Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

Before he could walk out of the living room, Li Qin had already walked to the door of the living room with a big bag of steamed buns.

"Xiao Chu, open the door curtain, and I'll send you some steamed buns that your brother-in-law just went out to buy."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Hei had rushed over and opened the door curtain.

"Hey, I don't have your buns. If you want to eat, let your master make it for you."

Li Qin said while walking in with the grate in hand.

Ding Qiunan had already walked over and took the things from her sister's hand.

"Qiu Nan, how was the child last night?"

"It's okay, there was a commotion at one or two o'clock, but the rest of the time I'm pretty good, and I go to bed when I'm full. It's just that Yueyue's milk may not be enough, and I will ask Wenxuan to prescribe some medicine for her later."

"The child is so thin, how could he be able to, it would be nice to have one."

"Sister, this has nothing to do with being fat or thin." Li Chu grabbed a bun from the grate and took a bite, saying vaguely.

"It doesn't matter what you know. I've been working in the street for so many years, and I've seen so many..." Li Qin just said a few words before realizing what her younger brother does, but she still said very unconvinced: "Hmph, anyway, people who are too thin have less milk."

Li Chu smiled and didn't continue to argue. He lowered his head and began to eat buns.

Li Qin glanced at his younger siblings at this time, and said with some confusion: "That's right, Qiu Nan was thin enough at that time, but the two children couldn't finish eating, and Jia Yuan seemed to be the same."

"Sister, it's all because of the body. It's not a big deal. Most of the mothers will definitely have enough milk after taking two doses of medicine."

Regarding this, it is someone's specialty, so Li Qin stopped worrying about it, and instead asked, "Xiao Chu, I saw old man Cao come to look for you two days ago, what is he doing?"

"I asked Master Cao to find me a few books on ceramics, and I'm ready to read them if I have nothing to do."

"Why are you still interested in that thing?"

"Sister, let me tell you, those things are worth a lot."

As soon as this was mentioned, Ding Qiunan, who was already a little sleepy, suddenly regained his energy.

Li Qin was taken aback for a while by talking in a small mouth.

"What is worth so much money? Isn't that thing made of mud?"

"That's different. I always thought that those rags could be sold for a few dollars. This time it really opened my eyes. When Master Cao sent him the book that day, he said that the buyer was willing to pay 120,000 yuan."

"Just that... that broken bowl in the study?" Li Qin asked in disbelief with wide-eyed eyes.

She had seen the bowl on the bookshelf before, and she didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that her younger brother put it there for the sake of looking good, but now that she heard that it was worth so much money, she was almost at a loss for words.

"Well, sister, what's the matter, do you still think it's tattered?"

"How can it be worth so much money? Are these people crazy, spending so much money on a thing that is not suitable for eating or drinking?"

"Who knows, people are happy with it."

"Crazy, really crazy, now that the days are passing, these people don't treat money as money." Li Qin shook his head and muttered.

"No, where did they get so much money? I read that the newspapers advertised ten thousand yuan households everywhere. Since there are so few ten thousand yuan households, how can someone buy so much money with a broken bowl?"

"Sister, the propaganda in the newspaper can't be said to be fake, it can only be said to be incomplete. There are many people who don't want to publicize the money they earn. You are like those backpackers, whether they go to the north or the south, A lot of people are actually very rich, but you don't see it at all, do you?"

"Well, what you said is really true." Li Qin nodded with deep sympathy.

"The third alley behind us, you know the old Li from the machinery factory."

"Well, I know."

"Didn't the third child in their family not have a job after returning from the countryside, so he went to the south with others, and bought a big color TV for the family last year, that guy, his two sister-in-laws were almost jealous to death."

Both Li Chu and Ding Qiunan knew what Li Qin was talking about. The old Li had three sons.

Only the third child couldn't find a job after he came back. He ate, slept and slept at home every day. It's not waiting to be seen anyway.

The year before last, the third brother went to the south with a friend who came back from the countryside together, and now he found a way out, and he got a big color TV for his family in just a year, and now he can feel proud.

The matchmakers who used to hide when they saw their mother, are now starting to visit their house.

"Sister, don't just look at it, eat it too."

"Hurry up and eat, I ate it at home just now, huh? Where's Wenhui? Haven't gotten up yet?"

"Maybe she hasn't woken up yet. During this period of time, she ran back and forth and slept late last night. She must be tired."

"You two eat, I'll call her, I have to go to work later, I have to eat breakfast."

After speaking, Li Qin stood up and walked out.

After reaching the door, she turned her head and asked, "Xiao Chu, are all antiques valuable?"

"Not necessarily, I still have to look at things, there are quite a lot of doorways there, what's wrong, sister?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just ask."

...

After breakfast, Li Chu went to the hospital by car to ask for leave for his wife and son.

After a night of fermentation, everyone knew that he had a grandson. From the moment he entered the hospital gate, the people who congratulated him didn't stop.

It made him plan to go to work in the morning, but when he saw this posture, he might as well go home. Duan Jianing and Liu Ziqiang also drove over in his car.

Even after returning home, there was no peace, and the number of people who came to greet them never stopped. When it got dark and no one came again, the few of them looked at the huge pile of milk powder and malted milk. Daze.

Oh, and clothes for little ones.

Ding Qiunan pointed to the clothes on the cabinet and said, "Our Choubao hasn't had to buy clothes for several years."

The child's nickname is Choubao, but as for the first name, I haven't decided yet.

"The clothes are easy to talk about. When will these powdered milk and malted milk be drunk?" Dad Ding picked up a bag of powdered milk and looked at it.

"Dad, you can take some later and make some in the morning to save you the trouble of cooking porridge."

"We don't want it." Dad Ding shook his head and put the milk powder back on the table.

"Both you and my sister take some back. This thing has a shelf life. If you can't drink it here, it's a waste."

"Old man, you can take it if you are told, so much nonsense."

Well, as soon as Ding's mother spoke, Ding's father immediately stopped rebutting.

(Preview: Dear readers, this chapter is the first update today, and the next chapter will be at 11 o'clock. Thank you for your support and encouragement.)