Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

The rumored four dishes and one soup, plus four bowls of crystal clear white rice, were much simpler than Ya'er had imagined. However, at the Little Eight Immortals table, several people's appetites were obviously very good.

Zhong Nan Hai's chefs are very skilled in cooking, and these dishes are all light and refreshing. Just in time for the autumn tiger to be in full swing these days, everyone's appetite improved a lot after looking at the light and light dishes.

Ya'er is a secular person, but although she usually has a lot of appetite, she is more or less affected by the living habits of her previous life, and she prefers light dishes, and eats with a feeling of expectation and apprehension.

As for the old man, because at this little Eight Immortals table there were very few people competing for food with him, and some helped him pick up the food, he unknowingly ate half a bowl of rice too much.

Grandpa Zhai, on the other hand, remarked that the chef here was good at his craftsmanship, but also complained that these dishes were too little and tasteless, and he didn't eat them at all. However, when he started to eat, he was as bold as a wind and a cloud.[

There were only four people sitting in a circle on the small Eight Immortals table. In addition to the old man, Grandpa Zhai and Ya'er's grandparents, there was also the middle-aged man who had just brought Ya'er upstairs. The middle-aged man was invited by the old man to accompany him.

, and also saw Old General Zhai’s good appetite.

Although Grandpa Zhai is a few years younger than the old man, he is still older than seventy, which is rare in ancient times. The middle-aged man did not expect that although Old General Zhai, who was a tiger general in the army, was old, he could still make a living and was quite capable.

To be able to eat.

Under the gaze of the middle-aged man, Grandpa Zhai refilled his second bowl of white rice with endless enthusiasm, which was even more appetizing than the middle-aged man in his prime.

While the middle-aged people were sighing and lamenting, Grandpa Zhai kept murmuring in his heart. Xiao Shen is still a young man in his prime. Those who use pens are not as good as those who carry guns. Look at how hard he has to eat.

Of course, the middle-aged man didn't know that he was despised by General Zhai. However, even though it was not the first time that he had a meal with the leader, the middle-aged man was still a little cautious and focused more on the old man and General Zhai.

for care.

However, comparing the two, the middle-aged man suddenly felt sour in his heart. It seemed that he, the confidential secretary closest to the old leader, was not qualified at all.

The chief and Old General Zhai are obviously the same age, but looking at Old General Zhai, he has a ruddy complexion, a loud voice, and even a lot of black hair that has just sprouted in his silver hair. He has a better appetite than a man in his prime.

More than seventy

The nearly eighty-year-old man is as energetic as a general in his 60s. General Zhai may have been used to being dignified, and he likes to keep a straight face, but now he doesn’t even have any obvious wrinkles on his face. Really.

Live like an old fairy.

As for the head of the family, the old chief is thinking very hard. He should be enjoying his old age tomorrow morning, but he has to sleep and forget to eat and sleep for the livelihood of the people of the country. I don’t even remember how long it has been since the old chief has filled a bowl of rice? How long has it been since the old chief has not filled a bowl of rice?

Can I have a good sleep now? When did the old leader lose two points again?

The middle-aged man looked at the little girl in colorful clothes who wanted to kiss him, and then at the old leader's fully stretched eyebrows, opened his mouth, and finally put his heart aside. For the sake of the old leader's health, he waited.

Let’s cut it first and then play it later!

The information about Ya'er on the old man's desk was personally compiled by the middle-aged man, a confidential secretary. The middle-aged man saw more detailed information than the old man who had many things to do. Of course, he knew that Ya'er had provided information to many senior cadres and leaders over the years.

It’s about taking care of your body. And it seems that all those veteran cadres and leaders these years have been forgotten by time!

The chief has a dedicated health care doctor, but the health care doctor's advice tends to be steady, and basically changes the soup without changing the medicine. The key is that the old chief often forgets to eat and sleep at work, so no matter how good the health doctor comes up with, the chief must actively cooperate.

After a while, I might as well listen to Comrade Du Xiao’s suggestion. This little girl is said to be jokingly called Xinglin’s little master by the veteran cadres and leaders. You know, those veteran cadres are not easy to serve, but I heard that they are in Du Xiao

The comrade in front of me is very cooperative. Even if it doesn't work, I have to give it a try. Maybe Comrade Du can find another shortcut!

However, after the rumored four dishes and one soup, before the middle-aged man started to take action, Ya'er, who had already formed the doctor's conditioned reflex, jumped out first, "Grandpa, you can't drink tea after meals! You won't drink tea to refresh yourself.

Are you going to work again?"

What I just saw in the office were the thick piles of documents waiting for approval on the desk, the full bookshelves surrounding the three walls, and the obvious fatigue on the old man's brow. It is not difficult to guess how much workload the old man has.

It was beyond the load of the old man's body. In Ya'er's view, the old man was simply overdrawing his own vitality.

Just now, Ya'er had been immersed in the shock of seeing the old man, but she had forgotten that it was this old man who worked hard to launch the grand blueprint for China to enter the international stage, but the old man was in the Pearl of the Orient that the Chinese had been looking forward to for a hundred years.

On the eve of the return, he passed away in a flash. But the old man who worked hard for the motherland could not see the return of the Pearl of the Orient, nor could he see the Oriental Dragon of China rising into the sky.

Even if there was even a slight chance, Ya'er wanted to flap her little wings this time.

Grandpa Zhai didn’t know that his precious grandson-in-law thought of so many things in a blink of an eye and nodded her head. Yes, she can’t drink tea because this habit has been mentioned many times by the little girl in the movie!

"Yes, old chief, drinking tea after a meal is bad for your stomach!" That's all Grandpa Zhai said, because no matter how professional he is, he won't understand.

Ya'er's voice was clear and crisp, and her face glowing with jade showed obvious disapproval. Although Lao Zhai's voice was rough, but his voice was like a bell, he was more energetic than himself, and he subconsciously poured tea for himself with his hands.

I couldn't help but have a meal.[

The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this. He quickly grabbed the teapot from the chief's hand and put it far away. "Chief, you don't believe what I say, but Comrade Du is a doctor, so you should believe it, right?"

!How many times has Dr. Wang told me in private that you need to change your old habit!"

Grandpa Zhai saw that the middle-aged man was getting less and less confident as he talked. He guessed that there were some things that he, a subordinate, was not easy to say, so he couldn't help but help, "Old chief, you have to change all the bad habits that the health doctor told you to change! Chairman, too.

It has been said that the body is the capital of revolution,

If you, the head of the family, get sick and lie down, those young people will not be able to bear it, and how many important economic and livelihood issues will be delayed! Sharpen the knife before chopping firewood, take good care of your body first, just like me,

There is no problem if I dedicate myself to you for another twenty or thirty years."

Old General Zhai said everything he wanted to say, and the middle-aged man was very grateful. However, why did he always feel that the old general's words did not sound so good?

Ya'er had the same idea as the middle-aged man, and a few dark lines appeared faintly between her eyebrows when she heard this. Oops, grandpa, you are always the leader, can you be a little more taboo about what you say?

However, whether Grandpa Zhai’s words are rude or not, the old man certainly knows that looking at the motherland that is riddled with holes, he has been a little too hasty, but he has forgotten that age is not forgiving. The old man who is dedicated to serving the country and the people needs Grandpa Zhai’s straightforward words just now.

A wake-up call!

The old man looked at the old man, middle school man and young man who looked at him with disapproval, and said in a dumbfounded voice, "Old Zhai is right, the body is the capital of revolution! By the way, little girl, aren't you a medical student?

Come on, show me your little skill to grandpa, let grandpa see what you are capable of!"

When Grandpa Zhai saw that the old chief had listened to his advice, he was so happy that he had not yet closed his mouth. He actually heard the old chief asking Ya'er to take his pulse, and his face suddenly fell.

It’s not that Grandpa Zhai doesn’t believe in his Ya’er’s ability, it’s because the old chief’s status is too special and he has a team of health doctors around him. Alas, this is really difficult to handle!

However, before Grandpa Zhai had time to help him with his speech, he saw Ya'er raising her hand without hesitation and placing it on the wrist of the old chief who had rolled up his sleeves. Grandpa Zhai was babbled unconsciously and laughed again.

Hey, just like the little girl's courageous and enterprising spirit just now, she is like a member of her own family. On the other hand, as I get older, I have lost my previous blood and my heart is not as pure as before. I tend to shrink back when I think too much!

But Ya'er, who was taking a pulse, looked more and more solemn. Ya'er knew that the old man had a special health care team, which usually took good care of the old man. The reason why Ya'er sat opposite the old man was not because he was young and frivolous, nor was he young and fearful.

It's because Ya'er has memories of her previous life and has sharper senses than ordinary people.

There were only four people in the small living room downstairs. Ya'er's brows relaxed and frowned for a while. The moods of the middle-aged man and Grandpa Zhai also changed with Ya'er's expressions. The old man, on the other hand, looked more and more serious.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, signaling him to relax. Xiao Shen had been by his side for all these years, but he still couldn't learn to remain calm.

Nearly two quarters of an hour later, Ya'er's index finger, middle finger and ring finger were released. Although she breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was still heavy. Unexpectedly, the old man's body already had some less obvious symptoms. If it hadn't been for him

My facial features have been particularly sharp since I was a child, and I have learned Mr. Song’s unique pulse-breaking method, so maybe I still can’t cut it. However, fortunately, I discovered it early, and there is still hope!

The middle-aged man, who had been holding his breath for nearly half an hour and did not dare to take a big breath, was obviously worried and confused, "How is it? Comrade Du, how is the chief's health?"

"Grandpa is in good health, but he is obviously overworked and needs to balance work and rest!" Ya'er first reported the good news. Ya'er had no doubts about the medical skills of the old man's health care doctor and his concern for his health.

"Yeah, I'm in very good shape! You, Xiao Wang and the others have been taking care of me all day long, and they've also tormented the little girl!" The old man saw that the little girl seemed to have something to say that she hadn't finished speaking, but, look.

The tense middle-aged man joked.

Ya'er also saw the old man's intentions, paused, and told the old man about the medical book, "Grandpa, in Chinese medicine, the kidney governs the bones, produces the marrow, and ascends to the brain. If the kidney is deficient, the brain and marrow will be insufficient and the reaction will be slow. The spleen governs the muscles.

, the source of Qi and blood biochemistry..."

Traditional Chinese medicine is difficult to pronounce for laymen, but Ya'er could tell from the old man's silence that the old man could understand it. The middle-aged man and Grandpa Zhai were just listening to a book from heaven, and Ya'er suddenly asked the old man,

"Grandpa, has your jaw sometimes trembled involuntarily at night recently? You even occasionally drool while sleeping!"

The old man did not hide his illness and nodded directly. He had never told anyone about this little strange thing in his body recently, including his own family. The little girl was very good at taking pulses, and he was able to detect this! The recent strange thing in his body

The strange thing happened all at night, so Xiao Wang and the other health doctors didn't notice it.