Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

"Prodigal son" is definitely not a compliment. However, Ya'er felt that she had only been pulling things from home. Being called "prodigal son" by Mr. Song and others was a bit unworthy and deserved.

However, in front of outsiders, the old leaders who have always acted calmly and calmly can be so irritable and use such a vulgar word "get out". Obviously Ya'er has caused a lot of trouble. Although Ya'er

I have already made a vague guess.

The phone in Ya'er's hand was an old-fashioned phone from the 1980s. The sound was leaking, and the sound was leaking very badly. The old man on the other end of the phone was so angry that it not only shocked Ya'er to hold the phone far away, but also made Ya'er hold the phone far away.

Even Grandpa Du and the others heard it clearly.

Grandpa Du and the others doted on Ya'er to no end, but Grandpa Du and the others would never admit that they doted on the child. They doted on the child but did not spoil it, and several old leaders were people whom Grandpa Du and the others respected from the bottom of their hearts.

"Ya'er, you'd better hurry over and see if anything happens!" No, after listening to the other end of the phone hanging up the phone without thinking, Grandpa Du and the others started to talk about it. Those old men usually followed

He is like an old god, wise and indifferent, but he has never been so angry and frustrated as before.[

"Well! You guys should eat first, you don't have to wait for me!" In fact, Grandpa Du and the others didn't need to hurry, Ya'er had to go and have a look.

Zhai Yaohui had already sat up from the chair, "It's too late, I'll take you there!"

The Du Haoyu brothers who were about to say this felt sour in their hearts. Guo Xiaohai reluctantly handed the car keys to Zhai Yaohui, facing for the first time the fact that their precious sister would no longer be their sweet burden.

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However, the fact is the fact. These brothers could only watch Zhai Yaohui half-armed on the baby sister's shoulders and go out. They had no choice but to know that this man was their legitimate brother-in-law-to-be.

When Ya'er and Zhai Yaohui arrived at the small quadrangle that was hidden away in the bustling city, where some old masters lived, the usually quiet and elegant courtyard was brightly lit. It was obvious that the old masters were sitting in the main hall and had already prepared to launch an attack.

Even though several of the old masters had already passed their prime years, they still had clear eyes and ears. When they heard the sound of the engine stalling outside the yard, they yelled again, "What are you doing, little girl, hanging around outside?"

Why don't you hurry up and get the old man in here!"

In the yard, Ya'er shivered subconsciously and quickly took some specialties from the Yunnan-Guizhou mountainous area and some rare medicinal materials that Zhai Yaohui was holding, hoping that the old masters would be merciful and merciful.

Of course, the few old masters in the main hall noticed that the little disciple had lost two points compared to before, but he seemed to be in good spirits. However, Mr. Song and the others came to see the messy big and small bags in Ya'er's hands.

Angry. Of course they are happy that a good apprentice is filial to his master, but don’t keep saying it again and again. Who has ever seen market-priced old wild ginseng and dried beans and radish seeds put together!

"Masters, dear apprentice, I'm back. These are my apprentices and I need to give them a little thought!" When Ya'er saw that today was the Hongmen Banquet, she smiled more and more flatteringly and put the pile of things in her hand in front of her.

It has been said that these old masters are old gods who are indifferent to fame and wealth, and Ya'er's little tricks are not enough.

Mr. Song picked up the huanghuali wood paperweight he usually used to practice calligraphy, used it as a gavel, and shouted angrily, "You little prodigal! You don't know how rare Laoshan ginseng is, and it is a sacred nourishing product with a market price. You

How dare you put it together with those vulgar things? Do you know that those few pieces of bacon almost wiped out the medicinal aroma of the old man's old wild ginseng, and the ginseng aroma turned into the burnt aroma of bacon?"

"That is, if anyone in the know has an old wild ginseng of such good quality, it should not be offered as an offering to the ancestors! It would be better for you to transport it back carelessly. What if something happens on the way and one of the ginseng roots is broken?

What if it gets lost halfway?"

"Girl, do you know that the old man's little great-grandson thought it was dried radish? The old man didn't notice, so the little guy almost didn't chew it and gave it to the old man to eat!..." Thinking about it now, Mr. Zhang

Still terrified.

Song Lao, Zhang Lao, and the others criticized Ya'er loudly and loudly. Their good little apprentice thought about them wherever he went and wanted to send them some local specialties and mountain products. Of course they were happy, but sometimes the surprise was too much.

, they can’t bear it anymore as they get older.

Mr. Zheng is usually the most restrained and dignified person and doesn't speak much. Now he sighed and lamented, "What a waste of natural resources, such a waste of natural resources!"

Who would have thought that a pile of souvenirs also contained rare Chinese herbal medicines such as ginseng and deer antler. If they hadn't seen the small wooden box containing ginseng, they might have been regarded as carrots by their ignorant family members.

It was stewed for them. On the night when they received the old wild ginseng, several righteous old men slept with their arms around the wooden box containing the old wild ginseng.

When they woke up the next day, they were in high spirits, which was more effective than any miraculous medicine they had taken. Thanks to their good disciples, they could still collect old wild ginseng of such good quality and age during their lifetimes, and they would be able to go see their ancestor with a smile in the future.

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Ya'er originally wanted to give a few old leaders a surprise. She also believed in the working attitude of postal workers in the 1980s. How could she have imagined that the old leaders would not be happy and revolted. The childlike and gray-haired old leaders did not stop for a while.

At this moment, Ya'er looked at Zhai Yaohui, who was standing next to him as a backdrop, and had no choice but to actively save herself.

Ya'er put the few packages in her hand on the Eight Immortals table, "Hey, I originally wanted to ask the masters to identify the Panax notoginseng, Gastrodia elata, Cordyceps...these Yunnan-Guizhou specialty Chinese herbal medicines. However, since the masters

We don’t have time, so we have to wait until later.”[

Ya'er finally found the famous families of several old masters. Ya'er waved her fingers and said yyngyyong. Although the old masters pretended not to care, no one bothered to rub Ya'er. Their eyes were slightly muddy due to the experience of the world.

It was so bright that he said, "Little girl, have you brought back Chinese herbal medicine again? Quickly, open it and let us take a look!"

Ya'er laid out the classified specialties, Chinese herbal medicines, and gifts. How could the old masters remember that they were criticizing Ya'er just now? Sniffing the fragrance of this medicine, smelling the smell of that medicine, Mr. Song even picked up a piece of tender green.

Put the tea leaves in your mouth, chew and taste them.

The main hall became quiet, and Ya'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This test was finally over.

However, how could the old masters not know that the somewhat out-of-touch young apprentice was trying to make trouble, and this was enough to end their addiction, so they immediately started to settle old scores with Ya'er.

They received and accepted the little apprentice's filial piety, but the master and apprentice clearly settled the accounts, and the old wild ginseng had a market price, "Girl, we regard those local products as your filial piety, but you have to tell the truth.

, how much did the four old wild ginseng cost in total? As masters, we can’t let our little apprentices spend money, especially little girl like you.

The old man's tone was very solemn, and the apprentice was as weird as a little fox. They had to figure it out clearly, "By the way, don't play tricks on us, and don't say that you dug it in the mountains. It's not a newly unearthed old ginseng."

After all, Ya'er was a little tender, and the words were suddenly stuck in her throat, "Master, I know that old wild ginseng is a rare and nourishing holy product, but those few old wild ginsengs were bought from old mountain people.

, It’s really not that precious! There are layers of exploitation between herbal collectors and pharmacies, you guys must know better than me. Those few old wild ginseng roots should be regarded as my filial piety, my apprentice!”

Sometimes, Ya'er is really clumsy and clumsy. Compared with the careful teachings and generous teachings of several old masters, a few old wild ginseng seems too vulgar to be used.

Several old masters looked at each other, that's all. Anyway, the young disciple's family has a big business, so let the little girl spend a lot of money, and the courtesy and affection are even more important. However, in the end, the several old masters couldn't help but said, "No matter when

, the hardest working people are ordinary people. Girl, if you have the ability, don’t forget to work for the ordinary people.

Give your best! If you are powerful, you can help the world, if you are poor, you can be alone. Your little girl will definitely not be a thing in the pond in the future. Don’t forget this sentence when your chick first blooms and your phoenix flies for nine days! And you, the boy of the Zhai family

, remember, you must be worthy of your conscience in everything you do, and be worthy of the peaceful country that your fathers have brought down."

Since these old masters have recognized Ya'er as a close disciple, they must deserve the title of master. What they have taught Ya'er is not only years of medical practice, but also their life wisdom accumulated through time and experience in the world.

This suggestion seemed serious and thoughtful. Ya'er and Zhai Yaohui calmed down and solemnly responded, "Yes!"

When Ya'er and Zhai Yaohui returned, the lights had already started to light up. However, due to the advice of several old masters, they had no appetite to fill their stomachs outside and drove directly home. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, maybe

, some things should be done from now on.

However, on the way home, in the slightly dim car, the absent-minded Ya'er was still keenly aware that the person next to her looked unclear and hesitated to speak.

Ya'er pondered for a moment, then took the initiative to break the silence in the carriage, "Do you want to ask me, even though I only received one old wild ginseng from Uncle Mo, why did Mr. Song and the others manage to get one?"

Deep down in her heart, Ya'er had never been on guard against Zhai Yaohui, and she also knew that with this person's keen observation, her little quirks would be invisible in this person's eyes. However, Ya'er didn't expect that this person could endure it until now.

He didn't speak either.

Zhai Yaohui tightened his grip on the steering wheel and licked his lips that suddenly became dry due to nervousness. However, looking at Ya'er next to her who was even more nervous than herself, there was also a slightly dull and sharp look that she had not noticed just now.

The tone of his voice suddenly relaxed, but he was still reluctant to give up.

Freeing up a hand, he stroked Ya'er's unconsciously stiff back and said comfortingly, "I can afford to wait! Brother Zhai is waiting for you to rest assured and for you to take the initiative to tell me! Be good and don't force yourself!"

Maybe it was because the big hand behind his back was too warm, maybe because Zhai Yaohui's voice was too gentle, Ya'er collapsed on the back of the car seat with a sigh, swallowed subconsciously, and said with obvious determination in her voice, "Okay! From now on, from now on.

I will definitely tell you!"

It's not a good feeling to be burdened with a secret that even the closest people can't share. Ya'er knows that maybe one day, she will be willing to share this secret with the person next to her. Ya'er also knows in her heart that maybe that day won't happen.

Far away.

As for the secret of rebirth, Ya'er is more willing to believe that this is just the paradox of Zhuang Sheng's dream of a butterfly and Zhuang Sheng's dream of a butterfly. What Zhai Yaohui knows and likes has always been his reborn self. He grew up under the pampering and care of his family and faded away.

All the coldness, the thorny Du Xuanjin peeled off the pretended strong skin.

Although it was mentioned once again, whether it was Ya'er who closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the seat to take a nap, and Zhai Yaohui who held the steering wheel tightly in his hands with a look of love on his face, perhaps the two of them had noticed that their hearts were at odds with each other.

The distance has become even closer, inseparable, with no gaps.