Chapter 131: Brother Jun
"Thank you grandpa, it's just that grandpa, you are a gold medal film, I'm here, I'm ......"
Although Dr. Sun said it easily, Wan Ling put away the prescription and looked at the old man gratefully, and when she was free, she saw that the old man gave her a gold piece, although the gold piece was not big. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Wanling was still embarrassed and said to him.
"You girl, let you take it. What to do with so much nonsense? If you like it, grandpa, I'll get you a few more tomorrow, anyway, it's useless for me to keep these things. Okay, let's go to dinner, the girl remembers Grandpa's delicious food. ā
Seeing her like this, Dr. Sun said lightly, listening to Aunt Lin shouting inside to let the two people who were watching things eat. said to her, and reminded her as he spoke.
"Grandpa, don't worry, Ling'er will make you something delicious to ensure that you are satisfied and comfortable to eat. Then, uncle, you are here with grandpa, and I will go and cook food for you. ā
Doctor Sun said this, thinking about his own craft. Wan Ling chuckled lightly, explained to Uncle Yun beside him, and asked him to accompany the old man, while he turned around and went to the courtyard on the side.
"Your niece is not from our country."
There were only two people left, and Dr. Sun looked at Uncle Yun and said, bowing his head and continuing to administer needles to the scholar.
"I, alas," said the old man, thinking of the arrival of the evening bell in his house, and of all that had happened now. Uncle Yun consciously wanted to explain, but all his words could turn into a silent sigh while watching him administer needles to the scholar.
Wan Ling went back to the yard and saw that there was really nothing to eat at home. Except for some meat and vegetables left over from Aunt Lin's stir-fry in the morning, there are really no big fish and meat to eat.
When I saw almost half a pot of rice left in the pot, I suddenly had an idea.
"Yes, I still make egg fried rice, and the rest of the rice is made into rice cakes, so that it can be stored for a longer time. Auntie, it's okay for those people to eat these things, but Mrs. Sun's family asks for delicious food, you come to light the fire, I'll do it. ā
As she spoke, she watched Aunt Lin beckon the two of them to come in to eat, thinking about the old man's explanation. Wan Ling said to Aunt Lin that part of the rice was fried into egg fried rice at that time. Some of the rice that I didn't eat or fry was all out of the pot.
The whole is put in a large pot, put chopped green onions, and some should be the green vegetables that the old man bought at home and did not finish, of course, the green vegetables are also cut into small pieces, put salt, pepper powder or something, and then add water and oil and stir it into a thick paste with chopsticks.
"Alright, that's it."
Aunt Lin lit the fire, and the evening bell shoveled these things into a hot pot with oil little by little with a shovel, put them into the pot, and flattened them with a shovel.
Originally, she wanted to make a large piece, considering that there was no pan in front of her, and the pot was concave, so the evening bell was made into a few small pieces, and it was fried and roasted in a pot with a little oil.
As the rice at the bottom of the pot became a lump and was roasted and browned, she turned it over one by one. Wait until both sides are roasted brown and have an oily aroma.
Then she had a knife and cut it into small slices at random, and the slices of delicious and new rice cakes were made.
"Here's something delicious, grandpa, come and try these."
When all this was done, Uncle Yun was beckoning Dr. Sun to enter. Seeing the old man wash his hands, thinking about the old man's request, Wan Ling and Aunt Lin came over with a pot of egg fried rice, and the other with a basket full of moderately thick and oily rice cakes.
Seeing that the old man and Uncle Yun stepped forward to sit down, the evening bell said proudly, and first picked up the chopsticks and gave the old man the rice cake with chopsticks.
"It's delicious, rice can also make such a taste, girl, you are amazing, it is estimated that your skills are incomparable to the imperial chef in the palace." Dr. Sun took it happily and put it in his mouth and praised it at that time.
"Grandpa, look at what you said, it seems that you have really been to the palace?"
Seeing the old man eating and saying this, he listened to Uncle Yun's persuasion and picked up the wine bowl to drink. For the old man's words, although the evening bell was full of anticipation, he was still modest and quipped.
"Girl, you are underestimating grandpa, grandpa, I have not only been to the palace, I have even lived, it's a pity. Come, drink, the hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, drink. I've never been happier than I am today, old man. His injury, according to the prescription I prescribed, he will naturally be fine, but everything in his head needs you to take his time. Old man, I'll come here again in the next few days to administer the needle, as long as the congestion dissipates, everything else has to be done slowly, and I can't rush. ā
When the evening bell said, Dr. Sun looked at her with small eyes and said, as if he thought of something worrying, he raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl in his hand, and explained to them while eating.
The old man had eaten it, so naturally Uncle Yun sent him back.
"Are you awake? Hungry, right? Come, eat something. By the way, are you feeling better now? Do you remember what your last name is? ā
Aunt Lin washed the dishes and went to see the scholar with Wan Ling, and found that he had woken up, so he sat on the bed in despair. Thinking that they were all eating, he explained to Wan Ling, took the uneaten egg fried rice she brought over and handed it to him.
Seeing that he paused, he picked up the bowl of rice and ate it in a big gulp, looking hungry, and asked him while delivering water to him in time.
"I, I don't remember, I only remember her, it was her, Xiaolian'er was you who saved me."
When the scholar heard her ask, he raised his head while he was eating and looked at them and frowned, and suddenly looked at Wan Lingdao.
"Little Lian'er? You heard me wrong, her name is Ling'er, it seems that you still don't remember what happened before, so don't think about it too much, and talk about it when you remember. Anyway, it's nothing for multiple people to eat in my family now. Ling'er, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking? ā
Aunt Lin listened to the scholar and looked at the evening bell with grateful eyes. Although he didn't know if the man really couldn't remember, he still chuckled at what he called Wan Ling right now. Thinking that Wanling was still unwell, he looked at her, and couldn't help but ask when he saw her preoccupied at this time.
"Oh, it's nothing, don't think about it since you can't think of it, anyway, there is no shortage of people to eat at home. By the way, this is what you have with you, and I looked at it and there was nothing else besides this jade pendant. According to the word above, the word "Jun". I don't know what your surname is, but it's not appropriate to have no title, I think we still call you Brother Jun, what do you see? Auntie. ā
The scholar's name for himself, Wan Ling's mind consciously appeared in the mind of the man wearing a hat on the mountain before. I remember clearly that the person seemed to be asking himself to call Xiaolian'er. She didn't know if it was a coincidence or something about it.
But Dr. Sun said that this person's injury was real, and Aunt Lin asked this, and she could only suppress the confusion in her heart. Shaking his head with a smile, he couldn't help but look at him when he said what he called this person, and at the same time asked Aunt Lin beside him.
"Okay, so is Ah Jun. I'll call you Ah Jun from now on. Anyway, you don't remember everything before, so let's settle down here. The family has recently built a house, and I'm really not used to it, so you live outside with her uncle today, and Ling'er and I are in the hospital. You can call me Aunt Lin with Ling'er, call her Uncle Yun. ā
Aunt Lin was also embarrassed by this young man, although she was always kind-hearted. In addition, this young man looks quite pitiful, he was framed when he went to Beijing to take the exam, and the money on his body was robbed by others, and he was seriously injured, and he also lost his previous memory.
If they didn't care, she really couldn't guess how such a young man who looked like a weak scholar would live.
So when Wan Ling said this, Aunt Lin nodded after a deep groan, and introduced them to him as she spoke.