Age: My Small World

Chapter 91 Bone Setting
Gradually, September passed away in the autumn wind.

Fanjiazhuang has completely adapted to the changes in the production team, and the big pot meals taste especially delicious.

It’s just that the food in recent times is not as good as it was at the beginning.

Although the amount of meat was limited before, at least each person still had a few large pieces of meat in the bowl. Now each person only has two small pieces.

The staple food is still sufficient, with steamed buns and rice available every day.

However, according to the information revealed by Cheng Xiaoyu to Yang Jun, he knew that a lot of the grain stored in the granary had been consumed, and it was likely that there would not even be any rice to be seen in the future. It was estimated that in a few days, corn porridge would make a comeback.

Another major event happened in the village.

Yang Jun from Fanjiazhuang became famous. His articles were praised by his seventh uncle, which resulted in Yang Jun gaining the title of writer. When his peers in the village looked at him, there was more respect in their eyes.

As for the fact that he received 200 yuan in royalties, Uncle Seven did not publicize it. He just said that some royalties were enough to make life easier for the four members of the Yang family.

He also understood that some trends were not suitable for promotion, which saved Yang Jun a lot of trouble.

Yang Jun also had no plans to continue writing articles. He gradually became quiet and cooled down his identity as a so-called writer.

Everyone was a little curious about him at first, but after a while, they didn't care much anymore.

That day, just as he was about to go to Nanying Lane to practice after lunch, he was stopped by the security guard.

"Classmate Yang Jun, right? There's a letter for you."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then he thought of something and hurried over.

After receiving the letter from his uncle, he opened it and read it immediately.

Sure enough, this was sent by Jiang Xueying.

"Mr. Yang Jun, it's nice to see you in person.

It has been months since we last met. I am doing well now. As soon as I feel settled, I want to write you a letter.

On the way from Feixian to Beijing, wild grasses fluttered outside the car window, birds sang loudly, and the air was full of the vigor of life.

I also yearn for it.

However, there were many people and noise during the journey. At this moment, I remembered the time when we exchanged letters with pen and paper, which was quite fun.

……

I will be undergoing surgery soon, and it is hard to predict whether it will be good or bad.

In the past, I might have been willing to die.

But now I have a little more desire to survive, maybe it is the hope brought by the magic medicine you gave me.

I have just seen the vastness of our country and the prosperity of our people. I would like to travel with you to enjoy the prosperity. What a great honor!

Anyway, I will try my best to survive and then come see you again.

The address is attached below. You can write back and I will reply when I get back to you.

Hehe, when I come back, can I call you Brother Xiaoshan?"

Seeing the last sentence, Yang Jun couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that Jiang is in a good mood. This will help the surgery go much more smoothly. I hope she can return safely."

After sighing, he casually put the letter into the small world.

The footsteps that were supposed to go south now headed towards the supply and marketing cooperative. He needed to reply to the letter.

Beijing.

In the clean white hospital, a young girl leaned against the windowsill and looked into the distance. Her snow-white skin was as white as milk, and there was almost no flaw when looking closely.

Jiang Xueying murmured to herself: "Yang Jun should have received my letter, but I don't know if he will reply to me."

In front of her stood a small bottle, which was the one Yang Jun gave her, and it still contained half a bottle of spiritual water.

Following Yang Jun's instructions, she drank a drop of the magic medicine every day, and her body actually became much more comfortable, which was why she had hope of survival.

"Xiaoxue, why don't you have a good rest?" At this time, mother Chen Huiling walked in.

She quickly hid the small bottle.

This was a secret that Yang Jun had agreed was known only to the two of them, so she had never told her mother.

Chen Huiling looked exhausted. The running around during this period made her face, which originally had some charm, look much more haggard.

But for the sake of her daughter, she had to cure Xueying's illness even if it meant losing her job.

But there is no need to worry too much. The textile factory knows the situation of the mother and daughter and has specially approved a two-month vacation for them, which should be more than enough time.

"Mom, I'm much better now."

Jiang Xueying smiled slightly, like a flower.

This scene was seen by the aunt in the next bed, who couldn't help but say, "Big sister, your daughter is so pretty. After she recovers from her illness, you can let her marry to the capital. I have a nephew who is a very good person..."

Chen Huiling's mouth twitched when she heard this. Her own daughter was still sick, and this elder sister really couldn't stop.

I have been in the hospital for more than half a month, and everyone has gotten to know me a little bit. I know that the older sister in the bed next to me is very talkative and likes to chat about family matters. It is common for her to introduce marriages to other women.

"No, no, Sister Wang, my daughter is still young and she's sick. I really don't care about these things."

When Sister Wang heard this, she had to shut up.

"Okay, let's wait until you recover. I think you're a good girl, and the surgery will definitely be successful."

"Thank you for your good wishes." Chen Huiling's complexion improved a lot.

Jiang Xueying, on the other hand, remained silent about this, as if it had nothing to do with her.

"Xiaoxue, you'll have surgery in three days. Just stay in your current condition. Mom believes you can succeed."

"Mom, I'll be fine, don't worry."

Seeing that her daughter looked much better than before, Chen Huiling couldn't help but look towards the place where Jiang Xueying had hidden the things before.

"I didn't expect that little classmate could give Xiaoxue so much confidence."

The letter was sent by Chen Huiling on behalf of her daughter, so she naturally knew that Jiang Xueying had a new pen pal classmate.

"If Xiaoxue gets better, then nothing else matters."

Things in the future can only be carried out as long as people are alive, otherwise it will be useless to think too much about it now.

……

Nanying Lane.

As usual, first do horse stance for an hour.

Because Yang Jun continued to train with the power of the spiritual water after returning home, his current abilities far exceeded Mr. Hu's initial predictions.

The old man stood beside him, staring intently at the force exerted by his legs.

"The plum blossom pile has already achieved its form and spirit. It can be said that it has achieved the foundation for practicing the Twelve-Rotary Tan Leg. I don't know how he practiced it. Is he just naturally gifted?"

Thinking about how it took him two months to get started with standing meditation, Mr. Hu couldn't help but shake his head.

Then he felt a little more happy, thinking that he had really found a treasure.

After Yang Jun finished his training, he nodded and said, "Boy, starting tomorrow, I will begin teaching you leg skills. Be prepared first, or you might even miss your afternoon class."

Practicing real martial arts is not comparable to standing meditation. The complexity and continuity require time to perform, so he also needs to make time in advance and prepare a few plasters.

It is extremely easy to get fractures while practicing leg skills, so he had to prepare medicines.

As for bone setting?

Then we have to mention Mr. Hu's other hidden job, a bone-setting master.

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