Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

Li Chu was very satisfied that his daughter-in-law could put her own family first, so she didn't need to worry about buying things for her mother's family at all, and he prepared everything by himself.

Ding Qiunan shrank towards the wall and patted the place beside him: "Aren't you going to sleep for a while?"

"I'm not going to sleep, you go to sleep."

Seeing her husband started reading again, Ding Qiunan stopped talking and closed his eyes.

Not long after, Li Chu heard steady breathing.

Putting down the book in his hand, he quietly walked to the front and picked up the newspaper on the table.

He was so busy in the morning that he didn't bother to read it, but now it has become his habit to read the newspaper every day.

He sat back on the chair next to the bed and watched casually as usual.

Powerless to change anything, he has no interest in continuing to read.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the sleeping daughter-in-law on the bed, looking at her pretty face.

I also thought of my lovely son and daughter.

Starting today, no matter what you do, you have to pay more attention.

And when Li Chu was thinking a lot here, next door to his house, should be said to be the west door, that is, at the gate of the quadrangle courtyard with two entrances, a middle-aged man was standing there with a face full of memories.

After a long time, he took out a key from his pocket and went to open the door.

After a lot of effort, he finally unlocked the lock, pushed the door open and walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

Standing in the dilapidated courtyard, he turned his head and looked around.

This middle-aged man is the son of the owner of this courtyard house.

He works in the south, and the homeowner went to the south to join him a few years ago.

In the past two years, his parents have passed away one after another because of their age. Taking advantage of his business trip to Sijiu City this time, he is going to come over to see if he can sell the house.

Their family is all in the south, and I am afraid that they will have no chance to come back to live here.

Looking at the place where he lived when he was a child, he squatted down slowly, reached out and touched the ground under his feet, sighed leisurely, and his heart was full of reluctance.

But what can I do? It's a waste to keep it in my hands. It's better to find a way to exchange some money so that the family can live a better life.

When his parents were still alive, he had this idea, but his father always disagreed, saying that it was an ancestral property and could not be sold no matter what.

Now that it is really up to him to decide, he really feels a little bit reluctant.

But thinking about his big family, he stood up firmly and walked towards the door.

It is true that the ancestral property is true, but the family is more important, and people are almost hungry, so what is the use of keeping the ancestral property.

He was going to ask the street office to see if there was any way to sell the house. The business trip this time was not long, and the time left for him to deal with personal affairs was even shorter, so there was no need to waste it.

After leaving the yard, lock the gate again, and walk to the place where the street office is in memory.

The neighbors passing by in the alley looked at him warily.

And he was also looking around, and finally he saw a familiar face and walked over with a smile.

Aunt Chen, who was sitting at the gate basking in the sun, looked curiously at the stranger who was walking towards her.

Just about to ask, the man opposite spoke first.

"Aunt Chen, hello, I haven't seen you for many years, do you still remember me?"

Aunt Chen frowned, looked carefully at the middle-aged man who was talking to her in front of her, and shook her head hesitantly: "I'm sorry, I'm old and my eyesight is not good, so I really can't remember, are you?"

"Aunt Chen, the first one in the west, belongs to the old Wang's."

He said and pointed in the direction of his home.

After hearing what he said, Aunt Chen looked him up and down carefully, trying to open her eyes wide to see him clearly.

"Old Wang's family? Are you Wei Ping?" Aunt Chen asked hesitantly.

"Aunt Chen, have you remembered? It's me, Weiping." Wang Weiping replied with a smile.

"Oh, good guy, Weiping, you've been gone for twenty years." Aunt Chen stood up tremblingly, holding Wang Weiping's hand.

Several people in the yard ran out when they heard the movement.

Seeing Aunt Chen holding a stranger's hand, they asked questions one after another.

As soon as Aunt Chen said it, older people can still remember it.

"Wei Ping, are your parents alright? Why did you come back this time...?"

The neighbors chatted enthusiastically around Aunt Chen and Wang Weiping.

"Aunt Chen, the changes in our alley are really great. I don't know many people along the way."

"That's right, it's been 20 years, how could it not be the same, and after a few more years when we old people leave, you really won't find a few acquaintances." Aunt Chen said with emotion.

"Aunt Chen, I noticed just now that the eldest brother of the Zhao family next door to our house has rebuilt the house..."

Before Wang Weiping finished speaking, Aunt Chen covered his mouth and signaled him not to say any more.

The neighbors who were chatting and laughing around also fell silent in an instant.

Wang Weiping looked at everyone in a daze, a little confused about the situation.

Aunt Chen turned her head to look at both sides of the alley, and then said in a low voice, "I dare not mention that person anymore. He is a spy and was executed by the government long ago."

"Special..." Wang Weiping was extremely surprised. He just said a word aloud before realizing something was wrong and immediately shut his mouth.

This is also a bit too magical. He still remembers that Brother Zhao next door is ten years older than him. He works at a coal station and is the only one at home. When he sees him, he is very affectionate and gives him a piece of candy. That How can a person be a spy?

But judging from the reactions of the neighbors, it should be unmistakable, the world is really impermanent!

"Aunt Zhao, what about the house next door to our house...?"

"Oh, the house was vacant after the accident. A few years ago, it was bought by the younger brother of Director Li of our street office. The young couple are both doctors and nice people. But this year they seem to be enlisted in the army. The couple usually wear military uniform."