Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 16 Bone Setting

On Songbai Street, a tall, thin man came out of the Duan Family Courtyard and went straight into the Chinese medicine shop opposite.

His name is Lu Changqing, and the old man who treats Granny Duan during the day is his grandfather.

The old man was still sitting on the Taishi chair at the entrance of the store. When he saw him coming back, he immediately asked: "Is the old lady dead?"

"You're as healthy as you are, you won't die." Lu Changqing didn't even look at the old man. He went around to the back of the cabinet to take out two bottles of medicated oil and was about to leave, but the old man blocked his way with a walking stick, "Grandpa is talking to you, you are like this

What an attitude!”

"Grandpa, you are eighty this year. You are not suitable for being young and winding around. You are really worried that the old lady will just watch. Why did you insist on standing guard at the door in the dark? You are afraid that the fat girl will not recognize her.

I’m a doctor, so turning on such a big light doesn’t waste electricity!”

"You little kid knows nothing about adult matters!"

Lu Changqing simply put down the medicinal oil, "Then you still can't see this leg?"

The old man who was always arrogant immediately put away his crutches and said, "A doctor has a parent's heart. Don't ask me about your own affairs." After saying that, he stood up and walked to the backyard.

"What originally took two minutes has been postponed for a whole day. This old lady has to stay in bed for three to five more days. I don't know what you want to do..." Lu Changqing complained without hesitation, and then

Pick up the medicinal oil and go to Duan's house.

In the small courtyard, Zhou Huilan did not dare to delay. After all, it was really getting late.

She had used both briquette stoves and liquefied gas, but she had never used the wood stove outside the kitchen. She took several puffs of smoke before she managed to light a spark, but it was quickly extinguished as soon as she threw it into the stove.

After doing this twice, even though Zhou Huilan was full of passion, she was also a little discouraged.

Just at this time, the door was pushed open, and Lu Changqing, who had gone to get the medicinal oil, came back.

As soon as he entered the yard, he coughed several times due to the thick smoke. He noticed that Zhou Huilan couldn't light the fire here, so he walked over without hesitation, first took out a few firewood that Zhou Huilan had stuffed full of firewood, and then removed it from the stove.

He pulled out a piece of cloth and grass from under the firewood beside the table, rolled it into a piece and handed it to Zhou Huilan's face.

"ignition."

The sound is crisp and clear.

After realizing it, Zhou Huilan quickly struck a match. After the ball of grass was lit, she quickly threw it into the stove. Lu Changqing quickly added two more firewood and then clapped his hands and stood up.

"Thank you, my name is Zhou Huilan!" Zhou Huilan stretched out her generous palm, raised the corners of her mouth, and her face was full of kindness.

It was not a pretty face, with all the facial features sunk into the flesh, and even more wrinkles covering his face when he smiled, but Lu Changqing was stunned.

I always feel like I have seen this face somewhere, but if I think about it carefully, I can't remember it at all.

The man's lack of response made Zhou Huilan a little embarrassed, but after all, she was still in her fifties mentally. She took her hands back in embarrassment and prepared to continue cooking.

"Lu Changqing."

When Zhou Huilan turned around again, the man had already strode into the house.

The fire in the stove quickly burned the pot. Zhou Huilan had no time to be surprised. She quickly went into the kitchen and took out the eggs she had beaten just now. She first poured a spoonful of oil into the bottom of the pot.

Time was in a hurry, so she didn't want to do anything complicated, so she just planned to make egg soup with lumps.

The pot quickly heated up, and the beaten eggs were poured in along the edge of the pot, and quickly expanded like clouds. While the eggs were not completely formed, Zhou Huilan took the chopsticks and scratched them a few times, and the eggs scattered into small pieces.

Then I threw in another handful of minced garlic, and an alluring aroma of eggs and garlic suddenly filled the yard.

Zhou Huilan couldn't help but take a deep breath several times, poured three bowls of water down, and then closed the pot lid tightly.

In the room, Lu Changqing had already repositioned Granny Duan's knee, but the swollen calf due to poor blood circulation was not easy to go away.

Originally, this was only a matter of ten seconds for him and his grandfather, but the old man didn't know what was going on today, so he kicked the old lady out early in the morning, and now he asked himself to show his courtesy.

After rubbing the medicated oil along the tendons for more than ten times, Grandma Duan's complexion improved a lot.

Zhou Huilan, who came into the room to see the situation, originally had the aura of that scumbag Wang Jianye to Lu Changqing during the day. Seeing that the old lady's face turned pale with such effort, she began to admire Lu Changqing even more, "Doctor Lu, you are really amazing.

."

"It should be." Lu Changqing put away the medicinal oil and wiped his hands, then stood up with an indifferent expression and prepared to leave.

But as soon as he got out of the smell of medicinal oil in the house and walked to the corridor, he smelled a fragrant smell of garlic. The smell was not greasy and not greasy, but it made him feel a little hungry.

Somewhat forgetfully, he walked quickly along the scent, and then he realized that the scent actually came from the stove of the woman who couldn't even light the fire.

Lu Changqing could not believe it.

Zhou Huilan just happened to follow him out to pay him the consultation fee. Seeing Lu Changqing staring at the pot, she asked politely: "Doctor Lu, have you eaten?"

"Gululu..."

Lu Changqing's belly gave a very cooperative answer.

After talking in a hurry, Zhou Huilan continued to be polite: "It's just a simple meal, why don't you stay and have something together?"

Lu Changqing immediately frowned. Just when Zhou Huilan thought he had refused and was about to see off the guest, she heard the man's resounding "Okay!"

This crisp answer made Zhou Huilan think that what she was stewing in the pot was delicacies such as Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, not a bowl of egg pimple soup.

She also wanted to make it more generous, but she only had so much at home.

Reluctantly, I waited for the water to boil and added half a bowl of water, threw in half a bowl of chopped green vegetables, added salt and soy sauce, and then stirred the mixed gnocchi into the pot bit by bit.

One bowl for the mother-in-law, another for Yaoyao, and one for Doctor Lu. The remaining half of the bowl at the bottom of the pot was a bit burnt, and that was her dinner.

White, green, and yellow, it looked light and tasted delicious. Zhou Huilan was originally quite satisfied with her dinner arrangement.

Just adding Doctor Lu's bowl made her feel unsure.

Isn’t it true that most doctors are mysophobic and would eat at other people’s homes so casually?

But she asked and they agreed, so it would be inappropriate to refuse.

Zhou Huilan could only bite the bullet and bring the meal over.

In the morning, I brought out the stools I bought at the second-hand market and let Yaoyao use the chairs in her mother-in-law's room as a table. The little girl didn't have to worry about adults when eating. Her mother-in-law also started eating by herself, leaning on the bedpost.

Only Lu Changqing frowned while holding the bowl of egg noodles, as if it was not food but a bowl of poison.

"Doctor Lu, how about... I take you to the snack street, and I'll treat you to whatever you like to eat?" Zhou Huilan thought it was because the food was so simple and inedible that it embarrassed him.

Unexpectedly, Lu Changqing shook his head, then used chopsticks to pick up the pimple soup in the bowl, and "snored" like a train before taking a big gulp.

Yaoyao, who was eating quietly at first, seemed to be provoked when she heard the noise. She held up the bowl and said "Lulu" loudly...

For a time, there was a lot of "snoring" in the corridor, not to mention how lively it was.

Lu Changqing came out of Duan's house again. The small light at the door of the Chinese medicine shop had been extinguished.

He entered the door under the moonlight, locked the door from the inside, and walked briskly to the back room, only to find that his grandfather was still lying on the rocking chair under the patio.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Have you eaten?"

The old man's words made Lu Changqing feel like he had to cover his mouth. Then he realized that he was short of three hundred taels of silver, so he went back to his room with his hands behind his back.

But the old man followed him.

"You really ate! What's delicious? You actually went to eat so late! Did you bring it to grandpa?"

Lu Changqing refused to answer and wanted to close the door, but the old man pressed his foot against the door and he did not dare to force it.

Seeing his grandfather's hand touching his mouth, Lu Changqing quickly shouted: "Miss Xu will have to stay in bed for at least a week!"

While the old man was distracted, he closed the door tightly with a "Bang!"

(End of chapter)