyes off the TV screen and said, "Before the liberation of that place, it was called Wang Litang. However, Wanglitang is only a small village, not the entire Qianqian Village now. Wanglitang only includes a part of the 4th and 5th villager groups that are now Qianqian Village. β¦β¦ What are you asking for?"
Jiang's father is a doctor, and he is often called by villagers to practice medicine, so he is naturally familiar with the situation in Shiqiao Town. In the past, Jiang Xinwei also showed him the dead letter from the United States, but the place name "Huanglitang", which did not exist in the first place, also stumped him.
Jiang Xinxu said: "It's the letter from the United States." You say, did that Yanyan remember by mistake that he wrote it in the local dialect and wrote 'Wang Litang' as 'Huang Li Tang'?"
Father Jiang read these two place names a few times, nodded, and said: "It's really possible! After all, it has been decades, and few people knew how to read and write at that time, let alone speak Mandarin." β¦β¦ However, there is no temple there. β
Jiang Xinxu said: "Wasn't there a Taoist temple before liberation? Do you remember if there was a Taoist temple called Master Xuankong?"
Father Jiang shook his head and said, "That Taoist temple was destroyed in the war before liberation, if there is really any master who escaped the war, it is estimated that he will die of old age, where is there any Xuankong master who is alive to receive your letter?...... Hey, I don't know how this person who wrote the letter still thought of such a thing as being here, and still sent a letter here. β
Jiang Xinxu asked: "Dad, you really haven't heard of Master Xuankong, so is there a Vacuum Master, Master Wukong......
The sister next to her was happy and said, "Master Wukong, why don't you talk about Master Sky." β
Father Jiang recalled for a while before he said: "It seems that there really is a person named Master Xiankong, and when I went to Qianqian Village to see a doctor, I once heard an old man say that his illness was seen by the person named Master Xiankong, saying that it was not cured and asked his family to prepare for the future. His family didn't believe him and invited your grandfather over, and I followed your grandfather at that time. β
My sister hurriedly asked, "Has grandpa cured his illness?"
Father Jiang shook his head and said, "Your grandfather has excellent medical skills, but it is impossible to bring the dead back to life." The day after we returned, he died. It's exactly the same as what the Xiankong Taoist said a month ago, and even the time of death is right. β
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While Jiang Xinwei was talking and laughing with his family, Zhu Keqi, director of the post office, rode his bicycle home, and when he passed a commissary, Huang Xiao'e, director of the Family Planning Commission, was carrying some things for sale from the commissary.
When she saw Zhu Keqi passing by, she greeted loudly: "Director Zhu, thank you for repairing the telephone today." The attitude of the people at your post office is really good, the level is high, and they helped us fix the telephone in a few clicks. Does this guy have a girlfriend? Do you want me to introduce ......?"
Zhu Keqi obviously drank a lot of wine, and the speed of the car was fast, he didn't dare to jump down, but slowly pinched the handbrake, turned his head, and said with a smile: "Director Huang, you don't scold my surname Zhu and burn high incense?" Thank you. Hehe, do you have a crush on him? I want the old cow to eat tender grass?...... , I drank a lot of wine, confused, next time we talk ......"
"Get out!" Huang Xiao'e was already immune to this half-meat and half-vegetarian words, and said with a smile, "Why don't you drink you to death? You old guy doesn't die on a woman's belly." β
Although these jokes are very indecent, Zhu Keqi still feels very comfortable in his heart, thinking that his subordinates have won glory for the institute, you must know that this Huang Xiao'e is not a good talker, very bitter, and if there was any problem with the telephone in the past, he would complain a lot, and sometimes even make a small report in front of the mayor, which made him depressed.
I didn't expect that today, this old lady skin changed sex, and she took the initiative to praise the people at the post office.
"Who did it? It's definitely not Zhang Qingshan, he is in his thirties, and he has been living in the town, Huang Xiao'e can't say that he is a young man, and he also knows that he has a wife and children. Could it be Cao Xiaobing?" Zhu Keqi rode his bicycle home, thinking about who fought for him today.
Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.
When he entered the courtyard of the post office, before he reached the family building behind, he saw Zhang Qingshan and a young man supporting each other and staggering forward. Hearing the sound of bicycles, the two turned back at the same time and greeted, "I wish the director." β
Zhu Keqi knew at a glance that the two of them had also drunk a lot of wine today, and he asked casually as he got out of the car, "Where did you drink today?"
Zhang Qingshan took a step back to the side and said with a smile: "Today is Cao Xiaobing's wife's birthday, so let's go and have a fun time if we have nothing to do." β
Zhu Keqi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Everyone in your class has gone to drink, right?...... , who will go to the family planning commission to repair the phone after work?"
Zhang Qingshan and the young man next to him, you look at me, I look at you.
Zhang Qingshan said: "I don't know, is the phone of the Family Planning Commission broken?...... , I wish the director, I will ...... tomorrow morning"
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