The leisurely life of rebirth

Fang Monan waved her hand beautifully, and the fishing line slid out in a beautiful arc and submerged into the water. The sun shone on her body. In the halo, her mutton-fat white jade-like skin shone with a pale golden luster in the golden sunlight.

A pair of misty and spring-like eyes, as calm as water, calm and calm. A head of long hair that can be seen, like silk, like brocade, like ink, like clouds, every breeze blows

The radian of the swing is so thrilling that people can seem to smell the fragrance of her hair from far away. She isolates herself from the world, shining so brightly that it is almost impossible to open her eyes. Wearing

It should be the clothes made by Sister Dayan, black cloth shoes with mille-layer soles, without any decoration, so simple, so bland, but so touching.

Her whole body seemed to be in a halo, exuding a soft, quiet, tranquil and leisurely temperament. Such beauty transcended gender, and not only Han Zhiqian, He Junyao and even Xiaomei's eyes went straight when she saw it.

"Ahem... Nan Nan, the fish is peeled clean." Han Zhiqian said, while also reminding his wife not to look foolish.

"Well! The pheasant is also peeled." He Junyao stood there awkwardly and said as he slid open the peeled pheasant.

Fang Monan took the pheasant from He Junyao's hand, "You grill the fish, and leave these pheasants to me."[

Fang Monan took the pheasant and asked He Junyao to pick a few lotus leaves from the reservoir. She took out five-spice powder (pulverized from pepper, star anise, cloves, etc.), dried chili peppers, salt, and vanilla from the spice box.

At the end, cut the chicken body into thin pieces

Apply it once, pick the lotus leaves and wrap them one by one. Then go to the reservoir, get wet mud and wrap it around the lotus leaves. Then dig a hole again, place the three chickens in a triangle shape, and wrap them in the mud.

Sprinkle a thin layer of soil and finally move the fire.

Fang Monan's whole set of movements were smooth, natural and freehand. Han Zhiqian and the others stared at him. They all held their chins in their hands and salivated. They looked like greedy cats.

"This is the beggar's chicken from The Condor, right?" Pan Xiaomei said with a smile, "Haha... I've seen it on TV, but I haven't tasted it yet. I'm in for a treat today."

He Junyao took the fish from Xiaomei's hand, cut off a few branches with a dagger, removed the bark, and sharpened it. After a while, he pierced the branches, set them on the fire, and started rolling.

Grilled.

His whole set was also crisp and neat. Han Zhiqian smiled and said, "Don't the army always do this?"

"Yeah! When I was in the army, I did a lot of field training, but I didn't have so much seasoning." He Junyao started to turn over the golden fish body, and the overflowing oil dripped on the rosin pile from time to time, making a crackling sound.

There was a loud sound, and a faint blue fire appeared. He Junyao kept taking out cumin, pepper powder, dried chili powder and other seasonings, and sprinkled them on it. In an instant, the alluring aroma of meat spread, stimulating appetite and seducing people.

Taste buds.

When everyone smelled the aroma, they gathered around and they would start eating in a moment!

Nowadays, it is early summer. Although we are next to the reservoir, the sun has already risen in the sky and is a bit fierce. It is not a pleasure to eat around a campfire. Fortunately, we have prepared in advance and set up parasols nearby, and here

The stone benches and stone tables were also prepared earlier. I took out a stack of dishes and placed a dozen golden grilled fish on them.

The fish in the reservoir are all produced in space, and of course they are delicious. In addition, Fang Menan and the others cook them well, so everyone eats them with ease, and they don't even have the time to gossip.

In addition to grilled fish, dried tofu, sausages, chicken legs, chicken wings, potato slices, meatballs, corn, eggplant, shiitake mushrooms, mutton skewers, green peppers, enoki mushrooms, and shrimps, there are really all kinds of meat and vegetable combinations.

"Haha... we don't have to eat at noon today." The fat man walked over with Jian Huixin, carefully helped her sit down, and took the plate with the grilled fish, chicken wings, chicken legs, potato slices, and mutton skewers.

"Oh my! What a filial husband." Han Zhiqian joked.

Now that the fat man has a wife and children, everything is ready, "Yes! You can see whether you can eat or not, which is more painful than me." The wedding is scheduled for September, which is still four or five months away!

"Pfft..." Han Zhiqian said: "We are half a catty to eight ounces, let's not talk about who gets it." The two of them handed the baked goods in their hands to their beloved.

Fang Monan chuckled. She understood the sadness in their words and decided not to be a light bulb here anymore. She picked up the barbecue she had enough to eat and walked away.

When He Junyao saw this, he couldn't stand their disgusting looks and ran away.

Fang Monan was sitting by the reservoir, chewing grilled chicken wings with a parasol above his head, and it was still getting a little sunny at noon.

"Eat! These are spicy chicken wings." He Junyao handed the tray in front of Fang Monan.

"No, these are enough for me." Fang Monan looked at it and politely declined.[

"Eat! I know you like spicy food. This is the seasoning I went back to get specially." He Junyao said with a smile.

"Brother He, are you the one who introduced me to the many doctors who have been here recently?" Fang Monan asked seriously. Since people care and know his true age, don't call him 'uncle' anymore.

"Ah! What's wrong? No, Qingjie introduced me." In fact, it was also He Junyao who suggested it, but Li Qingjie came forward to bring them. Most of them are veterans who were injured on the battlefield and had to change their jobs. But the pain

But he followed along. After Li Qingjie's injury healed, he notified his comrades who were still suffering from long-term pain to see if they could be treated. "Why, is there any problem? I have to thank you for curing them."

Injuries.”

Due to the introduction of the two of them, Fang Monan has received many military patients here one after another. Some of the illnesses left over from the battlefield can be cured, and some will never be cured. Because even gods with missing arms and legs cannot save them, they can only try their best.

Reduce their pain.

"No, I'm just very sad and uncomfortable." Fang Monan's eyes were a little sore. Looking at the scars left by the war on their bodies, he felt a little sad. The soldiers of this period were respectable and lovely. They were strong men who protected their homes and their country.

However, they are the weak ones who survive in today's society. It is difficult to adapt to the place after changing jobs.

Life and the successive closures of factories have made things worse. Due to poverty, I was unable to continue treatment and often endured tremendous pain. I didn’t want to cause any trouble to the country and would rather endure it silently. Every time I saw advertisements for recruiting security guards, I noticed that

Ming: Veterans are given priority. I can’t express my feelings.

Wearing a military uniform, guarding the country, with the same passion and strength, the same fleeting years, but obsessed with flying like an eagle, the dream in my heart is just the word "peace", so that the people are safe, the people are safe, and the motherland is healthy. What is it?

Soldiers? With immortal faith, they can keep the country safe and strong; with sacred duties, they can keep their righteousness forever. At this time, soldiers are respectable and admirable.

He Junyao did not expect that some veterans would live in such hardship. They had all made outstanding military exploits and had more than one medal. This had to be solved in a way. The conversation suddenly fell into silence. He Junyao fell into deep thought, and his temperament suddenly changed.

There has been a change, his eyes are majestic, cold and solemn.

Fang Monan narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at him in silence, and then looked away, "Who are you!" He was a soldier, and the old man couldn't mistake it. He shouldn't be smiling so naively and sunshine.

People who have been on the battlefield, the evil spirits around them have completely receded. People who have been on the battlefield have some war syndrome, most of which are psychological. Some of the patients introduced by Li Qingjie have psychological problems. And he

, Unless you have excellent self-control, which means the city is very deep!

He Junyao regained his composure and said, "Nan Nan, don't be sad. You should be happy! You have cured so many people."

"I can cure the disease, but I can't cure poverty." Fang Monan said with a vicissitude in his words.

"Yes! The power of an individual is too small." He Junyao lowered his head and murmured to himself. "Rescue the urgent but not the poor, what do you think Nannan should do!"

"Well, I'm just a common man." Fang Monan waved his hand and said, "This should be taken seriously by the higher authorities." She pointed to the sky and said, "If veterans, especially disabled soldiers, are properly accommodated,

, if it is not implemented well, the impact will not be very good! These are all meritorious people, and it may also have some adverse effects on the army."

He Junyao said nothing more. Although she has excellent medical skills, after all, a small person cannot be omnipotent! Besides, what she said is right, and this must be taken seriously by the superiors.

Even good policies have been distorted by crooked monks at the lower levels. I don’t know what it has become. Otherwise, in the 1980s, there was a popular saying that the central government is the benefactor, the provinces are relatives, the city is the good people, the counties are the bad people, and the villages are the bad people.

He is a villain and the village is an enemy! This statement partly reflects the disharmony and contradiction in the relationship between the public and local government.

"Nannan, when will the beggar's chicken be ready? These things are obviously not enough to eat." Han Zhiqian said pitifully, pointing to the pile of bones in front of the fat man and Jian Huixin, which had piled up into a hill.

"Okay." Fang Monan said, looking at the bonfire not far away that was about to be extinguished. She raised her wrist to check the time, then stood up, found a wooden stick, pushed the bonfire away, and gently teased it.

After a few digs, a few mud balls were dug out. Then, the mud balls were lightly baked with wooden sticks, until the hardened mud chunks cracked and fell, revealing the withered yellow lotus leaves inside.

Fang Monan and He Junyao held three clay balls and placed them on the stone table. They pulled open the lotus leaves three by two, and hot steam rushed out with a strong fragrance, and then the light yellow chicken was revealed.

The 'big leaf' next to Fang Monan and the big bad wolf next to He Junyao smelled the fragrance of chicken, opened their closed eyes, stood up, walked back and forth, and roared from time to time.

His voice sounded extremely anxious.

Smelling the aroma, the fat man shouted: "Oh no, no, we're all full. Why didn't you tell me earlier? You would have saved some food." (To be continued)