Three days later, the weather was good, Su Dongli moved the bamboo rocking chair to the gate of the courtyard, and lay on it leisurely and swayed back and forth.

His eyes looked at Chu Chaoyang, who was doing some simple exercises in front of the courtyard.

"Your body is better than I expected, the recovery rate is quite good, and if you continue like this, you will almost be back to your full state by this time next year."

Originally, her lowest estimate was two years before Chu Chaoyang's feet could return to the state they were in before they were injured.

However, Chu Chaoyang's physique and recovery speed greatly surprised her, and it has only been more than four months since she took over the treatment.

Now Chu Chaoyang is walking, if he doesn't pay attention to it, he can't find that there is a problem with his right foot.

Of course, part of the reason for this is because of Chu Chaoyang's own intentional cover-up.

"How quickly I can recover is inseparable from your hard work during this time."

"That's a good thing you said, just grind me some more mung beans as a thank you gift later."

She didn't go up the mountain for the past three days, but has been tinkering with the medicinal nature of mung bean cake, and yesterday she had already made the final product.

The taste is much higher than that of traditional mung bean cake, and due to the addition of plant essence, the effect of calming the nerves and reducing fire is very good.

"Whatever Dr. Su says, I will do."

Chu Chaoyang nodded with a smile, exercised again, and noticed a slight tingling pain in the Achilles tendon of his right foot, so he immediately stopped, walked to the edge of the tree and sat down.

"I didn't have time to ask two days ago, and you suddenly planned to sell mung bean cakes?"

"Make money."

"Make money?"

Chu Chaoyang frowned and spoke; "If you are short of money, tell me, I still have two or three hundred yuan there, I will go and get it for you, if it is not enough, I will go to the town savings house and get it for you."

With that, he stood up and prepared to go back to his lodgings to get the money.

Su Dongli hurriedly stopped him.

"I don't want your money, I want to make money to reduce a little pressure on my second brother, and save some money for him casually, so that he can find a daughter-in-law soon, there are more than twenty people."

Chu Chaoyang, who understood what she meant, sat down again and nodded; "Your second brother is indeed not too young, and you really have to hurry up to find a daughter-in-law."

"You're about the same age, aren't you? Shouldn't you be holding on to it too? ”

As soon as she said this, Chu Chaoyang was stunned at first, looked at her deeply, and did not answer.

"Brother Chu, Brother Chu, I have your phone."

At this moment, on the field path in the distance, the little grandson of Su Dequan, the village party secretary, shouted at the top of his voice.

"My phone?"

Chu Chaoyang frowned a little, feeling that this call seemed to be a little strange, the person who knew that he was here seemed to be Su Dongguo, if he called back, he would definitely be looking for Su Dongli, how could he look for him?

"Go answer the phone, walk slowly."

With that, Su Dongli got up and returned to the small courtyard to continue tinkering with mung bean cakes.

Chu Chaoyang stood up and walked along the field path towards the village committee.

More than ten minutes later, in the office of the village committee, Chu Chaoyang picked up the phone on the desk.

"Hey, I'm Chu Chaoyang."

"Xiaoyang, it's me."

An old voice came from the other end of the line.

"Grandpa?"

Chu Chaoyang was stunned for a moment and asked; "How did you know I was here?"

"Hmph, stinky boy, how do you think I know? If something so big happens, and you don't notify the family, do you still think I'm your grandfather, or that this is your home? ”

Listening to the old man's reprimand, Chu Chaoyang showed a look of guilt on his face.

"I don't want to embarrass my grandfather, I don't want people to say that you have such a useless grandson..."

"What kind of are you? My grandson has always been good, why is it embarrassing for me? ”

The old man originally called Chu Chaoyang's troops and wanted to ask him if he wanted to go back for the Spring Festival this year, only to know that Chu Chaoyang had been injured and discharged from the army a few months ago.

At that time, he was distressed and angry, and he didn't know until a few months later that his grandson was injured, and what was even more annoying was that this kid didn't call home to say a word.

After a few reprimands, he was no longer angry in his heart, and some of them were full of distress.

"Xiaoyang, I already know the condition of your injury, you come back now, grandpa will find you the best doctor, and he will definitely be able to cure you."

"Grandpa, my injuries are fine, I can walk now, the doctor said that after a period of rehabilitation, I can fully recover, so don't worry about me."

As soon as he said this, the old man opposite mentioned it again.

"Xiaoyang is obedient, grandpa will send someone to pick you up immediately, rest assured that I will pick you up this time, and no one in the family will dare to say a word of nonsense."

"Grandpa, you don't need to send someone over, I'm fine here, it's really good, the doctor has to observe the recovery every day, and I'll come back to see you when I can walk normally after a while."

"You have to listen to me this time."

"Grandpa, I know you're worried about me, but I'm really good here, don't worry, I'll hang up if I still have something, don't send someone to find me."

Saying that, Chu Chaoyang didn't wait for the other party to speak, and directly put down the phone.

He took two deep breaths, calmed down his emotions, and turned around and walked out of the village committee.

……

In a small single-family building, in the study on the second floor, an old man with gray hair could only swallow back the words that had reached his throat when he listened to the busy sound on the phone.

He sighed heavily, and his face was full of helplessness.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door outside, followed by a young officer walking in from outside.

"Old chief, Yun Lao is here."

The old man nodded, stood up and walked outside.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, the white-haired old man sitting on the sofa in the living room immediately stood up and spoke; "Lao Chu, you have to tell me today no matter what, who cured your illness."

As soon as he heard this, the old man surnamed Chu, who was already in a bad mood, yelled impatiently; "You're a dead old man, are you annoying? In the past few months, I have come to ask every three or five days, if I can say it sooner? ”

By his sudden roar, the white-haired Yun Lao was stunned at first, but he was not angry, and showed a little scoundrel.

"It's not that I'm annoying if you annoy you, anyway, if you don't say it, I'll come every day in the future."

"You, you..."

The old man surnamed Chu was so angry that his fingers were trembling when he pointed at him.

He really had no choice but to sigh heavily and walk to the sofa opposite him and sit down.

"You can come if you like, I won't say it anyway."

"I said Old Man Chu, can you die if you say it? You don't know what kind of character I have, I promise not to go outside and say okay? ”

Yun Lao continued angrily; "Look at my dark circles, I can't eat or sleep well during this time, and I wonder every day what kind of person has cured you of the disease, and what is the most useful method."

"If you want to see me die, just keep it at that."

His words amused the old man surnamed Chu.

"You don't talk nonsense to me, who doesn't know that your old ghost Yun is the most desperate for his life, and you will be willing to die by yourself?"