Obviously, this future sister-in-law hopes that Jiang Xinwei will marry Guo Qian, and she also has her own little abacus: if Jiang Xinwei becomes the Guo family's fast son-in-law, then she and his future husband will have a better time in the mine. "≤ Ding" ≤ dot "≤ small" ≤ said, www.

Jiang Xinwei even thought that this sister-in-law must have added fuel and vinegar, and talked about how infatuated Guo Qian was and how she missed him. Because he knew that Guo Qian certainly had feelings for herself, but she was far from reaching the level of lovesickness, and he estimated that this kind of hazy girlish feelings that arose in her heart should gradually diminish with the widening of the spatial distance between the two.

As long as others don't mention it or encourage her, as long as she doesn't intentionally tease her, the two will become good friends in the future, and she will keep a very good memory in her heart at most.

In order for Guo Qian to live a peaceful life in the future, Jiang Xinwei decided to take the time to talk seriously with her future sister-in-law, so that she would stop being a matchmaker between the two of them, and she had to warn her sternly: If she really misled Guo Qian, let Guo Qian mistakenly think that I, Jiang Xinwei, was devoted to her, but in the end, the two could not get married, not only could the little abacus in her heart not be realized, but she also had to bear the possible revenge and blows that the Guo family might have after they were deceived.

Jiang Xiaoqing's eyes blinked and asked, "Brother, did you really deceive her feelings?"

Jiang Xinwei said depressedly: "What are you talking nonsense? I have only met her a few times?...... , many times the two of them have nothing to do, but when the people around them are in a mess, things are out of control, and many people will be harmed at that time. ”

The latter sentence was obviously said by Jiang Xinwei to his brother and sister-in-law, but looking at their expressions, he didn't seem to really listen to them.

Su Xiaoqing said in a very professional tone: "Don't be so sensational. …… , brother, I sue you, it's hard to say about feelings. Some people may not have feelings for each other after knowing each other for decades, and some people fall in love when they see each other, which is called love at first sight. Brother, you are so handsome, she must have been thrilled when she saw it. And you are the one who sees the beauty of the legs, and it is estimated that she is hooked by the electricity discharged from your eyes. Honestly, are you ......."

didn't wait for her to finish. Jiang Xinwei simply got up and went back to his bedroom to read the medicine book. He even forgot about it, and forgot that he had gone to Zi'an City to go to work.

The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and after Jiang Xinwei had breakfast, he rode his bicycle to Qianjin Village with gifts. Although he felt in his heart that he would never see Master Xiankong again, he still wanted to go and see this kind of traditional festival, and what if he did?

On the one hand, he went to visit Master Xiankong to do his best to report to him the results of his treatment of Zeng Hetao's sequelae. On the other hand, he also wanted to thank him. Ever since he had practiced the "Meditation and Purifying the Heart Formula" according to the instructions of the Xiankong Taoist priest, he felt that he had made great progress. If the Hamkong Taoist saw him today, he might be surprised by his progress.

When he climbed to the cave where the Xiankong Taoist priest lived, he found that it was empty. If it weren't for the fact that a few stones had become a little slippery by the foot, there would have been no sign of human habitation.

Jiang Xinwei searched back and forth in the small cave several times, but did not see anything valuable, and was about to come back from the mountain, but on the left side of the cave entrance, he saw four words carved out of unknown words, "I have returned".

"Grass!" Seeing these four words, Jiang Xinwei couldn't cry or laugh, unliterate, what did he mean. "In the end, you are dead, and you are 'returned' to the underworld of Hades. Or do you go back to another Taoist temple, or do you simply go back to reunite with your friends?"

He thought about it for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that the Xiankong Taoist priest told him that he would not come here again, and told him not to look for him again. Thinking of Master Xiankong's kindness to him, and thinking of the enigmatic interaction between Master Xiankong and his grandfather, Jiang Xinxu stood there with a trace of melancholy. There is also a hint of sadness.

He stared at these four words and looked at them, and suddenly realized that the last word "go" was written a little strangely. The other three characters are all very beautifully written, the font is powerful, and the structure is even, but the word "go" seems a bit top-heavy, especially the vertical one above, which is a little too long. It's like sticking a bamboo pole into the flat ground.

He was stunned for a moment, looked up along this vertical shaft, and found that there seemed to be a loose stone more than nine feet above him, and his heart couldn't help but move, and he involuntarily rushed up.

Pulled out the loose stone weighing more than 100 catties, and there was a small hole in it, and something was wrapped in plastic in the small hole.

took out the package to restore the stone, and Jiang Xinwei went down the mountain.

After returning home, there were many guests in the house. Even Zhu Keqi, who had been promoted to the post office of the county post and telecommunications bureau as deputy head of the postal unit, also came to the door with a gift for the first time. Seeing Jiang Xinwei coming back, Zhu Keqi hurriedly greeted him and asked Jiang Xinwei about his current situation.

Jiang Xinwei only then told the fact that he was no longer in Shengli Electronics No. 2 Factory and was already serving as deputy general manager of a company in Zi'an City - naturally, he did not say that the company was actually his own, and it was run with Zeng Hetao's money.

The family was very surprised, Zhu Keqi even asked what level the deputy general manager was, and when he heard Jiang Xinwei say that there was no level now, he resolutely did not believe it.

Although everyone felt very strange about the change in his work, because of the support of Jiang's father, everyone did not ask him why he did it, according to Jiang's father: Jiang Xinwei did everything right, and he could do it himself if he was willing to do it.

Jiang Xinwei knew that the reason why his father believed in him so much was because Master Xiankong trusted him unconditionally and gave him the treasures he had collected all his life without compensation. Father Jiang thinks that a person who is a master of the world still trusts his son so much, why should he not believe it? He should believe in his son more than outsiders.

Jiang Xinwei was secretly happy in his heart, and he also felt a little funny, so he greeted everyone very calmly, and after talking to Zhu Keqi for a while, he returned to his room.

He opened the plastic-wrapped object and found four old notebooks inside. Inside is the master of Xiankong with a brush meticulously recorded his long-term treatment and saving people, the record is the patient's condition and the situation of his medication, the record is the patient's reaction and according to the patient's reaction The measures taken by the Xiankong Taoist, and there are some of his thoughts behind each medical record, which is what ordinary people call experience and lessons.

Although Jiang Xinwei is not a doctor, he also knows the preciousness of this information. When the Xiankong Taoist priest gave him such a precious thing, he must have hoped that Jiang Xinwei could inherit his mantle, pass on his medical skills, and even carry them forward.

It's a pity that Jiang Xinwei doesn't want to study medicine at all, let alone deal with patients for a long time, he prefers to develop telecommunications products and make some achievements in the field of telecommunications.

"What should I do?" Jiang Xinwei showed the image of a Xiankong Taoist priest in his mind, and even saw the ardent expectation in the other party's eyes, "But I don't like these? If I wanted to study medicine, I would have studied with my father a long time ago...... Why don't I give these four notebooks to my father? Let him ponder and improve his medical skills. ”

In the eyes of others, his father Jiang Langzhong is a doctor with excellent medical skills, thinking that his father has learned most of his grandfather's skills, but Jiang Xinwei himself knows that his father has not learned his grandfather's medical skills at all. His medical skills are more miscellaneous, that is, he can do everything, internal medicine, surgery, orthopedics or something, but he is not very good at anything, and he is even worse than Jiang Xinwei in terms of orthopedics and several treatment prescriptions.

Of course, because Jiang Xinwei has been lively and active since he was a child, he likes to fight, so he naturally likes to treat wounds, pain, fractures and other prescriptions, and because of his interest, he has studied more deeply, and his attainments in this area have surpassed his father.

His father's medical skills are average, but because of the lack of medicine in the countryside, and the lack of medical experts, plus his father has a little martial arts, he treats everyone equally, so everyone recognizes him, admires him, and respects him.

Just think about it, my grandfather gave birth to my father when he was over 60 years old, and he was already short of energy after being injured in the war, so where could he teach his father much medical skills for a while? When my grandfather died, my father went to the countryside to become a barefoot doctor in response to the call of the country, and he did not calm down to study medical skills, so naturally there was not much progress in technology.

My father was not a quack doctor, but his medical skills were also very limited. If he handed over these four notebooks to him, his medical skills would definitely improve a lot, but would the Xiankong Taoist be willing?

Xiankong Daoist's medical skills are obviously brilliant, he didn't choose an apprentice for more than a hundred years, it's not that he can't find an apprentice, it's not that no one wants to learn from him, it must be that he doesn't want to find an apprentice, he doesn't want to teach an apprentice, he finally chose to hand over valuable things to himself, and to transfer these four notes in this way, he must be appreciating himself, but also testing himself, and he must not be happy to transfer them before he learns.

"Forget it, I'll take a look for myself first, anyway, my father's medical skills are like this, and I don't think he can improve much if I learn more. Jiang Xinwei thought about it for a long time, and decided to leave them to learn by himself according to the intention of the Xiankong Daoist, anyway, he didn't have to press himself to learn a lot of skills, and he didn't force himself to learn much, so he would take a look when he had time, and if the people around him had any incurable diseases, maybe he could save them.

My parents are now very satisfied with their own lives, and there is no need to use the advanced medical skills in these four notebooks to increase my father's psychological pressure.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Jiang Xinwei returned to the company on the morning of the second day, not only Jintian City sent a car to send the plastic shell of the telephone, but also Yiyang Lantian Electronics Company also sent a PCB circuit board.

He began to assemble it as soon as possible, and in three hours, he installed 16 telephones of two models and four colors. Looking at these beautiful, high-end and luxurious telephones, Su Dingyu next to him couldn't believe that they were produced by his own company: "Wow! This telephone is really our company?"

(Thanks to Heheweilong and Sunset Xiaowu for their rewards, thanks to (3) Futian's monthly pass, ask for recommendation) (to be continued......) R527