No one knows whether the old Chinese medicine doctor's guess is right or not, because the secret recipe that is said to be his family's ancestral recipe is not visible in several places because of the bite of insects and rats, and the tattered ones are estimated to be disgusted.

But if people don't say that they have real skills, it doesn't matter if they don't know, we can give it a try! Anyway, the kid in front of him has already tried it once, and now it seems that not only does he not have any symptoms of foaming at the mouth, vomiting and diarrhea, but also has a ruddy complexion, a strong pulse, and is very energetic!

Next, the old Chinese medicine doctor let his subordinates run out, went to the street to buy a bundle of leeks, and then used the leeks as a medicine guide, personally refried a pair of medicines, and poured them into Teng Qiang as soon as it was cold.

To be honest, the most criticized point of traditional Chinese medicine is that it is really not delicious, very, very bad.

The bitterness makes you want to buckle your throat and spit it out after drinking, even if you have sugar in your mouth, your stomach feels bitter in your mouth, and it takes a long time to recover.

This medicine was fried with two bowls of water to make a bowl, but that bowl was not a lot. Although it is not the kind of big bowl of Lao Shaanxi, it is much better than the delicate small bowl of the Cantonese people.

So this bowl of black, with a smell of traditional Chinese medicine, although Teng Qiang is used to drinking traditional Chinese medicine, he still pinched his nose and endured it before drinking it.

However, the effect is very good, an hour later, the old Chinese medicine doctor gave him the pulse again, and a smile appeared on his face, which suddenly made a large group of people in the anxious old Teng family breathe a sigh of relief, and the Teng family does not have to worry about breaking its roots in this generation!

Listening to the fat man's boasting of his leeks as if Taishang Laojun's nine-turn elixir, Wang Yong was a little red-faced when he heard it.

This guy doesn't know the occasion clearly, his own brothers are together, and it's okay for you to say anything. But what about the many other people around you?

Especially if there are still a few women in the house, but where are you talking about something uncomfortable at home, then the next thing is inevitable.

After more than 20 minutes, Wang Yong had dinner, sat on the sofa with a cup of superb Tieguanyin, and looked at the fat man's pair of Zhaofeng ears that were very similar to Zhu Bajie, which were already red. It's like cooking a prawn, and the mouth is happy.

Oh yes! I'll let you get sè! I'll let you say I'm not worthy of my car! I told you to just blow up with me! This time, you know that Ma Wang Ye has three eyes, right?

Lao Tzu took revenge with a little trick, and it seems that he is still a hero!

Thinking of the excitement, Wang Yong picked up the teacup and drank from the heroes of the ancients, and took a big sip. If you don't have wine in your hand, you can only temporarily replace it with tea, isn't it often said that tea is used instead of wine? Let's give it a try.

Since then, Wang Yong has never mentioned the matter of replacing wine with tea. And he is not allowed to be in front of him, and when he mentions him, he is anxious with others.

Because he immediately cupped it! More cups than fat people.

He forgot that the tea in his hand was freshly brewed, and that temperature. There are no sixty or seventy degrees, and there are definitely forty or fifty degrees!

So take a big bite, that's him, how to say that, thanks to my buddy, I've also practiced!

Next, Wang Yong kept pulling his face and opening his mouth wide. The mouth is open so that the wind can blow into the mouth, so that the burn in the mouth is not so painful.

Although he reacted as soon as he took his mouth, he quickly vomited. After that, I drank a large glass of cold spiritual water to repair a lot of burned places, but it still hurt a little.

Although he can easily heal the burns in his mouth. But that would also reveal some of your own secrets.

Now, it was not the time for his family to know these secrets, so he could only endure the pain with his cup and stand in the yard with his mouth wide open and inhale in pain.

The godmother and daughter-in-law were distressed. was about to drive Wang Yong to the hospital directly, but Wang Yong refused without hesitation in inarticulate words.

and also threatened that no one in the house could tell their own troubles, otherwise they would run away from home and have no face to see!

In the evening, Wang Yong felt much better. simply didn't do anything and kept curing himself completely.

The mouth was not uncomfortable, Wang Yong suddenly regained his anger, and he hugged the little guy in the fat family of three who was not leaving his house and did not let go.

After a while, he made a grimace and made Xiao Liu Sheng giggle non-stop. Follow the hen like a hen. After a while, he ran all over the house with him, and he was even more interested, picked up the little guy and threw it into the sky, then caught it with both hands, and then threw it again, and threw it higher and higher......

But it scared the fat man terribly! The big fat face was frightened, and he immediately looked at this place a lot. Because my face is full of fat! The uproar will flow downward.

Xiao Qiao is very general-like, sitting on the sofa and chatting with his godmother and daughter-in-law, he doesn't even look here, and he is very relieved to let them fool around.

When they heard the fat man's trembling and whispering with a trilling voice begging to return his son to him, the three of them looked back at Wang Yong and Xiao Liu Sheng, who were playing.

Xiao Qiao just glanced at it and turned his head to continue chatting, without the slightest worry, as if this was not his son.

It made the godmother and Yuanyuan anxious, and they had to stand up and come over to stop Wang Yong. It was Xiao Qiao who stopped them, saying that they should let the three of them toss, if something happens, let's talk about ours.

It is estimated that if Xiao Liu Sheng is a reborn guy, he will definitely ask loudly: Am I your own child?

The fat man who finally snatched his son in his hand pulled his daughter-in-law who hadn't talked enough to run outside, and he didn't even bother to say goodbye.

Listening to the nagging of his godmother and daughter-in-law, Wang Yong fell asleep with a smile. In the dream, he dreamed that little Liu Sheng was really reborn, and he talked to himself about what he would be like twenty years later.

When he woke up the next day, Wang Yong found that he didn't remember anything. When I had breakfast, I was listless, absent-mindedly thinking about what it would be like twenty years from now. As a result, I smashed my job so much!

Lidong, one of the 24 solar terms. It represents the beginning of winter, and also represents the scenery of the northern country, and the scene of thousands of miles of snow drifting is about to reappear in the world.

Of course, such a view is not seen in the middle of the village, and it is still lush and green, as if it is still summer.

In this valley where the village is located, it seems that time has stopped here, and there is no sign that winter is coming. Everything is bleak, and everywhere is a scene full of life.

What should be green is still so green, and what should be red is still so red. Migratory birds are no longer flying south, and resident birds have no plans to move, and those animals that should have been hibernating elsewhere in the north are still alive and well.

No, every day, the little children in the village, the half-grown children, would wander around the river or in the woods, scourge a few frogs, catch a few dragonflies. Da Lao Bian, or touch a few fish and catch a few shrimp to go home and let your mother fry them in oil.

That kind of deliciousness, even if the old lady pulls her ears and reprimands her every time, she can't always change this habit.

Of course, there are also those little ones who are too energetic, and when they have nothing to do, they will go to climb the mountain, pick some wild mushrooms, pick some wild vegetables, wild fruits and so on.

Such little creatures are generally treated differently when they return home to catch fish, and they are usually rewarded by adults.

Because I know the Gu family at a young age, the key is that there is almost no danger, of course I have to be rewarded! As for the fact that it is easy to fall on the mountain, no one in the village cares. Who hasn't grown up playing in the mountains since childhood?

I'm afraid that this is not the habit of rural people to raise children, in their simple concept. You have to ask the child to beat himself more, so that he will have a chance in the future.

But not today, the whole village rarely sees those children frolicking all day. Because the beginning of winter is approaching. It looks like winter will begin in a few days.

According to local customs, the men or boys in the family, the daughters-in-law, and the juniors of the new daughter-in-law have to send winter clothes to the deceased elders.

Is it cold? The elders who live underground must not forget that this winter coat must be given. This can be regarded as a form of filial piety that has been passed down for thousands of years in China.

In the past, when Wang Yong was in the provincial capital, he did not come back for almost the whole year. The Spring Festival is the busiest time of the year, and it is impossible to go home. This matter of sending winter clothes to the grave is naturally even more impossible.

Last year, he just came home. A bunch of things one after another, he hasn't sent winter clothes a few times for so many years, and he has never paid attention to this matter.

The uncle and aunt didn't remind him, so the uncle went to the cemetery to send the winter clothes to the deceased relatives.

This year is different, Wang Yong reminded his godmother and daughter-in-law early on to help him remember this. So a few days ago, my godmother and Yuanyuan went to the town and bought a lot of all kinds of paper money and winter clothes.

Wang Yong didn't have any impression of what the winter clothes looked like before, as if at that time, he directly used the people's currency as a mold, put it on the paper, folded it on all sides, and marked the overall shape of the money, which is what it means.

Now it's different, the paper money bought back by the godmother and daughter-in-law is like the ancient ones, with square holes shaped like copper coins, or after the paper is cut, folded into the shape of ingots, which is called "cutting money".

There is also a type called "beating money", which uses a wooden hammer or an iron money mold to punch the shape of money on paper. It is the same one that Wang Yong used here before, which is a simple "money".

The last type is "printing money", which has only become popular in modern times. It is printed with a printing press with the words "Heaven and Earth Bank", "Dark Bank" and various digital amounts (generally the amount is very huge, and 10,000 yuan is considered small).

The winter coat is also more exquisite, not only the style of the clothes is diverse, it looks more similar, but also printed with patterns such as dragons and phoenixes to distinguish men and women.

In addition, I don't know if it was the clever guy who came up with the idea, but my godmother also bought a thick pile of folded yellow paper, which is said to be futons?

It's cold, how can the ancestors below wear new clothes without new quilts?

Not to mention these days, it is not too easy for smart people and people with business brains to make some money! Such an idea, every family is not allowed to buy a few beds every year, and it is a big business in total! (To be continued......)

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