Chapter 721

"Huh...... The old neighborhoods have lived in it for more than 20 years, and they are all like this, don't mind. Uncle Zhang looked at Fang Monan with a smile and said.

"Xiao Zhang! Why did you come back so early today? The fat aunt smiled and said, "Huh! There are guests in this house, so I won't bother you. ”

"Oh! By the way, your daughter-in-law coughed again at noon, don't be cold, you have to be careful in this weather. But your daughter-in-law had lunch and drank medicine, but she didn't hear a cough at this time. The fat aunt said with palpitations, "When your daughter-in-law coughs, all the people in our hospital are terrified." ”

"I'm bothering you again, Fat Auntie." Uncle Zhang arched his hand and said.

"What a fool's errand! There is a courtyard where a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. If something happens in our family, you can still watch it, who doesn't have a tribulation. The fat aunt hung her clothes on her shoulders with her hands and feet, "I won't talk to you, let's go in!" She said, waving. This ghost weather. ”

The fat aunt watched them lift the curtain and enter the house, shaking her head, alas! Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. What a family. Ay! There's no woman in this house to take care of, just can't do it.

"It's like this in the courtyard! Parents are short and trivial, but thanks to everyone's help over the years. Uncle Zhang hurriedly took out two small benches from the corner of the wall, "You sit first, this room is full of medicinal smells......

"Nothing? I smelled the fragrance of this medicine kindly. Fang Monan waved his hand and smiled.

"Uncle Zhang distilled the meat buns first and ate them hot." Fang Monan smiled and said, "I didn't eat enough just now. It's cold and fishy. ”

Fang Menan handed the buns to Uncle Zhang, he directly picked up the teapot sitting on the stove, put the cooking pot on the fire, and then poured the hot water in the teapot, so hot that it was fast, put the buns on the grate, and covered the pot.

The layout of this courtyard is much smaller than Feng Zhi's house, there is no heating in this courtyard, but every house has a stove, and the room is small. Plus the seal is good. It's very warm in the house.

Entering the door is the hall, but the hall of this small courtyard house is very small, about ten square meters in total, except for a dining table in the middle and a wooden washstand and stove at the door. There's not much left of the rest. There are two rooms on each side of the hall. It's all blocked with a curtain. It must be the bedroom of Uncle Zhang and the children.

However, in this small room, there was a strong smell of medicine, and there was a stove by the door. There is a clay pot with boiled Chinese medicine in it.

Fang Monan knew that this was a treatment for phlegm and asthma as soon as he heard it.

"You sit down first, and I'll go in and have a look." Uncle Zhang got up and lifted the curtain and entered the bedroom on the left.

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"What do you think?" He Junyao took Fang Monan's hand, stepped forward and whispered in her ear.

"The warmth of the quadrangle." Fang Monan pursed his lips and smiled.

The courtyard is an orderly family, and the miscellaneous courtyard is almost a small society. Helping each other, chatting, and joking is much more than in later generations. Especially in the old days, the hutongs and courtyards of the capital had a slow pace of life, and the lifestyle brought by them was also peaceful, peaceful, leisurely, and tranquil.

How many people's childhood and joy have been left behind in the courtyard; The amiable and respectable grandmother of the South House, the aunt of the North House, the second aunt of the East House, the uncle in the backyard, the lotus pot pomegranate tree in the yard, the ice watermelon in the summer and the frozen persimmon in the winter, and the childhood friends who go to school and play together...... I believe that everyone who has lived in the courtyard will have a deep nostalgia.

"The thousand-year-old hutong is always filled with a strong warmth, and the people who have lived here for generations are the friendship of my father for a lifetime.

The children grew up together as children, and they were familiar with each other like buddies and brothers. The uncles and aunts in the neighborhoods are like their own family members.

No matter how short or big the parents are, the piles are all in their hearts, and you don't need your words when you encounter difficulties.

The three fresh dumplings in the east house and the noodles in the west house, the drama box in the south house are the best, and the aroma of braised pork in the north house is full of courtyards, and the old and young of each family have also seen the meat.

Several shared toilets and running water, sometimes very nervous but considerate and humble, weddings, funerals and neighbors are all out of the way, joy, anger and sorrow affect everyone's hearts.

The most memorable is the scene of the New Year, just into the month of each house there was movement, the tailoring and sewing machine began to be busy, washing and washing the quilt mattress to see the new.

Sweep the house and paste the wall to clean up the dust of the year, cut the window flowers and paste the Spring Festival couplets to be more festive, hang lanterns to buy firecrackers, children are the happiest, and the adults who buy New Year's goods are exhausted.

Peanuts and melon seeds have to be supplied during the New Year, and buying hairtail fish and meat has to rely on books. Fang Menan glanced at him and said, "How is it?" ”

"Very vivid!" He Junyao nodded, and it felt like a picture scroll unfolding in front of him. "There should still be!"

"Listen: after a busy year, they are all free at this time, and those who are in other places are busy running home, and the neighbors in the yard are coming and going, and they are busy with the New Year.

On the thirtieth night, everything came to a halt, the whole family was happy at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the children were crazy around the world with flowers and cannons, and it was difficult to fall asleep with candy on their heads.

The New Year's greetings early in the morning of the new year are the most atmospheric, the old people clean up early and stop sitting in the hall, the children and grandchildren kowtow one by one and no one is disappointed, respecting the old and loving the young is a good family style of ancestors.

The neighbors were also busy visiting the door, and before they came in, they heard the congratulatory voice, and the old and young masters, girls and daughters-in-law all went out, and the whole courtyard was laughing and laughing to celebrate the New Year.

The old neighbors have been getting along for decades, familiar with their respective temperaments and temperaments, always taking care of each other and accommodating each other, and everyone is friendly and kind.

Nowadays, although they have moved into new buildings, the most unbearable are the old neighbors, and the old people still don't talk on the phone from time to time, and the children come over for a drink when they are free.

Nowadays, although people live very spaciously, they feel empty in their hearts, adding a lot of loneliness and worry. Lacks the liveliness and family affection of the past. ”

"The courtyard, surrounded by four walls, keeps the noise out. No matter how lively the streets outside are. How busy the lives of the people outside the wall are, entering this wall is home, and living here is always quiet and comfortable. And these four walls have become a warm line of defense for people's peaceful state of mind. He Junyao said with rare warmth. Although he has never lived in a courtyard, the compound is also full of warmth.

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"Lao Zhang! Came back so early. "There was a woman's voice in the room, she was out of breath, very weak, and she was wheezing when she said a word, accompanied by a shredded cough." Cough...... Ahem......"

Uncle Zhang saw that his daughter-in-law began to cough again, so he quickly poured a glass of warm water and fed her to drink. "Yunxia. Are you okay! ”

"Alas! It's okay, I'm just dragging you down. Yunxia sighed.

"What stupid things are you talking about? You're alive better than anything else! Uncle Zhang said with a gentle smile, his simple words pinned his wish.

"That's right. I sold a bronze sword today. got 10,000 dollars. That's enough money for you for a few months. Uncle Zhang smiled and said to his wife, "Hurry up, there's a doctor outside." Let someone show you, I think this doctor has a good temperament, let her try it! ”

"Okay! Help me up. Yunxia originally refused to speak, but swallowed back when she saw his hopeful eyes.

Uncle Zhang lifted the quilt, put on a cold coat for Yunxia, squatted down and put her shoes away, helped her pull her shoes, helped her lift the curtain, and went to the living room.

After a while, the cough didn't stop. The face coughed red on the pale face, which looked very gorgeous, but it was so abnormal.

When He Junyao saw the two of them coming out, he hurriedly took out the remaining two benches in the corner and handed them to Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang set up a stool and helped Yunxia to sit down.

After Uncle Zhang sat down, he introduced Fang Monan to each other, and from the introduction, he knew that Uncle Zhang's name was Zhang Cheng'an, and his daughter-in-law's name was Cui Yunxia, and the husband and wife had been married for 20 years.

It is said that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, this daughter-in-law has been sick for so many years, and Zhang Chengan has not abandoned it, which shows that this person is pure-hearted, honest, and a man.

While speaking, Cui Yunxia coughed again, as if she was about to cough out her heart.

Seeing this, Fang Monan hurriedly got up, held one of Cui Yunxia's hands with his left hand, and let her palm go up, Fang Monan used the threaded surface of his right thumb to push the horizontal stripe between the second knuckles of Cui Yunxia's ring finger to the fingertips.

Fang Monan silently recited the numbers in his heart, until he had 81 massages, and the part of Cui Yunxia that was massaged was already red, and her wrists were a little sore.

The cough gradually stopped, "Oops! God is it. Uncle Zhang's eyes widened and he looked at Fang Mo Nandao incredulously, "In the past, Yunxia's cough didn't stop so quickly. This...... This...... What the hell is going on? ”

"This is traditional Chinese medicine massage, the purpose is to clear the lung meridians, specifically to suppress cough, and it is very fast." Fang Monan said with a smile.

"It's amazing, teach me!" Uncle Zhang said eagerly, with a look of eagerness, "In the future, Yunxia will use this quick cough suppressant if she coughs again." ”

"This is simple," Fang Monan taught him hand-in-hand, "This massage, the strength is not too great, you can do it when you don't have a fever or cough, but the number of times is not too much, it is better to use a multiple of 7 or 9, that is, 49 or 81 times of massage." ”

"Why does it have to be a multiple of 7 or 9?" Uncle Zhang asked, as long as it was about his daughter-in-law's breaking of the casserole, he would not hesitate to ask to the end.

"The Yellow Emperor's Neijing talks about yin and yang, and in the number of techniques, indicating that 'number' has a profound impact on the human body. 7 is the number of turns, do you expect a turnaround when you are sick? 9 is a variable, and the ancients had a saying that 'every nine must change'. Fang Menan explained with a smile.

"There is a saying in Chinese medicine that the scriptures are passed on in seven days." Cui Yunxia echoed with a smile.

"Hmmm! Well! Aunt Zhang seems to have a family history! Fang Monan's eyes lit up and said, most people know the saying that a cold heals itself in seven days. Of course, it's an ordinary cold, and if it's viral, you have to take medicine, and if you carry it hard, it's not good to turn into pneumonia. (To be continued......)

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