The old fat chatted and chatted, and the topic led to the rice cracker rice in the bowl. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Rice crackers resemble boiled sago, but have a more crystalline and beautiful appearance. It has a far superior texture to ordinary rice, and the taste is also evocative.

When the old fat smelled in the kitchen, he remembered it.

This cheeky knock on the door and the table is not just to inquire about the origin of this special staple food.

He thought that a while ago, in order to get a share of one hundred catties of high-quality meat from Lin Zeng every month, he struggled to sell his labor to obtain it. Looking at this special rice again, it is rare and rare, and I originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to know the origin from Lin Zeng's mouth.

Therefore, he first said all the good things in front of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, helped Lin Zeng warm up the atmosphere of the dinner table, and finally asked about this rice fruit with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zeng didn't say a word, and directly gave him a website address and asked him to buy it online, which made Lao Pang suddenly feel that he had worked hard, racked his brains, and paved the way for a long time, which seemed to be a superfluous move.

If Lao Fat knew the reason, it is estimated that the fat round head hit the wall with one head.

The pigs, cattle and mutton raised by Liu Shan, Lin Zeng did not let go, because the quantity was limited, in order to attract customers with special delicacies when No. 90 East Street opened, so Lin Zeng had to keep it.

But the rice cracker has become a hot-selling item of Xenodu Greening Company, and Lin Zeng doesn't need to hide it, just let Lao Pang buy it himself.

However, Mi Guo is easy to talk to, and when Lao Pang proposed to buy more fresh meat every month, Lin Zeng did not hesitate to refuse.

After a meal, Lin Zeng did not continue to stay in the courtyard.

According to Jiang Hua, her parents are self-satisfied personalities, and they don't need Lin Zeng to accompany them politely, if they can have a place to stay, they can have a heartless time.

Lao Pang and Lin Zeng left together, and on the way back to the restaurant, they happened to be on the same road as Lin Zeng.

He thought of the good appetite of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother at the dinner table, and said with some emotion: "When people reach middle age, they can still have no scruples, eat meat in large pieces, and eat in large gulps, which is the rarest happiness." ”

"What?" Lin Zeng asked a little strangely as he saw that the old fat man had his hands on his hips, and his words contained the profound meaning of vicissitudes.

"Alas, I envy Brother Jiang's two sons, don't look at me working on the stove every day, but I can't satisfy my appetite. Lao Pang patted his bulging belly, squinted and said, "When I was young, I ate and drank without taboo, and I could eat a plate of secret braised pork at a meal, but now I am older, and I had a physical examination last year, and I had high blood lipids, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and all kinds of problems." Now my wife, son, and apprentices are restricting me from eating meat, I really feel that life is boring, there are not a few pieces of meat in one meal, this meal is equal to eating for nothing!"

The old fat man spoke with a vivid expression, especially when he talked about the painful energy of being banned from meat, and his fat facial features were twisted together, which was very funny.

Lin Zeng looked at his muttering and complaining appearance, and felt a little funny, but after thinking about it carefully, what this fat man said was still very reasonable.

What could be more painful than loving good food but not being able to eat and drink as much as you want!

You let Jiang Hua try it without snacks for two days.

"Old fat master, do you know the direction of Guangyuan Street, how many plant gyms there are?" Lin Zeng suggested to the fat chef.

"I've heard my apprentice say," the old fat said with a disgusted face, "I'm not going to the gym!"

"Exercise more, consume more, and subtract a body of fat, so that you can have the capital to eat meat. Lin Zeng saw that he was stubborn, and he didn't have much, so he simply persuaded him and waved goodbye to the fat man.

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At the Mind Dancer Rehabilitation Center, Tian Tian smiled and took the trouble to communicate with a patient who had just arrived at the rehabilitation center.

The patient is an eight-year-old boy who has no qualms about smashing people and objects.

Tian Tian is a therapist.

Initially, she worked in a special school to help mentally handicapped children with their learning and life.

This job, for her, is a responsibility, but it is difficult for her to bear.

Her dilemma is that she takes it too seriously.

The longer she worked, the more difficult it was to get rid of the sadness and fatigue of these mentally handicapped children, and she often felt the same amount of stress as she felt it.

In the end, she escaped the job, left the special school, obtained other rehabilitation teacher qualifications, and became an ordinary rehabilitation therapist at the Mind Dancer Rehabilitation Center on the recommendation of a teacher.

"Xiao Ruirui, wait a while, Uncle Doctor will send you a cute little friend, it can understand you, it can also let you know what others say, and it can also dance beautifully!" Tian Tian recorded the basic situation of the child and transferred the case to Dr. Lang Ziang.

This is the last patient Tian Tian received this morning, the child's parents thanked the little boy with an expressionless face, and left the recovery room, Tian Tian kept watching their backs disappear, but his mind recalled his students in the special school.

They are not autistic people, but special low-intelligence children.

Some are due to congenital inheritance, some are due to prenatal factors, and some are inferior to ordinary people because of brain damage during childbirth.

Tian Tian has worked in a special school for ten years, and although she has now fled there shamefully, the experience of working in a special school is still deeply rooted in her work and life.

During her time at the Mind Dancer Rehabilitation Center, she always connects patients with the children she once cared for.

She knows that the plant-based treatment at this rehabilitation center is a historic change that brings hope to the families of countless autistic patients.

Looking at the patients who entered the rehabilitation center, with the help of the mind dancer, they continued to recover, and the situation was getting better and better, Tian Tian was not only happy, but couldn't help but think back to the group of children in the special school at the beginning.

She couldn't help but wonder if this magical plant, which can help people with autism communicate, help the mentally ill and give them hope for recovery.

At first, the idea was fleeting.

But as she worked at the Mind Dancer Rehabilitation Center for more and more time, the idea grew stronger.

Especially today, this eight-year-old boy happens to be a little similar to a low-intelligence child she once took care of.

She remembered that in school, from morning to night, she worried about them and took the trouble to teach them to repeat simple movements.

Tian Tian sat in her seat for a long time, until another rehabilitation therapist walked into the rehabilitation classroom, pushed her shoulder, and asked suspiciously: "Tian Tian, why don't you go to eat yet?" ”

"Oh, I know, thank you!" Tian Tian suddenly came back to his senses and nodded to thank his colleagues.

She stood up, but instead of going to lunch, she hesitated for a moment and walked to Lang Ziang's office.

"Doctor Lang, are you free now?" Tian Tian knocked on Lang Ziang's office, and only after receiving an affirmative answer from inside did he open the door and walk in.

"Tian Tian?" Lang Ziang looked at the materials while snoring and eating the noodles in his hand, he nodded at Tian Tian and said, "Is there something wrong?"

"Doctor Lang, I have something I want to ask you about. Tian Tian asked seriously.

"You say. ”

"Our rehabilitation center, which provides patients with a potted plant of mind dancers, can help people with autism communicate with others, so can it help the mentally handicapped, so that they can learn better and faster, and recover their intelligence?"

When Lang Ziang heard Tian Tian's question, he frowned, and put down the chopsticks in his hand very solemnly.