Siheyuan: I am stupid, I don't want to be a bootlicker

“Well, I’m sure you know the physical condition of the four old men. To put it bluntly, they suffered losses when they were young.

Ginseng and quail soup nourishes the middle qi, strengthens the spleen and lungs, calms the mind and improves intelligence, nourishes blood and produces body fluids, and is the best choice. "

As He Yuzhu spoke, he stared at several kinds of medicinal herbs on the shelf, selecting suitable ones.

"I have a few at home. I'll call someone to send them over."

As Zhou Zican was talking, he left the kitchen to make a phone call.

The space provides the medicinal diets of four old men, which are:

Phoenix chestnut soup, osmanthus yam soup, spleen-strengthening oatmeal porridge, tangerine peel and walnut porridge.

He Yuzhu picked out the necessary materials.

While Zhou Zican helped with the treatment, he listened to He Yuzhu explain the medical principles involved.

The more I listened, the more surprised I was:

The chef in front of him probably has the same knowledge of pharmacology as his grandfather.

"Master He, it's a pity that you are a chef. You should be a doctor and treat illnesses and save lives."

This is Zhou Zican’s true words.

"Well, these days, no matter what you do, you are serving the people. If you have a stutter, just be content and live a stable life."

He Yuzhu said this with a smile and started to make soup.

Not long after the water in the casserole boiled, the quail was served.

Two hours later, everyone in the living room couldn't sit still anymore as they smelled the aroma wafting from the kitchen.

Xu Gang, Liang Youan and other juniors had already set up the table.

After receiving He Yuzhu's greeting, he started to busy himself with serving dishes to the table.

There were two tables in the living room, one for the old men and one for the younger generation like He Yuzhu.

After Wang Aiying settled the five old men, she came over and sat at He Yuzhu's table to eat.

Old Master Zhou looked at the dishes on the table, then at the soups, porridge and other staple foods placed next to his four old friends, and couldn't help but lower his head in thought.

No one knows the physical condition of the old men better than Zhou Danggui.

And to put it bluntly:

If he hadn't been helping to take care of them, these four people would probably have to stay in bed and recuperate now.

However, today's table of medicinal food was like a strange door that slowly opened in front of him.

It's just ordinary ingredients, with some precious medicines that ordinary people think are precious.

How could it produce such an incredible effect?

Although the four of them hadn't started eating yet, Zhou Danggui could already guess.

What magical effects will occur after they eat it.

Smelling the refreshing aroma on the table, the three old men, Huo, Fang and Meng, couldn't help but start swallowing their saliva.

After all, Mr. Xu had eaten it several times before, so he was not as impatient as he was at the beginning.

After forcing himself to say a few polite words, everyone started to enjoy their meal.

At He Yuzhu's table, as Director Wang started to eat, several younger generations also started to eat.

Zhou Zican, who was eating with everyone for the first time, was still a little nervous.

However, after discovering that a "gentlemanly" person like Fang Zisen rolled up his sleeves and swept the scene, there was nothing to be nervous about.

He finally realized that if he didn't let go, he would probably go hungry today.

In less than an hour, we had eaten and drunk our fill.

Several young people helped clean up the kitchen, while five old men sat in the living room and talked.

The first to speak was Mr. Xu:

"Mr. Zhou, how was Chef Xiao He's meal?"

"Eh!"

Zhou Danggui sighed heavily.

This caused the other four old men to look at him sideways, not understanding what Old Zhou was doing since he was clearly the one eating the most happily just now.

"Such a good seedling should be born in my Zhou family!"

"Hahaha……"

The four old men burst into laughter, and Mr. Huo couldn't help but tease:

"You, Old Zhou, have a nice idea."

"That's right, that's right, my sister-in-law is already so beautiful, so don't think about her being that beautiful anymore."

Mr. Meng couldn't help but make a joke.

"No, I finally have the chance today, I want to go talk to Comrade He.

I have a few more difficult cases, and I'd like to see if he can help me."

Grandpa Zhou ignored the teasing of the four old brothers, got up and went to the kitchen to instruct his grandson:

"Zi Can, please help clean up here. I want to talk to Comrade He."

"Hey, Grandpa, I understand."

Zhou Zican agreed and took over the work from He Yuzhu.

"Hey, Zhou Bangchui, you should go with Grandpa Zhou.

It’s such a small kitchen, and we guys can clean it up easily.”

Fang Zisen took over the work from Zhou Zican.

Liang Youan also came over and drove people out with a smile:

"Alright, alright, Zhuzi, Bangchui, both of you go.

Our kitchen is too small and it would be too crowded if there were too many people. "

"Thank you very much, brothers. I will treat you to dinner later."

Zhou Zican didn't care about the nicknames these people had just given him. He smiled, thanked them, and walked out with He Yuzhu.

He knew that his grandfather must have come to He Yuzhu to discuss medical knowledge.

Naturally, he wanted to hear more.

Wang Aiying took them to a separate room and made tea before coming out.

……

When He Yuzhu, Yu Shui and Ma Hua returned, they were still sent back by Meng Xinglang. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

It took three attempts to move the large and small packages into the yard, and Yu Shui couldn't stop smiling.

Everyone in the yard watched with their eyes reddening to the point of bleeding.

When Ma Hua returned, he carried a lot of cloth and net bags:

Flour, meat, rice, eggs, fruits, vegetables, money and tickets were enough for their family to eat for three months.

It was too much for one person to carry it all, so they had to borrow He Yuzhu's bicycle to carry it back.

Of course, Ma Hua is a very capable person.

That night he went to his uncle Ma Ming's house carrying two pounds of pork, two packs of cigarettes, a bottle of wine, and five apples.

That afternoon, He Yuzhu steamed rice, fried spicy and sour potato shreds, deep-fried pork, and stir-fried cabbage with oil residue.

The brother and sister ate around the kang table.

"Yushui, how are you? Do you feel better after attending the "mini class" class?"

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely be admitted to university next year."

When it comes to studying, Yu Shui exudes a light called "confidence".

“Well, when we came back, Meng Xinglang took the time to tell me about our dad’s situation.

When you are free, let's go to Baocheng to see him."

He Yuzhu can set off at any time, but he is worried that the rain will interfere with his studies.

"Maybe next Sunday. We'll take the Saturday train and be back on Sunday night."

He Yushui thought about it seriously.

She couldn't describe how she felt, she just felt empty inside, as if something was missing.

"Well, then, next week."

He Yuzhu nodded in response:

"Also, you should pay more attention to Liang Xiaobing."

He Yushui's face suddenly turned red again:

"Brother, don't worry. When I come back from Baocheng, I will bring him back for you to see."

After dinner, the brother and sister cleaned up the stove together.

Yu Shui went to his room to do his homework, while He Yuzhu went to the deaf old lady's house in the backyard.

The deaf old lady had already finished her meal, but the dishes were still there and had not been cleared away.

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the door, he saw:

"Hey, old lady, can you tell fortunes?

Knowing I was coming, you left it here for me to wash?"

As he spoke, he took the enamel basin, scooped water and started helping the deaf old lady wash the dishes.

"De'er, you little bastard, you've been so busy these past few days that I haven't even seen you anywhere."

The deaf old lady squinted her eyes and looked at He Yuzhu with a smile on her face.

"Well, grandma, no matter how small the position is, he is still an official.

Can't you curry favor with the leaders?"

As He Yuzhu spoke, he wiped the washed dishes with a wet rag.

He put it in the cabinet next to the stove and went out to pour out the water in the enamel basin.

"Otherwise, not only will I have to support my wife, but also a deaf old lady. How can I afford it?"

"What's going on? Have you found a wife?"

The deaf old lady was no longer deaf now. She quickly sat up straight on the kang and asked He Yuzhu.

"Yes, don't worry, I will bring it back to you in a few days."

He Yuzhu said this casually, feeling very amused in his heart.

Before he traveled through time, he often used this excuse to fool his parents.

However, instead of saying "a few days later," they say "Chinese New Year."

The deaf old lady believed it and immediately grinned:

"Hey, hey, hey, it's good to have a place to stay.

You are not young anymore, so get married as soon as possible if you find someone suitable."

"Don't worry, you will definitely have a grandson next year."

He Yuzhu said this, but in his heart he was thinking:

She has a whereabouts, but I have never met her, so I don’t know what she looks like.

He also chatted a few words with the deaf old lady.