"Brother, there are mosquitoes."

Nannan's little hand drew a five-consecutive hairpin bend in the air, and Chen Jingnian's eyes were dazzled.

"Don't compare, Miss! You've caught so many mantises, and it's too late for mosquitoes to like you. ”

"The little yellow, the little pepper, the plaster and the big green head in the book would be good if they could live."

My brother's words made Nan Nan mutter the dragonfly species in the herbarium book one by one, which was quite a bit of a feeling of being used and handed over.

"When I'm done with my homework, I go brush my teeth and wash my face."

Chen Jingnian saw that there were stacks of books and notebooks on the dining table, picked them up and flipped through them.

I have to say that Nannan's pencil writing is very good, starting the pen, writing and closing the pen in one go, and there is a girl's unique delicate and graceful between the tone and frustration.

"I finished writing at school, and the last session this afternoon was a physical work class, and I didn't go out to play, and I wanted to borrow my homework when I got out of school."

After saying that, she took off her towel and ran to the kitchen with a kerosene lamp.

Although she can't play crazy outside like ordinary children, she has developed a habit of studiousness, not only does she calculate quickly and accurately, but she also writes brilliantly.

Feeling that the evening breeze was a little cool, Chen Jingnian poured a bottle of hot water and went to the main house.

cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, filled Li Xianwen with hot water, and saw a few gross tickets on the table.

The cost of the price, I don't want much at all.

"On the weekend, you go to your godfather's to get a letter of introduction, and then accompany me to the scrapyard."

Li Xianwen leaned on the wooden box on the kang and stuffed the bottle until his leg was low, the weather was cold, and his leg hurt even more, in fact, not only his legs, but the wounds all over his body were hurting, but his legs hurt even more.

"I'll just go, and you'll be tossed. It's just that little thing, sometimes you can use it, and it's a bunch of useless. ”

Chen Jingnian saw Li Xianwen frowning, put down the dishes and chopsticks as he spoke, and pressed Li Xianwen's legs.

In the past, every two or three months, he and Li Xianwen would go to the scrapyard to find some discarded old bicycle parts, but such old parts were hard to find.

After rummaging for a long time, most of them are broken, rusted or deformed.

"Look at the weather."

"When the pepper water is boiled, I'll bring it over."

"Don't soak it, you can pour me two coins of wine in a while."

Li Xianwen lay on the kang, and his body gradually relaxed.

Chen Jingnian's hand massage is a combination of traditional Chinese medicine, Thai, Japanese and wave styles, as well as various techniques of his godmother Ge Yuqin, which is the culmination of a long-term practice.

As a chief surgeon, Ge Yuqin is the least evil person. She has always been cautious about Chen Jingnian's miraculous recovery.

Especially in the two years when Chen Jingnian was just reborn, Ge Yuqin would go to the courtyard every day after work, not only to help Li Yulan take care of housework, but also to find time to give Chen Jingnian a massage.

Ge Yuqin's recognition of acupoints is very accurate, which is due to the combination of Chinese and Western medicine technology in China at that time, and developed acupuncture anesthesia technology. This technology has been recognized by the world medical community, and various hospitals are learning and promoting it.

Ge Yuqin herself is the technical backbone of their hospital, and she quickly learned this hand.

Li Xianwen saw sweat in his head, patted Chen Jingnian's leg, and said, "Axe, you pour me a cup of wine, just go and rest!." ”

Chen Jingnian took out a wine cup from the cabinet, poured two coins of medicinal wine soaked in tiger bones, and handed it to Li Xianwen with both hands.

After Li Xianwen finished drinking and lay down, he tucked Li Xianwen's feet and returned home with dishes and chopsticks.

The body is broken, the blood is clogged, and this kind of pain is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Li Xianwen committed suicide in the winter before Chen Jingnian was born, but he didn't die and was stopped by Chen Jingsheng.

When Li Yulan was still there, she always said to Chen Jingnian's sister and brother that your father's life was saved from the battlefield by your fifth uncle.

When Chen Jingnian is older, after pouring a dirty bucket for Li Xianwen every day, Li Yulan will tell him that if there is no your fifth uncle, there will be no you, and then the Chen family will be doomed.

After Nannan was born, Li Yulan said to Nannan: "Our family owes your fifth uncle too much, if it weren't for helping our family, your fifth uncle would not have suffered such a big crime, and he worked hard day and night." ”

"It's not living, it's being punished."

Chen Jingnian can understand the pain suffered by Li Xianwen, but he can only do a trivial thing.

After washing the dishes, chopsticks and wine cup, I washed my face again.

Chen Jingnian sat on the kang and taught the girl to recognize a few new rare words, and explained the meaning of the words and related allusions.

While Nan Nan was practicing on the rice plate with poplar branches, Chen Jingnian took out the small cloth bag from the bottom of the drawer.

He took a few paper tickets out, and the rest of them were sewn into the jacket pocket of the women's overalls, and then the cuffs of the men's pants were chopped.

He took off the thimble and stretched the trouser legs, the stitches were fine, the same as those sewn by a sewing machine.

Fold your pants and press them down with a thick book under your pillow.

"Brother, I'm done."

"Wash your feet, and then talk to Old Man Zhou."

"Brother, the bottom of Liu Yong's sedan chair is buckled with the Eight Immortals table, where is he sitting!"

"Squatting. I said, you are watching the Three Kingdoms crying for the ancients, think about it before he was still standing in the sedan chair and walking with the sedan chair, lie down! ”

After washing his feet with his sister and pouring the water for washing his feet, Chen Jingnian pulled down the lamp rope and lit the kerosene lamp.

The smell of matches reminded him of the cigarette in his pocket, and he pinched his jacket pocket, but finally held back.

The child was timid and his parents died one after another, so the child did not dare to turn off the light to sleep, but the light was too bright, so he developed the habit of lighting a kerosene lamp to sleep.

Lying on the kang, the sound of mosquitoes just sounded in his ears, Chen Jingnian raised his hand and hugged it, and an annoying thing was grabbed to death.

"Brother, I'm all lying down."

A little foot came out again.

“…… Liu Yong sat in his broken sedan chair, holding on to the remaining leg of the Eight Immortals Table ......, "

"Boom, boom, boom."

"What's so funny, hurry up and go to sleep."

“…… There is a book, there is no book, and the minister Liu Yong has a book......"

"Whew, Whew......"

As Chen Jingnian's voice became smaller and smaller, and the sound of Nannan's breathing became heavier and heavier.

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A new day

After Chen Jingnian arrived at the unit, he first sent the lunch box he brought to the boiler room and put it on the top of the steamer.

These foods don't need to be steamed anymore, they can be heated through by the residual temperature of the steamer.

After putting the lunch box and rushing to the security office, Li Mancang had just finished a meeting with his captain.

He pulled Chen Jingnian and introduced to his subordinates: "This is Chen Jingnian, some of the big guys know each other, some don't know, from now on they will work in the propaganda department of our factory!" ”

"Jing Nian, Axe ......"

"Uncle Wang, Brother Jun......"

Chen Jingnian nodded in response, and was immediately stunned by Li Mancang's words, "Propaganda Office!" It's not ......"

He looked at the square old face without any change, and suddenly remembered the mysterious smile of the fifth uncle, and only then did he realize that he was still being put on a show by these elders.

"Let's go, Comrade Propaganda Officer, haha."

Li Mancang waved his hand proudly and knocked Chen Jingnian's head casually.

Coming out of the security office, Li Mancang explained the general situation of the propaganda office to Chen Jingnian, and walked downstairs, not explaining why the security office became a propaganda office at all.

At this time, there were more people in the building, greeting each other.

"New, what a beautiful boy."

An aunt opened the door to the archives with a cloth bag on her shoulder.

"Auntie, you're early."

Chen Jingnian stood up straight and greeted politely.

"Jing Nian, the eldest son of the Chen family, looks like his mother Li Yulan......"

"It's me, Sister Sun."

Chen Jingnian gave way to a young woman with her head crossed, and a man and a woman walked up the jogging platform of the stairs.

"Hey! Sister Sun, didn't you say that I thought it was a girl. ”

"You two eyes are angry, don't you see that you are wearing men's overalls?"

"My eyes are out of breath, and they are stronger than your mung bean eyes."

……

Chen Jingnian scratched his head, followed Li Mancang, and came all the way to the first floor of the office building.

"Director Sun!"

Li Mancang pushed open the door of the propaganda office, and said with a smile in his throat: "I brought people to you!" ”

"Lao Li, you said that you have a big mouthful, it's useless to be quiet."

A middle-aged man in a blue tunic walked over from his desk and grabbed Li Mancang's shoulders.

"Call someone!"

After Li Mancang said a word to Chen Jingnian, he reached out and broke Director Sun's hand and looked at it.

"No chalk ash!"

"You've smeared ink on me before!"

"You see Tian'er wearing blue overalls, and I smear some ink on you, which is towards you."

"You old boy uses ink, black, smelly, ink!!"

"You can't read a basket of words, you are still hypocritical!"

"Hey! Sun Monkey! ”

The more Li Mancang and Director Sun talked, the more they screwed, and they were about to tear it up.

"Uh, Director Sun, my name is Chen Jingnian, and I'm here to report today."

Chen Jingnian looked helplessly at the two old men who were pulling their sleeves with their arms exposed, and whispered.

"Xiao Chen, right, you will be my soldier in the future, and now I order you to knock this old boy out of our propaganda office."

Director Sun was struggling to deal with it, and when he heard Chen Jingnian's words, he immediately came to his senses and shouted loudly.

He is quite tall, but his physique is two orders of magnitude behind Li Mancang, and he can only sway from side to side to deal with Li Mancang's big hands with the thickness of steel bars.

"I know that you old boy doesn't talk about martial arts."

Li Mancang took advantage of Director Sun's distraction, grabbed his right hand, grabbed it, and staggered the opponent's bone joint.

"Hey! Hi! Broken, broken! ”

Director Sun hurriedly broke Li Mancang's hand with his left hand, and his voice was out of tune.

"Old Sun, don't forget what I told you!"

Li Mancang slapped Director Sun's left hand off and raised his voice and said loudly.

"Okay, okay, remember!"

Director Sun nodded again and again, and his hand was finally released.

"Jing Nian, listen to your Uncle Sun, the sixth uncle is back!"

Li Mancang turned his head and glanced at Chen Jingnian, turned around and walked out.