Aren't these two people best friends? Moreover, Xu Laidi always cheats Cheng Qiao for free food and drinks, and even develops to cheating money and watches. This makes everyone doubt Cheng Qiao's IQ.
But Cheng Qiao didn't behave like a fool last night, otherwise he wouldn't have exposed Xu Laidie's true face in front of so many villagers and asked the village chief to collect the debt.
Oh, I'd better not think about it. These educated youth from the city are all cunning and not good at work, but they are the best at doing bad things.
"Uncle Ye, I sprained my ankle. Do you have any medicine to treat it?"
When Ye Jun saw Cheng Qiao come in, he couldn't help but be stunned. This little girl was really weird. Other people would get tanned into charcoal after working in the fields for a few days, but she had been in the countryside for almost nine months, yet she was always as white and clean as if she had just arrived.
"Sit down, I'll check you out."
Cheng Qiao sat down quickly. Uncle Ye was a foreigner who was over fifty years old. His medical skills were actually very good, but no one knew why he came to such a poor mountain village.
I felt a pain in my ankle, and then a chill. It turned out that Uncle Ye had straightened my bones and applied a layer of liquid of unknown substance. My ankle felt much more comfortable.
"I'll give you two days of sick leave. It's still difficult for you to go out with your injury. But you're unlucky. The autumn harvest is coming the day after tomorrow. Unless you can't get up from the bed, you still have to go out."
"Thank you, Uncle Ye. I understand. We are here to build the countryside. We are bricks of the revolution. We will move wherever we are needed. I am not afraid of hardship or fatigue. I will definitely complete the autumn harvest mission well."
The village doctor looked at Cheng Qiao's serious expression and swallowed back the words of ridicule he wanted to say. Forget it, he decided not to discourage the little girl's enthusiasm, otherwise he wouldn't be able to cure her if she kept crying.
"Apply these medicines to the injured area before going to bed at night, and apply more when you get out of bed. They have the effect of relieving pain and reducing inflammation."
Ye Jun handed Cheng Qiao a packet of plaster. The plaster exuded a strong smell of Chinese medicine. It was obvious that it was freshly made. Cheng Qiao quickly took it with both hands.
"Thank you, Uncle Ye. How much do you want for these?"
"Give me a dime."
"ah… "
"Why, one cent is too much?"
"No, no, no, it's not too much. Thank you, Uncle Ye. You are so kind."
Cheng Qiao immediately understood what the village doctor meant. Yesterday's incident was too serious, and Uncle Ye was probably worried that he would run out of money. She felt warm in her heart.
In his previous life, Uncle Ye also tried his best to rescue her child who fell into the water, but the child had been in the water for too long, so Uncle Ye had no choice but to give up.
I took the medicine and slowly walked back to the educated youth site. Just as I was about to lie down for a while, I heard voices outside. I glanced at my watch and found that it was time for lunch.
It was Xu Laidi's turn to cook today, so Cheng Qiao leaned against her seat without moving, picked up a book of quotations and began to read, when she suddenly heard someone calling her:
"Cheng Qiao, why is there no soap? How can I wash my hands?"
Cheng Qiao's eyes flashed, he sneered, put on his shoes, limped out, leaned against the door, looked at the shouting male educated youth Chai Jianmin, with a disdainful sneer on his face.
"Cheng Qiao, please get me a piece of soap. My hands are too dirty and I can't wash them clean without soap."
"Chai Jianmin, do I owe you anything?"
Chai Jianmin was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that this fool had really changed? Then he looked at Cheng Qiao with a cold brow, his eyes as cold as autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
"It's just a piece of soap. What's the point of owing it to someone? This is how you treat your fellow revolutionary comrades."
"Yeah, it's just a bar of soap. Why can't you contribute it? We all came here to respond to the call to build the countryside. Why can you use my soap but we can't use yours?"
"You... Cheng Qiao, are you okay today?"
"I'm sick. Look, the village doctor has given me two days of sick leave."
Chai Jianmin was stunned again, not knowing what to say. Jiang Guangrong coughed and asked loudly, "Whose turn is it to cook today? Why haven't you cooked yet?"
Everyone looked at Xu Laidi who was standing at the door and watching the joke. Xu Laidi was startled and then he remembered that it was his turn to cook today. He couldn't help but curl his lips and muttered softly:
"Some people just come here to enjoy themselves. They have already rested for half a day and didn't even cook a meal. They are lazy to the bone. Do they want everyone to be late for work in the afternoon?"
"Yeah, I don't know who is so lazy. It's obviously your turn to cook, but you deliberately come back late. You just want me to help you cook. You're not pretty, but you have beautiful thoughts. You're so shameless that you can sharpen a knife."
"Puff"
Zhang Yuefang couldn't help laughing out loud. In the past, Cheng Qiao was very stupid and easy to bully, which made them feel sore eyesight. Now, Cheng Qiao has finally stood up.
"Oh, right, I went to get my prescription filled today and paid ten cents. I still have two days to go and I can't go to work. You have to compensate me for the two days' work. I calculated it and it's six cents a day, twelve for two days, plus ten cents, so you have to pay me ninety-four cents."
"Cheng Qiao, you are not obsessed with money, are you? Why do you want me to pay you?"
Xu Laidi was so angry that his fingers began to tremble. Not only did he lose a hundred yuan yesterday, but he would lose another hundred and twenty yuan after the autumn harvest. Now he still wanted money? He was dreaming.
"Just because you pushed me down twice, and just because I sprained my ankle."
Cheng Qiao stretched out his injured leg and said hatefully.
"I won't pay. I don't have any money."
"You don't want to compensate, right? Then you don't have to. I hope you won't regret it."
Cheng Qiao smiled. She really didn't want Xu Laidie to pay the money. Xu Laidie frowned, always feeling that there was malice in Cheng Qiao's smile.
"Xu Laidi, why don't you go cook? If you can't make it to work in the afternoon, I will report the truth to the village chief."
Jiang Guangrong pinched his temples with a headache. They were all a bunch of troublesome guys. It seemed that he would not be able to stay in this position for long at this age.
"Cheng Qiao, don't be so unreasonable. What's wrong with cooking an extra meal? You just sprained your leg, you're not going to die, why do you want money? Comrades should help each other."
Chai Jianmin finally came to his senses, annoyed at Cheng Qiao's ignorance, and spoke sarcastically.
"Chai Jianmin, according to what you said, I don't have to pay you for hurting you, right? I won't die anyway. Thank you for your advice, I'll remember it.
Also, if you are willing to help Xu Lai Di, then go and help her cook, don't drag me into this, Xu Lai Di still owes me 120 yuan, why don't you help her pay it back, comrades should help each other."
"You... you are really narrow-minded. Xu Laidi obviously cares about you. You didn't go back to the educated youth point so late yesterday, and she went to the wrong place to look for you, but you kept pestering her."