More than an hour later.

Zhou Bingkun came back with more than a dozen packets of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Bingkun, why did you come back with Chinese medicine again? I'm not going to drink it." Li Suhua said hurriedly. Zhou Bingkun had made her drink Chinese medicine for a long time before, and now she felt sick to her stomach when she saw Chinese medicine.

"If you are sick, you have to drink medicine, where can you not drink medicine?" Zhou Zhigang looked at Li Suhua and said a sentence first, and then asked Zhou Bingkun, "Bingkun, is your mother sick?" She doesn't look sick, does she?"

"Dad, this is your Chinese medicine doctor, not my mother's." Zhou Bingkun said casually.

"What? My Chinese medicine? Am I sick? I'm not sick." Zhou Zhigang's eyes widened. He didn't feel sick. He felt that he was in good health, and there was nothing wrong with him.

"Dad, you have been working in the mountain city all the year round, and you have a lot of physical problems, and now you feel okay because your condition is not serious.

I ask you, do you get dizzy several times a week? The symptoms of each time are—" Zhou Bingkun said as he hugged Zhou Jiaping. This kid is clingy to him, and as long as he's at home, the little guy pounces on him.

"Seems like that, how do you see that?" Zhou Zhigang was surprised. The symptoms of his body, Zhou Bingkun said that it was not bad at all, but he didn't tell anyone.

"Hehe, Dad, my medical skills are okay, when I gave you acupuncture just now, I took the pulse by the way, and I already know about the problems in your body." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile. He has already recuperated Li Suhua's body, she doesn't need to drink traditional Chinese medicine in the future, she only needs to brew some chrysanthemums, wolfberries and the like, and drink them as tea.

However, Zhou Zhigang's physical problems are more troublesome, and he needs to drink traditional Chinese medicine for a period of time to treat and recuperate.

"So powerful?" Zhou Zhigang exclaimed. Although he knew that Zhou Bingkun's medical skills were very powerful, he had not experienced it firsthand. Now I feel it, it's too accurate!

"It's okay. Dad, you have more physical problems than my mother did at the beginning, you are now learning to boil medicine and drink it by yourself, and when you go to the mountain city in the next year, you will bring the medicine pot and Chinese medicine, and go there to drink it. You can't stop taking the medicine." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.

[I have known an old book friend for ten years to recommend to me to chase books, @

Drink Chinese medicine. He also prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine to Zheng Xiu and Zheng Guangming every year to let them regulate their bodies.

"Not yet. When I go to your house in the second year of junior high school, I'll check the pulse." Zhou Bingkun frowned. Zheng Xiu's health is even worse, and she has a few years to live.

She had suffered too much before, her life span was too much, and her body had been over-aging, so Zhou Bingkun was a little helpless, so she could only prescribe some medicine, and go over for acupuncture from time to time to let her body recuperate a little.

"In the TV series, Zheng Xiu should have died in 73. Now Zheng Xiu should live to about 76 years." Zhou Bingkun thought. He's done his best.

...

Chinese New Year's Eve.

Morning.

"Bingkun, a little up on the left, yes, a little more!" Zheng Juan shouted. Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan were busy pasting couplets. The situation of their family is much better than that of "Hidden in the Dust". Although not a generation.

No matter what the era, there are particularly poor places, and there are particularly poor people. Alas, I don't know why?

Li Suhua makes dumplings at home.

Zhou Zhigang hugged Zhou Jiaping and ran around inside and out. He laughed happily and couldn't stop laughing, making Zhou Jiaping laugh all the time.

Happiness is easy to say, but simple happiness is always short-lived.

After pasting the couplet, Zheng Juan helped Li Suhua make dumplings.

Zhou Bingkun began to cook.

Zhou Zhigang hugged Zhou Jiaping around the house.

Breakfast, several hard dishes.

At noon, there were several hard dishes again.

The dishes at night are harder, and there are many things that ordinary people can't buy.

"Bingkun, isn't our food a little too good?" Zhou Zhigang couldn't help but speak. Since he got home, he hasn't eaten stick noodles and steamed buns, all he eats are white noodles and rice, vegetables, each meal is several dishes, meat and vegetables, all made by Zhou Bingkun, and they are delicious.

"Dad, you've finally come back, I'm sure you'll have something good to eat." Zhou Bingkun said casually.

"There's no need, Bingkun, I'll just eat some stick noodles, let Ping'er, Zheng Juan, and your mother eat white flour steamed buns." Zhou Zhigang said.

"Dad, you don't know, since Bingkun became a doctor, there is no shortage of white noodles in our family, I haven't eaten stick noodles steamed buns for more than two years, and our stick noodles are fed to chickens." Li Suhua said with a smile.

"Really? Bingkun, are you taking the benefit of patients?" Zhou Zhigang frowned and asked. He was afraid that Zhou Bingkun would make a mistake.

….

"No, Dad, don't think about it. You know that I usually treat those who are in charge, and they always have to express it, tickets or something, they always give them hard, and I don't want to accept them.

So, it's a lot easier for me to buy things." Zhou Bingkun Hanhu Road. He lied. He treats the leader, and basically does not charge any money or tickets. The things he brought home were all bought by him with krypton.

"The leader gave it? This can't be refused, they don't lack this little thing, they will accept it when they take it, but they can't accept the benefits of ordinary people." Zhou Zhigang said.

"That's necessary, Dad, don't worry, I will definitely not accept the benefits of the people." Zhou Bingkun assured.

"Bingkun, I didn't expect that the conditions at home are so good, and I still want to save some money at the construction site..." Zhou Zhigang talked about the construction site.

"Dad, it's not easy for you to be outside, I'll toast you."

"Okay, this Fenjiu is delicious."

...

Zhou Bingyi's side.

He and Hao Dongmei are already married.

They also had Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together.

But their Chinese New Year's Eve dinner can't be compared with Zhou Bingkun's here.

Their staple food is wowotou.

The dish is stewed vermicelli with cabbage, and there is also a meat dish with few slices of meat in it.

"Bingyi, a total of ten dumplings, six for you and four for me." The dumplings are also vegetarian.

"Dongmei, you eat eight, I'll eat two."

A few dumplings, Hao Dongmei and Zhou Bing

Righteousness let one another eat. Their Chinese New Year's Eve meal was a little shabby.

At this time, someone from outside came.

"Bingyi, Dongmei, the party is about to start, come on."

"It's coming!" Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei happily went to the party.

...

Guizhou, in the mountains.

Wild vegetables, rice, pheasants, bacon.

Feng Huacheng and Zhou Rong's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was quite rich, but they couldn't compare with Zhou Bingkun's side.

"Zhou Rong, you have eaten all these white-flour steamed buns, I can just eat rice." Feng Hua became a Taoist. They don't have white face here. The white noodles they ate were still given by Zhou Zhigang.

"Huacheng, you can also eat a white-flour steamed bun." Zhou Rong said.

She and Feng Huacheng are in the mountains, and they can be counted, but they are a little lonely.

At this time, a man came.

"Feng Huacheng, you xxxx" This is the person who performs the supervision task of Feng Huacheng, and he is educating Feng Huacheng.

Feng Huacheng listened to the lecture honestly, bowing and nodding from time to time. He had completely succumbed, like an obedient dog.

After the man reprimanded Feng Huacheng, he smiled at Zhou Rong and said, "Teacher Zhou, it's the New Year, this is a little bit of my heart, a pheasant I just picked up." He had a trap in the mountains and caught a few pheasants.

"No need..." Zhou Rong said a few polite words, and reluctantly accepted it.

...

The three brothers and sisters of the Zhou family, their Chinese New Year's Eve meals are different, so they have their own tastes.

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