My 1979

"You guys come and show off every day. What are you doing? You're afraid that others won't know that you are hooligans, right?"

Before Shouhou could say anything, Zhu Dachang, who came with him next to him, answered, "Brother, you have wronged us. We are all honest now. We don't dare to say a word when we meet a girl or a girl on the street."

Although Zhu Dachang is now hanging out with Su Ming, because he was beaten by Li He before, he has always been afraid of Li He and is a little awkward when talking.

Li He glanced at Zhu Dachang and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time. You all should be honest, otherwise even the King of Heaven will not be able to save you."

Several people answered that they knew it.

After a while, Pingsong water boiled, and Shouhou immediately made a cup of tea for Li He.

Li He accepted it unceremoniously, looked at the account book, and could only sigh that it was not so easy to steal money. There was still a profit of 100,000 yuan this month, which he shared equally with Su Ming. He still had 50,000 yuan on his side, so he said to Shouhou, "It's okay. You can just go back. You don't need to send me this month's money." Yes. You go to Qianliang Hutong and give the money to Old Man Li. He is renovating the house there. If you have nothing to do, go and help."

Li He watched a few people leave, so he put woven bags on some flower pots in the house, tied them tightly, and left a few air holes in the bags to facilitate ventilation. When the temperature is low, if one of them is not good, these flowers will freeze to death.

After finishing his work, he rode his bicycle to find Li Aijun, but he didn't show up at the stall today.

I originally thought that I had changed places and walked around again, but I still didn't see anyone.

He didn't think so. Li Aijun always went out to the stalls rain or shine.

He remembered the general location of Li Aijun's house and decided to ride to the textile factory family area to look for it.

The dormitory area is not big, with only a few sparse buildings and not even a wall. There is an open space in the middle, which is used wisely by a group of aunts who have planted some vegetables. Next to the open space is the factory gate, and at the south end is an asbestos tile shed with many bicycles parked inside.

Under a building, I grabbed an old man and asked, "Master, could you please tell me the way? Where is Li Aijun's house?"

"Li Aijun?"

"That's the brother who repairs shoes." Li He hurriedly added.

The old man said, "I understand. Have you seen the coal pile? Just go to that door and go to the third floor. Go up and ask yourself."

Li He thanked him and went up to the third floor. There was a long corridor, which was relatively dark, just like a school dormitory. There were families living on both sides, and one family might be crowded into one room.

Every other house has a water room and kitchen.

Li He asked a girl who was doing laundry, "Excuse me, where is Li Aijun's home?"

The girl said nothing and pointed at the door at an angle.

Li He pushed it with his hand out of habit and found that the door was not closed.

He pushed the door open a crack and shouted inside, "Is this Brother Aijun's house? Is Brother Aijun at home?"

"Hey, hello, my brother is at home, who are you?" A girl greeted him at the door. She was slender and medium-sized, and spoke softly and softly, but she was very powerful.

Li He said, "Little sister, you don't recognize me anymore? You often bring food to your brother, and I'm sometimes at your brother's stall. Do you remember me?"

Li Xiaomei opened the door, faced the light from the window, and finally saw Li He clearly, "It's you, come in."

The room is not big, but there are a lot of things inside. A large bed and a bunk bed take up more than half of the area.

But the house is very clean and they seem to be a hard-working family.

"My brother is lying on the bed. He hasn't gotten up yet this morning. Maybe it rained yesterday." Li Xiaomei pointed to the lower bunk of the bunk bed.

Li He lifted the quilt covering Li Aijun's head. Seeing that Li Aijun didn't respond, he touched his forehead with his hand. It was very hot. "Your brother has a fever. He's not even conscious yet. Why don't you send him to the hospital?"

Li Xiaomei was startled, touched Li Aijun's forehead with her hand, and almost cried, "You had a good morning, and you were talking to me. She just said she wanted to sleep more. I'll call my parents back."

Li He said, "It's too late. Send it to the hospital now. Unlock the tricycle your brother is selling and put it downstairs. It's cold outside, and put a quilt on it. Why are you standing there in a daze? Go quickly?"

"Our parents are in charge of our family's money."

"I have money on me. Hurry up and find a car. Come on, don't waste time." Li He almost yelled.

Li Xiaomei said nothing, grabbed two quilts and a few woven bags, and went downstairs in a panic.

Li He picked up Li Aijun and found that he weighed almost nothing and had a face as thin and pale as a sharp knife.

The tricycle couldn't lie flat, so Li He could only lean Li Aijun on the back railing of the tricycle and said to Li Xiaomei, "Go up and sit down and help your brother."

"Ah, I see." Li Xiaomei got on the tricycle and did not forget to tell the old lady watching the fun next to her, "Aunt Wu, when my parents come back, you said we went to the hospital."

Li He was riding a tricycle, and Li Xiaomei was showing the way. In such a cold weather, he was still sweating when he arrived at the hospital.

After entering the hospital, the doctor didn't talk nonsense and asked Li He to carry Li Aijun into the ward.

Maybe the conditions were limited and there were no equipment for examination. The doctor directly took the temperature and started an intravenous drip.

Hearing that the doctor said it was nothing serious, Li He breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the wooden bench in the corridor, and lit a cigarette as a habit.

"Sorry, comrade, this is a hospital, smoking is not allowed."

Li He felt his bones melt when he heard Wu Nong's soft words. This girl's Mandarin was not so standard, and she always had some southern sibilance. And that sibilant sound is so friendly and soul-stirring.

Li He raised his head and saw a female nurse staring at the cigarette butt in her hand. Her awe-inspiring expression and gentle and charming smile reached a well-proportioned balance. She was covered by a knee-length nurse uniform. The whole body, but it can still be judged that this is a skeletal beauty with a light body.

Li He had to admit that this girl was really beautiful. The eyebrows, nose, and eyes are the same as others, but the matching is so coordinated. When you see that mouth, you can probably think of Zhong Liti. Probably no man can resist a woman with a mouth like that.

"Sorry, I forgot in the rush." ​​Li He hurriedly put out the cigarette butt and put it in his hand.

The little nurse put her hands in her pockets and turned around to leave. Li He looked away intently until that beautiful and outrageous figure disappeared into the corridor.

He knew it was embarrassing, but he couldn't control his brain's stress needs.