Looking at the foot-washing water that had already been poured in front of him, Lin Yang stood up helplessly and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me!" Yi Zhonghai's voice came from outside: "Yangzi, come out and we're having a hospital-wide meeting!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yang remembered that Yi Zhonghai had mentioned to him that there would be a hospital-wide meeting at 8 p.m.
However, at the time, he thought that he had already criticized Jia Zhangshi, and Yan Fugui had also said that he would not donate money, so Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi were too embarrassed to hold another meeting.
I never expected these two to be so shameless, still thinking about holding a meeting.
Unfortunately, every major meeting is held in the central courtyard right outside my own door. Even if I don't go out for the meeting, the noise keeps me awake.
Lin Yang responded to Yi Zhonghai, put on the clothes and shoes that were warmed by the kang (heated brick bed), and walked out the door.
The winter night was pitch black, but an old man donated his kerosene lamp, which provided some light for the courtyard.
With the help of this faint light.
Lin Yang noticed that there were already quite a few people waiting in the Intermediate Court.
Jia Zhangshi stood menacingly at the door, while Qin Huairu, the wronged young wife, huddled to the side, looking at everyone with a pitiful expression.
Sha Zhu stood with a smug look on his face in the corner of the wall at the entrance of the Jia family's gate, his hands tucked in as he stared intently at Qin Huairu.
The third uncle in the front yard and several other families gathered in twos and threes, whispering among themselves.
After seeing Lin Yang come out, Yi Zhonghai went to the backyard and continued knocking on doors one by one.
A few more minutes passed, and people from each household in the front, middle, and back yards came out, more or less.
Liu Hai, the second uncle who was obsessed with officialdom in the backyard, loved this occasion the most. At this moment, he was sitting at the middle table in the middle courtyard, holding a teacup, drinking tea with a smug look on his face and watching everyone.
"Hai Zhong, now that most of the people have arrived, you should start!"
Yi Zhonghai slyly touched his bangs and whispered.
He knew what kind of person his neighbor was; he fantasized about becoming an official all day long. In this situation, if there were any inconveniences, it would be best for him to speak up.
Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong immediately perked up. He first coughed loudly to attract everyone's attention, then put down his teacup with satisfaction and imitated the tone of the factory leaders during meetings, saying:
"Uh, my fellow neighbors!"
"I think everyone already knows what happened to Jia Dongxu, this young man from our department, yesterday!"
"He's just too careless, so..."
"I accidentally ended up in the hospital at the factory!"
“This is something that saddens me, as the second oldest in the courtyard, as a seventh-level fitter in the steel rolling mill, and as Jia Dongxu.”
"that!!!"
"I hope that the rest of our colleagues who work in the steel rolling mill will take this as a warning!"
“.......
Hearing Liu Haizhong's incessant chatter, Jia Zhangshi, who was standing nearby, became quite impatient.
After talking for so long, I still haven't gotten to the point.
Even Yi Zhonghai, standing next to Liu Haizhong, was getting impatient, not to mention Jia Zhangshi.
He quietly tugged at Liu Haizhong's clothes and said, "Haizhong, get to the point!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong smacked his lips as if he hadn't had enough, then changed the subject with a smile and said to everyone, "Regarding Jia Dongxu's injury and hospitalization, one of the old men in our ward has something to say to everyone! Let's welcome him!"
Are you kidding me?
He enjoys the thrill of being an official and likes to speak in such situations.
But he's not stupid.
Yi Zhonghai had previously told him to propose donating to the Jia family at the meeting.
Isn't this just making him offend people with his bangs?
These days, who has spare money?
Does the Jia family's misfortune mean the rest of the family isn't?
Anyone who proposes donating money to the Jia family will become the target of public criticism!
Although no one says it, they must be holding a grudge in their hearts!
Yi Zhonghai was stunned when he heard this.
Wait a minute, how come that old bastard Liu Haizhong, after having his fun, ended up getting blamed on himself?
But looking at Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu beside him, he could only force a smile, stand up, and look at everyone, saying:
"Everyone, Lao Liu has already explained everything to you!"
"I also went to the hospital to see Dongxu tonight!"
"The situation is not optimistic!"
Yi Zhonghai sighed heavily as he said this, "The child is still unconscious and his legs are completely gone. After the amputation surgery, he will be bedridden for the rest of his life."
Xu Damao, who was with Lou Xiao'e, turned slightly pale when he spoke through his bangs.
After learning about Jia Dongxu's accident yesterday, he was worried that it was because Jia Dongxu was secretly making parts.
They were also worried that if the bicycle parts weren't delivered to those who sold stolen bicycles in time, they would be harassed.
Fortunately, he found out this morning that a group of people selling unlicensed taxis in Beijing had been arrested.
In addition, when he went to the countryside to show a movie today, he also discovered that all the people who sold unlicensed cars had been arrested.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But Jia Dongxu's situation still worried him a lot, based on what he had heard at the factory.
Jia Dongxu was injured in the workshop during his lunch break.
Putting myself in his shoes, if I were Jia Dongxu, I would definitely be making bicycle parts at this time.
If that's really the case, he's afraid that once Jia Dongxu wakes up and finds out he's lost both legs, he'll just give up and cling to him!
Lin Yang was idly looking around at the people around him when he noticed that Xu Damao's expression was abnormal.
He couldn't help but feel a little strange. What did Jia Dongxu's injury have to do with you, Xu Damao?
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