Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

Today, traditional Chinese medicine is in decline. Mr. Song still often laments that he did not catch up with the good time to study medicine! When he was young, the continuous wars and turmoil in modern times made the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine from folk masters to apprentices gradually decline. And

The rise and development of Western medicine has even shattered the impact of traditional Chinese medicine.

The theory of traditional Chinese medicine is obscure and complex. It is more of an art than a technology. It is the perfect combination of clinical theory and clinical practice of traditional Chinese medicine. The essence of traditional Chinese medicine inheritance is not only the accumulated clinical experience of old Chinese doctors for many years, but also the experience of masters.

There is a diagnosis, a prescription, and a "medicine" passed down from generation to generation. The most important thing is how to diagnose the disease and discuss the "medicine".

Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. People of Mr. Song's generation all started their medical studies as apprentices learning how to "prepare medicine". They have been practicing medicine for most of their lives, and now they can barely dare to say that they have achieved some success!

Seeing the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, Xinglin's seniors are not sad, nor do they want to pass on what they have learned. However, the dilemma of inheriting traditional Chinese medicine cannot be reversed by having a few more apprentices!

It can be said that it has been a long-cherished wish of Mr. Song and others for what he has learned throughout his life to benefit future generations. Unexpectedly, in their old age, they actually saw the hope of getting a taste of their long-cherished wish.

Mr. Song carefully flipped through the stack of manuscript papers given to him by his young apprentice, and he could say that every word was precious. It was not an empty theory of Chinese medicine, nor a dogmatic case analysis, but between the lines was the essence of Chinese medicine on how to differentiate symptoms and "medicine".

Mr. Song is the master of the apricot forest. Although his mood is ups and downs, he cannot calm down and study it carefully. Just read a few paragraphs and it is not difficult to see that these contents have condensed a lot of efforts of the little girl. Every word has been carefully typed and the content is exquisite.

In the eyes of outsiders, this old man who is very young and venerable has his hands shaking with excitement at this moment. It is not because he writes books and talks in vain, but because he is putting down what he has learned in his life into writing and benefiting future generations!

Mr. Song blinked his watery eyes, took a long breath, patted the little girl's thin shoulder with his thin hands, and said earnestly, "Girl, I have to say thank you! The rest is up to you.

Then we will sort it out slowly, and when the time comes, we seniors will personally find a printing company to publish it!" [

How high is the starting point, how great is the achievement! This young disciple is not only extremely talented in medicine, but also has great ambitions. It can be expected that this little girl is destined to inject a new and vibrant blood into the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Yes, little girl, do your best! Although we can't boast that this is a great thing that benefits the country and the people, it can definitely benefit future generations! Let's do this, girl, I don't dare to talk to Mr. Song and the others from the Xinglin world

The leaders are on par with each other, but

I'll try my best anyway! I'll send you my medical experience over the years and some of my treasured manuscripts later. How long will I wait for my medical lamp to turn into a black ink-scented remnant?

White paper!"

Compared with Mr. Song's serious words, Mr. Mu was much more forthright. He nodded with emotion while reading!

"Really? Then let me thank you two first!" Little Ya'er smiled happily, "But let's talk about the future later! I brought these over today because I have something to ask of you!"

Before Ya'er could finish speaking, Mr. Song couldn't hold back his joy and deliberately made fun of Ya'er, "I mean, why did you, little girl, come with such a heavy gift!"

However, the old man was in a good mood and agreed very simply, "Okay, I know what your little girl is going to say, no problem!"

"Little girl, I don't have any problem! If you can be of any use to me!" Mu Lao almost assured him by patting his chest!

If you have a good idea, the slightest error can lead to thousands of miles of error. Of course, you must be careful when writing books to avoid misleading others!

The task has been successfully completed. Zhai Yaohui just finished unloading the briquettes and went into the house to put on his coat. Ya'er looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already nine o'clock. "Mr. Song, Mr. Mu, I won't disturb your rest. Go back first." Got it!"

"Mr. Song, Mr. Mu, good night! I will come with Ya'er to see you another day!" Zhai Yaohui said, adding a piece of briquettes to the stove, and checked the door with Ya'er.

"Well, hurry up and go home!" Song Laochao took a look at the sky in the yard and saw his little apprentice following Mr. Zhai step by step. He felt sour in his heart. After saying that, he felt something was wrong and quickly added, "That's right. , Girl, don’t rush the rest of the content, work slowly and carefully, and don’t stay up late!”

"I know!" Ya'er paused and shook her hands at the two old men, laughing inwardly, always treating herself as a child!

Ya'er's guarantee was obviously not very credible in Mr. Song's mind. He looked at the couple's backs drifting away under the night light from a distance, and said worriedly, "Boy Zhai, you are responsible for supervising!"

However, Mr. Song regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. Unfortunately, the words were already on his lips and he could no longer take them back!

Under the dim night light, the backs of the young couple gradually leaned together in the darkness, and suddenly they turned into a pair of mandarin ducks crossing their necks. At the door of the living room, Mu Lao kept clicking his tongue, covering his eyes with his hands in an exaggerated expression. However, with your fingers wide open, you didn’t miss anything you should see![

Even though Mr. Song had a gentle and reserved temperament, his face suddenly felt hot. For the first time, he experienced the embarrassment of being disrespectful to an old man!

The night was dark. To be honest, the young couple had almost reached the gate, so the two old men couldn’t see clearly! However, under the dim yellow night light, the young couple’s backs were long and hazy, hazy and beautiful!

The little girl's back is pretty and delicate, standing on tiptoes to show off her neck and her face is full of tenderness! As for Mr. Zhai, his back is tall and straight. At this moment, he stops and tilts his head slightly, and the night light dimly softens the sharp features, falling on the two old men. In his eyes, it looked like he was about to kiss Fangze.

Mr. Song's voice shocked the two newlyweds into kissing each other, and also interrupted the newlyweds' affectionate relationship.

When Mr. Song saw the young couple leaving quickly, he became more and more convinced of what he had just seen with his own eyes! He waved to Zhai Yaohui, "Boy Zhai, come here! I have two things to tell you!"

Ya'er's scarf and hat were tightly covered, so she couldn't really hear what the old man and the young man were saying in the corridor in front of the living room, but she could clearly see Mu Lao laughing and dancing.

Mr. Song indeed only had a few words to say, and after two or three minutes, he sent Zhai Yaohui back! However, the thick night color made Zhai Yaohui's face even more unclear!

When Zhai Yaohui saw his wife stomping her feet out of the cold, he half-wrapped Ya'er in his coat and pulled her into his arms. Then he lowered his head and kissed her exposed forehead. He helped his wife. "While I was rearranging my scarf, I accidentally glanced into the yard. There was something in my eyes that Ya'er couldn't see. The two old men thought it was provocative!

Zhai Yaohui simply realized his impatience. Even though Song Laoping was calm and calm, he was furious because of Zhai Yaohui's proud and provocative glance just now!

Mr. Mu looked at the young couple's backs as they disappeared into the dusk, and deliberately added fuel to the fire by cheerfully saying, "Okay, Mr. Song, Mr. Zhai is in his prime of life, newly married, and addicted to water."

□jRong is also a result of love! I see, the little girl is in good health! Boy Zhai is in so much pain, how can he really ignore her body! You, just eat carrots and don't worry about it!"

"Huh!" Mr. Song snorted heavily and said nothing more! It is inappropriate for an elder to interfere in the sexual intercourse between a young couple!

Mr. Song actually had no such plan, but he felt that the little girl hadn't seen him for a few days, her face was pale, her feet were weak, and he just felt sorry for his apprentice! He just said what he said in a hurry, and just asked Mr. Zhai to come over and give a few instructions. This

Yes, Mr. Song is really angry, you little boy Zhai, how dare you challenge your own authority!

Outside the yard, Ya'er couldn't see Zhai Yaohui's expression clearly, and seemed to be aware of the subtlety of the atmosphere! Looking at Zhai Yaohui who started the engine without saying a word, Ya'er finally couldn't hold back her curiosity, "Zhai Yaohui."

Brother, what did Grandpa Song say to you just now? You made Mu Lao look like that!"

The little daughter-in-law's eyes were shining brightly, which made Zhai Yaohui choke. She leaned over and took a bite on her pink lips before replying insincerely, "It's nothing! Let me take good care of you!"

Although Zhai Yaohui was thick-skinned, he really couldn't say it out loud. Mr. Song asked himself to be more restrained and give his little daughter-in-law more help!

To be honest, Zhai Yaohui was wrongly accused this time! Zhai Yaohui had been moving coal for a long time and accidentally got it dirty on her chin. Just now Ya'er was trying to wipe it off with her hands. Who knew that he would be misunderstood by the two old men?

"Oh!" Ya'er's voice was a little drawn out, obviously not believing what Zhai Yaohui said, and asked a little uneasily, "Grandpa Song didn't give you any weird gifts this time, did he?"

Zhai Yaohui had a hard time saying that he had offended Mr. Song in his anger just now. He would definitely not be treated like this again in the future!

However, Zhai Yaohui was relieved quickly. While driving, he teased his wife, "Ya'er, Mr. Song has already given the formula as a wedding gift! How about we make two pills to try when we get home?"

Give it a try?”

"You!" Ya'er clicked her sharp little front teeth. The dark car was full of white teeth. If Zhai Yaohui hadn't been driving, Ya'er would have let him feel her sharp teeth and sharp mouth!

Except for the little "pleasant" episode when they left, Ya'er and Zhai Yaohui were enjoying themselves in Mr. Song's place, and it was very warm!

But tonight, the atmosphere in the Du family was tense. Although it was not a stormy sea, it was also rainy!

When the young couple got home, it was already around nine or almost ten o'clock in the evening! According to the old man's usual work and rest habits, it was almost time to rest at this time!

As soon as the car parked in the front yard, Ya'er felt something was wrong. Although grandpa and the others went to bed early and got up early, the brothers usually couldn't sleep so early! Tonight, all the rooms in the front yard were dark!

When passing through the Chuiyue Gate, Ya'er subconsciously pulled Zhai Yaohui to walk lightly. The main living room in the main courtyard was brightly lit at the moment. Looking from a distance, the figures in the living room were cast on the lattice.

Ya'er opened the ajar door of the living room and went in. Except for Mr. Meng and the others, Professor Stephen and Mr. Edward, no one in his family was there! Even the two little meatheads were there.

Snoring on the warm kang!

"Brother Zhai and I are back! Why haven't we rested yet? Don't my uncle and aunt have to catch the train early tomorrow morning to go back to work?"

When Ya'er saw this fight, she couldn't help but think too much. Could it be that her uncle and aunt were taking their little cousin back this time? Didn't they all agree to wait until the weather gets warmer after the New Year before sending him back? Although the old lady was reluctant,

I often say that children cannot live without their mothers!

Before Ya'er could think of anything, she heard a movement at the door, and everyone in the family, old and young, looked over. Especially Guo Xiaohai, when he saw Ya'er, he breathed a long sigh of relief! The corners of his mouth rose, and he suddenly became elated.

’ Dance!

When Grandpa Du saw it, he raised his thick black eyebrows and snorted coldly. Guo Xiaohai was so frightened that he stood immediately and did not dare to move!

Even the Du family aunts and the others calmed down unconsciously when they saw Ya'er coming back. Oops, the fire extinguisher is here! Du's mother hurriedly went over to greet Ya'er, while Du's father kept secretly winking at Ya'er.

Even Du Jianshe's tense shoulders suddenly slumped, and he secretly squeezed the frightened wife's hand.

Everyone in the Du family knows what kind of temper Grandpa Du has, but Ding Xiang, the daughter-in-law who has only been married for a few years, was very frightened tonight. For the first time, she realized what her mother-in-law meant when she told her that her father-in-law had a bad temper.

!

In the early years, Grandpa Du's temper was really not very good! At home, he had the kind of explosive temper that would get off the hook at the drop of a hat! Ever since he had Ya'er, a delicate and soft baby granddaughter, Grandpa Du started to

Cultivate your character. Especially in the past few years, it’s easy not to get angry!

Ya'er hugged her coat, trotted to the hot kang, sat down on the edge of the kang, picked up the water glass on the kang table and drank from Grandpa Du's hand. She also poured a glass for Zhai Yaohui, "Brother Zhai,

Have a cup of hot water and warm yourself up!”

Zhai Yaohui had already noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere in the living room. He looked at his daughter-in-law who was looking at her in a funny way, and took it with a smile on his face. After drinking, he hung the coat that Ya'er was holding on the hook.

Grandpa Du always had an evil spirit in his belly, but seeing Zhai Yaohui enjoying the care of his granddaughter with peace of mind made his eyes well up!

"Grandpa, why haven't you rested yet? Are you waiting for me?" Ya'er smiled and leaned next to the old men and the old lady on the kang, as if she didn't notice Grandpa Du's dark face at all, and her eyes followed Du's eyes.

"Color" looked over one after another.

When Ya'er was young, all the brothers in the family had to live without a roof over their heads for three days! Du Haoyu and the others were often scolded by Grandpa Du's shoes, but Father Du was very protective of his children, and they were often scolded and drowned by Grandpa Du.

A son is like killing a son.

In short, Father Du and Ya'er, father and daughter, often played tricks on Grandpa Du under his nose. Therefore, Ya'er could only guess the color of Father Du's eyes accurately.

Grandpa Li and the others who were sitting on the Kang all had smiles on their lips. Ya'er was immediately reassured, it was definitely not a big deal!

Only the little grandpa looked a little strange. Inexplicably, Ya'er actually understood her dilemma from the eyes that wandered back and forth from the little grandpa!

My father, mother, second uncle, aunt, and others also had faces full of embarrassment and bitterness that they wanted to persuade but dared not speak.

As for the other brothers, they were all like clay figures, standing obediently, hunching their necks and not daring to say a word, just watching from the sidelines!

Obviously, before I came back, the typhoon had already caused a storm. I just happened to catch it in time, so I just took a break!

Ya'er saw that her father's eyes were focused on her brother Xiaohai and uncle Qinghe. Brother Xiaohai was as honest as a quail, but his uncle Qinghe was a gentleman, and he was much more relaxed! However, Mei

There is a bit of helplessness between laughing and crying!

After just one meeting, Ya'er could guess what the three-court trial was about. It was about his uncle Qinghe, and there was only one thing that could make his grandpa, who claimed to be liberal but actually had a bit of a conservative mindset, furious!

Seeing that no one dared to take the initiative to help her break the illusion of calmness in front of her, Ya'er rolled her eyes and could only pretend not to know. She hugged Grandpa Du's arm and shook it, "Grandpa, you don't have to wait for me. Brother Zhai will pick you up."

What about me! You guys go to bed early, my uncle and aunt have to catch the train early tomorrow morning!"

Grandpa Du was shaken by his precious granddaughter, and his anger was like a balloon pricked by a needle. Father Du and the others seemed to be able to hear the sound of his breath being released.

As expected, the old man's face immediately softened, and he didn't forget to rub Ya'er's head.

Grandpa Du knew that he would not be able to hide it from his granddaughter, so he also played tricks on Ya'er, "Ya'er, are you back? It's been a tiring day. Let's go back to the backyard with your brother Zhai to rest!"

Drive your granddaughter back to the backyard to rest, so that you can continue to settle accounts with that brat Guo Xiaohai!

"Okay!" Ya'er responded crisply, and got off the kang in a hurry, as if she was really planning to go back to the backyard to rest.

Grandpa Du stared at him with eager eyes. Du Haoyu and the others didn't miss anything on their faces, but they were wailing in their hearts. Sister, you can't just ignore death! Father Du's eyes were almost cramped with his winks, and he didn't forget his fierceness.

He glared at his son-in-law. In the past, my daughter was my caring little girl, and she had a tacit understanding with me. She knew what he wanted to say even if she didn't even wink! This time, my daughter didn't have a tacit understanding with me!

Zhai Yaohui was very cooperative with his daughter-in-law. While helping Ya'er get the coat that had just been hung on the clothes hook, he had not yet said good night to Grandpa Du and the others, "Grandpa, grandma, daddy, mommy,

And my second uncle, good night!"

Ya'er took the coat smoothly and didn't forget to give Guo Xiaohai a tug, "Brother Xiaohai, especially you, why don't you go and have a rest early! Tomorrow you happen to be driving by to take your uncle and aunt to catch the train! Brother Zhai still has to give it a ride.

The professor and I are going to the hospital!"

Ya'er is Grandpa Du's caring little friend, and she knows Grandpa Du's temper very well. My old man's favorite among the many nephews is Uncle Qinghe, and he will definitely not lose his temper with Uncle Qinghe! In short,

In a word, Grandpa’s temper was directed at Brother Xiaohai!

"Hey!" Guo Xiaohai, whose heart was filled with tears, his eyes lit up and he agreed happily, as if he had followed the amnesty order and was ready to run away.

"Little bastard, stop here!" Grandpa Du suddenly turned into a playful smile when he saw Guo Xiaohai, and the anger he had just suppressed came back with a bang, and he shouted angrily.

Guo Xiaohai's feet suddenly felt like nails being hammered into his feet, and he was so frightened that he dared not move! Even Guo Xiaosong, his uncle, shuddered for his son. The old man's lion's roar was really powerful.

Grandpa Du was slightly satisfied, and then complained to his granddaughter who seemed to be frightened, "Ya'er, you don't even know what good things this kid has done! Why did he encourage your Uncle Qinghe to show up and take pictures of him?"

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The author has something to say: It is expected that the long-haired man can continue to appear tomorrow night! By the way, it will be really cold these days after the new year!

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