He tilted his neck slightly, took two sips, and almost drank half of the mineral water in his hand, before he washed down the bun that had choked in his throat after swallowing it in a hurry. Taking a light breath, relieving the fatigue from the next trot, he stood quietly at the door of the clinic, and glanced at Uncle Zhang, who was sleeping on a rattan recliner as if he was yesterday, Zhang Yang took another paper bag in his hand and shook it twice at Uncle Zhang.

Before Uncle Zhang could reflect, Zhang Yang shook his head violently. At this time, in the afterglow, Zhang Yang clearly noticed that on the opposite side of the street of the veterinary clinic, a man was hidden behind an electric pole, and seemed to be sneaking in the direction of the veterinary clinic.

Because the sky was a little dark, and the distance was not close, Zhang Yang could only vaguely see that the man was about thirty or forty years old. But before Zhang Yang could take a closer look, probably the man noticed Zhang Yang's gaze, turned around suddenly, pretended to be unintentional, and walked away quickly along the opposite street into the distance.

frowned slightly, but just when Zhang Yang was slightly puzzled in his heart, Uncle Zhang got up slightly, glanced at the paper bag in Zhang Yang's hand, and snorted lazily: "What stuffing?" ”

The mind that was slightly puzzled was instantly shattered by Uncle Zhang's words. Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, Zhang Yang only thought that he was a little suspicious because of the spell, and he didn't think much about what happened just now. Turning his cheeks back, Zhang Yang walked directly into the clinic, swept around, touched a small Maza and stuffed it under his buttocks, and handed the paper bag in his hand to Uncle Zhang: "Celery meat." ”

"Why isn't it leek meat?" , slightly mixed with a little white eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and Uncle Zhang's cheeks hung with a slightly greasy expression without any disguise.

Although the acquaintance was still short, after a short contact, Zhang Yang found that he could not treat Uncle Zhang like an ordinary old man. Seeing Uncle Zhang's behavior, Zhang Yang grinned directly and was about to withdraw the paper bag in his hand: "Do you like to eat or not." ”

"Who said I wouldn't eat it." , but before Zhang Yang could retract his right hand holding the paper bag, Uncle Zhang snatched it away. After glancing at Zhang Yang, Uncle Zhang didn't show any pretentiousness, directly opened the paper bag, took out a bun, chewed it and swallowed it slowly.

Although he ate slowly in his mouth, Uncle Zhang did not hesitate at all, directly stood up from the recliner and walked out. As he walked, he hummed and chirped: "I will buy leek meat in the next review." ”

Seeing Uncle Zhang's posture like this, Zhang Yang, who thought that he had adapted to Uncle Zhang's spleen and surname a little, unconsciously shook it again. Glancing at Uncle Zhang's slow steps, Zhang Yang glanced at his mouth, and complained a little helplessly: "You haven't paid me yet!" ”

I thought that such a whispered word would not be able to be heard by Uncle Zhang's ears. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, Uncle Zhang's slow steps suddenly froze in place, and suddenly turned around and glared at Zhang Yang hatefully.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was no longer speechless, Uncle Zhang pursed his lips, as if demonstrating, took out a bun from the paper bag and stuffed it into his mouth, and then chewed it vigorously in front of Zhang Yang. After noticing Zhang Yang's slightly embarrassing grinning movement, Zhang Bo turned around triumphantly, hummed a small tune and walked outside the clinic.

But after only taking two steps, Zhang Bo turned around violently, glanced at Zhang Yang, thought for a while, and said suddenly: "When did I promise to pay you?" ”

Hearing Uncle Zhang's sudden shameless words, Zhang Yang's mouth grew up uncontrollably. Even at this moment, if it weren't for Xiao Qiang's relationship, Zhang Yang really wanted to rush up and press this old shameless existence to the ground and beat him.

"Ahem." , maybe Uncle Zhang also felt that he was a little shameless, and there was a rare embarrassed expression on his wrinkled old face. After coughing lightly a few times and straightening out his thoughts, Zhang Boqiang made a kind expression: "Xiao Zhang, you can't be so short-sighted!" Knowledge is far more valuable than money. ”

Probably noticing Zhang Yang's increasingly ugly face, Uncle Zhang hurriedly retracted these inconsequential words. Coughing lightly twice, Uncle Zhang secretly glanced at Zhang Yang, and said tentatively: "I'll find someone to help you get a veterinary qualification certificate." If you want to stay, I'll have someone deliver it in a few days. ”

"Of course, if you really don't want to stay, forget it. It's just ......", and secretly glanced at Zhang Yang again, Uncle Zhang suddenly had a very deceitful smile on his face, and even his eyes were full of smiling colors: "It's just that if you don't do it here, won't you live up to Xiao Qiang's thoughts." When Xiao Qiang knows about it, how sad she should be. You say yes, right? ”

His ears buzzed with Uncle Zhang's words one after another, and he noticed the undisguised playful gaze in Uncle Zhang's eyes, and Xiao Qiang's figure couldn't help but appear in Zhang Yang's mind. Although Zhang Yang deliberately suppressed this strange thought, the moment he thought of Xiao Qiang, such inexplicable ripples filled Zhang Yang's heart one after another.

The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he forcibly suppressed the idea of stepping forward to beat this old shameless man, Zhang Yang thought for a while, glared at Uncle Zhang hatefully, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!" I'll stay! But all the money I make during my working hours is my own! ”

"That's a good feeling. I'll just say that your kid is still quite progressive, otherwise how can you match our Xiao Qiang! Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Uncle Zhang breathed a rare sigh of relief. Looking at the small worker in front of him who didn't want to be paid, Uncle Zhang was happy for no reason.

But then, when Uncle Zhang noticed the strange look hidden in the corner of Zhang Yang's eyes, he suddenly shouted: "Don't you fight those medicinal herbs!" ”

was pierced by Uncle Zhang's words, and Zhang Yang's face was inevitably a little embarrassed. But even so, Zhang Yang quickly covered up his embarrassing feelings, grinned, and forced an innocent expression: "Uncle Zhang, you think too much, how can I do that?" ”

"Humph! Not the best! After the old man's face shook slightly, he glanced at Zhang Yang again, and after a little hesitation, Uncle Zhang glanced at the direction of the pavilion, and sighed helplessly: "Those medicinal materials, if you really use them, use them." ”

"But you'll have to give me a cost price! Either or you don't stay here. That helpless expression didn't last long on Uncle Zhang's face, and with a burst of gnashing of teeth, Uncle Zhang shouted to Zhang Yang again with hatred.

"Aung la, aung la." , If it weren't for the fact that there is no suitable job now, coupled with Xiao Qiang's reasons, Zhang Yang would have patted his ass and left, so why stay here with this old shameless existence. At the same time as the tired thoughts arose, Zhang Yang waved his hand to Uncle Zhang.

Probably hearing Zhang Yang's words, Uncle Zhang's face was obviously much soothed. But even so, after glancing at his flamboyant posture, Uncle Zhang still couldn't put his mind at ease. After hesitating for a moment, Uncle Zhang reflexively walked back to the counter, took out a paper bag, and spread it out in front of Zhang Yang, who was slightly surprised: "Don't say that I treat you badly." These are my treasures, for Xiao Qiang's sake, I'll let you see them. As for how much you can learn, it's up to you. ”

Glancing at the thick stack of thread-bound books, Zhang Yang was really surprised. But when he saw that the first thing was actually a "Compendium of Materia Medica", the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth unconsciously grinned a few times. Despite this, for the sake of his surname, Zhang Yang still flipped one by one, one by one.

But when Zhang Yang casually flipped to the bottom of the stack of thread-bound books, one of the pages, an unbelievable expression appeared on Zhang Yang's face irrepressibly.

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