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Yun Changshan took the initiative to request a good meal and wine to celebrate. He drank a little too much during the meal and couldn't help talking nonsense. He grabbed Song Jinhan and repeatedly reminded him, "You two should review well and take the college entrance examination together. The Yun family's ancestors will be very proud..."

Ms. Qi rolled her eyes and said, "You don't recognize yourself after drinking some horse urine. If you are drunk, just go inside and lie down." It was getting dark and you were holding on to Xiao Jin, so how could they get home?

After the Gang of Four fell, everyone became bolder.

The market, which was previously only allowed on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, has gradually become a regular practice, and every morning market is very lively.

The once arrogant red armbands have sheathed their fangs, worried about the liquidation that may come at any time, and when they see everyone trading, they tacitly pretend not to see it.

That day, Grandma Yun came over and asked Yun Tinglan to accompany her to the morning market in town to pick piglets. Yun Tinglan wanted to say that she was not a veterinarian, but with Lingxi around, she was actually more reliable than the village's horse veterinarian.

Judging from the old lady's attitude, she wants to raise pigs secretly. The old lady is helping the team feed pigs, and raising an extra piglet in her own pigsty, as long as she is careful, she can still hide it.

Besides, every family in the neighborhood has some tricks up their sleeves. They say they are only allowed to feed three chickens, but the chicken feed they chop every day can feed at least four or five chickens.

The eldest brother shouldn't talk about the second brother, and no one else should talk about anyone else.

Let's go, Song Jinhan rode a motorcycle to take the grandparents to town. He also needed to sign in at the agricultural machinery station and go to the post office to mail plasters and local specialties to Old Lady Song.

I also wrote a letter asking the old lady to help me get some review materials, which could also be regarded as a way to find a rationale for the math, physics and chemistry books they had.

Ultimately, it was also a test for Mr. Song to see his bottom line and tolerance. If he only accepted to join the army and even interfered with his college entrance examination, then they would have to adjust their plans and consider developing in the south.

If they acquiesced, they would naturally take the college entrance examination step by step, which would have fulfilled the original owner's obsession.

After seeing the piglets, Yun Tinglan wanted to take the old lady to a state-owned restaurant for dinner, but she refused to go and made an excuse, saying, "I have to go see your aunt."

In fact, she was not happy to meet Grandpa Qi. He had a big mouth and she was afraid that she would have indigestion if she talked to him for a while.

Yun Tinglan said, "Then I'll take you there." The old lady glanced at her and kept muttering, "Your small body is not as fast as my legs and feet. Go directly to see your grandpa and his family."

Yes, I am disliked, but it is the fact.

The old lady was really strong. She carried the bamboo basket on her back and walked a few steps away. Yun Tinglan met Aunt Qi halfway. It looked like she came to pick her up.

Yun Tinglan sat on the back of the bicycle. Before she could ask, Aunt Qi said, "Auntie Li from your opposite side saw you at the market. Where is your grandma?"

"I went to my aunt's house."

Qi Sheng's legs recovered very well. After the acupuncture, Yun Tinglan took out another box of bone-growing and tendon-repairing ointment and said, "Use this for another month. You should be able to walk normally. As for running and jumping... just take your time..."

As long as you can walk, don't ask for anything else.

Aunt Qi cried with joy, stuffed a lot of things into Yun Tinglan's hands, and then thoughtfully sent her to the hotel.

Grandpa Qi was busy in the kitchen. When he saw his granddaughter leaning over the window to greet him, he gestured to her and found a place to sit. It was also a coincidence that the kitchen had delivered a few geese today, so he showed his cooking skills to his granddaughter.

The waiters were all familiar faces. The fat lady said warmly, "Little sister, you're here," and then took her to the window and set up a separate table. It was the small table they usually used when they ate in the kitchen.

There’s no need to order any dishes, Grandpa Qi will take care of it.

The fat lady also moved a stool over and sat over, putting a handful of sunflower seeds on the table, chatting with her casually. Finally, she asked in a low and shy voice why she couldn't get pregnant.

"Uterine cold, you must have had a fall into the water when you were a child." Yun Tinglan knew it after taking the pulse.

The fat wife slapped her thigh excitedly, "Yes, I fell into an ice hole when I was nine years old, and it was my father-in-law who saved me. Otherwise, my family would not have married me to my man, and we would be so poor and starving."

The problem is not big.

Yun Tinglan asked her, "Do you want to take pills or drink Chinese medicine?" If she wanted to take pills, she would ask someone to bring them back. If she wanted to drink Chinese medicine, she would prescribe it right away.

You must take pills.

She didn't like drinking bitter medicine. Besides, it was too troublesome to prepare and decoct the medicine herself. It was more convenient to take ready-made pills. She just had to follow the doctor's instructions.

She knew about Qi Sheng's leg condition. She had been to many hospitals in the city and province, and they said it was impossible. But after using her younger sister's medicine, he can now move slowly.

Thinking of this, the fat lady felt hot in her heart.

As we were talking, the customer next to us was unhappy, "What's wrong with you? I specifically told you not to put chili in the stir-fried pork, why is it still there? How can I eat this?"

"That's a good thing." The fat lady put down the melon seeds, clapped her hands, stood up impatiently, walked over and said perfunctorily, "There are too many people, it's understandable that the masters made mistakes, comrade, you have to overcome it." It's not a big deal.

The girl was annoyed. "How can I overcome this? My husband just had surgery and the doctor told him not to eat spicy food. If his illness doesn't get better, will you be responsible?"

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong. I'll treat you to this dish, is that ok?" The fat lady's eyelids drooped, and she ignored him, as if to say, "If you can't afford it, don't eat it. What are you looking for?" The irritated girl slammed the table and said, "Who asked you to treat me? I can afford it..."

Neither of them is a good person. Seeing that a dispute was about to break out, Yun Tinglan quietly moved away from the bench.

"I'll overcome it, I'll do it..." An older brother suddenly spoke up, he took the dish away with a smile, and put down the money and ticket.

"Look, everyone can overcome it, but you are the one who is troublesome." The fat lady curled her lips in disdain, "Let me make it clear in advance that it will take a long time to fry a new dish." Don't make trouble by saying it's too slow.

"I don't want to eat anymore." The girl was so angry that she slammed the table and left.

The fat lady didn't take it seriously, and the diners around her were also used to it. This happened every day and was not surprising.

It’s no wonder that waiters in this era are so awesome. Whether you eat or not, they can’t handle all the guests who come every day. Who cares about the diners’ experience?

You can come or not, they are paid a fixed salary, and it doesn't matter whether there are many people or few people. So what if you complain? Everyone counts, who is not a relative?

So, I have nothing to fear.

"Sorry, I don't want to share the table. I'm waiting for someone." Yun Tinglan frowned when she saw that the man actually sat opposite her with shredded pork with green peppers.

"Yes, I am Liu Zhicheng. Sorry, I am late because of something." Liu Zhicheng smiled apologetically, "Auntie Sun has told you about my situation, right? I was injured in the army, and my legs and feet have some problems, but it does not affect my life and work. I can give you a betrothal gift of 500 yuan, but I hope you can break off the engagement, and your parents..."

In the end, he didn't say anything about selling his daughter, and looked at the woman opposite him with pity.

Yun Tinglan narrowed her eyes, very sure that the other party had recognized the wrong person. She looked Liu Zhicheng up and down and had already guessed who he was, the veteran from the next village.

I heard that he is leading his village to raise rabbits as a side business.

She said directly: "You got the wrong person, I am not Yunluoer."