The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 1008
The old lady followed Tang Xin with tears in her eyes: "Girl, you are really a good person."

Her choked voice made Tang Xin raise her lips, and she couldn't help comforting the old woman: "I am also a mother, so I can understand your feelings."

After Tang Xin helped the old man send her waste products to the recycling place, she went to buy two sets of clothes for the old woman that she liked inside and out.

When the old lady was sent upstairs to freshen up, it happened that Song Hui was packing things upstairs.

His legs have returned to the thickness of a normal person, but he still has no feeling.

Tang Xin stepped forward and glanced at his legs covered by the blanket: "My sister-in-law has learned acupuncture recently, would you like to be her guinea pig?"

She wanted to try acupuncture, which she had never used since she learned it.

"Sister-in-law, you mean..."

Song Hui's hand wiping the table paused, and looked at Tang Xin in surprise.

Previously, the effect of massage alone was obvious, but acupuncture...

"I haven't given acupuncture and moxibustion to anyone. There may be sequelae. You can think about it."

Tang Xin told Song Hui that she hadn't practiced it yet, and thought Song Hui would hesitate.

Who knows, Song Hui didn't hesitate at all, and nodded directly: "Can it be as bad as it is now?"

I can't stand up anymore, how bad can it be?
What's more, Tang Xin could tell the acupuncture points clearly during her massage before, so she wouldn't pierce the wrong acupuncture points at all.

"If you don't have a psychological burden, then I'll get the needle."

The needle is still in the lab.

She didn't take it back, and thought it was useless to take it back, so she put it in the laboratory first.

When the old woman came out of the shower, what she saw was Tang Xin holding a silver needle in her hand, giving it to Song Hui, who was lying on the sofa, and only covered the middle part with a blanket.

She frowned subconsciously, feeling indecent.

But thinking about it the other way around, the silver needle in her hand is the doctor.

Acupuncture for people, how can acupuncture be done if the other party does not change clothes?

The old lady silently turned around to wash her dirty clothes, and cleaned up the messy kitchen.

After tidying up, she found that the two of them hadn't finished acupuncture, so she sat obediently by the side, waiting for Tang Xin to stop.

After waiting for a while, Tang Xin stood up and straightened her waist: "I'll pull it out for you in half an hour."

Song Hui's entire back was pierced with silver needles, and his buttocks were also indispensable.

After all, he had a disease in his lower body, so there was no shortage of acupoints that should be pricked.

"Mother-in-law?"

As soon as Tang Xin turned her head, she saw a familiar and clean old woman sitting beside her with a serious expression.

Hearing Tang Xin's voice, the old woman said, "My surname is Yun. I can be your grandma according to my age. You can call me Grandma Yun."

Song Hui turned his head trustingly, looked at Grandma Yun, and found that Grandma Yun looked familiar.

"Okay, I'll call you Grandma Yun from now on."

Tang Xin nodded happily, sat next to Grandma Yun, and told her about the cleaning treatment.

Still have to sign the contract.

Of course, during the working period in the photo studio, the photo studio will provide accommodation, including food and lodging.

"No problem. I'm alone and have nothing. If you can take me in and find a job for me, it's already very good. I won't choose."

Grandma Yun said that the problems Tang Xin mentioned were basically not problems for her.

Seeing that Grandma Yun had no objection, Tang Xin nodded, "That's fine, let He Ling send you to the photo studio to wait for me tomorrow, and then sign the contract with Wan Keke."

(End of this chapter)