Song Tan Jishi

The group spent a long time in the clinic.

Perhaps contemporary young people have the same interest in traditional Chinese medicine and fortune telling, so much so that they are not stingy about spending money to buy medicine.

There is a saying, 199 for a pill is quite expensive, but they buy radish for 20 per catty and it is still very affordable!

Dr. Xiao Guo really doesn't want to sell it - she's not doing hunger marketing, but because the repurchase rate is too high, there really isn't much left.

After thinking about it, I had to take out another jar from the house: "You are so young, there is really no need...forget it, you are Qiaoqiao's guests, I will give you some golden cherry sauce to soak in water to drink. .”

Speaking of Jinyingzi Qiaoqiao, she remembered: "Ah! My sister asked me to pick some vegetables for you as souvenirs. Now I'm accompanying you to see a doctor, but I haven't picked any vegetables yet."

What?

After half an hour of acupuncture, I just took out the needle. At this moment, it was like a seal turning over:

"What do you care about us? I'm worthless! Go pick vegetables, Bao'er!"

"That's right!" The two girls who were taking Qiao Qiao to take pictures also urged him: "Teacher Qiao Qiao, you are busy with your business! We are responsible for ourselves - pick more! My suitcase is 24 inches, can Pack!"

hiss!

This is the key. At this moment, I regretted carrying a backpack without a suitcase for five hundred years.

What they regretted more than them were the four people from the fire department and Wu Jing who came with them.

They were not so embarrassed that they had a stomachache after eating too much, but they said they came to see the dog. The dog only looked at it twice, and a person came here to buy medicine...

It’s so outrageous to say it!

The only consolation is that the middle-aged man who came to buy medicine just now is also from Ningcheng. Everyone is from the same place, which proves that the medicine here is indeed miraculous, right?

Thinking this way, several people couldn't help but feel guilty.

It was Zhu Xin who quickly said: "Well... Qiao Qiao, how about we go back together first? You go pick vegetables, and we go see the dogs."

"Okay!" Qiao Qiao agreed: "Then you have to watch carefully, the dogs eat very delicious food. If you watch well, can you bring back a few more dogs next year? Our family has allocated land again! "

Contemporary young people are mainly interested in everything. When it comes to dogs, everyone wants to see them immediately! So I took the Golden Sakura-chan in my hand and followed her quickly.

Doctor Xiao Guo curled his lips at the back - Tsk, you don't look down on her Jin Yingzi-chan, right? I'm waiting for you to come back and ask for your business card and WeChat ID.

snort!

However, this group of people in Wuyangyang did not know, and instead asked enthusiastically:

"Teacher Qiaoqiao, when you said we could come over and take a photo with the king, is that okay?"

"Not only the king, I also want to see the pigs - what do the pigs eat every day?"

"Can the king really eat a tiger?

…

After such a long delay, it was already 2 o'clock when the tricycle returned to the yard. What was more important than taking a photo with the king was——

The old Song family wanted to take a photo with the leader.

So Qiaoqiao was also greeted: "Hurry up and put on your new clothes."

But here, Ulan had raised his head confidently and silently found a place in the yard.

Qiaoqiao's eyes widened: "Mom, you have changed a lot!"

Wulan was very proud: "Really? Mom doesn't even think she looks like me anymore..."

She wore foundation on her face, her eyebrows were lined, and her lips had a light layer of lipstick.

From Lu Chuan's perspective, there is naturally a lot of room for improvement. But for the occasion of taking pictures today, it is as appropriate as possible.

And he lived up to his mission and found a long black coat from a pile of clothes (it is said that the clothes were bought in the past few years and only cost more than 100 yuan, so the quality, workmanship and materials I really can't agree with).

But with Song Sancheng's white shirt underneath, Ulan Zaizi wore small pants and a pair of large-sized short boots kindly provided by Lu Jing...

"You look so fashionable to me! Don't you, Tan Tan?"

Song Tan, who was still wearing his jacket, nodded seriously: No! Just to find these two sets of clothes, I rummaged through the cabinets and pulled out the clothes I was reluctant to throw away.

If he throws it back, Ulan probably won't stop him.

Only Song Sancheng was ignored. At this moment, he was also wearing a rough jacket, which made him murmur in his heart.

This is a photo taken with city leaders! He was going to stand next to the leader later, but he didn't have a few good clothes to support his appearance.

I looked back and zoomed in on the living room. Will the relatives coming and going say anything when they see it?

He rarely got into trouble.

…

The Lao Song family was ready, and so were the filming media. However, after searching for an angle for a long time, they still couldn't form a formation in the yard.

The cameraman quietly approached the secretary.

"Director, where should we light?"

The secretary was also very troubled:

"You ask me, I ask who is going - just prepare first."

He just told the leader that they would leave after taking photos, and they had a schedule in the afternoon. As a result, the leader was holding a cup and talking to people over there, and the smile on his face never stopped.

It's not like he didn't know Secretary Wang and the leaders of SW, and he also found that the leaders there were extremely polite to those old men...

But no matter how much he discovers, if the formation cannot be gathered, it will not be his turn to speak.

However, those in the city are not in a hurry, but those in the province are. Because they had to drive back as soon as possible and there would be a meeting early tomorrow morning.

So there was a lot of push and pull. Seeing Ulan and Song Sancheng looking at each other, Lao Zhu quickly urged them:

"It's the end of the year, and everyone has a lot to do. I know your thoughts, so you should get busy."

Secretary Wang heard the elegant meaning of Xiange and took the initiative to say hello:

"Yes, it's getting late, the sun is nice outside, why don't we take a photo together."

They had a formal discussion in the corridor, and everyone had a tacit understanding of where to stand. But he couldn't stand up to the nine people in the group, seven of whom were visiting privately incognito.

then--

"Come on, leader, can you stand in the middle and one of us stand on either side?"

After hearing this, the city leaders almost burst into tears: You are not trying to kill me, you are trying to seize my political life!

He repeatedly refused: "It can't be like this, it can't be like this... Well, brother Song, you see, it's fate that we come from all over the world. I don't think it's better than this. When we take a group photo, we don't look at our identities, only our age!"

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but feel sad secretly.

Because this surprisingly young provincial leader is only two years older than him in the city (T_T).

"Come on, come on, you guys from the imperial capital are standing in the middle. You are guests from afar!" He braced himself and started to show off.

ah?

Wu Lan and Song Sancheng also looked at each other - they just wanted to take a photo with the leader. Why did the leader have no airs at all? Not only the two purchasers, but also Mr. Zhu and his party were invited?

Then this... this huge group of people, the enlarged photo of them hanging on the wall, who knows the key point!

Good night.

By the way, golden cherry and prickly pear are not the same. But very similar. The prickly pear fruit is more round, and the golden cherry fruit is oblong.