The Rebirth of the Portable Space The Red Age

It may be that the living habits developed by the three big men in the army are too regular, or it may be that Ya'er made the sober soup that worked. Anyway, when Ya'er woke up the next morning, Di Yaohui had already woken up. The printed blankets covered at night are stacked like tofu blocks and placed at the end of the kang.

Di Yaohui and his comrades-in-arms were not in the yard either, so where did they go?It's not hard to guess, it is estimated that they went to the mountains to train and recall their life in the military camp by the way.

After all, Mr. Meng was getting old, and when he stretched his old waist and got off the kang, he saw the handsome girl from the city wearing an apron and preparing breakfast at the stove.

Ya'er heard the movement and hurriedly greeted the old man, "Master, wake up! Didn't you drink too much yesterday? Are you dizzy? Master, drink a glass of warm water first!"

Mr. Meng felt that this eldest daughter was handsome and good-natured at the first sight yesterday. Now, seeing that the eldest daughter in the world did not regard himself as an outsider, he was very upset in his heart. Gudong Gudong drank it in a few sips. [

After drinking, the old man wiped his mouth and squatted down in front of the stove, "Girl, sir, help you light up my demon husband! You see, we don't have a woman in our family, so please help me cook for our master." This! Hey, my uncle and your big brother Meng are good at hunting and farming, but this housework is hard to handle, so I am full of fools, and it is hard for Yingzi and Xiaoying and their siblings!"

Ya'er has always been popular with old people. Although her appearance is too good, Ya'er's beauty is neither coquettish nor charming, clean and elegant, clean and pure.Mr. Meng felt that this beautiful girl was a good match for his eyes, and couldn't help but want to say something to Ya'er.People say that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, no matter how open-minded Mr. Meng is, it is inevitable that there will be times when he is not very comfortable in his heart.

Hey, I have to hurry up and let my sister-in-law, nephew and daughter-in-law help Mencius talk about getting married.In fact, Mr. Meng doesn't have any special requirements, as long as he has a good character and can treat the two children well, that's enough.It's best to be as careful as this big girl.Last night, Xiaoying seemed to have said that she wanted to eat egg pancakes, and this big girl woke up early and didn't bother to make them for her children!

The fiery flames at the bottom of the stove reflected Mr. Meng's dark face red, there was worry in his eyes, but more open-minded and transparent.

Ya'er was a very good listener. He listened to Mr. Meng's interesting stories about Yingzi's siblings, and occasionally added a few words.

"By the way, girl, I heard from that boy Tim Shu that there seems to be hope for your big brother Meng's leg to be healed again?" The old man Meng suddenly remembered that this happened last night, and Meng Dezhu didn't take it seriously, but Meng The old man fell into his ears.I am old and can't protect the family for a few years, but the Yingzi siblings are still young, and the siblings will still have to rely on Mencius as their father in the future.No matter what it can be cured, you have to try it!At the very least, don't let your legs hurt so much that you can't get off the kang on rainy days.

Ya'er has always been thinking about this matter, but seeing the eager anticipation in Mr. Meng's eyes, Ya'er dare not speak too seriously, "Master, you also know that Brother Meng's leg is traumatized, and what I learned It's Chinese medicine, so I can't judge what is the condition of Brother Meng's leg. How about it, sir, after breakfast, I will check it for Brother Meng first!"

I don't know what Hu Tianshu said yesterday. When Mr. Meng heard Ya'er said to help him check it, he seemed to have taken a reassurance. He just kept repeating, "Hey! That's good! That's good!"

With hope in mind, Mr. Meng is willing to burn the fire. There are two stoves, one big and one small, and they are not in a hurry.After a short while, steam filled the big iron pot on the stove, and there was a fragrance of rice porridge flowing.On the other side of the small stove, Ya'er has already rolled out more than a dozen scallion pancakes, and spread a layer of oil on the flat-bottomed pan. When the oil is hot, there is a snort, and it's not too big, and there is another scallion in the stove. of burnt aroma.

Mr. Meng is informal, and he doesn't mind the dirty hands of adding firewood. He tore off half of it and stuffed it into his mouth when it was hot. The cooking skills are good, and you are almost catching up with your aunt! When your aunt is here, no matter whether it is mixed noodles pancakes or wild vegetable porridge, you can make tricks in your hands. Our food is better than other people’s. A few years ago, the common people had a hard time, and our family couldn’t eat scallion pancakes all year round. If we really want to spread such pancakes, hey, my uncle and you, brother Meng, we can eat twenty or thirty pieces! Your aunt It’s not enough for us to eat!..."

While talking, Mr. Meng already had half of the pancakes in his stomach, and he licked his mouth with a gesture of unsatisfactory expression.Obviously, Mr. Meng is still a young man, and the big half of the pancake just now was probably just enough to fit between his teeth!

No, Mr. Meng has already set his eyes on the pancake that is about to be cooked in the griddle!There is no way, the scent alone hooked out the gluttons in my stomach.

However, the old man couldn’t eat the second pancake. It may be that the pancake is too fragrant. Even though two curtains are separated, the Yingzi sister and brother in their sleep can smell the aroma of oil, eggs, and chopped green onion from the stove. fragrant.

Little Eagle was sniffling her nose while pulling on her shoes, anxiously wearing only a pair of shorts, hugging the bag of things that suddenly came out on the top of the kang, pedaling, crawling in from under the door curtain, "Big sister, What are we having for breakfast this morning? Why is it so delicious! Also, and, Big Sister, did Big Sister buy these for me and my sister? Is this big gun for me?"

Before Ya'er could speak, the little guy had already seen the golden oil cakes spread out in the pot, and he wished he could lie down on the edge of the pot and take a bite first.It's just that he still holds his new clothes, toys and schoolbag in his hand, all of which are the little guy's favorite, and he can't spare his hands at all, almost drooling with greed.

Mr. Meng knew that his little granddaughter and grandson had been hungry and full for the past six months, so he quickly tore off a piece, fearing that he would burn his little grandson, he blew on it twice before stuffing it into the little guy's mouth.Then, he tore off another piece, "Girl, you have a taste of the pancakes you made!"

Ya'er saw the pancakes brought to his mouth, well, he was treated the same as the little guy.

When Yingzi, who was one step behind, combed her braids and came in, the old man had already fed the little eagle half of the pancakes.And this time, the third pancake is not cooked yet!

This morning, Ya'er rolled out dozens of pancakes. Of course, when the three big men who went out to practice came back, there was no last piece of the thick stack of scallion pancakes left! [

After breakfast, Xiaoying took his big gun, yelled loudly, put on a new pair of jeans and a shirt, and ran out to find his friends!Even the sensible Yingzi saw the new clothes and shiny hairpins, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of joy.

"Yingzi, put on your new clothes and show Dad! Dad's daughter will definitely be more beautiful than your aunt in the future!" Meng Dezhu, like Mr. Meng, loves the sensible and well-behaved Yingzi more.

Obviously, Meng Dezhu, the father, has a very high status in the little girl's heart. No, he shyly put on a beautiful dress, and several people praised the little girl's cheeks, but the smile on her face was pure and sweet. purely.Finally, the shy Yingzi ran to the next room and secretly looked at it several times with the palm-sized mirror before taking off the skirt and hiding it in the closet very cherished!

However, Mr. Meng has no time to feel sorry for his little granddaughter's sensibility. At this moment, the old man is staring at the three-inch long silver needles in Ya'er's hand. Take a look at the reaction on Meng Dezhu's face.Di Yaohui and Hu Tianshu also looked solemn.Mr. Meng and the others don't know, but Di Yaohui is very aware of the superb silver needle in Ya'er's hand!

Perhaps due to long-term poor blood flow, Meng Dezhu's injured calf muscles atrophied quite severely. Ya'er took out the thinnest silver needle and inserted it into the knee joint, "Brother Meng, where is it?"

"Big sister, slow down, yes, this is right here! It's a little numb, it hurts!" Meng Dezhu originally just wanted to reassure the old man's heart, but he didn't respond to the few stitches in his leg just now. Look more relaxed.However, when he suddenly felt pain, instead of the numb feeling, Meng Dezhu realized how pleasantly surprised he was.

"That's good! Although we can't be sure yet, there is a good chance that, due to the limitations of medical conditions at that time, there should be fragments left in Brother Meng's wound that could not be removed! If the fragments can be removed smoothly, even if they cannot be completely recovered, Brother Meng Walking will not be as lame as it is now!" Participating in the Chinese medicine exchange meeting, Ya'er asked Mr. Huang Yizhen for advice on a few tricks. Although there is no medical equipment, Ya'er is still somewhat sure of his own judgment of.

Hu Tianshu didn't know where to stick the needle, whether it was numb, whether it hurt or not, but Hu Tianshu understood what Ya'er said just now. The elders who weighed tens of pounds turned around several times, "Mencius, that's great! How about we strike while the iron is hot, and let's go down to the mountain to heal our legs tomorrow?"

Di Yaohui glanced at Ya'er, "Mencius, let me arrange for you to go to the hospital in the capital! Your sister-in-law is better at maintenance and rehabilitation! It's easy to arrange to go to the military hospital, and there are acquaintances at home in other hospitals!"

Meng Dezhu was still immersed in the unexpected joy and didn't come back to his senses. The five-foot-tall man put his arms around his daughter's thin shoulders, and his eyes suddenly turned red. It was not only for himself, but more for this battle. friendship!

On the other hand, Mr. Meng is much calmer now, and made a decision for Meng Dezhu, "That's fine, Xiao Zhai, I won't thank you anymore! Just listen to you, let's go to the capital! However, we are not in a hurry Yes! When winter comes, I will take Mencius to the capital to find you!"

In front of the two words of friendship, thank you, the two words are sometimes too pale.However, Mr. Meng still wanted to express his gratitude in his own way.

The old man opened the door curtain and went out for a while. After a while, he strolled back with a pine box in his hand.He didn't hand it to Meng Dezhu, nor to Di Yaohui, but directly to Ya'er, "Girl, I've been hunting all my life, and I don't have any good things. Take the two old ginsengs in this box! You have good eyesight, sir!" You still have strength, girl, you are very capable! Old wild ginseng is a good thing, easy to use as medicine, this thing is not very useful in the hands of the uncle, girl, you can use it to make medicine!"