"Old lady, have you eaten well lately?" Zhao Yang asked.

"I don't have the heart to eat," said the old lady, "I can eat a piece of pickle gnocchi for several days, and I can eat a small piece of steamed bread and half a bowl of gruel in one meal." ”

"You eat steamed buns and pickles every day?" Zhao Yang asked with a frown.

"Alas, I don't have the heart to cook at home alone, and I can't eat a few bites, and the rest is rancid. The old lady sighed.

"What about your son?" asked Zhao Yang.

"My son and daughter-in-law have gone to Africa to work, and they will not be back for two years. The old lady said.

At this time, Zhao Yang glanced at Zhang Sleeve, and then said: "Grandma, I'll prescribe you a few pairs of medicine, you take it back and drink it, I'll take you well." ”

"Really?" the old lady seemed to be a little unable to believe Zhao Yang's words.

Zhao Yang actually said that her illness could be cured!

These days, she looks in the mirror every day, feeling that she is not as good as a day, looking for Zhang Sleeve's pulse, Zhang Sleeve'er didn't come out of anything, so she felt that Zhang Sleeve was hiding from her, and she must have some incurable disease.

In this way, the old lady pondered at home every day, and often dreamed at night that her wife had been dead for ten years, coupled with the lack of nutrients in the diet, her body was getting worse.

She came to take a look twice every day to see if Zhao Yang had come back, and only when Zhao Yang showed her that she could rest assured.

"You're a minor illness, it's easy!" Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"You kid, don't lie to your Grandma Song. The old lady said seriously.

"Grandma, I didn't lie to you, really, if you take the medicine back and drink it on time, it will definitely be fine. Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"Oh well. Old Mrs. Song nodded.

Then Zhao Yang prescribed a calming prescription, and asked Qin Xi and Qin Lan to grab the medicine for the old lady, and when the old lady left, Zhao Yang said to Zhang Sleeve'er: "Sister Sleeve'er, if this old lady is not served, she really won't live too long." ”

"What do you mean......" Zhang Sleeve was a little confused.

"I prescribed her a calming medicine, she is mainly lonely now, there is no one around her, she feels that life is boring, she is too lazy to cook, mainly because she wants to die every day, and she dies quickly. Zhao Yang said.

"What should I do then?" the two sisters, Qin Xi and Qin Lan, hurriedly asked.

"Doesn't she have a grandson, where is she?" Zhao Yang asked.

Zhang Sleeve pondered for a moment and said, "The last time she came to see a doctor, she said that her son and daughter-in-law had sent her grandson to the county's grandmother's house before they went to Africa. ”

"Three ways. ”

Zhao Yang raised three fingers and said: "Either take her grandson over and let her take care of it, so that the old lady can still have a job, or tell her son that her mother is going to die, and if she comes back late, she can go directly to the funeral, and the last way I don't know if it will work, that is, to send a dog to the old lady, it is better to have a companion than nothing." ”

"This ......" Zhang Sleeve looked at Zhao Yang in a daze.

"There are only these three ways, although the medicine that calms the nerves can solve the problem, but it can't be drunk every day, the old man's organs are weak, and it will definitely not work to drink it every day, finding someone to accompany her and let her have something to do is the most fundamental solution. Zhao Yang said.

"Then I think it's better to take her grandson over. Zhang Sleeve said.

"Won't her in-laws be the only one in her family?" asked Zhao Yang.

"Probably not, I heard that her grandson's grandfather and grandmother are still there, and they are in good health, and they have opened a small supermarket in the county. Zhang Sleeve said.

"That's fine. Zhao Yang nodded and said, "I'll tell my father at night and leave this matter to the village committee." ”

"Well, that's for the best. Zhang Sleeve nodded and said.

Hearing that Zhao Yang was back, the seriously ill people in the village rushed to hear the news, and some seriously ill people in the neighboring villages immediately set off to the hospital when they got the news.

At this time, Zhao Yang was seriously injured and did not recover, but he was busy all day, and did not close the door and go home until more than six o'clock in the evening.

Before going home, Zhao Yishan knew that his son was back, and he hadn't seen him for so many days, and he missed Zhao Yang a lot.

When he got home, Zhang Sleeve was cooking in the kitchen, while Zhao Yang was leaning cross-legged against the wall, meditating and pranayama.

This bone injury is the most difficult to heal, Zhao Yang was busy for a day, and when he went home and took off his clothes, he found that the gauze was full of blood.

After that, he asked Zhang Sleeve to help him change the medicine into his own prescription, and when Zhang Sleeve went to the kitchen to cook, he began to exercise his pranayama, using his true qi to urge the medicine to eliminate the bruising near the ribs.

However, Zhao Yang had already changed his clothes, so his father didn't find out after he entered the door.

"Zhao Yang, you have been gone for such a long time, didn't you say that you would come back once a week?" Zhao Yishan got on the kang head, crossed his legs, and began to teach Zhao Yang a lesson.

"Dad, I can't help it, I originally planned to come back once a week, but things ...... one after another," Zhao Yang said helplessly.

"There are a few serious illnesses in the village waiting for you to come back, have you read them all in the afternoon?" Zhao Yishan asked.

"Look," Zhao Yang nodded, and then told his father about the old lady Song in the morning.

After hearing this, Dad frowned and pondered for a while, then made a phone call and handed over the matter to the people of the village committee.

"You kid, you even know how to get mental illness. Zhao Yishan said with a smile.

"There's no way, if this old lady doesn't have anyone to accompany her, she will probably be bored to death. Zhao Yang said with a wry smile.

"People are old, and it's too desolate to have no one to accompany them. Zhao Yishan nodded and said.

"I heard that her grandson will be in elementary school in more than a year, but by that time, the elderly activity center in our village should be built, and then the old men and women in the village will have a place to have fun. Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"You kid, you just have a lot of ideas!" Zhao Yishan praised.

"Dad, how's the progress of the road construction?" Zhao Yang asked.

When he came back in the morning, Zhao Yang walked around the village and dug everywhere.

There's no way, that's how roads are built, it's messy when it's repaired, and it's a mess when it's done.

"Well, the two construction teams you kid is looking for are really reliable, and the work is very happy, haven't you heard the sound outside, it's all at this point, and people haven't stopped.

The two construction teams worked hard and worked until 11 or 2 o'clock in the middle of the night every day. Zhao Yishan said.

"Do the villagers have any opinions? Zhao Yang said.

"Son, you are really stupid, if this road is repaired, it will be of great benefit to every family, and your kid is paying out of his own pocket to repair the road in the village, everyone is too late to thank you, how can you be embarrassed to have opinions,

Besides, if you have difficulties to overcome it yourself, I asked people to buy a bunch of soundproof earplugs before, and whoever is noisy will get it yourself.

As a result, I bought so many that few of them were too embarrassed to receive them, so I simply asked someone to send them out door-to-door. Zhao Yishan said with a smile.

(End of chapter)