As Dr. Lu said, when she woke up the next day, her legs and feet were swollen, like steamed buns.

Xu Yang was "eyeing up" beside him, and if you dare to go to work, I will immediately call my mother.

Although Ginkgo biloba loves her work, she still has to be at the back of her body.

His legs and feet were inconvenient, so he could only ask Xu Yang to help call the director to ask for a "long vacation". In fact, she was going to tell the director in person, but Xu Yang didn't cooperate, stood by and watched, and overnight, she lost the diligence she had been running around with ginkgo biloba yesterday.

The leaders of the hospital were very humane, and happily approved half a month's vacation, and sent two teachers to visit Ginkgo biloba in the compound, carrying a bag of apples and a jar of malt cream.

Ginkgo lives like a pig at home.

Go to bed early and get up late, open your mouth for food, and stretch your hands for clothes.

Xu Yang is worried about her, all the housework is done, she just has to be responsible for watching.

Dr. Lu also often came over, carrying love soup in his hand and pork ribs and pig's trotters in wheels.

The other sisters-in-law in the compound were not idle, and they came to chat with Ginkgo after eating.

Shen Jie brought big and small gossip to Ginkgo, what kind of flower in the art troupe was talking about, whose daughter-in-law was going to divorce, and the boy downstairs was found by the teacher to be a parent......

Anyway, Ginkgo biloba has a good time.

When Dr. Lu announced that her legs and feet were fine, he looked at the calendar and the sick leave was about to end.

Pack up your mood, Ginkgo Biloba picks up, and go to school to work.

Young people, struggle is the only way to be happy.

Retirement is a matter of retirement.

Xu Yang was still not at ease, and stubbornly insisted on sending the car to pick it up.

Ginkgo repeatedly said that she had recovered as before, and even jumping in front of Xu Yang did not change his mind, but scared him enough. Repeatedly admonished Ginkgo to walk well, gently raise her feet and put it down gently.

has the potential to be an old mother.

Ginkgo was absent from class for half a month, and after returning to school, she made up for it wildly, and it was almost empty.

finally took advantage of the noon time to rest for a while, and Zhou Meizhen came over.

Zhou Meizhen knocked on the office door, "Teacher Li." ”

"Zhou Meizhen, come in. Ginkgo now looks at Zhou Meizhen and points to the stool in front of her with a smile, "Sit." I went to read the ledger after work in the evening. "I thought she was here to reconcile.

After looking back and forth again to make sure that there were only the two of them in the office, Zhou Meizhen continued to speak.

"Mr. Li, I'm here to talk about the account, but it's not about the account book. ”

It's only been half a month since I left, and there are moths. Ginkgo's sleepy insects scattered, "It's not a ledger, it's a human problem?"

The first reaction was a group of boys, who was smeared and framed behind the group leader's affairs.

Zhou Meizhen's eyes widened, and the teacher was like a god, so admirable. Dad used to say that he wanted to make friends with smart people, probably referring to the teacher.

"It's Zhou Xiaocao. ”

"Zhou Xiaocao?" Ginkgo was very surprised, it took a long time to remember who it was, she didn't use her brain recently, and she felt that her memory had degenerated.

Gesturing with his hand, "The one in the three groups is tall and thin, with long hair up to the waist, braids, and a mole on the back of his hand?"

"Hmm. Zhou Meizhen nodded, "That's her." ”

"You make it clear. ”

Zhou Meizhen told the situation and the situation in 1510.

After hearing this, Ginkgo was simply impressed, and co-authoring this was not only Zhou Xiaocao's business, but also pulled everyone.

Things have to go back to the fifth day of Ginkgo's "car accident", which is also Sunday.

Zhou Xiaocao's business was very good that day, and he even caught up with the team leader Huang Wen.

Mistakes always like to come up in the busy.

When he returned to the store, Zhou Xiaocao took out a handful of money from his bag and laid it all out in front of Zhou Meizhen. Happy, the turnover has reached a new high.

Zhou Meizhen stretched out the money one by one, stacked them in the same denomination, and tossed for a while before it was completed. As a result, after counting left and right, I found that the amount of money did not match the number of clothes sold.

Zhou Xiaocao didn't believe it, and wanted to take the account book to read it, thinking that the calculation would be wrong.

How could Zhou Meizhen agree, Mr. Li explained that the account book cannot be seen by a third person.

The two argued over the ledger.

One wants to see whether it is alive or dead, and the other resolutely refuses to give.

Huang Wen came out to help the group members say good things, and seeing her like this, the members of the three groups also stood up to support.

The second group was silent, standing quietly and watching.

The boys in a group don't get involved in the girls' affairs, and their accounts have been settled, and they leave in twos and threes.

Zhou Meizhen is a donkey, and what she promised to Teacher Li must be carried out to the end.

After arguing for half an hour, there was no result, and the people in the second group were already a little impatient, their accounts were not right, and the dormitory door would be locked later.

Wan Ruixue came out to be a peacemaker, and suggested that everyone take a step back.

After thinking of a trick, Zhou Meizhen listed Zhou Xiaocao's earnings details today on a separate scratch paper, so that Zhou Xiaocao could know her gross income for a day without looking at the account book.

Zhou Meizhen thought about it, if it didn't go against Teacher Li's words, Zhou Xiaocao would do it as long as he could see the flowing water.

Everyone else thought it was a good idea.

Zhou Meizhen was very fast, and she would transcribe Zhou Xiaocao's separate account after a while.

As the leader of the three groups, Huang Wen stood next to Zhou Xiaocao with her hands on her shoulders and her eyes staring at the numbers written by Zhou Meizhen.

Trying to find out Zhou Meizhen's mistakes.

Instead, none of the other three groups, including the rest of the group, found the miscalculation.

Zhou Xiaocao's face was white and white, and he was fifty-two yuan less.

How can it be fifty-two dollars?

Not a single garment sells for fifty-two, fifty, fifty-five.

Huang Wen reacted quickly and asked Zhou Xiaocao to rummage through her clothes purse again.

No.

Zhou Xiaocao was depressed and wanted to cry, her purse had been pulled from the inside to the outside to bask in the fluorescent lamp, and it was empty.

Others crouched on the ground and looked for it.

Or not.

Zhou Xiaocao wiped away his tears, took the store's flashlight, and looked back along the road.

The three groups of people automatically followed, and unity is strength.

After they left, Zhou Meizhen began to reconcile the accounts with the two groups.

In view of the turmoil just now, she was extremely serious.

On the other side, the ten people who went out to look for money swept Zhou Xiaocao's position back and forth five times by the faint light.

The shadow of the money was not found.

Zhou Xiaocao couldn't hold back anymore and cried loudly, fifty-two yuan. I don't know if Teacher Li will have an opinion on her and won't let her do it in the future.

Huang Wen asked Zhou Xiaocao to think carefully about whether there was something missing. I even suspect that the number of clothes I took in the morning is wrong, and there is no situation where I take less and report more.

Zhou Xiaocao's eyes were hazy with tears and she hiccuped.

The clothes sold, in chronological order, one by one, she has a good memory, and she recalls it all the way without much effort.

However, after a review, problems were also discovered.

The number of new spring coats is not right.

According to Zhou Xiaocao's words just now, there should be six left, not five.

But Huang Wen was sure that the number of coats sent to everyone in the morning was correct, and she checked it herself.

And, the coat is fifty dollars, where did the remaining two dollars go?

Thinking about it, everyone shouted in unison, "Did you give two extra dollars when you were looking for money?"