Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

"Dad, please wait a moment, I'm going to borrow money now." Yan Jiefang frowned and responded helplessly to the third uncle, then turned around and hurried to the workshop.

His mind was in a mess, and his mind was filled with images of his brother Yan Jiecheng lying in the hospital waiting for help. He didn't realize that the third uncle had just taken advantage of the situation and asked for a lot of money.

Back in the workshop, Yan Jiefang walked straight towards Master Zhou who was busy at work. Master Zhou was concentrating on playing with the tools in his hand, and the machines beside him were roaring.

"Master Zhou, Master Zhou!" Yan Jiefang shouted, raising his voice, trying to cover up the noisy machine.

Master Zhou raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw it was Yan Jiefang, he nodded slightly, but the work on his hands did not stop.

Yan Jiefang hurriedly stepped forward and said eagerly: "Master Zhou, I want to borrow a hundred yuan from you. It's urgent!"

But it was so noisy in the workshop that Master Zhou couldn't hear clearly what Yan Jiefang said. He only saw his mouth opening and closing. So Master Zhou put down his work and pulled Yan Jiefang aside for a while.

In a quieter place, I asked again seriously: "Jiefang, what did you just say? Louder, it's too noisy here."

Yan Jiefang took a deep breath and raised his voice and said: "Master Zhou, my brother Yan Jiecheng has a broken leg. He is now waiting for surgery in the hospital. My father said that the treatment will cost one hundred yuan, so I want to find him."

You can borrow some money for emergencies."

When Master Zhou heard this, his brows suddenly wrinkled. He stared at Yan Jiefang for a long time, and then said slowly: "Jiefang, it's not that the master doesn't want to lend you money, but I think you may have fallen in love with the three men in your family."

Damn it, uncle. How can you use a hundred yuan to treat a leg injury? I'm afraid there's something fishy about this matter."

Yan Jiefang disagreed. He shook his head firmly and said, "Master Zhou, what are you talking about? The third uncle is my father, how could he lie to me? My brother is in critical condition now. Wait.

Money saves lives, I have to collect enough money quickly to send it to you."

Master Zhou looked at Yan Jiefang's firm and unsuspecting face and knew that it was useless to persuade him at this time. He sighed helplessly and said: "Jiefang, since you trust your third uncle so much, then Master

I'll help you this time. But the master only has ten yuan on him right now, so you should take the emergency first." With that, Master Zhou took out the crumpled ten yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

Yan Jiefang.

Yan Jiefang took the money, and he was full of gratitude and said hurriedly: "Thank you, Master Zhou. You are really a big help. I will pay you back as soon as I pay my salary."

Afterwards, Yan Jiefang ran around the workshop and found several familiar workers. With an anxious look on his face, he told the workers over and over again that his brother was injured and needed money urgently. The workers looked at him.

Looking anxious, they all extended a helping hand one after another. Some took out five yuan, some took out eight yuan, and some took out more than ten yuan.

In this way, Yan Jiefang spent a lot of effort and finally collected enough one hundred yuan. He clutched the scattered money tightly and hurried to the factory gate.

The third uncle was pacing back and forth anxiously at the door. When he saw Yan Jiefang, his eyes suddenly lit up. Yan Jiefang stepped forward and handed the one hundred yuan to the third uncle. While handing it over, he asked with some worry

: "Dad, don't lie to me, right? Does this treatment really cost so much?"

When the third uncle heard this, he immediately straightened his back, patted his chest hard, and said loudly: "Liberation, what are you talking about! I am your father, how could I deceive you? Your brother is seriously injured.

It's serious, the doctor said, this hundred yuan may not be enough, and I'm still worried about whether I should borrow more."

After listening to the third uncle's words, Yan Jiefang's doubts dissipated a little. He looked at the third uncle and said: "Okay, Dad, you can quickly go to the hospital to pay the surgery fee for me. I have to go back to work now."

Well, after I finish my work, I will go to the hospital to see my brother."

The third uncle responded, happily took the money, got on his bicycle and rushed to the hospital.

This time I made eighty yuan at once, making up for all my previous losses. The smartest person in the world is none other than Yan Bugui.

The third uncle rode his bicycle hummingly, and rushed to the hospital in a hurry. As soon as he entered the ward, the third aunt rushed to greet him, staring at the money in the third uncle's hand, and asked eagerly: "

How's it going, old man? How much money did you get from Jiefang?"

The third uncle deliberately frowned, pretending to be sad and helpless, and sighed heavily and said: "Oh, forget it, it's too stingy to liberate this kid. I tried to persuade him, but he only gave me fifty yuan.

money,

When the third aunt heard this, her eyes widened and her face was full of disbelief: "What? Only fifty yuan? Why is this child like this? His brother is so injured, why don't you get more?"

The third uncle echoed from the side, shaking his head constantly and muttering: "That is to say, I expected him to chip in more, but that's all.

In fact, the third uncle was secretly proud of himself. He had secretly hidden the other fifty yuan and planned to keep it for himself to spend later. He had no intention of using it all to pay for Yan Jie's surgery.

After listening to the third aunt's complaint, although she felt a little guilty, she still pretended to be helpless on her face.

Later, he paid the medical bills

After paying the fee, the doctors and nurses immediately began to prepare Yan Jiecheng for the operation. The third uncle and the third aunt were waiting anxiously outside the operating room. Every minute and every second was extremely long for them. The third aunt kept waiting.

Pacing back and forth in the corridor, clasping hands together and mumbling

Praying eloquently: "God, please bless my family's surgery to go smoothly, but don't let anything go wrong." The third uncle was not idle either. He sat on the bench and stared at the surgery.

He stood up from time to time and stretched his neck to look inside, his face full of worry.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Finally, the door to the operating room opened and the doctor came out. Seeing this, the third uncle and the third aunt immediately surrounded him, their eyes full of nervousness and anticipation.

The doctor took off his mask and said in a calm tone: "The operation has been completed and it was relatively successful. However, this kind of injury is quite serious. Although we have tried our best, the effect cannot be completely guaranteed. Yan Jiecheng may appear again in the future.

In some situations, such as incomplete recovery of leg function, you may become disabled. Your family members must be mentally prepared, take good care of the patient after surgery, and perform rehabilitation training according to the doctor's instructions, which may increase the possibility of recovery."

Just as the third uncle and the third aunt were immersed in the bad news that Yan Jiecheng might be disabled, Yan Jiecheng's weak voice came from the ward. He slowly woke up and his consciousness was still a little blurry, but when he learned from his parents that although the operation was successful,

After finding out that he might be disabled, his eyes suddenly widened, filled with anger and despair.

"Xu Damao, and that Wang Weidong, are nothing!" Yan Jiecheng cursed through gritted teeth, his voice trembling with excitement, "If Xu Damao hadn't attacked me indiscriminately, how could I be like this? And Wang Weidong, Zhan

I bully people because I have a good relationship with the police station. My leg is broken and they have to take responsibility!"

The third uncle was originally worried about his son's injury. When he heard Yan Jiecheng's words, he suddenly remembered the doubts that had been lingering in his mind before. He frowned, stared at Yan Jiecheng and asked: "Jiecheng, please don't be here first.

There's so much swearing here. Please tell me clearly why you want to go to that small courtyard? It's not our land, so what are you going to do?"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he suddenly became nervous. How dare he tell that Zhong Yuemin asked him to use antiques to frame Wang Weidong? If he told it, he would be in trouble. Not only would he have to

If you can't eat and walk around, more people may be implicated.

"Dad, it's just... it's just a misunderstanding." Yan Jiecheng's eyes dodge, not daring to look directly into the third uncle's eyes, and stammered, "I just wanted to pick up the clothes that fell in, but who knew it would end up like this?

Already."

The third uncle knew as soon as he heard that he was not telling the truth. He opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly: "Are you still lying to me? Do you think I am a fool? How can I make such a fuss just by picking up some clothes? Don't stop here

You are fooling around here, if you let me know what shameful thing you have done, I will break your other leg!"

Yan Jiecheng was so frightened that he shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything anymore. In his heart, he was thinking about how to solve this matter. At the same time, his hatred for Xu Damao and Wang Weidong deepened.

Yan Jiecheng lay in the hospital for two days. Although the pain on his leg was still obvious, his condition was somewhat stable after the operation. But in the third uncle's heart, it felt like a cat was scratching him, watching.

The medical bills that kept increasing every day made me feel heartbroken.

On this day, the third uncle stood beside the hospital bed and looked at Yan Jiecheng. After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but said: "Jiecheng, I think you have almost recovered. How about we leave the hospital and go home to recuperate?"

.The expenses in this hospital are really too great, and we can’t afford to go through such trouble.”

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face, and then a burst of anger emerged. He pointed at the third uncle and angrily shouted: "Dad, you are so stingy.

Yes! My leg is still injured. The doctor said that I should be carefully observed and treated here. Just to save some money, you want me to be discharged from the hospital? What if I have some root cause of disease in my leg? "

The third uncle was scolded by Yan Jiecheng, and he lost his face. He blushed, raised his voice and retorted: "Humph, I'm stingy? Why don't you look at how this money is spent? If you hadn't broken into

With so many things going on, messing around with Xu Damao, you can break your leg? Do I need to spend so much money here? It's good for you, now you're blaming me."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he was trembling with anger: "Dad, what are you talking about? Can you blame me for that? It's not like you don't know how hard Xu Damao attacks. I've been like this, and you're still here

We are worried about money here, do you still act like a father?"

The third uncle was not to be outdone: "I don't look like a father? I've almost lost all the money I've worked hard to save because of this. I still have to go out and lend you money to treat your injuries. It's better for you to just lie here."

You still think I’m stingy.”

Although Yan Jiecheng was full of resentment towards the third uncle for asking him to be discharged from the hospital, he still had to complete the task assigned by Zhong Yuemin. If he missed something because he was delayed in the hospital for a long time, there might be even bigger troubles waiting for him later.

As for himself. So, he gritted his teeth and could only reluctantly agree.

Seeing this, the third uncle hurriedly went through the discharge procedures, and then supported Yan Jiecheng and walked home slowly step by step. Yan Jiecheng's leg injury was not healed, so he could only use crutches, and he had to be careful every step he took. It looked like

Both embarrassed and pitiful.

When they finally returned to the compound and just entered the courtyard, Xu Damao was about to go out. Xu Damao saw Yan Jiecheng on crutches at a glance. He was stunned for a moment, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, isn't this Yan Jiecheng? What's wrong? Are you discharged from the hospital? I thought you had to stay in the hospital for a year and a half." Xu Damao crossed his arms and walked over slowly, looking Yan Jiecheng up and down as he walked.

His eyes were full of sneers, "Look at how he looks on crutches, he's really embarrassed, hahaha."

When Yan Jiecheng heard Xu Damao's words, his face turned red with anger. He glared at Xu Damao fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "Xu Damao, don't add insult to injury here. What are you proud of? If it weren't for you, how could I be like this?"

Xu Damao disagreed, shrugged and said: "Hey, how can you blame me? You obviously brought it on yourself, and you still want to break into the courtyard to bully Guan Tingting. I am acting bravely, so don't confuse right and wrong.

.”

Yan Jiecheng wanted to argue a few more words, but the third uncle pulled his arm and whispered: "Jie Cheng, don't be like him, let's go home first." Yan Jiecheng had no choice but to glare hard.

Xu Damao glanced at him.

Xu Damao is very proud now.

Guan Tingting told Wang Weidong about Yan Jiecheng's trouble, and Wang Weidong praised him. He might be promoted soon.

Humming a little tune, Xu Damao left the courtyard with small steps.

With the help of the third uncle, Yan Jiecheng limped back home. Forget about the depression in his heart. He originally wanted to be discharged from the hospital quickly so that he could complete the tasks assigned by Zhong Yuemin, but now his leg is so injured that he can't stop walking.

It was difficult to get around, so I had to stay at home all day, unable to do anything.

He sat on a chair in the room, looking at his leg in plaster and bandage, feeling helpless. Every time he moved, the pain in his leg reminded him that he wanted to go out to do errands in this situation.

, that is simply a fantasy.

Yan Jiecheng knew that the task assigned by Zhong Yuemin could not be delayed. That guy was not easy to mess with. If he failed to complete the task, there might be serious consequences waiting for him. But now he looks like this, let alone doing things.

.

"Damn Xu Damao, I will never let you go."