Chapter 117: The Shed
Zhao Huanhuan picked up the telephone and dialed a long-distance call, and a woman's voice with a thick Sichuan accent came from the other end of the phone: "Who are you looking for?" ”
"I'm looking for Zhao Guoshan."
"Zhao Guoshan, who are you?"
"I'm his daughter."
The woman put down the phone and went to call someone.
When she walked out of the commissary, she saw a row of sheds.
The sheds are all low wooden houses, with only one floor, one after the other, in poor condition.
In front of the shed, a drying rack made of rope hangs many workers changing clothes.
Some clothes are left unwashed and dried on them, giving off a sour smell.
The woman covered her nose under her clothes and cursed: "These stinky men, it's really not good without women." ”
"You women don't have men?" A worker poked his head out of the shed and teased the woman.
The woman rolled her eyes, but it was a coquettish gesture: "Did you see Zhao Guoshan?" ”
"You're looking for him? Aren't you afraid that your husband has an opinion? Someone poked their heads out and quipped.
The woman was not angry, but smiled even brighter.
"Zhao Guoshan is much more honest than your grandsons." The woman is telling the truth.
The whole shed, as far as Zhao Guoshan is concerned, will not make such a meat joke.
"It depends on where he is," someone said, "if the bed~ is on...... Then maybe it's going to happen. ”
"What, you've tried it yet?" The woman kept smiling, but stopped walking further into the shed.
It was so loud, if Zhao Guoshan was in the shed, he should have heard it.
The man was asked by the woman and showed timidity: "I'm a big man......"
"Can't men be with men?" The woman's voice was raised, and there were no more teasing voices from other men in the shack, and the woman laughed triumphantly.
I don't know how long it took, and finally someone shouted: "Zhao Guoshan, are you hiding under the quilt and pretending to be a grandson or what, if you don't come again, this woman can laugh here for a long time." ”
Zhao Guoshan finally appeared, carrying a bucket of washed clothes in his hand: "I went to wash my clothes." ”
Zhao Guoshan is long, although he is thin, he inexplicably has a pitiful and weak beauty.
If such a person was born in a noble family in ancient times, I don't know how many women he would have charmed, but in this new era, he became a descendant of a poor peasant, doing the most tiring and hardest work of digging tunnels.
Seeing Zhao Guoshan, the woman's expression suddenly softened: "Zhao Guoshan, hurry up and answer the phone, your daughter is looking for you." ”
Zhao Guoshan was stunned.
The woman urged: "Let's dry the clothes when we come back, long-distance calls are precious." ”
Zhao Guoshan put down the bucket and followed the woman quickly.
The men's ridiculous laughter sounded behind him: "After answering the phone, Guo Shan, you let the boss try it, can you do it!" ”
"You dogs can't spit out ivory!"
The woman scolded, and soon disappeared at the end of the shed with Zhao Guoshan.
In the commissary, Zhao Guoshan picked up the phone and heard Zhao Huanhuan's voice: "Huanhuan, why did you call me?" ”
Hearing his father's voice, Zhao Huanhuan's nose was slightly sour, but his tone was still smiling: "Dad, when do you plan to go home?" ”
"It's soon, I'll go home for the New Year after a few days, and when Dad gets his salary, I'll bring a lot of delicious food back to you to eat."
No matter how Zhao Guoshan treats Jiao Sanfeng, he is always kind to his children, he is never willing to scold them, and he has never beaten them.
Zhao Huanhuan sometimes thinks that if the roles of her parents are reversed, her upbringing experience will be better.
A loving mother is too important to the development of her children.
"Dad, if the family is already rich, can you come back early? Don't go out to work in the future. ”
"What do children say? Dad doesn't make money, how can our family be rich? Our family is still in debt! Okay, it's expensive for long distances, wait for Dad to come home and buy you something delicious. ”
"Dad, then you take care of yourself......" Zhao Huanhuan heard a blind voice on the other end of the phone before he finished speaking.
Zhao Huanhuan knew that whether to make this call or not, Zhao Guoshan had such an attitude.
How could people possibly believe many things before they happened?
It's human nature.
If you don't see the coffin, you don't shed tears, most people are like that.
She wanted to prevent her father from being injured, but it was obviously impossible, but fortunately, she had a special ability, and she was not afraid of her father's injury.
Although it is inevitable that my father will be injured at work, in his previous life, his father only had a comminuted fracture of his ankle, and after surgery, he became a cripple, and his life was not in danger, and the worst in this life is nothing more than that.
Zhao Huanhuan comforted herself on the one hand, and was uneasy on the other.
On Wang Jian's side, the good news came as quickly as possible: Li Ming's pharmacy really had an accident.
Losing Zhao Huanhuan's good medicine, Li Ming had to rely on his own medical skills to practice medicine, and returned to his true nature as a quack doctor, and soon there was another misdiagnosis accident.
According to Zhao Huanhuan's strategy, Wang Jian earned enough reputation with free medicines, and the day Li Ming Pharmacy closed was the official opening day of "Jiankang Pharmacy".
When the bell rang for school, Zhao Huanhuan walked out of the classroom, broke up with Zhang Yumei at the same table on the playground, and saw Wei Mingshan and others at the school gate from a distance.
Wei Mingshan seemed to be in a particularly good mood today, smiling at Zhao Huanhuan in the sun, and the flowers were in full bloom.
Zhao Huanhuan walked up to her and said with a smile: "I laughed out of the feeling of the boss lady today!" ”
Wei Mingshan stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Huanhuan's arm, and coquettishly: "Don't laugh at me!" ”
"Then I'll ask a serious topic." Zhao Huanhuan smiled.
"What's the problem?"
"Wang Jian Pharmacy opens, what congratulatory gift do you plan to give?"
Wei Mingshan was stunned, she hadn't thought about it.
"I also said that I am not the proprietress of the proprietor," Zhao Huanhuan quipped again, "Only if I use that store as my own house, I will not think about giving congratulatory gifts, but will only think about receiving gifts." ”
"Huanhuan ......" Wei Mingshan stomped his feet in embarrassment, and two lumps of red glow immediately flew on his fair face.
White and red, blowing through, Wei Mingshan's skin is really naturally beautiful.
"You don't have to prepare a congratulatory gift, but I want to give it, not to see Dr. Wang's face, but also to see my best friend's face!"
Zhao Huanhuan said and pulled Wei Mingshan to the gift shop to pick a fortune tree and send it to Wang Jian.
"Jiankang Pharmacy" is very lively at the moment, but it is not the same as the imagined excitement, it is not a gathering of patients who come to see a doctor, but someone has something to do.
It was none other than Wang Jian's own mother Li Chunxiang.
Li Chunxiang and Wang Jian stood in the pharmacy, confronting each other like black sheep and white sheep.
There were a bunch of passers-by watching the excitement outside the door.
Zhao Huanhuan and Wei Mingshan squeezed into the crowd, entered the pharmacy, and closed the store.
"What's a good thing to have so many people watching?" Zhao Huanhuan asked Wang Jian.
Wang Jian realized his mistake and paid the most attention to word-of-mouth when opening a store to do business.
"Who are you? I'll talk to my son, and you go out first. Li Chunxiang said.
also knows how to take care of his son's reputation, and it seems that he is not a hopeless fool.