Chapter 633: The Way of Eclecticism
When outsiders go out, they also thoughtfully close the door to leave room for their family to talk privately.
"Teacher, don't you forget it? The twisted melon is not sweet, this child is so young, he has no concentration, it is the time to play, how can he sit still and learn those boring stitches? ”
Meng Shu held back his breath, helped the teacher to the window far away in the corridor, lowered his voice and persuaded patiently.
With the old man's current status, where is the need to beg people from low to low, others come to beg them, right?
I can't stand this anger!
Zang Guoliang leaned on the windowsill, glanced at him, and then looked at the winter scenery outside the window.
One night the wind blew the leaves and danced, and the trees were all emaciated, revealing the bark of the ravines, like the backs of his hands.
"Meng Shu, I know you are a good boy. Don't have too much psychological pressure, I'm just doing my best to obey God's fate, it's better to pick up a student, it doesn't matter if you don't. I still have your back road, I'm very relieved. ”
Meng Shu's nose was sour, and he tried his best to suppress the grievances in his heart.
"Teacher, don't worry, I will work hard!"
Zang Guoliang patted his apprentice on the shoulder, smiled gently, pointed out the not outstanding winter scenery in the courtyard, and chatted with him.
It's just a matter of which ice pillar under the opposite eaves is sharper, and if the conditions don't allow it, you can fold it down, which surgical instrument to use, which part of the operation to cut which part, and by the way, to make a gesture of correction, to discuss the review of the whole operation, and to suggest where it can be improved.
Outside, the master and apprentice talked happily, the depression in their stomachs gradually subsided, and the conversation in the ward was also unfolding.
Song Ci solemnly beckoned to his parents and motioned for them to come closer.
Sijiu also joined in the fun.
"I don't want to worship Old Man Zang as a teacher. Don't worry, listen to me.
It's not that I look down on the old man's medical skills, and it's not that I want to be lazy. I have my reasons.
My teachers don't worship casually, they kowtow to tea seriously, and they swear that they will be teachers for one day and fathers for life, and I take them seriously.
But how old is the old man? To put it mildly, how many days do you have left to live?
It's not a good sound, I can't understand it. But this is an undeniable fact.
I want to really worship the teacher, and sincerely respect others as my own father, and when the time comes, I won't be sad?
Li Shengnan raised his eyebrows in surprise and exchanged glances with her husband.
I never expected that my daughter would think like this.
Does it seem to make sense?
But it's like a quibble.
Li Shengnan held his somewhat messy head, trying to clarify his head.
"You wait first. According to what you say, then the rest of your teachers, who are not young, will walk ahead of you, and you are not afraid of being sad when the time comes?"
Song Ci Zhenzhen said:
"It's different. Although my teachers are not young, they are thirty or forty years younger than this one, and they can accompany me for twenty or thirty years, so that I can be filial.
When the time comes, all the filial piety I should be filial will be over, even if the teachers can't stand to leave this world, even if I am sad, at least I don't have regrets in my heart. That's good, I can take it.
But what about this one? I haven't grown up yet, and he hung up first. I inherited such a big favor from others, and I didn't honor it for a day and a half, and I was left with sadness and guilt in my heart, and I had to bear this debt for the rest of my life.
This account can be calculated by fools, I won't do it. I want to live happily with peace of mind, so that I don't have to worry about myself. ”
Li Shengnan was thrown over by her bunch of crooked reasoning, and his mind was even more chaotic, so he pushed her husband:
"You say. ”
Song Chunan is on the side of her daughter this time.
"I agree with you, we don't worship this teacher. Still, you have to help.
If you can learn the thirteen needles of the ghost doctor, you can learn it first, and then accept an apprentice to pass it on, and ask the apprentice to go back and inherit the mantle of the old man, or you will get it. ”