"Uncle!"

In the infirmary, Wang Chonggang finished seeing an uncle, and happily pulled a young man in his twenties into the infirmary.

"Master!" The young man was a dignified man, with a smile on his face, and he was slightly shorter than Issei.

"Yo! Qingyuan? When did you come back? "The person who came was none other than Song Qingyuan, who practiced martial arts with the Xiang family brothers and sisters with Wang Chong.

"Just came back and brought you some gifts!" Song Qingyuan carried the paper bag in his hand to the table.

"What gift?" Wang Chong was not polite, took the paper bag and drummed it up.

There was also a box in the paper bag, and when I took out the box and opened it, it contained the kind of glass bottle used for canning, a whole six bottles.

Wang Zhong picked it up and looked at it, and his eyes lit up instantly: "Yo, fried sauce?" ”

"I have a heart!" Wang Chong was very satisfied, this thing was not valuable, and he liked it, just right: "I like it!" ”

"Don't leave later, I'll cook it myself today, and I'll use the sauce you brought to make fried noodles for you!"

"That's a good feeling, and you can taste the master's craftsmanship!" Song Qingyuan had already rubbed his hands in anticipation.

"Sanli! Hurry up, put it on the list, close down! ”

As soon as Wang Chong's words fell, a clear female voice came from the back room: "Uncle, a week is only seven days in total, and you have four days of closure, haven't you seen that many of the old neighbors who came here in the past are not here!" ”

Accompanied by the voice, a tall, graceful body, extremely well-proportioned, wearing a knee-length white coat, using a rubber band to blow his hair into a ponytail, only a few strands of broken hair on both sides of the forehead were scattered, willow eyebrows were curved, bright eyes and teeth, and the face that had been completely grown could still see the outline of a few years ago.

Just this glance, Song Qingyuan was stunned.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the sinking fish and geese and the shy flowers of the closed moon, the surging bookish aura that lingers between the eyebrows and demeanor makes the already quiet and tranquil Sanli add a bit of color, just like the lotus flowers that are quietly blooming on the remaining ponds.

"Isn't that something?" Wang Chong was a little embarrassed, he was preached by his niece, and quickly glared at Sanli as he spoke, and Sanli died down and didn't expose Wang Chong's old background.

Song Qingyuan was pulled back to reality by Wang Chong's voice, and after reluctantly waking up, he realized his gaffe, and looked beautiful and refined, as if he was not like a human being······

"Brother Qingyuan!" The familiar but somewhat unfamiliar voice pulled Song Qingyuan back to reality again.

Sending a polite smile, Song Qingyuan used the gentlest tone in his life, and quickly packed up his mood: "Are you Sanli?" ”

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and you're all so tall?"

Song Qingyuan is only about 1.74 or 75 meters, and Sanli is only wearing flat-soled cloth shoes, and she is 1.65 meters.

The corners of Sanli's lips on both sides were slightly upturned, and two shallow dimples were squeezed out on both sides of her cheeks: "Brother Qingyuan, when did you come back?" ”

Song Qingyuan was almost stunned again, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly said, "It's been two days since I came back." ”

"Alright, alright! Don't wait here to delay your efforts! ”

"Qingyuan is finally back today, close the door early, go home and make fried noodles!" As he spoke, Wang quickly put the fried sauce into the box and stood up with the paper bag.

"You go back first, I'll clean up and close the door!" Sanli looked at Wang Chong and shook her head helplessly, where is she still like a niece, and she looks like an elder who hates iron but not steel.

After living in this world for more than ten years, Wang Chong's temperament has also changed, as soon as he came around, there were five more oil bottles, Wang Chong did not dare to be idle for a moment, and now the oil bottles have grown up one by one, only the fourth and fifth are left, and now whether it is a video hall or a garment factory, as well as Wang Chong's own books, they can bring huge income.

Naturally, the hospital hall has become a dispensable thing.

At the beginning, Wang Chong made this medical center, mainly to resign from Yuhong Machinery Factory openly, and secondly, Wang Chong was fighting Ma Suqin's idea at that time, and he had to find a reason to let Ma Suqin stay by his side.

Now Ma Suqin has been eaten and wiped clean by Wang Chong, Wang Chong originally mentioned to give Ma Suqin a name, but Ma Suqin herself was unwilling, saying that she had been divorced and was an ominous woman, and she was already very satisfied to be by Wang Chong's side, and she didn't dare to ask for anything else.

Ma Suqin doesn't want to, and Wang Chong doesn't care.

After three copies of the world, I have experienced so many good women, although each time I will be stripped of all kinds of emotions by the system to form a memory light ball, but Wang Chong's heart has already been sharpened with tenacity, Wang Chong needs women, that is based on the dual needs of physiology and heart, but those so-called sea dry and vigorous love, Wang Chong has long wanted to have.

Of course, this is not to say that Wang Chong has no love for Ma Suqin, but Wang Chong's love for Ma Suqin is different from the poignant love in those stories.

Song Qingyuan's reactions and small actions naturally couldn't escape the eyes of Wang Chong, who had keen five senses, but compared with Sanli's official partner Wang Yiding in the original plot, Wang Chong felt that Song Qingyuan was definitely a better match than Wang Yiding.

And the current Sanli, under Wang Chong's training, is far better than in the original plot.

Maybe Sanli herself didn't realize that she grew up in the medical hall with Wang Chong when she was a child, and even the reading materials at the time of enlightenment were medical books Sanli, who has been by Wang Chong's side for so many years, has been exposed to it by her ears and eyes, and has been taught by Wang Chongyan and deeds, and has already laid a solid foundation in medical skills.

After the college entrance examination next year, I will go on to university for further study, and my achievements in medicine in the future will not be too low.

Such an excellent Sanli, with a Song Qingyuan, is more than enough.

The key is that Song Qingyuan, this kid is known as sober in the world, whether it is his heart or character, he has an appetite for Wang Chong.

If there is such a niece and son-in-law, Wang Chong doesn't mind.

"Master! Really let Sanli clean up alone? "Just a few steps out of the medical hall, Yicheng didn't say anything, Song Qingyuan was worried first.

Wang Chong stopped and turned to look at him: "Why don't you stay and help Sanli?" ”

"Huh?" Song Qingyuan didn't expect Wang Chonghui to be so direct, and suddenly his heart became apprehensive, pointing to himself and saying, "I'll stay?" Not okay? ”

"What's wrong, it's not that you two don't know each other, you two grew up together, you're still ashamed!"

"How is that possible!"

"Then if you don't go, will you let me go?"

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!"

Song Qingyuan had just turned around, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the leg that had just stepped out stopped again, and he hesitated in his heart.

Wang Chong's voice sounded again: "Yicheng, you get on your bicycle and go and pick up Simei and Qiqi." ”

"Good!"

······

"Brother Qingyuan? How did you get back? Sanli looked at Song Qingyuan, who appeared in front of him again, and asked suspiciously.

Song Qingyuan grinned and said, "How can there be any reason for you to let a girl stay and clean up, I'll help you!" As he spoke, he walked up to Sanli and took a broom and dustpan.

Sanli was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she was snatched away by Song Qingyuan with the broom and dustpan: "I usually clean it up, and I'm used to it." ”

"It's okay, it's faster to clean up when there are more people!" Song Qingyuan said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you then!" Sanli didn't say anything more polite to Song Qingyuan, walked in and took out a clean rag, ready to wipe the tables, chairs and counters.

"By the way, Sanli, listen to Yicheng, you will be in your third year of high school when school starts?" Song Qingyuan asked while sweeping the floor.

Sanli nodded and said, "Yes! ”

"Then you must be studying medicine in college?" As soon as these words came out, Song Qingyuan suddenly couldn't help but move in his heart.

"I heard that Yicheng said that your grades are very good, so after you graduate next year, do you plan to go to the Medical University in Yanjing, Xiangya in Junsha, or the Medical Department of Lin'an Zhejiang University?" Song Qingyuan suddenly asked with some apprehension.

"Why do you ask?" Sanli asked a little puzzled.

Song Qingyuan said: "Aren't these the best universities in China in terms of medicine now? And you have been studying medicine with your master since you were a child, don't you want to go to these universities for further study? ”

Sanli shook her head with a smile and said: "Medicine, broad and profound, even if you spend your whole life, you may not be able to learn it all, Yanjing is too far, although Lin'an and Junsha are not as far away as Yanjing, but it is not what I want." ”

Song Qingyuan almost blurted out: "Do you want to be admitted to the medical department of Jinling University?" ”

Seeing Song Qingyuan's surprised look, Sanli explained: "I have studied Chinese medicine with my uncle since I was a child, and I memorize those medical books left by our ancestors, whether it is the medical university in Yanjing, the Xiangya in Junsha, and the medical department of Lin'an Zhejiang University, which is indeed well-known throughout the country, but they are all famous for Western medicine. ”

"And my uncle said that Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine, although Chinese medicine also pays attention to teachers, but it pays more attention to talent and experience, and it is difficult to achieve success without decades of medical experience."

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Song Qingyuan nodded with some understanding.

"Of course, Western medicine also needs to be learned, and there are many things in Western medicine that we can learn and learn from, and even in some aspects, Western medicine is more effective than our Chinese medicine, and the effect is more immediate."

Sanli's medical skills are currently learned from Wang Chong, Wang Chong's concept of medical skills is also Sanli's seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, eight, whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine, in Wang Chong's eyes, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, the two are completely different two systems, Chinese medicine pays attention to meridians, qi and blood, with the theory of yin and yang five behaviors, the two may have similarities, and even have similarities in many aspects, but if you really talk about it in detail, the two are completely different.

"Then do I have to change my mind and call Dr. Qiao in the future?" Looking at Sanli, who was talking eloquently in a white coat, Song Qingyuan was a little dazed, and somehow said this.

"It's early!" Sanli smiled calmly and said: "As far as my current little Taoism is concerned, I have only learned a little bit of my uncle's skin, and it is still far away!" ”

It was also quick to clean up, the two chatted a few words, Song Qingyuan took out the garbage, and Sanli closed the door of the medical hall and locked it.

The medical hall is not far from Wang Chong's house, and you can reach it by foot.

When the two walked home, the courtyard door was wide open, the house was empty, and there was no one in sight, Rhubarb and Xiaohua heard Sanli's voice, so they couldn't wait to greet them, and they kept wagging their tails around Sanli.

"Yo! The rhubarb and florets are still there! Seeing the two earth dogs, Song Qingyuan was a little surprised, "How many years have you been here?" ”

"Ten or eleven years!" Sanli also can't remember clearly, I only remember that when I bought these two dogs, my uncle took a few of them together, at first my uncle only took a fancy to rhubarb, and Xiaohua was liked by Simei, and I liked it very much, so Wang Chongcai paid for Xiaohua to buy it.

Over the years, during the time when Sanli and Simei lived in the hospital, every night, it was Rhubarb and Xiaohua who guarded them, and the deepest relationship between the family and these two dogs was Sanli and Simei.

"It's back!"

The kitchen window was facing the courtyard, and Wang Chong was kneading dough on the eucalyptus board in front of the window, and the snow-white dough was constantly deformed under Wang Chong's hands.

"Uncle, where's the eldest brother?"

"I'm going to pick up Simei and Qiqi."

"That's right!" Wang Zhong put the mixed noodles in a wooden basin, covered the lid, wiped his hands on the apron, and took out thirty yuan from his pocket: "Just the two of you go to buy a few catties of pig ears together, and then get some cooked food casually, and weigh half a catty of fried peanuts!" Buy a few more jars of flowers to wither back! ”

"Good!"

Looking at Song Qingyuan's kid's eyes and hating to grow to Sanli, and then looking at Sanli, who has been slim and graceful, Wang Zhongxin can't help but feel that there is a girl in my family who has just grown up.

In the kitchen, Wang Chong's work is not finished, the water in the pot has not yet boiled, but the sauce is already ready to be fried, take out the fresh pork belly that Ma Suqin bought from the vegetable market in the morning from the refrigerator, and take out a can of fried sauce sent by Song Qingyuan, Wang Chong tasted the taste with a fast son first, then cut the pork belly and reprocessed the fried sauce.

When Yicheng came back with Simei and Qiqi, Wang Chong's noodles were also cooked, Sanli and Song Qingyuan helped bring the noodles and fried sauce to the table, and Wang Chong opened a jar of freshly bought withered wine and poured a bowl for Yicheng and Song Qingyuan.

"Qingyuan, this meal, it should be the master who will pick you up and wash the dust!" Saying that, Wang Zhong had already picked up the wine bowl: "Come!" Done! ”

After three rounds of drinking, the fried noodles and pork head meat were almost eaten, and Wang Chong was also slightly drunk and felt a little drunk.

Yicheng and Sanli were cleaning up the mess, Song Qingyuan wanted to help, but was rejected by the brother and sister, and it was just to clean up the dining table and kitchen, and there was not much work.

"Brother Qingyuan, Yanjing is so fun, why don't you stay in Yanjing and run back to Jinling?" On the sofa, Simei asked curiously.

Last week, Wang Chong and Ma Suqin just took her, Sanli and Qiqi back from Yanjing, in addition to watching the concert, those attractions in Yanjing were also led by Wang Chong to visit all over them, and the four beauties were very happy, and they still have an aftertaste.

"Although Yanjing is good, I grew up in Jinling, and I still prefer Jinling!" Song Qingyuan and the brothers and sisters of the Qiao family can be regarded as the same family, they have known each other since they were young, and they have been for more than ten years now, and they can also be said to be childhood sweethearts.

"By the way, I heard your eldest brother say, you just went to Yanjing? Why don't you contact me when you get to Yanjing! ”

Facing Song Qingyuan's question, Simei glanced at Wang Chong and said, "We went two weeks ago, and you graduated at that time, how do we know where to find you!" ”

"Besides, you must have been busy looking for a job at that time, we used to play, how can I bother you!"

"Let me tell you, my brother-in-law is familiar with Yanjing, and I suspect that he has secretly been to Yanjing without us knowing!" Simei leaned over to Song Qingyuan's ear and whispered.

Song Qingyuan glanced at Wang Chong in some surprise, then turned his head to look at Simei, and asked with a smile: "Is Fei Xiang's concert good?" ”

"It's beautiful!" Simei was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Let me tell you, the atmosphere of the scene is good·······

The more he talked, the more excited he became, he couldn't sit still, his body couldn't help but jump up, and he was slapped back by Wang Chong.

Simei, who was still excited just now, immediately put her legs together, sat upright, put her hands on her thighs, and lowered her head, looking like she had done something wrong.

"Isn't it just a singer! If this was put aside, it would just be a play, is it so powerful! ”

"It's only a little girl like you who likes to watch it!"

"Who said that only the little girl likes to watch it, Fei Xiang is so handsome, and his singing is so good, and there are more people who like him." Although Simei was a little afraid of Wang Chong, she also knew that Wang Chong was not the kind of person who did it for no reason, so as soon as Wang Chong said that he was an idol, he couldn't wait to fight for it.

"Isn't it just singing, it's the same as who doesn't! Besides, I think that guy sings very ordinary! ”

Wang Chong is still like that, but for Fei Xiang, Wang Chong really doesn't like it, maybe because Simei has some fanatical worship for him, and he has a little disgust.

"Uncle!" Simei's eyes purred, the corners of her mouth on both sides raised slightly, and asked, "Uncle, is it possible that you can still sing?" ”

"Singing is not easy!" There were already three empty altars beside them, and two of them were drunk by Wang Chong alone.

Simei smiled on her face, and said with a little yin and yang: "Then you sing one for us!" ”

Wang Zhong glanced at Simei: "Sing it!" ”

"Seventy-seven! Go inside and get your fourth sister's guitar out! ”

Since playing Simei began to learn vocal music, the musical instruments naturally did not fall behind, Wang Chong equipped her with a lot of musical instruments, if it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't put it at home, even the piano Wang Chong bought her back.

Wang Chong knows very well that it is not enough to simply dance and make a career in the entertainment industry, anyway, Simei is interested in these, as long as she is willing to learn, Wang Chong will spare no effort to support her.

"Okay!" Qiqi was familiar with the door, pushed the door into the bedroom, took off the guitar hanging on the wall, and took it out and stuffed it for Wang Chong.

Wang Zhong sat on the sofa, his right leg rested on his sitting leg, the guitar hanging around his neck was placed on his right leg, his left hand pressed the strings, and his right hand plucked the strings a few times, and the guitar made a few pleasant soft sounds.

"It's been a long time since I've played, and I'm a little bit raw!"

The corners of Wang Chong's mouth raised into a smile, and his eyes were closed at some point.

Looking at Wang Chong's skillful movements, several people in the room at this moment widened their eyes, pricked up their ears, and listened carefully.

"It's coming!"

Wang Chong's eyes were still closed, the smile on his face was still there, his right hand stirred the strings, and the pleasant tune quietly sounded.

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword

Take a look at the prosperity of the world

Young hearts are always a little frivolous

Now you call the world home

·······”

As Wang Chong's singing sounded, the room suddenly became quiet, and only Wang Chong's singing voice remained.

After singing the song, Wang Chong's hand left the strings and opened his eyes, quite unfinished.

Several people in the room were already dumbfounded, looking at Wang Zhong in a daze.

Qiqi was young, and he didn't have much contact with things, but he just thought it was good, and he was the first to applaud: "Uncle sings so well!" ”

Qiqi's applause and speech pulled everyone back to reality.

"Uncle, whose song are you, why haven't you heard it?" After a burst of applause, while being shocked, Simei asked the doubts in her heart.

In fact, Wang Chong's singing level is average, not to the point of touching and fascinating, but this does not prevent an excellent song from exerting its beauty.

"I wrote it myself, how could you have heard it?" Wang stroked the strings with his hands, still reminiscing about the feeling just now.

Wang Chong's guitar level is average, and the music level is only level three, but there is a system plug-in, and Wang Chong will basically have a little bit of any instrument, even if it is only a leaf, he can barely play a tune.

"Uncle, do you still know how to write songs?" Simei was really shocked by Wang Zhong at this moment: "This is also ····· This also ······" Simei didn't know what to say.

"I'll have more, I'll tell you everything!"

"Master!" Song Qingyuan was also very surprised, he thought that his master had written well and his martial arts were all he had, but he didn't expect ·······

"Is there anything else you wouldn't?" Song Qingyuan asked cautiously.

"There must be that!" Wang Chongdao.

"For example?" Song Qingyuan was very curious, not only Song Qingyuan, but also Qiao Simei, as well as Sanli and Yicheng, who were outside the door, were also very curious.

"Have a baby!" Wang Zhong said seriously: "I won't do this!" ”

Burst!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, and all of a sudden they were all amused by Wang Chong.

"Neither will we!" Song Qingyuan looked at Wang Chong with some resentment: "Master, is there anything else?" ”

Wang Chong thought about it seriously and said, "It seems that there is no one!" ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other, relatively speechless!

"Hahaha!" But after a while, Wang Chong himself laughed first.

All of a sudden, the expressions on everyone's faces were even more exciting!

Wang Chong plucked the strings again with his right hand and said, "I'll give you another song "About Winter." ”

"Gently I will leave you

Wipe away tears from the corners of your eyes

In the long night

In the days to come

·······”

Just as everyone looked at each other, the wine surged up, rushing straight to the door of his head, and Wang Chong, who was already a little drunk, began to play and sing again.

Yicheng and Song Qingyuan and Sanli were slightly better, after the shock, they adjusted their mentality and slowly listened to the singing, only Simei, looking at Wang Chong, who was playing with Erlang's legs crossed and the guitar in his arms, his beautiful eyes bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.

Wang Chong's eyes were silent, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of almost undetectable arc.

Sample, don't take the bait yet!