In the seventies and eighties, the more advanced long-distance means of transportation was the train, or the green steam train, running up and swaying slowly and leisurely, in fact, take Zhang Ziming's words, "It's still quite comfortable..."Zhang Ziming is estimated to have done two trains in his life, and he is quite curious about this green car, Huang Ying's achievements are different, and he was thinking about taking a plane, "What kind of plane, where is there a plane in Jinan City!" Live in a dream, you! "I didn't expect to be pulled by Zhang Ziming to take the train. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hey, I said Lao Huang, where did you come from?" Huang Yingcheng heard Zhang Ziming's words, turned his head and didn't bother to pay attention to him, this time, Yang Jing spoke, "We came on Mr. Huang's plane..."Zhang Ziming stared at him in shock, "Grandma's, you still have a plane?" ”

Yang Jing burst out laughing, "Cut!" "Huang Yingcheng didn't look good at Zhang Ziming, a guy who didn't know anything, why do you call me still have planes, I still have cannons, I will scare you to death if I say it!" Mr. Zhang, in Hong Kong, private jets are played by rich people, you don't understand this..."

"Fuck off!" Zhang Ziming kicked Huang Yingcheng angrily, "Then why didn't you say it earlier, you knew why you were still sitting here and swinging around!" ”

"Mr. Zhang, you didn't ask me, didn't I just tell you to take a plane when I got in the car, I had to pull me into the car, now it's okay, let's talk about it in Beijing..."

"Can you fall asleep too?" Zhang Ziming was an acquaintance along the way, and he could talk to anyone, so he pulled behind and ran to the front, and when he had enough, he pulled Ye Bingfeng and went to smoke......

The next day was close to noon, the train stopped at Beijing West Railway Station, Ye Bingfeng was inevitably excited, several people got off the train excitedly, Ye Bingfeng raised his head and took a heavy breath of Beijing air (at that time, there was no smog in Beijing!). "One word, cool! Zhang Ziming howled at the sky, the security personnel thought it was a nervous disorder, and insisted on turning Ye Bingfeng and a few people saluting, and almost turned the fish intestine sword out.

Frightened Zhang Ziming was slightly promised along the way, Huang Yingcheng and Yang Jing separated from Ye Bingfeng at the exit of the station, Huang Yingcheng and Yang Jing took a plane to Hong Kong, one is to investigate a few jade pillars, and the other is to go back to investigate the matter of the residual picture, here in Beijing, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming went home first to say hello, and then the two agreed to go to Zhang Ziming's house at the end of the month.

When Huang Yingcheng left, he left a business card for Ye Bingfeng, with several buildings painted on it, and what group chairman was written below, Huang Yingcheng, I couldn't understand it below, although Ye Bingfeng could see that this was English, but Ye Bingfeng's English was learned from the physical education teacher......

Zhang Ziming not to mention, as soon as he got through Gulong, he didn't see what it meant, anyway, there was a number on it, so it was a big deal to call them one by one.

Ye Bingfeng regretted a little why Huang Yingcheng didn't ask when he left... In fact, when Huang Yingcheng took out his business card at the beginning, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming didn't know each other! If it weren't for Yang Jing's explanation for a long time, the two would still think that it would be a stamp!

The large-scale planning of the city made Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming confused, I remember that when I left vaguely, what street was called, but now it is good, what road has been changed, what road, and I got into a taxi, if Ye Bingfeng didn't know how to order the old Beijing dialect, maybe the driver pulled Ye Bingfeng to sell it as a foreigner.

Although it is only a few miles away from home, on the road, if it is not for Ye Bingfeng to hold back, it is estimated that the old tears have come down, these years, the indescribable bitterness and bitterness, the indescribable homesickness, these few miles have made Ye Bingfeng out of more than ten years of feelings.

"Finally go home......" Ye Bingfeng stood at the door of the house, took a few steps and put it down again, his heart just couldn't step on that hurdle, and he just couldn't step on that foot.

"Huh? Isn't this the wind? Oops, you're back? Growing so tall..."Behind him, an old lady sitting in the shade of a tree saw the hesitant footsteps at the door, walked to Ye Bingfeng's side and looked at it twice, and after recognizing it was Ye Bingfeng, she took Ye Bingfeng's hand and didn't let go, and hurriedly shouted twice towards the door, "His sister-in-law, Feng'er is back, his sister-in-law, come out quickly..."

"What's the matter, his second aunt? Who do you say is back? Ye Bingfeng's body shook suddenly when he heard his mother's voice, his eyes looked at the courtyard, and a woman with a pale face and a little bowed walked out, with a rag on her shoulder, quickly wiped the sweat on her forehead, and hurriedly walked towards the door.

"Oh, his sister-in-law, it's Bingfeng, Bingfeng is back!" The old man's hands slapped his thighs, and he almost jumped up happily, Ye Mu stood at the door, looking at Ye Bingfeng's hesitant steps, tears instantly covered his face, but his face always showed a warm smile.

"Bingfeng, you're back, what are you doing standing here, come into the house... Old Ye, Bingfeng is back... His second aunt, come quickly, you can also come and have a meal together! Mother Ye kept waving to the old woman, and the old lady smiled and nodded, "Hey, I'll go home and get some food for the child, you guys go into the house!" ”

"His second aunt, look at you, what are you polite, Bingfeng, what are you looking at, let your second aunt enter the house!" The tears on Ye's mother's face continued to say this, and she was too busy to wipe it, Ye Bingfeng also panicked when she saw this, "Come, second aunt, enter the house, let's go into the house and talk!" ”

"Dad! Father! Ye Bingfeng shouted as he walked into the house, "Hey... Here, Bingfeng, come on, let Dad take a look! Ye Bingfeng was a little puzzled in his heart, it stands to reason that he should have seen his father run out at this time, why did he shout for a long time and only heard a voice, but there was no movement.

"Mom..." Ye Bingfeng suddenly paused and looked at Ye Mu, Ye Bingfeng's voice, the tears on Ye Mu's face were like a river lifting, and she hugged her face and cried, "Mom! Get up, tell me something! Ye Bingfeng helped his mother to the house, and at this time, he happened to see Ye Guodong lying on the bed and Ye Bingfeng's grandfather Ye Zhenguo, who was dying in a wheelchair.

"Dad! What are you? Ye Bingfeng put his mother on the sofa, walked to Ye Guodong's side with a frown, reached out to catch Ye Guodong's pulse, and his face changed, "How can this be!?" ”

Ye Guodong didn't expect that Ye Bingfeng hadn't seen him for five years and actually understood medical skills, he was very happy to be asked by Ye Bingfeng's words, the whole room quieted down, Ye Guodong's dry lips smiled, "Bingfeng, who is not in the way, it's good for you to come back, Dad is happy, Dad will drink two cups with you today!" ”

"Big Sun Thief, are you back? Come show Grandpa! Ye Zhenguo waved his hand at Ye Bingfeng as if he was dying, but he could hear and see the situation in the room, and waved his hand at Ye Bingfeng, looking at the excited look, as if he was about to get up from the wheelchair.

"Hey, grandpa, are you okay!" Ye Bingfeng hurriedly squatted next to Ye Zhenguo, his hand caught Ye Zhenguo's pulse, his brows furrowed, obviously, whether it was his father or grandfather, his physical condition was extremely poor, even if he ate Wowotou every day, it would not be bad to this extent, if he didn't rush back, it is estimated that the two of them would not survive this year.

"Mom! Tell me what the hell is going on! Ye Bingfeng looked at Ye's mother, but Ye's mother kept her mouth shut and didn't say a word, Ye Bingfeng looked at his father helplessly, still like that, except for the joy on his lips, he didn't say a word, "Grandpa, tell me, what the hell is going on, why is it all like this!" ”

"Big grandson thief, your grandfather and I are old and sick, don't get in the way, and I can't die! It's your father, alas! "Ye Zhenguo said half of it, Ye Bingfeng just heard the business, who knows if he sighed and didn't say it, what can be done, so he had to turn his head and ask the second aunt..."Second aunt, you say, what's the matter, don't worry, I won't be impulsive!"

"Hey, good boy, eat first, Auntie will talk to you slowly..."The old woman glanced at Ye Bingfeng's family, and finally fell on Ye's mother, who understood, "Hey! I'm going to cook, his second aunt, come and help! Ye Mu hurriedly walked out.

"I've grown a lot taller, I'm so sensible, I'm better than your dad and me!" The more Ye Guodong looked at Ye Bingfeng, the more he felt in his heart, and he was happy to ask Ye Bingfeng to help him up, but Ye Bingfeng couldn't resist Ye Guodong, so he had to use his body to prop Ye Guodong up, and put his hand on the pulse.

"Son, have you learned to smoke?" Ye Guodong whispered in Ye Bingfeng's ear, Ye Bingfeng nodded when he heard this, only to hear Ye Guodong whisper: "Come, give Dad one, taste it......"

"Dad, you can't smoke like this, it's troublesome if you hurt your lungs, you wait, I'll go get something!" Ye Bingfeng felt that Ye Guodong's pulse was very weak, and it looked like his waist was injured again, his face was hungry and yellow, and his body was skinny.

However, according to Ye Bingfeng's pulse, Ye Guodong has accumulated a lot of toxins, and his back injury is a trivial matter, take care of it, lie down for a few days, don't do heavy work to recover, the toxins on his body are not a joke, the toxins on Ye Guodong's body have already hurt his stomach, spleen and liver, and if he drags it on, he really can't see his own Laozi.

"Dad! Why are you so weak, and grandpa, you two can't go on like this! Ye Bingfeng rummaged through the bag and said in his mouth, "What else is there to hide from your son, sooner or later I will also know, I have studied Chinese medicine while going out for many years, in fact, I have already felt the pulse of your second elder." ”

"Dad! Your body is full of toxins and hurts your internal organs, do you know the consequences if you continue like this? Ye Bingfeng was rummaging in his bag, "Huh? The needle bag is gone! Apparently I remember putting it here! Ye Bingfeng muttered.

"What's wrong son?" Ye Guodong got up and asked, "It's okay, I remember coming back with a pack of acupuncture, why is it gone!" Ye Bingfeng thought about it, there was only one possibility, that is, he was taken away by Zhang Ziming, after all, Zhang Ziming's grandfather is still lying in bed.

"I guess it was taken by my friend!" Ye Bingfeng stood up, smiled, and scolded Zhang Ziming in his heart, wherever there is Zhang Ziming's goods, good things are if you want to stay, either take them to play for two days, or go away, but this time Ye Bingfeng didn't blame him much, after all, Zhang Ziming's grandfather's situation is more complicated than his own.

"Acupuncture? Son, do you still have needles? Ye Guodong looked at Ye Bingfeng suspiciously, he didn't expect this kid to be okay, he hadn't seen him for a few years, and he came back after learning a set of Chinese medicine, "Son, I don't know if the silver needle is okay?" Ye Guodong thought for a moment and said suddenly.

Ye Bingfeng turned his head when he heard this, "Dad, do you have a needle?" Silver needles can, of course! Ye Bingfeng nodded vigorously, according to traditional Chinese medicine, the best needle is the golden needle, although Ye Bingfeng only studied a little medicine with Zhang Ziming, but since Zhang Ziming said that the golden needle is good, it is good, anyway, Ye Bingfeng has never used it.

"Old man, where is your needle! Take it out for your eldest grandson! Ye Zhenguo turned his head, dangling around, still singing a little song in his mouth, hearing Ye Guodong's words, the old man leaned forward in a wheelchair, "What are you talking about?" ”

"I said what about your acupuncture! Needle! Your needle! Bingfeng wants to use! Ye Guodong almost shouted, the old man let out an "oh", and reached out to the bottom of the wheelchair, "Down, down..." Seeing this, Ye Bingfeng set up the old man, reached into his hand and touched it, and took out a black hula needle bag.

"Dad, lie down, I'll give you an injection first, and discharge the toxins in your body first..." Ye Bingfeng sat in front of the bed, helped Ye Guodong take off his shirt, and helped Ye Guodong to turn sideways, Ye Bingfeng slowly pricked it with a needle, and after more than an hour, Ye's mother cooked and stood aside, looking at her son who helped his father apply needles, and felt happy and guilty.

His eyes were red again, and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.