He felt the pain in his balls, and as soon as a shrill howl left his mouth, Luo Jiuxuan reached out and gently covered his mouth.
bend down,
Luo Xuan leaned into his ear and whispered, "This classmate, why don't you pay attention to civility and courtesy when you speak? Especially a lower-grade classmate like you, when talking to senior seniors, you must be polite.
Be more polite, right?”
The incident on the playground had already attracted the attention of the students who were hiding under the shade of the trees and playing marbles.
Two of the students are Qiu Xiaogang's class president and deputy monitor.
Seeing that their classmates are being bullied, as class cadres, they naturally have no reason to stand idly by.
In addition, both of them are the children of cadres working in public institutions with real power in Hongxing Township, so there is certainly no reason to be afraid of Luo Xuan.
see the situation,
The two stopped playing marbles and walked quickly towards Luo Xuan.
"Geng Shitou, is this person bullying you?"
One of the class leaders asked Geng Shitou, who was bending over and unable to scream in pain, "Don't be afraid, just say it! We will make the decision for you."
Luo Xuan stood up slowly, "Qiu Xiaogang was also in your class just now. When you were bullied by others, where did you go?"
"You?! You're Luo... Luo Xuan from Class 52, right? Please speak in a civilized manner."
Another class leader asked Luo Xuan, "Why do you want to bully the classmates in our class?"
Luo Xuan originally wanted to question them: Now Qiu Xiaogang's mouth and nose are bleeding, his left arm is dislocated, and his pants are torn into strips.
Since you all regard yourself as enthusiastic class cadres, why don't you help Qiu Xiaogang solve his difficulties and send him to the clinic for treatment?
But after thinking about it, Luo Xuan felt that it was really boring to reason with these little brats.
So Luo Xuan stretched out his hand, clamped the acupuncture points on the back of Geng Shitou's neck, and ordered him in a deep voice: "Put Qiu Xiaogang on your back and follow me."
Geng Shitou, who was originally in pain, now has his cervical vertebrae pinched like this by Luo Xuan!
Suddenly, I felt like my whole body was being electrified by electricity.
Geng Shitou, who was shocked in his heart, nodded involuntarily, and when Luo Xuan let go of his hand, Geng Shitou quickly bent down and reached out to help Qiu Xiaogang up.
He saw the two class cadres from Class 42 standing aside and staring at him.
Luo Xuan gave them a cold look in return, "Look at how enthusiastic our classmate Geng Shitou is! He actively helped the injured classmates and took the initiative to take them to the clinic for bandages.
You who are supposed to lead by example and be willing to make sacrifices, seeing this touching scene, don't you... feel ashamed?"
When the two and a half young men heard this, they were immediately petrified!
What the hell, where is this...where is this going?
Luo Xuan's body has the aura of a ruffian who is not stingy, as well as the majestic and stable temperament cultivated by the living environment of later generations and the influence of experience.
The other party is just two teenagers living in a very simple social environment. How can they stand up to being criticized by Luo Xuan in such a loose and tight manner?
Leaving the two boys standing dumbly on the spot, Luo Xuan reached out to support Qiu Xiaogang and walked towards the school gate.
Arrive at the school gate.
Luo Xuan reached out and pulled, and the three of them turned into the gate of Nanhua Palace Taoist Temple.
Most people who practice Taoism know some medical techniques: such as bruises, massage, acupuncture and scraping.
Whoever said that Huayang Old Taoist could not do this, Luo Xuan would definitely not believe it.
as expected,
After Geng Shitou carried Qiu Xiaogang into the main hall, Luo Xuan and he carefully placed Qiu Xiaogang on the futon.
The Shuihuo Taoist in the Taoist temple had already run to the back hall and invited the Huayang Taoist to come out.
When Old Taoist Huayang found out the whole story, he smiled slightly and said, "It's just a small matter, it doesn't matter."
Say it,
I saw him reaching out and grabbing Qiu Xiaogang's wrist, pulling and pushing, and everyone only heard a "click".
Qiu Xiaogang's dislocated arm immediately returned to its original position and became as flexible as ever.
"What about his nosebleed?"
Luo Xuan pointed at the faint blood red color on Qiu Xiaogang's face that was mixed with tears, snot, and saliva, and asked Master Huayang, "Can you stop his bleeding?"
Old Taoist Huayang stretched out his hand to open Qiu Xiaogang's lips, took a look, and then shook his head, "It's just a scratch on the skin, no need for treatment."
When Luo Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart: You said you don't want treatment, so why not?
If there is no problem, you will have to fix some problems for me!
If not, where can I go to win over people's hearts?
It's just that the old Taoist Huayang has spoken, and Luo Xuan doesn't want to force himself. Giving kindness to others needs to seem natural.
Without any choice,
Luo Xuan had no choice but to say, "It's better to go to the clinic and let the doctor take a good look at it. Spend the money you need, so you can feel more at ease."
After thanking Huayang Taoist for his help, Luo Xuan ordered Geng Shitou to carry Qiu Xiaogang on his back again, walked out of the school gate, and went straight to the clinic.
The sun is scorching, and the sun is like fire.
Geng Shitou, who was frightened and frightened, was already panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely.
At this time, his legs could not help but begin to tremble as he walked, and it seemed that he could no longer support himself.
But when he glanced at Luo Xuan's expressionless face, Geng Shitou still didn't dare to ask for mercy.
Fortunately, the street clinic in Hongxing Township was not far from the school gate. Geng Shitou carried Qiu Xiaogang on his back and rushed to the clinic without walking for a while.
Huayang Lao Taoist said that Qiu Xiaogang's injury was nothing, but sure enough, the three-knife doctor in the clinic just looked at Qiu Xiaogang's injury casually.
Then he waved his hands and prepared to drive these three and a half boys out of the door.
However, in the end, under Luo Xuan's strong request, the three-knife doctor had no choice but to take out a bottle of red potion, wipe it on Qiu Xiaogang's knees and wrists, and forget about it.
Doctors during this period paid great attention to medical ethics and practices, and they definitely did not have the habit of conducting random examinations and prescribing medicines.
First of all, he knows that everyone is poor, so he will try his best to reduce the burden of the patients.
Secondly, whether the efficiency of the unit is good or not has nothing to do with the doctor's food quota and salary level.
Therefore, he has neither the motivation nor the need to deliberately increase the financial burden on patients.
The red liquid applied this time cost Luo Xuan 1 dime and 2 cents, and the cotton swabs were free.
Apart from this, there are no other working hours, labor fees or miscellaneous expenses.
For a total of 1 dime and 2 cents, the problem was solved.
Seeing Luo Xuan pay the money, Geng Shitou rubbed his hands guiltily: "Luo, Luo Xuan, I only have 5 cents with me today. Tomorrow, I will give you the remaining 7 cents."
,OK?"
As the initiator of Qiu Xiaogang's injury today, Geng Shitou must bear at least half of the responsibility.
So it makes sense that all the medical expenses this time will be borne by him.
only...
Luo Xuan turned against his winter-like cold attitude towards Geng Shitou just now, and waved his hand generously, "I will pay for this money, you don't have to worry about it."
Geng Shitou wanted to say something more, but Luo Xuan's eyes widened, "Stop being so verbose! Just put him on your back and follow me."
Still leaving?
Just now, Taoist priest Huayang of Nanhua Palace and the doctor in the clinic said that there was nothing wrong with Qiu Xiaogang.
He can walk by himself, so why carry him?
And, where are you planning to go?
But Geng Shitou was already frightened by Luo Xuan.
In addition, he was afraid that Luo Xuan would regret it and ask himself to pay the 1.2 cents for medical expenses... That was almost a week's pocket money for him!
Look at Luo Xuan's fist...
Mainly because of the 1 and 2 cents, Geng Shitou had no choice but to bite the bullet, pick up Qiu Xiaogang on his back and leave.
"Brother Luo Xuan, I, I don't have any money to give you."
Qiu Xiaogang, who was lying on Geng Shitou, was so ashamed that his face was red and he didn't dare to raise his head. "How about I dig Houttuynia cordata, peel off the cork bark and sell it later, and then I can give it to you after I save enough money?"
Luo Xuan glanced at him lightly, but said nothing.
The principle of promoting love and fighting against rice may be very inappropriate when applied to Qiu Xiaogang.
The total amount is just a few cents.
Qiu Xiaogang's refusal to pay back the money is another matter, but he should have an attitude after all.
As for whether you accept it or not at that time, that is your own business.
Under the leadership of Luo Xuan, Geng Shitou carried Qiu Xiaogang on his back and headed straight to the sewing club's store under the scorching sun.
Entered the store,
Luo Xuan asked the seamstress standing at the door, "Excuse me, can you give me a pair of pants that someone else has made for you in case of emergency? Don't worry, I'll give you the cloth stamps for the lining.
, and the labor cost.”
Since the planned economy is implemented, purchasing fabrics involves cloth tickets and other things.
Therefore, during this period, the sewing service stores of supply and marketing cooperatives do not sell finished clothes.
Now Qiu Xiaogang's pants are so rotten that he can't go out to meet people.
If he were a few years younger and ran around naked, that would be fine.
But now Qiu Xiaogang is still a young man in his early tenth year and a half, and he has already begun to feel ashamed.
If you let him run home naked like this again, I'm afraid he will be so ashamed that he won't be able to recover for several years!
Luo Xuan was going to take him to the sewing club to see if he could ask these tailors to mend Qiu Xiaogang's trousers.
But on the way here, Luo Xuan gave up the idea after looking at his pants.
So Luo Xuan changed his mind and planned to buy a new pair of pants for Qiu Xiaogang.
Because Qiu Xiaogang was originally wearing those pants, and it seemed that they had been worn for a long time, and the fabric had been worn too thin.
Luo Xuan estimated that he could tear the pants, which were as light and thin as a piece of homework paper, into pieces with just a few tugs with two fingers.
With pants like this, I'm afraid even the Seven Fairies would shake their heads and sigh.
When the people in the sewing club heard Luo Xuan's question, one of the gay male employees said, "Others have made it. There must be some pants here. It's just that someone else came to make them in advance."
How can I transfer it to you?"
Luo Xuan smiled and said softly to him: "The situation is special, so please help me. Leader, you see, I will pay your unit for issuing tickets and processing fees, so you won't lose anything, right?
?”
When the male employee heard this, his face turned slightly red, "Comrade, please don't yell, I'm not a leader. It's just that our unit has rules and regulations on what you're talking about, so there's really nothing we can do to help."
you."
The sewing service stores of supply and marketing cooperatives have very low work efficiency.
Generally speaking,
If those commune members from the countryside are here to make a piece of clothing or pants.
You have to go to a market and pay the fabric and processing fees to a sewing service company.
The members can only get the finished clothes when they go to the next market.
Calculated this way, it means that it takes a full seven days for a sewing service company to make a pair of pants or a piece of clothing!
In fact, it only takes half a day for them to actually make a pair of pants.
It's just that these gentlemen don't work overtime or are in a hurry. They just do it for you slowly and leisurely.
Two days ago was the last market day in Hongxing Township.
That is to say,
Now in the sewing club, it takes at least four days for customers to come and pick up the trousers that have been made.
Therefore, Luo Xuan asked them to appropriate it for him. This request was actually not too much.
However, according to their usual practice, even Luo Xuan would go to the textile store of the supply and marketing cooperative and buy fabrics.
It will take a week to get the pants.
It's clear that they can do things well in half a day, but he just wants to write you a note saying "pick it up in a week".
Qiu Xiaogang, who is now naked and unable to go out to meet people, is waiting for these pants to cover up his ugly appearance.
However, these employees in the sewing club just set the terms for Luo Xuan strictly. No matter how Luo Xuan begged, they just refused to be accommodating.
If they have this attitude towards everyone and this behavior towards everyone, then Luo Xuan has nothing to say.
But anyone with a discerning eye knows: Don’t ask those officials from the township office to come over, even if it’s Fatty Gu who comes to show up.
There will definitely be no problem with this matter.
After Luo Xuan pulled Qiu Xiaogang's pants to show them, and explained his actual situation clearly to the men of the sewing club.
The female cadre who came forward to talk to Luo Xuan last time finally agreed to Luo Xuan's request and first moved the pants that other customers had stored in the sewing club for Qiu Xiaogang to put on.
Luo Xuan took out the cloth tickets and money, and after completing all the price differences and procedures, he took Qiu Xiaogang to school.
Along the way, Luo Xuan couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: After all, he was the one who spoke softly...
If you have money and power, you don't mean to use it to bully anyone.
As long as I have that thing by my side, no matter where I go from now on, no one else will be willing to be accommodating because of this little thing.
Luo Xuan sighed there, while Qiu Xiaogang was filled with joy.
The pants I just bought are a bit too big, and they look ill-fitting on the skinny Qiu Xiaogang.
But that's okay.
It is too common for clothes to not fit properly.
The production team members were short on cloth tickets. Throughout the countryside, the clothes worn by children were either too big or too small.
Among the ten children, I couldn't find one whose clothes fit me perfectly.
It can be seen that Qiu Xiaogang likes these new pants very much.
I saw him touching here and there and squeezing there along the way, "Brother Luo Xuan, these pants...can I borrow them from you?"
Qiu Xiaogang asked Luo Xuan cautiously, "Then when should I return these pants to you?"
The reason why he asked this question was because Qiu Xiaogang knew: How could anyone in the world be willing to give him a pair of brand new pants?
That's really against common sense.
Such a new pair of trousers is really too expensive, how could anyone be willing to give it away?
