Chapter 287: Master, I was beaten (updates with monthly tickets)
"That's a crab walking sideways." Fang Yan responded angrily to Meng Jimin.
Meng Jimin smiled quite flatteringly at this moment and said to Fang Yan:
"Hey, no matter what, I have to thank you for helping me with this matter."
Fang Yan saw his mean look and asked:
"How do you want to thank me?"
Meng Jimin’s chest immediately banged:
"I ask you to mention whatever you want. As long as I can do it, as long as it is not murder and arson, I will definitely do it."
"This sounds familiar." Fang Yan said.
Meng Jimin rubbed his hands and reminded:
"That's what I said when you saved me in the hospital last time."
Fortunately he still remembered, Fang Yan said with a smile:
"It's okay. If you have a lot of debts, you won't be burdened by it. If you have a lot of lice, you won't be itchy. You can just owe this favor first."
"When we go to college in the future, we will be classmates. Naturally, there will be many opportunities for you to do things to return favors."
After that, Fang Yan glanced at the time and asked Meng Jimin:
"By the way, are you still going to work this afternoon?"
"Come on." Meng Jimin nodded.
"Then you came here by bus?" Fang Yan asked.
Meng Jimin nodded and said:
"No, I don't have your motorcycle."
Hearing this, he said in dialect:
"I'll take you back first."
Meng Jimin said politely:
"It's okay. I still have time. I'll just go back by myself. I won't delay you from doing your business."
Dialect said:
"I'm just going to bring some furniture back in the afternoon, and I don't have anything serious to do."
"Are you still buying furniture?" Meng Jimin asked Fang Yan.
Fang Yan pointed to the inverted room in the front yard and said:
"Here, this place has just been renovated and is used for guests."
Only then did Meng Jimin realize that the courtyard of Fang Yan's family was too wide, and the front yard had not been used at all before.
He almost forgot that there was a row of upside-down houses here.
Seeing this spacious reverse-seating room, Meng Jimin couldn't help but feel a little envious.
It's a pity that Bachukayev didn't like him at all.
I can only blame myself for my lack of strength. I didn't cure my father who suffered a stroke and accept his two children as apprentices. Otherwise, I would probably be able to live in a courtyard house.
Even if you are quarreling with your wife, there is no need to sleep in the living room, just change to another room and lie down, out of sight and out of mind.
There are too many rooms to sleep in.
It's not like now that Meng Jimin is so crowded with his mother, sister, and his three children that he wants to ask his father-in-law for help.
If he hadn't lost face, he would have said it.
At this time, Fang Yan thought of something and said to the dazed Meng Jimin:
"By the way, Lao Meng, I forgot to tell you that after finishing the book a few days ago, my brother has already negotiated with Beijing Film Studio and "People's Literature"."
Fang Yan felt that as a middleman, Lao Meng still needed to know the progress.
Meng Jimin came to his senses and asked:
"So fast?"
Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Well, the text version will publish the first story in "People's Literature" next week."
"Preparations for the movie should start at the end of this year, and it is estimated that it will be released at the end of next year."
"I have to thank you for your matchmaking, otherwise it wouldn't have been so smooth."
Meng Jimin waved his hand:
"Hey, we are talking about this in public. By the way, where are your brothers and others?" As he said this, he looked towards the main courtyard.
Dialect said:
"After he finished his work, he went to Inner Mongolia to meet my eldest sister."
"The train left at early six o'clock this morning. I'm probably still eating lunch on the train."
Meng Jimin nodded and asked:
"He is going to pick up your eldest sister to attend your wedding?"
Dialect didn’t hide anything from Meng Jimin, he said straight to the point:
"No, it's mainly because the household registration policy may change in the next month or two, so the family wants them to return to the city early." Meng Jimin nodded suddenly. He seemed to have heard similar rumors.
"Okay, it's almost time. You have to go to work in the afternoon. I'll take you back first." Fang Yan said, taking out the keys and going to drive the motorcycle.
Then Fang Yan first rode Meng Jimin back to Dongzhimen Hospital, and then rode to Le Miao's house to find a place where bosses gathered to wait for work.
As soon as Dialect arrived, an old man greeted him:
"Hey, Doctor Fang!"
Fang Yan thought about it carefully and felt that he had no impression, so he asked:
"You know me?"
The other party nodded:
"Why don't you know me? A few days ago, I took this little granddaughter to Tongrentang to see you for a doctor."
"The child had a stomachache at that time, and you fixed it with just a few injections."
When Fang Yan thought about it, he realized that this seemed to be the case, so he asked casually:
"Is she okay now?"
The old man said:
"Hey, I'd like to thank you for thinking about me. I'll be alive and kicking when I get back."
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After that, the old man asked in dialect:
"Are you looking for help moving things?"
Dialect nodded:
"That's right. I plan to move some furniture home."
The old man asked:
"Is my car enough?"
Dialect said:
"It's not enough. I need to move the beds, cabinets, dressers, and several stools from three rooms."
The old man immediately said:
"I'm going to greet some old brothers for you. I don't want any money today."
Fang Yan quickly said:
"Don't mention it, old comrade, let's go to the same code. We were paid for treatment at Tong Ren Tang."
"If you don't accept the money, I will find someone else."
When the old man heard what dialect said, he didn't really insist on helping for free.
He smiled and said that he had a good dialect, and then went to help find a few acquaintances, a total of several lean and lean old men.
Then, led by Fang Yan, the group came to the entrance of Le Miao's courtyard.
After knocking on the door a few times, Mrs. Lemiao came over and opened the door.
When Fang Yan saw Madam Lemiao looking cold and keeping away from strangers, he smiled and said hello:
"Hello, aunt, sorry to bother you."
Mrs. Lemiao waved her hands and said lightly:
"It's okay, you are Miaomiao's friend."
After speaking, he pointed in a direction in the yard:
"The things are in the room last time."
Fang Yan responded, then asked the bosses to help, and together they lifted all the furniture out of the room.
After the things got in the car, Fang Yan said goodbye to Madam Lemiao and then left the courtyard.
The money for these things will naturally be given to Le Miao by Fang Yan when he goes to work tomorrow.
According to the previous set of Ming Dynasty furniture, this set of antique furniture with lowered standards is even cheaper.
All are prepared for future appreciation.
If the son of the family succeeds in the future, this thing will be a family heirloom.
If you don't live up to expectations, this thing is a guarantee.
Then Fang Yan led a group of banners and headed toward his courtyard, pulling furniture in a mighty manner.
When he first arrived at the door of his home, Fang Yan saw several people sitting on the steps in front of his home.
Hearing the sound of the engine of Dialect's motorcycle, a group of people turned to look at him.
Fang Yan immediately saw a bunch of panda eyes.
Fang Yan initially thought it was a fight between children nearby.
Then I took a closer look and found something was wrong. There was actually my apprentice Anton inside.
He drooped his head, crying with purple eyes, and said to the astonished dialect:
"Master! You are back!"
"I...I was beaten."
PS: The monthly ticket is 100 more, so I still owe everyone 25,000 after finishing this chapter.
No more today, please be early tomorrow.
(End of chapter)