Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

In the morning in the office, he had just sorted out the things he hadn't finished writing last night. The red phone on the desk rang and disrupted all his plans.

"Hi, I'm Li Chu."

...

"Yes, I'm ready now."

Putting down the phone in his hand, he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly.

Damn, this is too evil, I just learned from Lou Xiao'e last night that Qin Huairu's son was transferred to the Northwest to serve his sentence, and he received a call this morning that he had a mission to go to the Northwest.

He glanced at the sky through the window, then started to pack everything on the table, picked up his bag and big-brimmed hat, and went out.

"Zhijun, I have a mission to go out."

"Director, I understand. I will sort out anything."

"Well, let Tian Jun prepare the car."

"yes"

After talking to Zhao Zhijun, he came to Ding Qiunan.

"Daughter-in-law, I have a mission to go out."

"Huh? Now?"

"Yeah, I'm going home now to pick up two clothes and leave."

This kind of situation is not once or twice, even if Ding Qiunan is desperate, there is nothing he can do about it, whoever makes her man eat this bowl of rice.

She got up and walked to her husband, helped straighten the collar tie on the collar, and then stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.

"Go, I'm at home, don't worry."

"Well, you pay attention to the boiler at home, let Wenxuan come to add coal and so on."

"I see, isn't he doing all this now?"

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Watching her husband walk out of the office, Ding Qiunan slowly walked back behind the desk as the office door slowly closed, and sat down on the chair.

She didn't send it off, and Li Chu didn't mean to let her send it off. They didn't like this kind of farewell.

Although the same thing often happens, her heart is still filled with a sense of loss.

With the departure of the male master of the family, the laughter in this yard seems to be much less than usual. The little smelly treasure made a scene for a few days. Whenever he thinks of his grandpa, he will cry. I will stop when I am tired, and then I will make trouble for a while when I think about it, and it will not get better until a week later.

Just like this, I dare not mention grandpa in front of him, or else there will be another commotion.

One day or two days, time flowed slowly until January 25, 1987, which was Sunday.

I rested today, and after lunch, the yard started to get busy.

Jiayuan also came back early this morning with her two children, and she is in the kitchen preparing things for the New Year with her mother and aunt.

There is an oil pan on this stove, which is responsible for frying some things. On the other stove, there are steaming bowls steamed in a large pot, and pork ribs stewed on another pot. The scent wafts out from the kitchen. The children in the family almost cried.

Ding Qiunan fished out a few pieces of ribs from the pot of stewed ribs, regardless of whether they were cooked or not, stuffed them into the mouths of the three children, gave them two more firecrackers, and then sent them out to play.

"Auntie, when will my uncle come back? It will be Chinese New Year in three days."

Ding Qiunan, who was kneading on the chopping board, slowed down all of a sudden.

That's right, people have been away for more than a month, and it will be New Year's Eve in two days. Why hasn't this person come back?

Li Qin, who was frying hairtail over there, patted his daughter on the back in return.

"You are such a big man, why don't you open which pot and carry which pot? Uncle Ni is on a business trip, who knows when he will come back, what to ask, go out and get some coal in."

As soon as Jiayuan finished asking, she knew that she had said the wrong thing. As expected, she was slapped on the back by her old lady. Now she felt relieved, and she lifted the coal bucket on the ground and slipped out of the kitchen.

"Sister, it's okay. I've gotten used to it for so many years. It's not like he hasn't spent the New Year outside."

"Hey~ When will he stop going out on business like this, at least let the family know that he is safe, so that he can feel at ease.

Qiu Nan, you said that if he retired at the age of sixty, would he not have so many things to do? "

retire?

Ding Qiunan said with a wry smile: "Sister, the two of us have really talked about this matter. In his original words, don't even think about retiring. It is impossible to retire in this life. As long as he can still move, there is a possibility at any time." Mission here."

Li Qin shook her head after hearing what her younger siblings said. If she had known it would be like this back then, she would have stopped her younger brother no matter what she said, and wouldn't let him join that labor-intensive health care team. Wouldn't it be nice to be a doctor safely? ?

"grandmother……"

"Hey, baby, you're asleep."

"Grandma hug."

Wang Yueyue stood at the door of the kitchen holding her son who had just woken up, and Xiao Smelly Bao opened his hands and shouted for him to be hugged.

"Mother Qiunan, wash your hands and hug him, while I knead the steamed buns."

"Okay, Wenxuan hasn't come back yet?"

"No, a cancer patient admitted by their research group seems to have some changes in his condition."

"Yeah, his father is still trapped in it, and now his son is also trapped in it." Li Qin couldn't hold back and complained again.

Ding Qiunan and Wang Yueyue looked at each other and smiled, what can they do.

"Let me tell you Yueyue, Xingjian is determined not to let him study medicine anymore. Our family can't include all three generations of grandparents and grandchildren. Before that, I heard Xiao Chu recite those soup songs in the children's ears every day. , what’s the matter with this, you have to throw the whole family inside to be reconciled, right?”

"Auntie, Papa Chu didn't teach Choubao, he just chanted it like a nursery rhyme."

"Come on, I think he just wanted to train him from an early age."

Li Qin fished out the fried octopus in the pot with a strainer and put it into the pot, and continued to start the next pot.

"Grandma, Yuyu~"

"Oh, Smelly Po knows it's a fish, do you want to eat it?"

"eat"

"Okay, grandma will peel a piece for you." Ding Qiunan picked up a piece from the frying pan, carried the child out of the kitchen and sat at the door.

Today's weather was fine, the sun was warming her body, she carefully picked off the meat, carefully checked that there were no thorns, and then stuffed it into the child's mouth.

"dog, eat"

"Eat yours, you haven't eaten yet, you miss the dog so much."

This kid is generous, he remembers the dogs when he eats something delicious, and he has to share it with them, so every time he eats something, the dogs like to be by his side, maybe he can get some delicious food .

In the front yard, Li Qiaoyun was also supported by her niece, and moved over bit by bit with her big belly.

"Hey, why are you running over here, where are you going to sit?"

"I can't stay in the room anymore, it's boring."

"Grandma, Yuyu"

"Well, sweetie, you can eat."

His grandson has an aunt who is younger than him, Ding Qiunan wants to laugh every time he thinks about it.