After the mother and daughter finished eating, the doctor came.

He checked Yulan's pulse first, put down his hand and said with a smile: "It's good to wake up, the fever has completely subsided." You can go home today. I'll give you a few more patches of medicine, and I'll just take care of it after eating. ”

Li Aihua looked grateful: "Brother Li, thank you so much." I was worried that her brain would burn stupidly, but luckily she was fine. ”

Li Yongnian smiled and said, "This is my job. Little girl, is there any pain in your body?"

Yulan obediently called "Uncle Li is good", shook her head and said, "I don't have pain in my body, but I don't feel strong." ”

Li Yongnian touched Yulan's head, praised her, "It's so good!" and then said: "This is normal, go home and ask your aunt to make food for you, and you will have strength when you are full." He also told Li Aihua, "She may have a rash on her body in the past few days, which is the sequelae of high fever, it's not a big deal, if you feel itchy, just boil it with honeysuckle and scrub it with water." ”

The two of you are talking lively, and Yulan leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Dr. Li.

Dr. Li's name is Li Yongnian, who is in his forties, with an angular and handsome face, a small flat head, thick eyebrows flying obliquely into the sideburns like ink, deep eye sockets like ancient wells, a high nose bridge, and thin lips slightly pursed. The imprints of the years on his face did not detract from his handsomeness in the slightest, but gave him an indescribable charm. A proper middle-aged American uncle.

Yulan was deeply impressed by Li Yongnian not because of his outstanding appearance, but because of his frank official career.

Now Li Yongnian is just an ordinary doctor in a rural health center. But Yulan knew that in the near future, he would be transferred to the city hospital to become an attending physician. Later, because of his excellent performance in the city hospital, he was good at seeing pediatrics, and he was often cured by medicine, and was known as the "holy hand of pediatrics". The position has risen again and again, from a general physician, to a chief physician, and then to the dean, in just ten years, he has been prosperous all the way. This is a miracle for a country man with no background.

According to the current timeline, it should be still in the health center. Yulan secretly thought about how to make a good relationship with the future dean, but she was a little deflated when she saw that A-Niang was familiar with him, forget it, do more wrong, she should be a good child in An An's part.

Finally hung up the salt water, Yulan couldn't wait to urge Li Aihua to go home.

The village where their home is located is not far from this health center, and according to Li Aihua's usual pace, it will only take about 30 minutes to get home, but today it slowed down with Yulan. But she still stubbornly wants to walk by herself and refuses to let people carry her. Li Aihua had no choice but to let her, holding the child in her left hand and carrying the Chinese medicine in her right hand. Although the sun was a little heavy, the occasional cool breeze relieved the heat, so it was not too uncomfortable to travel.

Magnolia looked around, seeing everything novel. In fact, during the years of wandering, these scenes often appeared in dreams. Now, what I see in my eyes and what I hear in my ears, people and things that I once knew or stranged to me, are gradually overlapping with the scenes in my dreams. Yulan gradually became a little in a trance, unable to distinguish between the inside and outside of the dream.

"Oh, is this your little daughter, so pretty!" a loud voice rang in her ears, pulling Magnolia back to reality.

The person who spoke, according to the seniority, Yulan should call her Aunt An. Her voice was hoarse, and she felt very strained when she spoke, as if she was afraid that others would not hear her, so she raised her tone as high as she could, and over time, she got used to speaking in such a loud voice. In the past, when Yulan's family lived in an old house, every time they passed by her door, they could always hear her nagging. I used to think that this person was so noisy, but after so many years, when I heard this voice, Yulan felt very kind.

Li Aihua stopped and called Yulan to call someone, and said, "This is the third child, and the younger one is still at home." Is your Yuanyuan going to high school this year?"

"Ahem, don't mention it, what kind of high school did you go to? Her father asked her to take the secondary school exam, but she refused, saying that she was too tired to study and wanted to work with others. Neither father nor daughter can convince anyone, and they are still struggling. Isn't your Yumei in the same class as An Yuan, do you have any plans?"

"Yumei's high school entrance examination results are not good, she wants to go to work and doesn't want to continue school. When she was in school, her father told her that she could be admitted to any school, and she would be offered to go to any school. If you can't pass the exam, you will give the opportunity to your sister. She doesn't want to go on herself, and we don't force it. Li Aihua looked at Yulan Nunu, "I'm going to send her to kindergarten." ”

Yulan couldn't help but laugh when she saw that the two of them were talking more and more, and the topic was getting farther and farther.

In the past, I was the most impatient with these greetings from you to me, but A-Niang had something to say to everyone, and the conversation was endless. Yulan remembers that the most common thing she used to do was to pull the corner of A-Niang's clothes to express her dissatisfaction. At this time, she listened quietly to these parents' shortcomings, and realized that every sentence was knowledge. In the past, she always envied A-Niang for being able to speak, but she had a stupid mouth, always saying the wrong thing with one mouth, and offending people by accident, but later she talked less and less, and people became cringe. Yulan felt that from now on, it was necessary for her to learn from A-Niang.

The mother and daughter walked and stopped, and finally returned home before noon.

After entering the house, Li Aihua handed over a bag of Chinese medicine to Yumei and explained to her: "One pack a day, decoction in a clay pot, three bowls of water into one bowl, and feed it to Erya in two parts." I put on an apron and rolled up my sleeves to cook.

Grandma was a little worried when she saw Yulan's dying appearance, beckoned Yulan to her, reached out and touched her forehead, she didn't feel hot, and her heart was finally at ease. "It's good, it's good. During this time, I have a good rest at home and go to school with a good body. ”

Magnolia hugged her grandmother's arm, put her face on it and rubbed it, the dry and warm but slightly rough touch rubbed the delicate skin unique to young children, and this slight stinging made Magnolia happy.

How she was afraid that it was all in a dream, waking up and going back to the past that made her desperate.

But now, what she saw, heard, and touched all told her that all this was real.

After Li Aihua finished instructing Yumei, he turned his head and saw his grandparents and grandchildren talking together, so he sent Yulan to sleep.

Magnolia staggered into the bedroom. On the big bed in the back room, the little sister Yuzhu was lying on the bamboo mat, pouting her little buttocks, and sleeping soundly.

Yulan gently lay down on the edge of the jade bamboo, and stared sideways at Yuxue's cute little sister who was sleeping soundly. She reached out and gently stroked the little guy's fat and tender little face, and her heart was so soft that it was a mess. She secretly told herself that in this life, she must take good care of her little sister and make up for the debt she owed her in the past.

Yulan's eyes looked at it without blinking, but when she first recovered from her illness, she couldn't keep up with her energy, so she fell asleep unconsciously.

Yulan slept until dinnertime.

She was woken up by Yuzhu. The little guy is only 16 months old, and he can't speak well, and when he wakes up and sees his sister sleeping soundly next to him, the little fat hand pats his sister's face and pats it, and he giggles as if he has encountered something funny.

Yumei took Yulan, who kept rubbing her eyes, and prepared to eat.

The dining table is a boxy square table with benches on all sides. Yumei carried Yumei to the table and carefully sat down on the bench.

Wait until the whole family is on the table before the meal begins. People are not allowed to move chopsticks until they arrive, which is a rule inherited by the older generation. Yulan guessed that it was estimated that it was an era of lack of food and clothing, and this rule was set only when there was not enough food to eat first and then eat.

Magnolia glanced at the dishes on the table: a plate of dried radish, a plate of stir-fried choy sum, a plate of stir-fried winter melon, and a pot of potato soup in the middle. The staple food is shredded sweet potatoes mixed with white rice. There is relatively little white rice, most of it is shredded sweet potatoes, and the white rice is evenly mixed in the shredded sweet potatoes, as if the gray land is full of stars, and the stars are beautiful. Everyone's bowl is the same, the difference is just the amount of portion.

Compared with the practice that many families are accustomed to letting boys eat well and girls eat poorly, Yulan feels that A-Niang has actually been trying to treat every child fairly.

Yulan lay on the table with her hand on her chin, looking at her dearest family: grandma's teeth are not very good, so she loves to eat winter melon, slowly put winter melon into the bowl, clip a piece, then clip another piece, and stop after four or five pieces; Daddy is used to drinking soup before eating, and drinks a bowl of potato soup after a few sips; Auntie eats very elegantly, Sven Wen, chews slowly, and has a very beautiful fan; it is said that Grandma is a young lady from a declining family, and she has been raised according to the young lady of the family since she was a child. The eldest brother Yushu buried his head in eating, and the dried radish was chewed crunchy in his mouth. The eldest sister Yumei took a bite of rice, first put a chopstick dish in the Yulan bowl, and then continued to eat with her head down.

Yushu finished the meal assigned to him, glanced at the dishes on the table, and endured the desire to continue eating and prepared to get off the table. In this era, most families are not well-off, and they basically can't eat with an open belly. Yulan had just seen the rice in everyone's bowl, and it was estimated that Yushu was only half-full, so she hurriedly called: "Brother, I don't want to eat." You can help me eat it. ”

Everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at Magnolia. Magnolia was very calm, "I want to eat potato soup, but I can't eat potato soup after eating." ”

Li Aihua smiled: "This girl has been reading potato soup all morning." It seems that you really don't want to eat, Yushu, you can eat. ”

Yushu looked at Ah Niang, and then at Daddy, and said hesitantly, "Let's eat Daddy." Daddy has had a hard day. ”

Chen Li smiled innocently, "I'm already full, you can eat the jade book, don't waste it." ”

"Okay!" Yushu happily filled his bowl with a bowl full of potato soup and handed it to Yulan, replacing Yulan's bowl of sweet potato rice.

Magnolia scooped up a spoonful of soup with a soup spoon and put it into her mouth, the familiar taste spread on the tip of her tongue, and the hot soup kept burning into her heart, and her whole heart was warm.

Actually, the potato soup recipe is not cumbersome. It's just to put the shredded potatoes in boiling water and roll them twice, then put the soup with the shredded potatoes for later use, heat the pot, pour a little oil, add minced garlic and chopped perilla leaves and stir-fry, and then pour the spare shredded potatoes and soup into the pot. After boiling, add the fine noodles, salted mustard greens, red wine lees, and finally add the seasonings and start the pot.

But for such a simple dish, Yulan has made it countless times, but she can't make the taste that she misses in her memory.

Maybe it's the guy who cooks, she thought.

So much so that she didn't dare to touch it again, but the familiar taste remained in her heart forever.