Under the care of Du Mei and the Chunhua sisters, the old man recuperated at home for a while and gradually recovered. In the evening of this day, the cool breeze was blowing, and the Chunhua sisters made him dinner, and hurried home, and the old man ate alone in the courtyard, and was crooked on the bamboo bed in the courtyard for a while.

"Oh, the old man is still blessed." Aunt Zhang, who returned late from a hoe outside the hospital, quipped.

"Who said it wasn't, there was a girl waiting for him in the sky, and he was much more blessed than his father and grandfather back then." The fat aunt covered her mouth and snickered.

"I just don't know, which one should I want?" Aunt Zhang smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"Two aunts, red mouths and white teeth, don't talk nonsense!" Hearing this, where could the old man lie down, he walked to the gate of the courtyard and interrupted them anxiously.

The old man has been at home for a long time, if he hadn't been lying in the courtyard at the moment, where would he have thought that the people of Dujiagou would have spread his "scandal" all over the sky.

"You stupid goose, dare to do it, don't dare to admit it." The fat aunt stretched out her finger and poked him weakly.

"Auntie, it's really nothing! What do I recognize! The old man was anxious and blindly justified.

"I look at the one called Spring Sprout, who looks very beautiful, and cares about you the most, doing laundry and cooking." Where can the fat aunt listen to his explanation, and talk to herself.

"Oh, that girl can't do it, she's hard! Haven't you heard, the doll kissed before, and was withdrawn by the man not long after, and he was angry. Old man, listen to Aunt Zhang, this girl can't ask for it. It's a pity that your father and mother died early, and no one gives you the idea. Hey, too, a poor man. Aunt Zhang shook her head and sighed.

"Auntie, what you said is really a shadowless thing!" The old man waved his hand again and again. For the first time, he saw that they had arranged things that they didn't have, like the real thing.

"Look at your cowardice, why did the girl look at you?" Aunt Zhang rolled her eyes with a look of disdain.

"Auntie, they are all kind enough to help me, please, don't ruin people's reputation! Otherwise, my old man will be to blame! The old man was terrified.

"Gotta have it, I can't tell you stupid." Aunt Zhang pushed the fat aunt, and the two women lowered their voices and laughed secretly all the way.

The old man stroked the courtyard gate, anxious, his own disease, dragged down a lot of people, Du Mei has a strong temperament, raising ducks, selling food, and recognized Zhong Yu as an uncle, and followed him to study medicine, now Du Jiagou people want to embarrass her or her mother and sister, they have to weigh it first.

Chunhua has a spicy temperament, and Qiuguo is not easy to mess with, these two sisters are a pair of Chaotian peppers, who eats spicy peppers, and they don't stop crying if they are not spicy.

The old man is most worried about Chunya, the first two marriages hit her too hard, and her spirit has collapsed, these days she is here with him, boiling medicine and taking medicine with him, but it has improved slightly. This has to be stimulated again, and the condition has recurred, but how can I get it!

The old man couldn't hold back in his heart, and he was alone and had no one to discuss. After thinking about it, I thought of Du Mei, she has always had an idea. Thinking of this, he turned back to the house and put on a gown and went out.

Du Mei is boiling sour plum soup at home, every year when the wild plums in the mountains are ripe, Xu's has to soak some with sugar, and keep the water to drink in the summer, in addition to the annoyance to wake up.

This year, Du Mei studied medicine, and added hawthorn bought in the market and licorice dug in the mountains to this sour plum soup, which not only has a rich taste and refreshing taste, but also strengthens the spleen and quenches thirst.

Du Ying and Du Shu are out to release ducks every day, and Du Mei has to do it for him no matter how late it is

We prepare sour plum soup, ice it in the well water overnight, and drink it the next day, not to mention how beautiful it is.

Du Tao opened the courtyard door and led the old man to the kitchen, Du Mei was busy scooping the sour plum soup into the crockpot, and when he saw him coming, he gave him a bowl.

"It's getting dark now, why do you think you're coming to my house? I'm going to find you tomorrow. Du Mei asked, looking up.

"You're looking for me?" The old man asked rhetorically.

"I'm not in a hurry, tell me why you're here?" Du Mei wanted to officially mention the matter of the homestead to him tomorrow, but when he saw that he had something, he had to suppress it first.

"I have something urgent to discuss with you." The old man sat at the table, frowning.

"What can you do? I can't wait for tomorrow, so I have to wait for this time. Du Mei laughed at him.

"My father and mother are gone, and I don't have any brothers and sisters, Meizi, can you give me an idea?" The old man didn't think Du Mei's joke was funny at all, and still said it according to his own thoughts.

"What's going on?" Du Mei saw that he was serious, as if he was really in trouble.

"You're so busy every day that your feet don't touch the ground, I'm afraid you don't know the rumors of Du Jiagou." The old man sighed and said when he saw that she looked completely ignorant.

"Rumors stop at the wise, if you don't listen, don't believe or pass on, there will naturally be no more." Du Mei said solemnly.

"You don't know what kind of temper the villagers have! At this time, there is no work in the fields, just waiting for something to come out to see the excitement! Their words are as ugly as they are, if they just talk about me, there is also a spring ...... implicated here. Spring Flower Sisters. The old man wanted to say that it involved spring sprouts, but the ghost changed his mind in an instant.

"Which long-tongued woman is chewing on the root of her tongue! The patriarch had warned about it earlier. Du Mei was annoyed.

Du Mei has suffered from rumors, if it weren't for Mrs. Cao and Du Gouzi who had filthy words out of nothing to torment her mother, how could Xu not think of jumping into the river for a while.

"No matter who is talking nonsense behind their backs, they can't go on like this." The old man took a sip of sour plum soup, and bared his teeth sourly.

Du Mei scooped a small spoonful of the osmanthus candy pickled last autumn and stirred it in his sour plum soup, and in the blink of an eye, a sweet fragrance of osmanthus wafted out.

"What are you going to do?" Du Mei asked with a frown.

"I'm thinking about it, anyway, I'm in good health, soak beans tonight, and sell tofu tomorrow morning." The old man bowed his head and rubbed his hands.

"How can this work? Although your wind and cold are cured, but the internal injuries still need to be recuperated, don't talk about early grinding, even if you walk for more than two hours with the tofu burden, you can't walk down! Dume warned solemnly.

"Well, you can't keep them out." The old man said with annoyance.

"I'll talk to them tomorrow, and I'll just say that you're almost fine, and I won't bother them to take care of it." Du Mei thinks that girls are easy to talk about, but if the old man is allowed to say it himself, it seems to be ungrateful.

"Spring flowers and autumn fruits are easy to say, but spring buds ......" The old man's brows twisted into a Sichuan shape.

"Spring buds are really good to you, if you want to ......," Dume paused. No matter how bold she is, she is also a big girl with yellow flowers, although she has already seen the affection of Chunya in her eyes, but there are still some words that she can't say.

"No, no, no." The old man hurriedly waved his hand.

"You don't think she's... Kef—" Dumay's eyes widened, and her voice raised.

"Nothing! I've been a single for almost thirty years, yes

What qualifications dislike people! The old man blushed.

"And why are you?" Du Mei was a little confused, looking at this situation, the old man obviously had feelings for Chunya.

"I'm more than ten years older than her, and Chunhua even called me "uncle". The old man was a little embarrassed and squirmed.

"Chunhua's two kicking temperament, what she said, she won't remember it herself, just you remember it clearly! You just give me an accurate word, do you like spring buds or not? Du Mei went straight to the point. She felt that according to the old man's inkblot temperament, it was better to force this matter to settle as soon as possible.

"I ...... I ......" the old man opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't say the word.

"It's really sad, nod if you like it, and shake your head if you don't like it!" Du Mei knew his intentions and forced him to make a statement.

The old man nodded like pounded garlic.

"Wow, my brother is getting married!" The kitchen door was squeezed open at once, and the three little eyebrows were smiling at the door frame.

"You ......," the old man blushed.

"This is a good thing, the man should get married and the woman should get married, if you are interested, find a matchmaker as soon as possible to say goodbye, the three media and the six women must not be sloppy." Xu Shi also followed.

"Yes, yes, what my aunt said is, I don't understand this, my father and mother are not here, and I want to ask my aunt and Meizi to help me get an idea." The old man said again and again.

"Meizi is still a girl, how can she know any rules, and I, half of the people, is unlucky. If you want to find a polite foil, it is better to find your Aunt Fang's Aunt Suo's family, she often makes wedding clothes and quilts for people, and she knows more. Xu said softly.

"I can cook your wedding banquet!" Du Mei smiled and took a sip.

"That's a good dare, who can compare to your craftsmanship." The old man laughed.

"We're here to help, too!" The three little ones also came to join in the fun and coaxed.

"You just said, what are you looking for me tomorrow?" The old man took care of his business and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just wanted to ask you how many pills you want to grab tomorrow?" Du Mei just agreed to help him cook the wedding banquet, and she wanted someone's ancestral house at this time, she couldn't say it.

"I still have two days of medicine, and one day of spring sprouts." The old man said it naturally, as if it were a matter of course.

"Ming'er, I'll tell my uncle and let him decide whether to change the dressing." Du Mei checked the old man's pulse, and sure enough, he recovered well, and his injuries were almost healed.

"Meizi, your sour plum soup, no one else has seen it. If you take it to the town and sell it, it will be a big fire. The old man cocked his neck and drank it all in one gulp, and wiped his mouth with his hand.

It was completely dark outside, and the old man had negotiated the matter, and it was inconvenient to stay for a long time, so he took his leave and went back.

The old man passed by the old elm tree, and felt two entangled black shadows leaning on the trunk of the tree, and the night was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and there was neither moonlight nor starlight. He muttered a little in his heart, didn't dare to look closely, wrapped his coat tightly, quickened his pace, and went home with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Du Mei listened to the old man's casual proposal and thought it was a good idea. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and people's appetite is getting worse. If you drink a cup of sour plum soup that strengthens the spleen and appetizes, you will definitely feel a lot more comfortable.

Du Mei thought about this way of escaping the heat and came up with several herbal teas, such as honeysuckle tea, lotus leaf tea, and bitter gourd tea.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and she couldn't wait to give it a try. 2k reading web