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Do I admit that I can¡¯t see it right? Why don't either of them believe me, not even my mother.
¡°If it were me, I wouldn¡¯t believe it either.¡±
Why?
Yunqiao was speechless.
The merit book said the accumulation was too slow and told her to hurry up.
Is it wrong for her to reveal her ability to read and find more "business"?
"That's right, but you act too deliberately, and you seem completely careless. Who would believe it?"
Hey~! Why are you talking? Why am I so careless?
Yunqiao waited for a long time, and the answer she received was a silence.
Knowing that Yang Man would not speak again, he rolled his eyes angrily and returned to the discussion room.
After sitting down, I suddenly remembered Yang Mao¡¯s words and reached out to knock on the compass.
"What are you doing?"
Poor tone, bad attitude, bad review.
"If you have something to say, don't disturb me if nothing happens."
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
What a bad temper!
¡°Nothing, I just wanted to ask you how is the war situation in southern Xinjiang?
Yang Mao said at that time that the war situation was tense, and she was really worried.
I thought I could get some information, but I didn¡¯t expect¡ª¡ª
"I'm not clairvoyant, I know everything. Don't call me, I'm busy."
busy? What are you busy with?
After waiting for a long time, there was no response. Yun Qiao lay on the table speechlessly.
It¡¯s difficult when information is underdeveloped. If you want to know about southern Xinjiang issues, unless you go there yourself, everything you hear will be fragmented.
Believe it or not, it is irrational.
I don¡¯t believe it, but I can¡¯t help but think about it.
It¡¯s so difficult.
In the end, there was really nothing I could do, so I took out the pen and paper and wrote a reply to Xuanyuan Ye.
She had only thought about writing the letter from Manager Wang before the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was estimated that after people received the letter, they would complain about her double standard.
Thinking of this, it diluted some of the worries about the war in southern Xinjiang.
Grind the ink and write.
??From before the Mid-Autumn Festival to recently, I talked about everything, no matter how big or small.
As for her and the merit book, she has some reservations.
They say women have secrets, I guess this is her big secret.
I wrote a full six pages, and at the end I didn¡¯t forget to mention the matter of asking the military doctor to treat Zhang Youliang¡¯s leprous.
She believed that Zhang Youliang¡¯s illness could be cured. The reason why their family couldn¡¯t be cured was because of money.
Write everything down, dry the ink, and put it in an envelope.
Perhaps because of writing the letter, the initial worries have subsided a lot.
Put the things and let the letter and the book stand together, so that the operation room is gone.
There are many people over there, and it is better to chat with everyone than to be alone.
On the first day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone resumed work and was busy as before.
Yunqiao was too embarrassed to stand and not work, so she helped clean the jars and wash things.
Time flies by.
During the break between the two shifts, many people asked Yunqiao when she would set up the table at home.
Faced with this question, Yun Qiao shrugged and answered honestly:
"I won't think about this idea for the time being. My mother has just woken up and is not recovering from her illness. She will definitely not set the table recently."
Everyone expressed their understanding after hearing this, and no one asked any more questions.
Zhang Qingnian¡¯s wife took her class with her, and after a few words, they started working.
She walked over by herself, took a cloth bag, and said:
"Sister, this is the money we earned during the night vigil. I collected it with Liu Zhuzhu's wife. We have always decided not to give up the three copper plates from the workshop, and only keep the two copper plates given by the village. They are all here, you count them number."
Yun Qiao was surprised when he heard this. Zhao Chuan happened to come over. He understood what was going on when he looked at the cloth bag. He nodded and said:
"Yes, boss, there is nothing wrong with this money in the village, but we can't let the workshop give it out, let alone you. It's all collected, you can order it."
Yun Qiao smiled and looked at the cloth bag, stretched out his hand to take it, and said:
"Since everyone thinks so, I won't be polite. The new workshop has already been built. When the time comes, Zhang Qingyun will go there to take care of things, and Qingnian's sister-in-law will not move. We need manpower, so everyone can provide it."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Chuan and said softly:
"Tell brother Zhuzi to ask sister-in-law to go to the new workshop."
Zhao Chuan said "Hey" and hurriedly compiled the compiled list.?To Yunqiao.
When Zhang Qingnian¡¯s family went back to work, Yun Qiao looked at the list and was a little confused.
The words are just sloppy, and some of them are actually pictures.
It¡¯s not hard to guess, it¡¯s quite novel.
He didn¡¯t speak for a long time, which actually made Zhao Chuan embarrassed.
He scratched his head and asked awkwardly:
"My boss, don't you understand? How about let me tell you?"
Yun Qiao shook her head and said with a smile:
"I understand, you are quite smart."
He carefully put the paper away, then looked at the big guy and said:
"When my mother is well and Sister Wanrou comes over, I will show it to everyone."
"A boss who is not in a hurry will be able to do it anytime."
¡°Yes, boss, we have been waiting for so many years, it¡¯s just a few days.¡±
"Yes, yes"
""
When the two shifts were handed over, Zhang Qingnian¡¯s wife told everyone what she found at the door of her house.
People who were originally skeptical about Yunqiao now have the attitude of giving it a try.
Anyway, I don¡¯t know when the Feng Shui master will be found, so I might as well let Yun Qiao help me take a look.
¡° If that doesn¡¯t work, wait for the Feng Shui master to come and ask him to take a quick look
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In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed and the lintel of the house has been changed.
Geng¡¯s illness has been mostly cured.
Yun Qiao thinks it¡¯s because of changing the lintel. When the door is wider and the heart is open, the illness will naturally be cured.
I specially asked Dr. Li to come over and take a look. After checking his pulse, Mr. Li breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Don't worry, your mother is fine. You still have to take the medicine, but you don't need to take the ginseng."
Hearing this, Yun Qiao smiled and said:
"Thank you, Uncle Li. I've troubled you a lot these days. How about I go to Deji Hall to get this medicine?"
"No, I'll have it right there. I'll prepare it for you in a moment. Come and get it."
"Okay, then I won't be polite to Uncle Li." Yun Qiao really didn't want to be polite anymore.
With a "please" gesture, Mr. Li was sent out of the room.
Little Leaf wandered to Yunqiao. Li Langzhong looked at the dog, sighed softly, and said:
"If it weren't for it, I still wouldn't know what was going on at home. Having said that, I really want to thank you. Cuilian's marriage is settled."
"So fast?" Yun Qiao was surprised.
Langzhong Li smiled and nodded, and said with a happy face:
"It won't be soon. How old is she this year? Waiting another year will be a delay. You are already engaged, and she is older than you."
"Then where did you book? Is it far from our village?" Yun Qiao was convinced and asked hurriedly.
Langzhong Li also wanted to share the good news with others, so he answered without any concealment:
"Not far away, there is Zhou Geda's old brother in Fengjia Village. He is nineteen years old and is about the same age as her."
Yunqiao didn¡¯t know Zhou Gida, but Fengjia Village knew that it was indeed not far away.
"That's great. Uncle Li, congratulations in advance. I'll add makeup to Sister Cuilian on the day."
"Okay, okay, thank you very much." Mr. Li couldn't help but nodded, waved, and went home.
Yun Qiao watched him leave and returned to the house after they left.
Mrs. Geng just lay on the kang, saying "Oh" incessantly.
Yun Qiao was dumbfounded. When Mr. Li was here just now, her mother was fine. What happened?
After a few steps, he came to the kang, looked at his mother who kept moaning, and asked:
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Geng didn¡¯t say anything, and pointed at his heart (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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