"Hmmm! Okay, it's easy, I'll do it. Dayong promised that he could throw away his crutches and get back on his feet, and he would do whatever he wanted, not to mention that it was just a small request.

"I must be looking at my dad." Tie Dan'er came back from the bath and continued.

The fat aunt knocked on the open door and brought her lunch. Li Qingjie diligently drove the folding table next to the bed to the bed, so that the patient could eat calmly, "Pork knuckle stewed soybean noodle soup, which contains several medicinal materials such as jade bamboo, wolfberry, Huaishan, and ginseng, to supplement the form." The fat aunt came over and introduced.

Dayong looked at the noodle soup in front of him, his dark cheeks flushed red, his face was black and invisible, and he said embarrassedly: "It's so good, don't you eat it?" ”

"It's your sick meal." Qiu Zi explained: "Eat! Nutrition also heals. ”

He Junyao nodded and said, "We've all eaten." ”

The casserole is stewed, the amount is very large, and Dayong is not polite to eat fragrant, not fishy at all. The fat aunt pulled the iron egg, "Go and have lunch with me." ”

"The fat aunt is called Hua Ji......," Fang Monan said.

"I know." The fat aunt pulled the iron egg and left, and said without looking back.

"It's called flower chicken, and what is delicious, and me." Li Qingjie cheekily followed out, of course, he still had to work to eat. After he recovered from his illness, when he was not on duty, he often came to work on the farm and 'mixed food'. I can't catch up, mainly because of the fat aunt's cooking skills, I have studied with Fang Menan for a few months, not to mention the truth, it is better than the food in the canteen and restaurant.

After Li Qingjie's illness recovered, due to his big-mouth publicity, Fang Monan was also well-known here. Especially the comrades-in-arms he brought. Because these iron-clad men are not easy to turn away. She was unwilling, so she handed over the renovation of the ward to him, and the villa also renovated a small diagnosis and treatment room, which was no worse than the operating room of the county hospital; Another one was set up as a pharmacy, which contained Chinese medicinal herbs and some pharmaceutical tools.

In the afternoon, Fang Monan came to check their pulse again, it was not bad, it would not affect tomorrow's treatment, so he went back to prepare for tomorrow's affairs. Qiu Zi told Dayong and his son everything in detail here.

"Dad! You don't know I ate a whole chicken for lunch. "Tie Dan'er sat on the wooden sofa, but he didn't look dishonest when he jumped up and down at home, and he was very well-behaved. That tastes so good! I can't forget it for the rest of my life. Originally, he left half of it and said it was for his father, and the kind fat aunt said. 'Your father's meal is sick food, you can't mix it, just eat it if you can!' If you want to be filial to your father, you will be more obedient in the future. ”

Lian Dayong was sad when he heard it, looking at the child's aggrieved appearance, he couldn't protect himself, and he felt uncomfortable. Suddenly, it seemed like something happened, "My good boy." If this is cured. It doesn't matter how much it costs! Dayong frowned, "I don't have that much money, what can I do?" ”

"Don't worry. If you don't have any money, you can farm for Fang Xiaoshen, and it will be regarded as treatment fees. Qiu Zi said calmly: "My daughter-in-law is working here as a helper. ”

"Do farm work, iron eggs have to do a good job." Da Yonghan said with a smile.

"Dad, don't worry, I know what to do." Tie Dan'er patted his chest and said, "I'll go wash my clothes first." Tie Dan'er took the dirty clothes in the basin and walked out to ask the fat aunt where she was washing her clothes.

The next day, Lian Dayong was carried to the diagnosis and treatment room by He Junyao and Li Qingjie, and after settling the person, he was driven out by Fang Monan. Fang Monan used acupuncture to convey spiritual energy to open up the necrotic tissues on Lian Dayong's feet and repair them, so that he could restore his own functions.

Dayong lay on the bed, feeling that his feet were crispy and numb, and they were still itchy. I couldn't bear it, it was like grabbing it with my hands, but I was stopped by Fang Monan, "It's normal, it's fine for a while, don't scratch it with your hands, it'll be infected." ”

As soon as he said about the infection, Dayong's face changed obviously, his foot was lame because of the postoperative infection, and sure enough, no matter how painful and itchy it was, he didn't dare to scratch it.

"That's it!" Fang Monan put a plaster on his feet, opened the door, explained to the two people in front of the door, hung his legs up after he went back, and told Li Qingjie to teach Tie Dan'er how to use all the instruments in the ward, including taking care of the patient, toileting, nursing, and so on.

After about five days of treatment like this, Lian Dayong's feet were obviously much better, but he still couldn't move casually, and the rest had to slowly recover by the body's own ability...... The fat man and Jian Huixin stayed, "Zhiqian, we won't leave because my career is here, and you and Xiaomei's careers are in the south, and we've been living here for almost a week, why don't you leave." "A few people sat around the gazebo, blowing a slight mountain breeze, cool and comfortable.

"Fatty, the main owner Nannan didn't say anything, what are you anxious about?" Han Zhiqian glanced at him and said.

"Huh...... Am I not worried about you? The company has no one to take care of. The fat man asked with concern.

"My subordinates all eat dry food." Han Zhiqian glanced at him and said. "This place is beautiful, and I am reluctant to leave." He turned his head and said, "It's okay to stay in Nannan for a little longer1"

"As long as your big brother is quiet and no one urges you, you can stay as long as you want." Fang Monan took a sip of tea. She always believes that as a real leader, she must free herself from trivial things, as long as she grasps the general direction.

"Xiaomei, let's be in these days, this green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers, natural and leisurely, a good place to escape the summer." Han Zhiqian grabbed Xiaomei's hand, sat on the recliner, and shook it.

Fang Monan casually flipped through the newspapers and magazines sent by Allen, although the time was late, but in terms of the existing underdeveloped information, it was better than nothing.

"Huh! There is also a military field magazine, can I read it? He Junyao looked at the stack of magazines and newspapers on the stone table.

"Whatever, look! Men like to fight and kill. Fang Monan's eyes narrowed.

He Junyao scratched his head, picked out a number of magazines and newspapers, and found a place to look through them, it turned out that every month there would be one or several large packages sent from the United States, Europe, and Japan, all of which were these newspapers and magazines!

Han Zhiqian looked at He Junyao's back, and said to Mo Nan: "The army is not simple! ”

"Oh!" Fang Monan raised his eyebrows, quite interested, "What do you think?" ”

"Although the mainland has been reforming and opening up, I don't think an ordinary person can speak so many foreign languages with so many magazines at once, including English, Japanese, and French." Han Zhiqian narrowed his eyes and said: "The most important thing is that if he doesn't have enough background, he can't exude a proud and proud temperament." He rubbed his chin and continued, "And I can see that he has been on the battlefield, and he must have killed people." ”

At this time, Hong Kong people have contempt for the mainland's politics, economy, culture, education, and so on, but they are cold to the bones of the mainland's military. This kind of bone-chilling cold is piled up by the People's Liberation Army's martial arts in fighting US imperialism, resisting Maozi, and destroying Ah Sanhehe. I think that at the beginning, when the Republic confronted the British Empire over the issue of Hong Kong Island, Hong Kong Island became a dead port and a stinky port overnight, and the wealthy businessmen ran away, which shows how strong the deterrent power of the People's Liberation Army is. At that time, the People's Liberation Army was very deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they were all able to fight well.

Han Zhiqian looked at Fang Monan's clear eyes, "You know that he is not simple, why do you keep him here." He suddenly said, "For those soldiers who have been on the battlefield." "Han Zhiqian has also seen those soldiers who are poor and troubled by injuries and illnesses, and they are really miserable. There is no way, the whole environment is like this, the country is too big and the foundation is thin. One word 'poor'! What can they do? "In the future, the company will hire security guards, and veterans will be preferred."

Fang Mennan is also a temptation to leave people here, and he still knows that he is by no means the stupid appearance he appears on the surface. It can be said that he is very knowledgeable and has good kung fu, but he hasn't found out what he is doing now. However, seeing that he is a righteous person and has no ill will towards them, he let him stay, and there will always be a day when he will come out.

In the blink of an eye, it was late May and early June, and the flowers had faded and the vegetation was lush. The wind is mixed with the smell of the sun and grass, and there is neither the cold of the beginning of spring, nor the scorching heat and laziness of midsummer. Gentle but not light, warm but not restrained, the sky is calm, and the grass and trees are happy. Rare freedom and idleness, like a girl sitting quietly, silently expressing her feelings. Inadvertently, tranquil and soothing, the crops have also reached the most critical time period.

The wheat planted in the early frost has experienced the torment of wind and snow, survived the cold winter, ushered in the bright sunshine, and the earth has warmed up in spring, and the wheat seedlings have watched a vigorous upward jump, flowering, and budding. After the four seasons, the harvest has begun, and the people who used to harvest in the past bend down and hold a sickle to harvest. Harvesting wheat is the most tiring and hottest, not to mention drying off a few layers of skin, and now they all use small harvesters. This kind of plain land with a harvester is fast to harvest wheat.

The fruit trees on the farm have already hung fruit, and they are full of fruit, small and delicate, waiting for the autumn harvest time.

There is no cold or heat in this season, only gentle clouds slowly smearing in the air, and a refreshing breeze slowly blowing between the trees. Old Man Lin and He Junyao deduced in the sand table under the grape trellis, and the soldiers liked it, and sometimes they blushed and had thick necks.

The sand table is flipped over and there is a billiards case, dual-purpose, which is specially made by the fat man, and Han Zhiqian and him have fought on it a lot. The sand table is handmade by Mr. Lin and He Junyao, and they like to practice when they are fine.

He Junyao knew how ruthless and decisive this laughing old man was when he arrived on the battlefield. Old Man Lin also knew that the young man was worthy of being a person who had really been on the battlefield.

In Fang Monan's opinion, everything is a floating cloud, and with the development of military modernization, he shook his head, "You guys are still playing skirmishes, it's too old." You must know that modern warfare burns money, and a missile is killed and injured thousands of miles away. ”

"How do you know?" Old Man Lin asked.

"It's written in military magazines!" Fang Monan said as a matter of course. "If you don't believe him, he knows! He also read a lot of those military magazines. (To be continued) RQ