At around half past six, Yang Xiaole returned to the vicinity of the hospital according to the direction Luo Jinping said before.

At this time, a small number of people are entering and exiting the entrance of the hospital.

I think it's an emergency room person.

Yang Guangzhi was there in a hurry, his eyes staring directly at the direction Yang Xiaole had just left.

But he didn't dare to leave, for fear that his son wouldn't find him.

Yang Xiaole came from another direction, and Yang Guangzhi hadn't seen it yet.

When he came closer, he watched Yang Guangzhi spit out a puff of dry smoke, and learned from him to look at the distance: "Dad, what are you looking at?" ”

"I ......"

Yang Guangzhi was just about to speak, when he heard a familiar voice and turned his head to look.

Immediately began to scold: "You rabbit cub, what time is it, why are you only coming back now?" I'm in a hurry. ”

Yang Xiaole blinked his eyes and said innocently.

"Dad, you're scolding like that, okay?"

"You ......"

Yang Guangzhi angrily picked up the dry tobacco stick and was about to hit him.

"Don't, don't, this thing can hit the bad guys, I'm just kidding."

Yang Xiaole hurriedly surrendered.

Then he said naturally: "Mr. Luo just had something, he sent me to the front intersection and went back, I went to his house to pick up some books and I came back." ”

"Where's the book?"

"Teacher Luo said that he would bring it back to me when he went back, so he wouldn't let me take it."

When Yang Guangzhi heard this, he bypassed him and took a puff of dry smoke.

"Alright, let's have something to eat."

After saying that, he opened the baggage he brought and brought him tortillas.

"Hey, don't, Dad, I'm finally here, let's go to the breakfast shop to eat, this tortilla is hard, I can't bite it."

"No, what are you going to eat without food stamps?"

After saying that, he touched a piece of tortilla and handed it to him.

Yang Xiaole shook his head speechlessly when he saw this, there is no shortage of it, there is no need to suffer!

After looking around, he said to him, "Dad, wait a minute, I'll be over right away." I'm going to find a toilet. ”

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

"Hey! There are pits in the hospital! ”

Watching him run away, Yang Guangzhi shouted, seeing that he didn't stop, and he didn't care.

Thought he was peeing.

Pick up the tortilla and nibble on it, staring at each other's figures, worried about getting lost.

After waiting for a while, he felt that something was wrong.

The guy ran to a breakfast shop in the distance.

But after thinking about it, this guy didn't have food stamps or money, so he put his mind at ease.

"Dad, come on!"

Yang Guangzhi was nibbling on a tortilla when he heard the sound and looked up.

I saw the third child standing at the door of the breakfast shop waving to him.

"It's broken!"

Yang Guangzhi hurriedly stuffed the cakes into his bag and walked quickly in the direction of the breakfast shop.

There is a stove or two and a chopping board in front of the breakfast shop, where the chef is frying fried fritters and stir-fried liver.

There are still people working inside.

The shop is not small, there are seven or eight dirty and non-trash small eight-immortal tables, and the tables are black and greasy.

When I came to the place, I saw Yang Xiaole gnawing there with a big meat bun.

This frightened him, "Hey, I drop my little ancestor, where did we get the meat stamps and food stamps!" Don't eat, don't eat. ”

Damn it.

If it weren't for his own son, he would have wanted to give him a shovel.

After that, he was going to come over and grab his buns.

Yang Xiaole saw his father's expression and knew that he couldn't tease him, so he hurriedly said, "Dad, don't worry, Teacher Luo gave it!" ”

"Teacher Luo gave it?"

Yang Guangzhi is even more angry!

"Teacher Luo, Teacher Luo, Teacher Luo is your father?? Give you meat stamps, give you food stamps, give you back money? ”

The other diners came over one after another.

"Dad, just tell me this, don't say it in front of your mother when you go back, otherwise she will fight hard with you."

Where is Yang Guangzhi in the mood to listen to him joking.

I'm going to go and pluck his ears.

"Hey, Dad, don't worry, I'll go back and tell you later, I earned this money! Really, go back and tell you, it's not convenient here. ”

Mr. Luo's reason has failed, so he can only find another reason.

Yang Guangzhi was just about to speak, and he was talking nonsense with me here!

But he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and thought of something, that is, the fish he suddenly ate in the past few days, which came inexplicably.

The fox was suspicious.

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole said, "Okay, Dad, eat first, and I'll tell you slowly after eating." Rest assured. ”

After speaking, he took a bite of the big meat bun and said, "Dad, do you eat it, if you don't eat it, I will eat it?" ”

Yang Guangzhi looked at the several big meat buns on the table, and felt distressed for a while, how much does this cost!

"Come on, two bowls of shredded meat and ginger noodles, two of you use it slowly."

With a howl, the waiter brought two bowls of shredded pork noodles and put them on the table, ignoring the two of them, and went to work again.

"Dad, eat quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold for a while."

Yang Xiaole picked up the chopsticks and snorted and ate the noodles.

I took a big bite and was refreshed for a while.

Or still the taste of meat.

Then he looked at Yang Guangzhi, who was not moving, and urged: "Dad, it's okay, hurry up and eat, I'll give you an honest explanation later, don't you like to eat this, there are fried liver, bean juice, fritters, what do you want to eat?" ”

"Eat, eat, eat! Also eat! That's all there is to it. ”

Yang Guangzhi sat down with a distressed face.

It's all ordered, you can't beat your son to death.

Well, you can be beaten half to death, but this has to be talked about after seeing a doctor, and now is not the time to do it.

Yang Xiaole knew that he had done it as a child.

But let him steal it alone?

He can't do it yet.

With a huge amount of money and all kinds of tickets, and a lack of nutrition, how could he not eat something good.

Even if you are beaten, you will eat.

After sitting down, Yang Guangzhi didn't move, but asked him the price: "How much is this?" How many votes do you want? ”

He didn't worry too much about the money, he brought 30 yuan!

The main thing is the ticket.

"Oh, this noodle is 2 cents a bowl, two taels of food stamps and one or two meat stamps, this bun is a tael of food stamps, no meat stamps. 7 cents a piece. (Don't ask why you don't charge meat tickets, I don't know, it's written on the information.) Maybe it's junk meat! ）”

Yang Guangzhi was silently calculating in his heart.

Seeing that his father was in a daze, Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Dad, don't forget it, there are a total of 8 cents and 2, 8 taels of food stamps, and 2 taels of meat stamps." ”

Yang Guangzhi knew that he was calculating slowly, his face flushed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Food stamps are hard to come by, but you can still get them for food.

It's this meat ticket, but it's only two taels, and it's not much to think about.

and did not get angry.

"Dad, aren't you hungry, or I'll eat this bowl!"

Yang Xiaole looked at him and didn't move, so he joked.

When Yang Guangzhi heard this, his old face was flat, "Why don't you eat it?" If I can return it, I won't eat it. ”

"Dad, go and ask to see if people will beat you?"

Yang Guangzhi glared at him, picked up the chopsticks, and flipped the noodles casually.

Kill a third in one bite.

Picked up a large bun and took a big bite.

Then there was a look of satisfaction.

"Dad, it's still fragrant with meat buns!"

Yang Xiaole took a bite of noodles, looked at his satisfied expression, and smiled at him.

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi sighed.

Damn, it's delicious, but it's expensive to die!

There were so many people that he wasn't embarrassed to say this.

Three mouthfuls of a big bun, swallow it after drinking some soup.

It's just a whirlwind.

In the end, he took out the half-eaten tortilla, asked the boss for a little noodle soup, and finished eating a cake.

Yang Xiaole's speed is not too slow.

Coupled with the fact that he didn't eat tortillas, the two of them ate almost at the same time.

"Hiccup"

After eating, the two touched their stomachs with satisfaction.

Actually, I didn't eat enough.

I drank a big bowl of soup.

But both of them were satisfied, where can they usually eat so much fine grain.

Yang Xiaole didn't dare to eat too much oil, for fear that it would dilute for a while.

And Yang Guangzhi was even more reluctant to eat.

So I didn't add any more.

After getting it done, Yang Xiaole went to check out.

After giving the money, the two went out.

At this time, it was hot, and they had just eaten breakfast, and both of them were already sweating profusely.

"Oops, hey!"

As soon as he went out, Yang Guangzhi, who couldn't help himself, picked up the gray-white old towel around his neck, wiped the sweat on his head, and then immediately grabbed his son's ears and pulled them up.

"Say, where did you get the money and tickets?"

"Oops, it hurts, you let go! If you don't let go, what will I say! ”

Yang Guangzhi is not his mother Wang Qiuju, and he doesn't know the severity of his attack at all, and it still hurts a little.

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi let go.

Take out the dry tobacco plug and tobacco shreds.

Yang Xiaole said slowly: "The money and votes are the manuscript fees and votes that I sent after I submitted the manuscript. ”

"Huh? Royalties? What is a manuscript fee? ”

Yang Guangzhi's movements paused for a moment, and he looked at him strangely.

"It was Mr. Luo who helped me send a draft in his name, and sent a draft to the People's Daily in the city. 10 yuan and 1 catty of meat stamps, 1 catty of oil stamps and 5 catties of food stamps. ”

Yang Xiaole was talking nonsense there.

Go back to Lao Luo to get a piece of paper, make another carving yourself, and just fool around and pass.

Anyway, no one came down to check.

When the time comes, I will have a good relationship with Lao Luo, and as for Lao Luo's side, I can only talk nonsense.

Ay!

It seems that he is going farther and farther on the road of cheating, non-stop, and there is no turning back!

Yang Guangzhi glanced at him suspiciously: "Really? ”

"What are you lying to? When I get back, I'll ask Mr. Luo to show you the certificate, which has my name on it! ”

Hearing that there was a proof, Yang Guangzhi was happy, patted his head and laughed: "Okay, my son has a chance, give your father a long face." ”

Yang Xiaole was slapped by him, and his head was buzzing.

Then I saw his outstretched hand and wondered; "What?"

"Where's the money? What about tickets? Give it all to me? ”

Yang Xiaole knew that there would be such a thing.

So deliberately underreported.

However, he still pretended to be reluctant and said: "Dad, I earned it, and I want to keep the flowers myself!" ”

"Rabbit cub, we get up early and go to work at night, don't you eat the dry food? Why do you charge so much money and tickets for a child? Give me! ”

After saying that, I was going to pat him on the head again.

"Okay, it's all for you!"

Yang Xiaole hurriedly handed him 10 yuan and a few tickets: "The meat ticket just used 2 taels, and there are only 8 taels." ”

Yang Guangzhi happily took the money and tickets.

“tui!”

Although there weren't many of them, he still spat and frothed at the inventory.

I clicked it twice.

Only then did he carefully open the small purse containing the money and stuff it into a small pocket in his chest.

The small pocket was sewn out by Wang Qiuju overnight, just because she was afraid that the money would be lost.

It's just that this thin undershirt has a pocket sewn and the front is bulging, which always looks weird.

Now it's almost time to go to work, and a large number of people on the road are like fighting.

Hordes.

Pedestrians and cyclists mingle in the middle of the road, and from time to time there are sounds of laughter and frolic.

Most of them are dressed in blue workers' clothing.

Yang Guangzhi was dazzled.

From a young man to an uncle, a big girl, a little daughter-in-law, an aunt, all kinds of people are intertwined.

This scene is rarely seen in the countryside.

As they walked, they looked at the hospital.

At this time, it was already more than seven o'clock, and people from the hospital were already coming one after another.

Unlike the long queue in later generations, there were only a few people waiting here.

Entering the compound, a Western-style four-story marble-faced building stands in front of it, both sides are very wide, and there are more than ten cement steps at the door.

The two of them sat there and waited for half an hour before they could wait for someone to go to work.