Reborn in 1979, with a female educated youth lying next to me.

Chunlan only thought Zhang Daba was chattering away, and without thinking much of it, she repeated the sentence.

"It's over there at the bamboo forest factory. I work there, and they paid us today."

"How much was sent?"

"I arrived late and didn't work a full month, so I only received six yuan."

Chunlan's voice wasn't loud, but when it reached Zhang Dalaba's ears, it was like a thunderclap on a clear day!

Six yuan!

And not even for a whole month! Has Liu Jia gone mad? How could he give them so much money!

In the production team, a grown man could only earn a little over four yuan a month, while in Liu Jia's place, a woman could earn six yuan!

Zhang Dalaba stared in astonishment, his eyes widening, and he swallowed hard, making loud gulping noises.

No wonder Chunlan walks like she's drunk. If I earned that much money, I'd probably be even more unsteady than her!

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Dalaba's eyes were filled with envy, and drool was practically dripping from his mouth.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

Chunlan looked at the large loudspeaker in front of her and quickly asked a question.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Chunlan, you earn a lot, are you lying to me?"

Zhang Dalaba made conversation out of nothing.

Chunlan across from her stretched out her hand and directly showed off the cash.

The three pieces of land were crumpled and crumpled from being clutched, but the money was real!

Zhang Dalaba's eyes suddenly turned red!

"Wow, that's a lot! Um, is his factory hiring? Could you put in a good word for me and see if Big Hammer can get a job?"

Chunlan is a straightforward person, and she doesn't have many ulterior motives.

Thinking of the fight that Zhang Dalaba caused at the Liu family's door last time, Chunlan immediately shook her head.

“Sister-in-law, I can’t help you with this. If you want to work at Liu Jia’s factory, you should talk to him yourself. I can’t make the decision just by saying a few words.”

"Alright, alright, I know it's pointless to talk to you, you're busy, you have to go."

"Okay, I'll leave first."

Hearing Zhang Dalaba say this, Chunlan didn't delay any longer. She quickly earned the money in her hands and went home.

As the vehicle drove further and further away, Zhang Dalaba couldn't bear to look away; six yuan was no small sum!

One person can earn six yuan in less than a month, so two people together would earn at least twelve!

Once Big Hammer gets married, there will be three of them...

Thinking about how much money he had, Zhang Dalaba was a little bewildered. He kept calculating and his eyes widened in disbelief.

However, getting Liu Jia to agree is a difficult problem.

In the eyes of the Liu family, their reputation was already ruined, and it was simply impossible for them to agree to let Da Chuizi work in the factory.

Standing there stunned for a long time, Zhang Dalaba couldn't come up with a suitable idea.

Finally, feeling increasingly agitated, he could only storm home in anger.

The news that Liu Jia's factory could make a lot of money had already spread throughout the entire Xili Village by early the next morning.

The rumors started getting more and more outlandish, with some even saying that you could get paid just for sitting in Liu Jia's factory for half a day.

So early in the morning, not only was Zhou Fengshou's door blocked, but Liu Yutian's door was also blocked.

Finally, having no other choice, Zhou Fengshou had to announce it to everyone over the loudspeaker.

The latest round of recruitment has ended. We will notify everyone when new job openings become available at the factory.

For a while.

Liu Jia's bamboo basket factory became a topic of conversation among people.

Liu Jia didn't think much of it. Now that the payments could be settled normally and all the procedures were on track, he could finally get a good night's sleep.

Meanwhile, Cao Xiangyang hadn't slept for six or seven hours.

Lying in the hospital bed, Cao Xiangyang's mind went blank.

Despite recalling the events countless times, only fragments flashed through my mind.

It's simply impossible to connect them completely.

Cao Xiangyang remembers it clearly.

He hired two people to follow Liu Jia, but they were beaten by Liu Jia. Then he arrived and was also beaten by Liu Jia.

Later, he was hit by a car.

Did Liu Jia chase after him and cause an accident, or did the watermelon truck just rush towards him?

Or perhaps, this matter has nothing to do with Liu Jia.

Because there's another image in my mind.

That is, Liu Jia got on his bicycle and left.

Since Liu Jia had already left, how did I end up colliding with the mule cart?

The fragments were disjointed and couldn't be pieced together.

"Hello, comrade, it's time to change the dressing."

A young nurse walked in, expressionless.

Hearing the nurse say this, Cao Xiangyang frowned deeply.

I have injuries on my arms and legs, and a large scrape on my head.

If the dressing needs to be changed, which part should it be applied to?

"Extend your hand first."

The nurse's expression was somewhat indifferent, and her movements were very mechanical.

As he spoke, he reached out and took out a pair of tweezers.

"Nurse, when will I change the dressing on my head? How badly is my head injured? Will it leave a scar?"

Cao Xiangyang was anxious.

If you have a clean and white face, how can you face people if you get a scar on your forehead?

Without realizing it, Cao Xiangyang reached out to touch his forehead.

"What can you do? Stop! Don't you know your hands have bacteria? If you get an infection, it'll fester!"

The nurse's voice suddenly turned stern, and her eyes widened.

Cao Xiangyang had been absent-minded, and was startled when he suddenly heard the nurse's reprimand.

The hand that had just been extended trembled slightly.

"Can't you speak properly? My head is spinning, and I can't take your threats. Let me tell you, if your attitude isn't good, I can report this to higher authorities!"

Cao Xiangyang was annoyed. After finishing his sentence, he glared at the nurse.

"Clang!"

The nurse tossed the tweezers into the dish and took another step toward Cao Xiangyang.

"Just now, you asked how serious your forehead injury was. I think you know the answer to that question better than we do. Your head is buzzing because of the aftereffects of the concussion, that's a fact."

"Logically speaking, compared to other places, your head injury is not serious. However, the phenomenon of bumps and knocks is very complicated. Some patients may not show any symptoms at the time, but the sequelae are very obvious."

"What I said just now wasn't meant to scare you. This is what the doctor instructed: you absolutely cannot touch your head. If you don't cooperate with our treatment, we will not be responsible!"

The young nurse spoke with righteous indignation, as if reciting a document.

Of all those words, Cao Xiangyang only understood two or three sentences.

The head injury wasn't serious, but there were aftereffects.

The extent of any long-term effects will depend on the situation.

Non-cooperation means irresponsibility.

After briefly recalling these three points, Cao Xiangyang broke out in a cold sweat.

No wonder my head has been foggy all this time, it turns out it's a side effect!

But what should I do if these aftereffects continue?

"Stretch your arm, it might hurt a little, just hang in there!"

The nurse picked up the tweezers again at some point, and by then, Cao Xiangyang had lost all interest in arguing.

He obediently stretched out his arm and turned his head to the side.

I have never been so badly injured or suffered like this before.

Now, we've fallen to this state entirely because of that old melon seller's fault!

Oh, and Liu Jia too!

If it weren't for Liu Jia, how would I be lying here?

"You damn bastard, I'll teach you a lesson!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a piercing pain suddenly struck him.

Cao Xiangyang couldn't help but shout again, "Ouch, what are you doing? Can you be a little gentler!"

"Comrade, how can you swear at people like that? We are here to serve the people, how can your moral standards be so low!"

Clearly, the nurse took Cao Xiangyang's insult as an insult directed at her!

Cao Xiangyang was speechless and too lazy to explain, so he could only bite his lip and wait for the dressing change to finish.

About ten minutes passed.

The nurse rewrapped the bandage before starting to pack up the dressing change equipment.

"Nurse, could you please tell me where my family members are?"

"I'm not sure, it should be in the attending physician's office. Please wait a little longer!"

After saying that, the nurse picked up a pen and wrote it down, then pushed the cart away.

Cao Xiangyang grinned, rolled over, and slowly closed his eyes.

Yecheng Hospital.

The attending physician's office.

Cao Zhongsheng was stunned as he stared at the thick stack of medical records in front of him.

After asking around and searching for ages, this is the final result?

I only have one son, how am I going to live from now on!

"Mr. Cao, we have explained Cao Xiangyang's situation clearly. Is there anything else?"

The attending physician adjusted his glasses and looked at Cao Zhongsheng with a kind expression.

Cao Zhongsheng snapped out of his daze, took a step forward, and braced himself on the table with both hands.

"Did the doctor make a mistake? This medical record has a whole section about the head. What do you say about him? What's wrong with him? Is there a mistake?"

"Mr. Cao, I understand your feelings, but we still need to accept the facts. Since it has already happened, I hope you can be more rational. Our hospital speaks based on data, not speculation."

The attending physician spoke very calmly, but Cao Zhongsheng could no longer calm down.

"So, you really can't perform in that area anymore?"

Cao Zhongsheng was still not giving up and asked another question.

The attending physician nodded.

"Yes, based on the current situation, there is no possibility of a cure."