Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

Just like a person drinking water, he knows whether it is warm or cold! The path under his feet is walked by himself, and Ya'er has no extra thoughts to care about who of the two people downstairs falls into the other pit!

Live your own happy little life, Ya'er is busy!

Hu Tianshu was very supportive, and when he met the "noble man" Mr. Zhang seemed to be talking about "sex" today. He was talking about Yuan Tiangang, a fortune teller in the Tang Dynasty. Wang Xi, who had just finished his shift, came over to prepare to receive the gift.

I took a few people to eat sick meals.

Ya'er looked up and saw that it was already noon!

When she went out in the morning, Nainai Du specifically told Zhai Yaohui and Ya'er that meals would be delivered to them at home! How can patients in the hospital who are short of oil and salt have meals specially prepared at home?

It's early, it's not too far from home, and we drove here, so we don't have to worry about the elders running over to deliver food.

When the two returned home, in the front yard, the car that Guo Xiaohai had specially left at home, Du's father was already ready to go. He was sitting in the driver's seat and bent over to start the ignition! The second uncle of the Du family and others were surrounding him.

Driving around in the car, I was so greedy, this little car is not easy to drive!

Du Ma and Hu Tianshu's daughter-in-law came over from the Chuiyue Gate each holding two large thermal buckets. Mr. Meng was holding three extra-large thermal boxes stacked together, holding a scarf and hat in his hand and wearing a

Little Yingzi showed her eyes.

Mr. Meng has no intention of taking his granddaughter to the hospital. People of the older generation think that children's eyes are too clean and the hospital is not a good place.

However, when his granddaughter became stubborn, Mr. Meng couldn't resist it! She had been following him very conspicuously all morning, with such pitiful eyes that made Mr. Meng feel sad! [

Behind Mr. Meng is a long queue. Xiao Ying and Hu Zi, who were told to stay at home, followed eagerly behind. The two little meatheads of Ya'er's family were moving slowly and slowly on their two little meaty legs.

The little fat man's paws tightly grasped the clothes of the two little brothers, his red little mouth grinned stupidly, and he kept shouting..."bah".

It's been cold these past two days, and these two little hunks were wearing too thick a piece of clothing, and they couldn't even put their arms down, and they were squealing like little penguins. In the eyes of Ya'er, who had just raised her feet and walked in, they were wearing red and round clothes.

The meat dumplings are like two red balloons tied behind the buttocks of Xiaoying and Huzi. Unfortunately, they are too heavy and obviously cannot float!

Grandpa Du and the others followed the two little meat dumplings, and they had to raise their voices to give Du a few words. There was no way, Du was very courageous, and he had only been on the road twice when he had just learned to drive! If it weren't for the cold weather, he would be afraid that the food would get cold quickly.

, I’d rather take the bus!

The battle in the front yard almost didn't scare Ya'er and Zhai Yaohui. It wasn't considered a major operation, it seemed like it was too labor intensive!

Seeing Zhai Yaohui and Ya'er coming back, Grandpa Du and the others were also surprised, "Why are you back at this point? Have you finished the operation?"

Xiao Yingzi bit her lip tightly and unconsciously picked at the newly grown fingernails. After all, Mr. Meng was still a senior man. "Xiao Zhai, girl, Zhu Zhu has already completed the operation? What's the result?"

Zhai Yaohui and Ya'er came to their senses and had to explain themselves. In the end, they didn't eat at home. When they left, Du Ma took out two large thermos buckets wrapped in towels from the kitchen.

Just now in the hospital, when the two of them were talking about going home to get food, they could not miss Mr. Zhang's aggrieved and pitiful look in his eyes.

Zhai Yaohui and Ya'er had no idea that when they and Mr. Meng returned to the hospital, there were two particularly resentful looks behind their backs. One belonged to Du's father, and the car had already been started. The daughter actually said that she could not drive on the road. The other was Xiao Yingzi's.

Yes, Uncle Zhai and Sister Du did not allow themselves to go to the hospital to take care of their father!

When the car was driving on the road, Ya'er felt a little "hairy" in her heart!

"Cold?" Zhai Yaohui, who was in the driver's seat, shivered when he saw his daughter-in-law. Before Ya'er could shake her head, the car had already stopped on the side of the road.

People often say that the number of cold days is nine, and the coldest is thirty-nine. Not to mention, although the sun is warm these days, the weather is dry and cold! Zhai Yaohui got out of the car and found two 80% new military coats from the trunk.

Mr. Meng, who was sitting in the back seat, put it on his lap and covered his little wife with another piece of clothing.

The military coat was thick and big, covering Ya'er's body and even wrapping up the thermos bucket she was holding in her arms!

Ya'er took a look at her man with sword-shaped eyebrows and hawk-like eyes, as cold as frost. His eyebrows were curved and he huddled happily under the military coat. Although he was not cold, how could he be willing to brush off his man's kindness!

Mr. Meng, who was in the back seat, pretended not to notice the young couple's flirting with each other, and put the coat on his lap onto the insulated lunch box he was holding! [

Thanks to two thick and large military coats, Ya'er returned to the ward and unscrewed the thermos bucket. The steaming heat and fragrant aroma suddenly filled the entire ward, and even the door was instantly covered with a layer of mist.

Mr. Zhang looked at the few people next to him who were preparing to eat. His eyes were almost glued to the oversized thermos buckets they were carrying. He rubbed Gululu's belly. Did the young couple understand him just now?

Is the meaning expressed in the eyes clear?

The more Mr. Zhang thought about it, the hungrier he became. He stretched his neck and occasionally glanced at the several large thermal buckets nearby. There seemed to be stewed "milk" white crucian carp soup, and large stick bones stewed with bone marrow oil.

Stewed radish! By the way, there are red green fruits and juicy strawberries in the big aluminum lunch box! Oh, this kind of treatment is better than going to a restaurant!

When Ya'er looked over, she immediately turned her head to one side as if it was serious!

It was Mr. Meng again. Seeing that the old man in the same ward had an unusual demeanor and seemed to be not from an ordinary family, but there was no one to take care of him, I felt sad for Mr. Zhang.

Seeing this old man sniffing from time to time, he looked at the several insulated buckets and insulated lunch boxes on the bedside table. He wanted to say hello, but he was worried that this noble and elegant old man would not be able to save face and hurt his self-esteem.

Ya'er pretended not to see it, winked at the soft-hearted old man Meng, and pursed her lips in amusement. This old man was so free and easy just now, and now he is actually looking good!

Even Hu Tianshu, who had been talking very speculatively to the old man just now, kept his mouth straight and said no polite words, and invited Mr. Zhang to have dinner with him.

Meng Dezhu smiled honestly at Mr. Zhang. He couldn't help it to make people happy with these two things. Zhai Yaohui did have a way, but Zhai Yaohui was willing to indulge his little daughter-in-law's naughty and loved to see her with crooked eyebrows.

Yue, she purses her lips and snickers cunningly!

Mr. Zhang, who was paying attention to the oversized thermos buckets, gradually figured out the smell. This was obviously wrong? He made it so obvious! After figuring out the joints, Mr. Zhang snorted angrily,

With a twist of his head, he didn't even look at these troubled children, his stomach growled loudly, and he even joked with himself, an old man!

Everyone laughed, it seemed that Mr. Zhang was angry!

Zhai Yaohui pinched Ya'er's upturned nose and signaled her daughter-in-law to stop. She turned around and opened the small wooden table with short legs that Mr. Zhang had prepared on the head of the hospital bed.

When Ya'er first came in, she smiled when she first saw the short-legged wooden table at the foot of the old man's bed! This old man is indeed a frequent visitor to the hospital, and he has gained experience! In the 1980s, the wards were simple and simple, but there was nothing

Mobile dining table for hospital beds! This old man put so much thought into preparing this small wooden table!

"Old man, do you think the food is to your liking? I don't know that I am destined to meet you today. The dishes are all made according to the taboos of post-operative patients. They may be a bit bland!" Ya'er took out the food from the thermos bucket.

The first bowl of rice was placed on the small wooden table in front of Mr. Zhang, and several home-cooked dishes were also served in small stainless steel bowls.

"Well, it's better to be lighter! The doctor also asked me to eat lighter!" Mr. Zhang nodded very reservedly, and took the chopsticks handed over by Ya'er in an elegant manner. His pale face seemed to have two extra

She is so bloody. This little girl is so familiar that she dares to joke with herself!

Suddenly thinking of the three words "self-cooked", Mr. Zhang couldn't help but blush. The chopsticks holding the tender fish belly stopped in mid-air and stopped Ya'er who was picking up green stir-fried vegetables for himself. He felt a little embarrassed.

I added, "I don't have a big appetite, so you don't need to serve it to me, otherwise I won't have enough for you!"

Although the thermos buckets looked big, the couple had only been there for a short period of time, and they definitely didn’t have time to eat at home! The appetites of these three grown men are quite big!

Ya'er felt embarrassed and placed the lid of the porcelain jar containing the green vegetables on the small table, "Master, don't worry! Do you really think I didn't bring you food? Brother Meng is having surgery in the afternoon, and this time is the best.

I have to stop talking, there is no place for him in the lunch box!"

Most people in the north love to eat pasta. Mr. Meng was getting steamed buns for Meng Dezhu from a plastic bag tightly wrapped in a towel.

?Can the operating table hold up?"

Mr. Meng felt sorry for his son, and he also felt sorry for the people who cooked the food! Especially the barrel of big bone sticks that had been stewed on low heat all morning, and even the bone marrow oil was stewed out, but the pillars were inedible! Mr. Du's family

Madam and the others went to the morning market early in the morning to buy it specially for me!

"It's best not to eat! Anesthesia is required during the operation. Anesthesia has side effects. If you eat, it can easily cause vomiting or even suffocation during the operation!" Ya'er took the steamed bun that Mr. Meng was about to put back and handed it to Zhai Yaohui!

Behind Ya'er, Meng Dezhu put the fish soup that he had brought to his mouth back on the bedside table, and "touched" his belly. Hey, bear with it a little longer! When eating breakfast today, Meng Dezhu listened to what Ya'er said last night.

Reminder, after drinking two bowls of rice porridge, I dare not eat any solid food! Meng Dezhu is in the prime of life, and his stomach is already growling with hunger!

Meng Dezhu always thought that he had to stop eating because of the physical examination, but even if he had a knife on his leg, he would have to stop eating in his mouth!

In the ward, everyone except Meng Dezhu watched eagerly, and everyone ate delicious lunch!

Especially Mr. Zhang, after finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth and had a few delicious red and tender strawberries, which are definitely a rarity in winter, as after-meal fruit. For the first time, he felt that being hospitalized seemed pretty good!

The risk of the operation is not high, and Mr. Meng is not nervous! After lunch, when the weak Mr. Zhang took a nap, he even leaned against the wall and squinted for a while!

But in the afternoon, when I was signing the consent form for the surgery as a family member, my hands couldn't help but tremble! I looked straight at Meng Dezhu who was being brought into the operating room after anesthesia, and I didn't know what to do!

Hu Tianshu's eyes were hot and he moved Mr. Meng towards Zhai Yaohui and Ya'er, "Uncle, the doctor just said that this is not a life-or-death operation. Don't be so nervous! The surgeon in charge is a top expert! Old Zhai, you guys are with me.

Uncle, go back to the ward and rest, I can watch over here alone!"

Regardless of whether there is danger or not, it is his son who is in the operating room. How can Mr. Meng leave with peace of mind. He laughed and cursed, feeling much lighter after all. Didn’t I say that after the operation, no matter how bad the condition of the leg injury is, it will not be worse than it is now.

Difference!

With these two men guarding the front of the operating room, Ya'er and Zhai Yaohui took the time to go back to the ward. I just heard that Mr. Zhang was going to be discharged from the hospital, and I don't know who will help him with the discharge procedures!

The two returned to the ward. Mr. Zhang was sitting on the bed reading a book. However, there was a bulging and packed luggage bag placed at the foot of the bed.

When he saw the two of them coming back, he opened his mouth and asked, "Back? Has Xiao Meng entered the operating room?"

Ya'er nodded and pointed to the travel bag at the foot of the bed, "Old man, do you really want to be discharged from the hospital? Is there anyone who can help you with the discharge procedures? How about we take you back!"

"No! No! Someone has already gone through the discharge procedures." Mr. Zhang had just finished speaking when a gentle young man in his twenties or eighty-year-old walked in at the door of the ward. He was dressed in well-made casual clothes, with fair skin and wearing a

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses perfectly hides the shrewdness and capability in his eyes.

There were two more people in the ward, and their expressions did not change at all. Chong Yaer and Zhai Yaohui nodded slightly, stood in front of the hospital bed, bowed slightly, and respectfully reported to Mr. Zhang on the bed, "Old man, discharge procedures

It’s done!”

His behavior was as if measured by a measuring stick, with two parts of rigor and eight parts of respect, and even the speed of his speech was neither slow nor hasty.

Ya'er didn't know why, but suddenly the old butler who was always around Edward suddenly appeared! Even the butler-like people around him had a noble character, and he didn't know what he was doing.

I have become as low-key as a lonely old man!

"Well! Xiao He, this little girl is the Chinese medicine practitioner introduced to me by Wang Shiqing. Her surname is Du and her name is Du Xuanjin!" Mr. Zhang ignored the surprise in the young man's eyes and directly extended his hand to Ya'er, "Little girl, give me your home address.

Write me a copy so that I can come to your home for medical treatment another day!"

Ya'er had originally planned to go to her home for treatment, but when she saw the person next to her, she had already put her words back. Mr. Zhang could afford such an elite person to take care of his daily life, so if he came to the door on his own initiative, he would be intruding.

Got it!

Ya'er wrote a note to Mr. Zhang and also received a phone number from Long Feifengwu!

A middle-aged man with ordinary clothes and a simple appearance came in and took away the travel bag. If it weren't for the man walking quietly and with a shining look in his eyes, Ya'er would have thought it was an ordinary uncle coming from next door!

Mr. Zhang put on his coat and was holding a cane with a carved rattan head that the young man had just conjured up from nowhere. In Ya'er's eyes, the low-key and noble luxury flowed through his behavior.

Mr. Zhang and his party, contrasting with the arrogant Luo Sanshao and his party in the morning, are full of the aura of the nouveau riche!

However, when Mr. Zhang opened his mouth, his noble and graceful appearance instantly fell into the world.

Mr. Zhang rubbed his hands, pointed at the oversized aluminum lunch box on the bedside table, and said, "Little girl, I guess Xiao Meng won't be able to eat cold food for a while after the operation.

The strawberries in the lunch box have been washed, so they probably won’t last long! Why don’t you give them to me, Sweet Mouth?”

Strawberries should not be stored. They are rare fruits, especially in the winter. Grandpa Du loves Ya'er so much that he is willing to plant strawberries in the greenhouse. Even if Mr. Zhang is rich in these cold winters, he can easily

Can't eat strawberries!

As people get older, they are naturally willful, not to mention that this old man is obviously bold and unruly at heart! His cravings have been aroused, and he wants to take a bite! Of course, it is also because this girl suits his eyes!

Ya'er seemed to see a few faint black lines on Xiao He's forehead, and looked at the greedy old man Zhang. As soon as he nodded, he saw that old man Zhang quickly reached out and clamped the cold aluminum lunch box to his arm.

Under the nest.

It's so cold outside, and the delicate strawberries are afraid of freezing. If they are not kept warm, they may be frozen to death by the time you get home and eat them!

Zhai Yaohui sighed, took two thick towels he brought from home to wrap the thermos bucket, wrapped the lunch box that was pulled from Mr. Zhang's hand, tied it with a knot, and handed it back!

Seeing Mr. Zhang muttering and asking the young man to put away his strawberries, Ya'er couldn't bear it and quickly shouted behind the old man, "Old man, if you really like strawberries so much, you can do it anytime."

Come to our house to hold a tooth ceremony! My old man planted a lot of them in the greenhouse in the backyard, enough to satisfy your sweet tooth every now and then!"

"Really?" Mr. Zhang paused with his cane and turned around suddenly, not allowing Ya'er to regret it. "Girl, let's make a deal. I will come to disturb you every now and then!"

Seeing Mr. Zhang waving to her with his hands behind his back, Ya'er had to say a few polite words but held it back.

Watching Mr. Zhang leave, Zhai Yaohui held his daughter-in-law's cold hand. Hey, no wonder this old man said they were destined. His temper was surprisingly similar to that of other old men in the family. He was both willful and coquettish!

The author has something to say: Sure enough, I can’t take advantage of the workplace’s petty advantages. It’s rare to have a dinner party twice a year, and I’ll eat myself up every time!

In the cold weather, you really shouldn’t drink beer and eat seafood! It’s okay to eat whatever you want during the Chinese New Year! o(╯□╰)o

By the way, the New Year has passed and spring has begun. It’s time to put away your down jackets. What’s the matter with the howling north wind!

The update time of the next chapter is still uncertain!

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