Beautiful beauties in the 80s courtyard

Chapter 79 Disputes between Upstairs and Downstairs

Lu Qiage didn't know that Lao Hu had applied for a reward. She held a meeting with the volunteers and told them to continue repairing the broken tables and chairs in the night school. In their spare time, they could weave baskets or form teams to dig Chinese herbal medicines outside the city. They didn't have to go to the pharmaceutical factory; the supply and marketing cooperatives and purchasing stations in various places would buy them.

This is one of them, and it is also a way to generate income in a legitimate way.

Lu Qiaoge said, "I won't pay attention to basket weaving. The night school is currently under the use of our service station. You can leave the baskets at the night school after you finish weaving them. But you can learn to weave straw hats from Chang An. The weather is about to get hot, so you can try making a batch of straw hats. As for the Chinese herbal medicine..."

Lu Qiaoge paused for a moment and said, "I know there's a place with a large field of honeysuckle. Let's go into the mountains and pick some this Sunday."

Meng Qingshan hurriedly asked, "Where is the mountain? If it's from the local commune, can we go there?"

Lu Qiaoge: "I've asked, it belongs to our military factory. I just need to report it to Director Hu."

Without waiting to report to Director Hu, Director Hu came to find Lu Qiage and told her happily that he would call all the staff of the service station immediately. There would be a commendation meeting today. He had won the bonus and would give it to everyone.

This news came quite suddenly, but I was very excited.
This time, Director Hu secured a total of 120 yuan in bonuses, which was considered generous from the factory's general office. Lu Qiaoge decided to give 10 yuan to each of the twelve people.

The people selected by Lu Qiaoge are all of very good quality.

No one cares how much they have done or how much others have done.

Besides, that’s ten yuan.

Meng Qingshan's eyes were red. He was the oldest and vaguely guessed Lu Qiaoge's purpose.

Don’t say anything more, just do your job!
It was Lu Qiaoge's turn to speak, and the twelve volunteers were looking at her eagerly.

Unexpectedly, Sister Hua called out to Lu Qiaoge at the door of the conference room: "Qiaoge, come out for a moment, something's going on here."

This is her job, Lu Qiage walked out in a hurry.

This time, Lu Qiaoge went to Building 12, Area 1 by himself.

She stood downstairs and saw a mop head sticking out of the second-floor window, with water dripping down.

There is no balcony in the tube-shaped building in Area 1, so the water from the mop flows directly down the glass windows on the first floor.

The dripping water looks dirty.

The fat lady who lived on the first floor was furious. She pulled Lu Qiaoge aside and said, "Comrade Lu, look, I'm afraid to hang anything outside to dry, and I have to clean the windows. We work in the same unit, and I didn't think it was necessary to trouble the comrades in the street office. But I've talked to her family several times, and my husband even went upstairs to talk to them. They agreed, and now she's still doing it when she's mopping. Isn't this too much of a bully?"

Lu Qiaoge looked up, but couldn't see anyone through the open window. Lu Qiaoge asked, "How long has this been going on?"

Aunt Fat said angrily, "Almost half a month."

"Auntie Pang, calm down first." Lu Qiaoge took out his notebook and said, "Let's sort out the situation first. Is it Wei Qiang's family who lives on the second floor?"

"That's his house!" Auntie Pang pointed at the dirty water marks on the glass window and said in a low voice, suppressing her anger: "Last month, his wife was paralyzed in bed due to a work-related injury, and everyone took turns helping to deliver meals to the hospital, and now he turns around and bullies us like this!"

Lu Qiaoge paused his pen, and the general situation of the residents in District 1 flashed through his mind.

Wei Qiang, the head of household 207, is a transporter in the materials department. His wife did suffer a work-related injury and is now paralyzed in bed.

"When did your husband go there? Who is at home in the Wei family?" Lu Qiaoge asked in a low voice.

Auntie Pang said, "I went there three days ago. Old Wei and Mrs. Liu were both at home. Wei Qiang is said to have gone to the mine. I haven't seen him for several days."

Lu Qiaoge was about to speak when she saw a small head pop out from the second floor, followed by tiny hands pulling a mop down. Lu Qiaoge frowned, then suddenly the head disappeared. From inside the room, there was the dull thud of something heavy dropping to the ground, followed by the shrill cry of a child. Lu Qiaoge quickly rushed up to the second floor. The narrow corridor of the tube-shaped building was piled with honeycomb coal and other debris. She nimbly avoided obstacles and ran to the end of the corridor. The innermost room was 207. She pushed open the door and saw the room in a mess, as if it had been robbed. The paralyzed Zhang Quan was slumped on the edge of the bed, his bedding soaked in the overturned chamber pot. There were puddles of water on the cement floor.

A child was sitting on the ground crying, with an overturned chair beside him. Zhang Quan had his eyes closed and his face flushed, his hands resting weakly on the edge of the bed.

Lu Qiaoge didn't have time to see the crying child, so he went to see Zhang Quan first. He was breathing, but his forehead was hot, which meant he was sick.

The fat aunt who followed closely was shocked: "Oh my God, how did it become like this?" Then she shouted: "Old Wei, Old Wei, Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Liu..."

But no one answered, so Lu Qiaoge hurriedly said, "Auntie Pang, you go take care of the child. I'll take Zhang Quan to the hospital."

Immediately afterwards, Lu Qiaoge picked up the unconscious Zhang Quan and ran downstairs.

At this time, someone else also ran out, and someone hurriedly asked, "What happened to Old Wei's family? Did something happen or was it robbed?"

"I'm not sure. I saw Xiao Lu from the Subdistrict Office running out with Zhang Quan in his arms."

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen Granny Liu for several days."

"Now that you mention it, I suddenly remembered that the day before yesterday, I saw Mrs. Liu carrying a large bundle out of the house. It was already dark, and she didn't say anything when she saw me, so I didn't ask."

"We've been working overtime these days due to tight production schedules, and we haven't paid much attention to her family. Could it be that Old Wei and Old Lady Liu abandoned their daughter-in-law and grandson and ran off?"

Neighbor Zhu slapped her thigh in regret: "Wouldn't it be better if I went in and took a look?"

Lu Qiaoge glanced around and called out, "Quick, someone help me hold her up. I'll take her to the hospital."

Several people who were not at work ran over and placed Zhang Quan on the back seat of Lu Qiaoge's bicycle.

She was pushing her bicycle towards the hospital.

Following behind were a few people helping.

Lu Qiage arrived at the hospital sweating profusely and sent the patient to the emergency room. Lu Qiage called the street office and reported the situation there to Huang Juan.

Huang Juan said, "I'll call Wei Qiang's workplace right away."

Zhang Quan is out of danger. She had a cold and her high fever wouldn't go away because she was weak.

She passed out in the middle of the night yesterday. She was found in time, otherwise she would have died.

After Zhang Quan woke up, Lu Qiaoge changed her into a hospital gown and cleaned her up with the nurse and then put her on an IV.

Wei Qiang came quickly, his face gloomy and he was obviously in a bad mood.

Until he figured it out, Lu Qiaoge couldn't say anything.

I just told him the whole story.

Tell Wei Qiang that his son Xiaobao is the only one at home and he doesn't see the child's grandparents.

Wei Qiang thanked Lu Qiaoge gratefully.

Lu Qiaoge waved his hand: "This is what I should do, but I have to go back to the unit first and report your family's situation to our director."