Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

When Wang Xuekun heard that he could not work for three months, he immediately became anxious: "What, can't work for three months? There is still a lot of work in the field, go back and grow radishes."

Wang Xuekun is restless.

He basically takes care of the work in the field, and Zhu Lamei is mainly a helper.

Lidong is two days away, and Wang Xuekun grows white radishes around Lidong every year.

Zhu Lamei said with a sad face: "Yes, the cabbage and celery in the field have come out, and the pillars of the family have fallen. Isn't this just a waste of time?"

She looked at Wang Xuekun and said flatteringly, "Father, why don't we cure him after we plant radishes and cabbages?"

Ling Yue's face was calm.

Zhu Lamei was originally a selfish person.

Not to mention just the crops in the field, if Wang Xuekun hadn't been in too much pain, she wouldn't have brought him to see a doctor.

The doctor laughed at her words.

"Your family is really interesting. Is your man's body or the crops in the field more important?"

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Lamei said, "It must be the crops in the field that are important! We rural people live by pointing to the three melons and two dates in the field all year round. If even a labor force falls down, the work in the field will not be enough. Is it all about me?"

Ling Yue sighed silently.

She didn't want to see Zhu Lamei's ugly face again, so she quickly changed the topic and asked the doctor: "Doctor, how much does my father need to operate in this case?"

"It's hard to say, but according to our past experience, at least 500 yuan is needed."

After hearing this number, Zhu Lamei raised her voice immediately: "What, 500 yuan!"

She cried and shouted, "God, where can I borrow this 500 yuan!"

Wang Xuekun's expression was gloomy. He was not influenced by Zhu Lamei, but asked, "Doctor, how long will it take for conservative treatment?"

"Taking medicine may not be able to completely eradicate the root cause. Our suggestion is still surgery. Don't worry, this surgery is not risky. Our hospital does at least seventy or eighty cases every year, and they recover very well. If they are well adjusted, they will be cured in about half a year. Back to normal."

After the doctor finished speaking, he said to Ling Yue: "Your family members think about whether to have surgery or conservative treatment."

"Let's treat conservatively."

"Surgery."

The voices of Wang Xuekun and Ling Yue sounded at the same time, and Ling Yue looked at him: "Dad, you listen to me, you are still in good health, and this is just a minor operation, so it's better to have the operation sooner."

"Xiaoyue, our family has such a condition. We really can't afford the 500 yuan." Wang Xuekun smiled helplessly, "I think it's better to treat conservatively and save two dollars for the family. .”

Ling Yue disagreed.

"Dad, just listen to me. Even if Wang Zhaoyang is here, he will still persuade you to have an operation."

Speaking of Wang Zhaoyang, Wang Xuekun asked: "By the way, Xiaoyue, how did I hear that Wang Zhaoyang quit his job?"

"It's not that I quit," Ling Yue said, "He's staying on without pay."

"I'll explain this matter to you later, you'd better have an operation."

While the two were talking, Wang Zhaoyang suddenly ran in from the outside.

"Xiaoyue, I finally found you."

Wang Zhaoyang said out of breath, "When I saw Ji Zhongqiu coming back, I rushed over immediately."

But it was still a step too late. He didn't expect Ling Yue to take Wang Xuekun to the hospital to see a doctor when he returned home.

"Well, what did the doctor say?"

"You came just in time, please help persuade Dad." Ling Yue said: "The doctor said it was bone hyperplasia, and I was trying to persuade Dad to have an operation, but he didn't want to do it to save money."

Wang Zhaoyang didn't even look at Wang Xuekun, and grabbed the doctor's hand: "Doctor, no matter how much it costs, please do the surgery for my dad."

Zhu Lamei quit and shouted: "Wang Zhaoyang, you are crazy! How can we get any money!"

As she said that, she burst into tears, "The doctor just said that it will cost 500 yuan! Where can I get this 500 yuan!"

Wang Xuekun also took the opportunity to say: "Zhaoyang, your mother is right, our family is poor, what can we do with this wronged money, we might as well save it for your brother to marry a wife."

Zhu Lamei nodded hastily: "Yes, it's better to spend 500 yuan to marry your brother a wife."

Ling Yue sneered.

Zhu Lamei feels sorry for Qian and doesn't want to operate on Wang Xuekun, she can understand.

After all, Zhu Lamei has always attached great importance to money, but if the money was spent on Wang Zhaoxing, she would not even blink her eyes.

Over the years, gossip has always reached her ears.

Wang Zhaoxing likes to gamble, he doesn't know how much he lost, and Zhu Lamei secretly paid back behind Wang Xuekun's back.

Wang Zhaoyang said displeasedly: "Mom, in our father's situation, I will operate on him even if I sell everything."

Zhu Lamei gasped: "You are all crazy. Your father can eat, sleep, run, and dance. What are you doing with this waste of money! Boss, just listen to your mother, we won't do this operation."

Ling Yue rolled her eyes: "Doctor, please issue a hospital certificate, and I'll pay the money right away."

What are you talking about so much nonsense!
With Zhu Lamei's personality, even if Wang Zhaoyang persuaded her until tomorrow, he might not be able to persuade her.

Wang Xuekun felt sorry for Qian, so he didn't listen to persuasion at all.

For the elderly, the most effective way is to cut first and play later.

Or just bypass them.

Wang Xuekun said quickly: "Xiaoyue, I'm fine, it's just been in pain for two days, just take some painkillers and I'll be fine."

Doctors have seen this kind of thing a lot, and asked them: "Why don't you make a decision after discussing it?"

Wang Zhaoyang came to his senses, and quickly said: "We have discussed it, doctor, please issue a certificate."

"Then I'm really open."

The doctor picked up the brush and prepared the certificate of hospitalization: "You take this form and go to the fifth floor of the inpatient department to find a nurse to arrange a bed, and then go to the payment hall of the inpatient department to pay the bill."

Ling Yue took the certificate and said to Wang Zhaoyang, "Let's go, take Dad to the inpatient department."

Wang Xuekun said: "Xiaoyue, don't be impulsive, I can bear it..."

"Dad, toothache can kill half a person, not to mention bone hyperplasia? Now it's not like before, we have to believe in science and hospitals."

"But……"

"Don't worry about the money." Ling Yue patted the bag on her body, "I have it here."

The bag she was carrying was still the one she used when she was selling fruit. In the past, Ling Xiaoyue used to carry this bag when visiting relatives during festivals.

When she came, the bag was not thrown away, it could still be used after wiping it clean.

Ugly is ugly, but it has a large capacity and can hold a lot of things.

She carried it to Zhushi and Shenzhen, and it was quite easy to use, so she never changed it.

Wang Xuekun wanted to say something, but Wang Zhaoyang took his hand and said, "Dad, there is no need to say anything, let's go over."

Until Wang Xuekun put on the hospital gown and was on the hospital bed, he still seemed to be dreaming.

"What do you spend the money on in a good way, you have the money to make it."

"Dad, what do you want to eat tomorrow, I'll make it for you."

"The doctor said just now, let me eat lightly for the next two days, you can buy it."

"How can that be done!" Zhu Lamei disagreed, "You can believe whatever the doctor says, why are you so brainless!"

She put on a smiling face and said to Ling Yue: "Xiaoyue, I heard that you can make up for yourself with what you eat, why don't you make some bone soup tomorrow so that your dad can make up for it."

Ling Yue turned a deaf ear: "Dad, since the doctor said so, let me make you some tofu."

Zhu Lamei's face changed: "Ling Xiaoyue, can't you hear what I said!"

"Okay, what are you calling, this is in the hospital!" Wang Xuekun said dissatisfiedly, and then changed his expression and said to Ling Yue: "Xiaoyue, I like tofu, remember to put more chili."

"That can't be done." Ling Yue shook his head, "But I can put more peppers in your dishes tonight. Tomorrow, your dishes will definitely not have any taste."

Seeing Wang Xuekun's aggrieved face, Wang Zhaoyang smiled and said: "Dad, the doctor just said that your recent meals should be as light as possible with less oil and salt, and you should not eat hair and irritating things. "

"So, things like chili, ginger, garlic, eggs, etc., you can't eat these days."

Wang Xuekun: ...

You can't eat this, you can't eat that, why do you torture yourself like this with bone hyperplasia?