Yang An was still hesitating, but Yang Yi had already replied silently: "Doctor Frank, you can take in my brother, it is already a great kindness, it is a matter of course not to pay the salary, we can handle it ourselves in terms of food and housing...... As long as you can let my brother learn something in the Western Medicine Hall, I can promise the rest! ”

Frank nodded and said, "In that case, then Yang An, you go back and prepare, and come over tomorrow!" ”

After thanking Frank, Yang Yi asked Yang An to go out first, and then he found a small yellow croaker and put it on the table, which was the deposit given to him by Yang Quanlin.

"A little heart, and please don't be too little, Dr. Frank!"

Yang Yi said gratefully: "In the future, my brother will bother you with Mr. ......"

"If it was for the money, I wouldn't have kept your brother!"

Frank said a little angrily: "I let Yang An stay, it is entirely because of Mr. Yang Quanlin, I admire the great ideals of these revolutionaries, although that ideal seems impossible to achieve, but they are still willing to work hard at all costs......"

While impassionedly reprimanding Yang Yi, Frank's action of putting away the little yellow croaker was not delayed at all, and even checked the color of the little yellow croaker by the way.

Yang Yi looked humble, and when he saw the satisfied look on Frank's face when he found that the little yellow croaker was in good condition, he was also very satisfied in his heart.

The slogan of the revolutionary party is about dedication and sacrifice, and Frank accepted the little yellow croaker, which shows that he is by no means a foreign revolutionary party.

Even if the relationship with Yang Quanlin is not just a friend, it is estimated that it is also a relationship of interest.

Therefore, Yang Yi is very happy, he doesn't want Yang An to be inexplicably involved with the revolutionary party.

As for Frank's admiration for the ideals and beliefs of Yang Quanlin and other revolutionary parties, Yang Yi doesn't care, when he is hungry, he can't eat any ideals and beliefs.

Yang An was very excited and a little melancholy.

"In the future, follow Dr. Frank in the hospital and study hard, you don't have to worry about family affairs, everything is with me!"

Yang Yi patted Yang An's shoulder and comforted, and then went to buy some meat and vegetables, first, Yang Quanlin's training of large activity needs meat to make up for it, and at the same time, people have helped so much, and they should also give people a good meal to express their gratitude.

He knew very well that if he entered the Western Medicine Hall to help, he even had the opportunity to become an assistant, for a child like Yang An who had no foundation in Western medicine, if there was no introduction from Yang Quanlin, I am afraid that it would be impossible to have any money, not to mention that he would not be able to take out too much money at all.

In addition to meat dishes, Yang Yi also bought a small jar of raw lacquer.

"Even if you want to paint the furniture, you can't do it at this time, it's not easy to dry, and then there will be no way to live in the house......," Yang An reminded.

"It's not lacquered furniture, I have other uses!"

After Yang Yidao purchased the things that should be purchased, the two went to the grain and oil store of the Song family.

"Sell cigarettes, sell cigarettes, the big front door has a big double knife, there are ......"

In the distance, I heard Yang Ping's crisp shouting, and the small figure looked even smaller on the snow-covered street.

Seeing Yang Yi and Yang An coming, Yang Ping happily showed off her income in the morning, sold three packs of cigarette rolls, and earned a dime and a half, not caring at all about the frozen little white hands and face.

"Good job!"

Yang Yi boasted, and Yang An began to be depressed, lowering his head as if he had made a mistake.

Knowing that Yang An did not fail to enter the Western Medical Hall, but because the Western Medical Hall did not pay him and had to eat and drink at home, Yang Ping held his little head high and taught him to look farther, so that he could earn more money by learning Western medicine in the future, and it was a big deal to buy a few more boxes of cigarettes in the future.

Yang An, who was strong, was ashamed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Yang Ping has already rushed into the grain and oil store, and when she meets people, she will boast that her third brother will go to the Western Medicine Hall as an apprentice, and he will be a very powerful Western doctor in the future!

"An An is amazing!"

"Pingping, you provide your third brother to learn Western medicine, you are also very powerful......"

Song Fucai and the others praised from the bottom of their hearts, envious.

The Western medicine in the hands of those foreigners is a mysterious thing to them, and they seem to have seen that Yang An's future is bright, and the future of the entire Yang family is bright.

"Sister Jiawen, my third brother will be a Western doctor in the future!"

Yang Ping said to the depressed Song Jiawen.

Song Jiawen ignored Yang Ping, looked at Yang Yi angrily and asked, "Pingping is so small, why don't you stop you from selling cigarettes?" On such a cold day, aren't you afraid that she will freeze? How did you become a big brother? If you don't have any money, you can tell me, and I won't pay it back in the future? ”

Yang Yi smiled, it was his pride that his younger brothers and sisters had their own ideas, but sometimes, his younger brothers and sisters who were too thoughtful also made him helpless.

Song Jiawen naturally knew this, the main reason why she was angry at Yang Yi was not because Yang Yi couldn't control her younger brothers and sisters, but because she felt sorry for Yang Ping, and because she knew that she would not be able to endure such hardship, so she was angry.

However, Song Jiawen was fine soon after getting angry, and began to worry about Yang Yi, Yang Kuan studied, Yang An went to the Western Medical Hall to learn Western medicine, and the burden of the family was on Yang Yi's shoulders alone.

"It's okay, there's always a way!"

Yang Yi smiled and comforted her, he had lived more difficult days, so he always firmly believed that no matter how hard it was, as long as he gritted his teeth and survived, he could always get through it.

"By the way, can Kuan Kuan and Pingping stay at your house for a few days?" Before going back, Yang Yi asked.

"Yes, isn't my home your home, what are you polite?"

Song Jiawen kicked him slightly ashamedly and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"I'm afraid they're allergic, it's very itchy!"

Yang Yi raised the lacquer jar and said, Song Jiawen hurriedly asked him to take it farther, just looking at the lacquer jar, she felt that her body was itching terribly.

"It's done, isn't it?"

Seeing Yang Yi and Yang An coming back, Yang Quanlin, who was sweating all over, gasped and asked.

Yang An bowed deeply.

Yang Yi too.

Entering the Western Medical Hall as an apprentice is definitely an opportunity to change Yang An's fate and give him the opportunity to become a superior person.

Such a great kindness, no matter how much courtesy, it should be.

"Hurry up, hurry up, what is this doing, I didn't have such a big gift when you saved my life, just a little help, don't be so ......"

Yang Quanlin said busily, although he had some resentment for Yang Yi's beating of him and Yang An's usual yin and yang weirdness, but at this moment, the two of them were a little embarrassed by such a big gift, after all, he also had his own purpose in introducing Yang An to the Western Medical Hall.

After this incident, the relationship between Yang Quanlin and Yang Yi was much more harmonious.

The dinner was unusually rich, with wine and meat, and Yang Quanlin couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

Slightly drunk, Yang Quanlin heard Yang Yi thank him again and again, and at the same time said sorry, sorry, I can't help it, etc., but he didn't take it to heart - he was punched but picked up a small life, and he always said that he couldn't live it.

The next day, Yang Quanlin woke up in a scream, his whole body was extremely itchy, his whole face was so swollen that he couldn't even open his eyes, and when he saw the pig-like face in the mirror, he couldn't recognize that it was himself.

Then, he found a lacquer pour under the bed, gritted his teeth and wailed: "Yang Yi, your uncle's ......"

He now knew why Yang Yi always told himself that he couldn't help it last night.