Siheyuan: Happy life of veteran drivers

"Mr. Liao, you are wrong. The battle you participated in back then was called the Liguo Battle, and it exposed our roots!"

"Sister Zhaodi is participating in a battle to defend the status quo, to repel the scoundrels who dare to invade. To some extent, she is protecting the fruits of your victory. This is called a daughter inheriting her father's business, one bloodline..."

Wang Hongtao was interrupted by Liao's father before he could finish his speech.

"What the hell are you doing?" Father Liao scolded with a smile, "I've finally figured it out. You're just saying one thing after another, and you only know how to speak for our little tiger girl."

"It would be great if Zhao Di was as sensible as you say! From what I see, she has a hot temper and can only vent her anger on the battlefield!"

At this time, Liao's mother also made a cup of tea and put it in front of Wang Hongtao: "Old Liao is right. We don't want to say anything about her love of fighting and bad temper. She is already so old, and she can't change even if she wants to."

"The key is that this child's marriage has become a problem now. She will be 25 soon after the Chinese New Year. We have arranged blind dates for her over the years, but every time she heard that the target was our Zhaodi, she immediately stopped hearing from us. We didn't even have a chance to meet. Don't you think she's worried?"

"Speaking of which, our Zhaodi has gone on so many blind dates, but you're the first one she brought home."

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Didn't I come here to give Mr. Liao a massage? Why did it become a blind date?

Wang Hongtao quickly cast an inquiring look at Liao Zhaodi who was sticking her head out from upstairs.

Liao Zhaodi hurriedly explained: "Mom, what are you talking about? This guy is Xiaolong's master. I invited him to give massages to Dad. What do you mean by bringing this up as a blind date?"

"Haha, of course I know. I was just kidding you." Liao's mother smiled awkwardly and then turned and left.

Wang Hongtao was afraid that the night would be long and he didn't know what would come out if he stayed any longer, so he suggested: "Well, uncle, I see your legs are in a lot of pain, why don't we get down to business first?"

"Hiss... Xiao Wang, you are right. It would have been better if you hadn't said anything. As soon as you said it, it started to hurt again. Hurry up and let me see it." After saying that, Father Liao lifted up his trouser leg and showed him his swollen knee.

Wang Hongtao reached out his hand and touched it, then frowned: "Is it convenient for you to ask uncle what your injury is..."

Father Liao said indifferently, "It's nothing inconvenient to ask. I was just hit by shrapnel when I was climbing the snowy mountains. You know the conditions at that time. I just bandaged it and continued on my way. The injury and frostbite made me like this now."

"It's usually fine, but it hurts a lot when it gets cold."

Liao Zhaodi came over and asked with concern: "Wang, do you think you can cure it? My father has been in pain for a long time. He has consulted many doctors but his condition has not improved."

Wang Hongtao smiled confidently: "Won't you know if it's good or not after trying it?"

"Uncle, you must have applied a lot of ointment before this, right? It didn't work, did it?"

Father Liao nodded excitedly after hearing this: "Yes, Xiao Wang, I have seen many doctors before, and they all gave me ointments, but after applying them, I felt that there was no effect. When the weather gets cold, the pain is still the same."

Originally, Father Liao did not have much hope for Wang Hongtao, thinking that he was first a hunter, then a driver, and now the Labor and Personnel Department, things that had nothing to do with massage and physiotherapy. Now it seems that he actually has some skills and a good eye.

"Sister Zhaodi, please help me get a basin of hot water and find a clean towel."

"Come, uncle, please find a comfortable position to sit down, but you can't move after you sit down."

"Hey, good."

Soon the hot water and towels that Wang Hongtao asked for were brought.

Wang Hongtao first soaked a towel in hot water, wrung it dry, and then applied it to the swollen area of ​​Liao's father's knee.

When the temperature of the towel drops, change the basin of hot water and repeat the operation.

Of course, these are just preparatory work, because Mr. Liao's knee is an old injury and a chronic disease. It is necessary to use a hot towel to activate the tendons and blood circulation in the affected area before the operation can be carried out.

After the preparations were almost done, Wang Hongtao began to really get started, pressing, kneading and rubbing, step by step, with gentle and soothing movements. This made Mr. Liao, who was originally worried about severe pain, suddenly relax.

At this moment, he only felt Wang Hongtao's hand pressing on his knee like a water balloon, and the affected area felt warm and very comfortable.

In fact, Wang Hongtao massaged gently because of this, and after Liao got used to it, he slowly increased the strength. With the buffer, Mr. Liao didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and hummed comfortably.

Half an hour later, Wang Hongtao finished the massage and applied a hot towel to Liao's father again: "It's done, uncle, how do you feel?"

"Is that all?" Father Liao seemed to be unsatisfied. "It doesn't hurt anymore. I feel warm, swollen, and numb! It's so comfortable!"

"Where did you learn this skill, Xiao Wang? I have never felt so good in more than ten years. It feels even better than my uninjured leg."

Wang Hongtao smiled and waved his hands: "That's not the case. You feel comfortable now only because you applied a hot towel after the massage. You will naturally feel better when it cools down."

"But it will definitely be much more comfortable than before."

"That's good, that's good!" Father Liao smiled heartily. For someone like him who had just returned from the battlefield, the thing he feared most was having his flesh cut by a thin knife, which would be very painful.

"Just this one treatment shouldn't be enough, right?" Father Liao asked tentatively. Today's massage was really comfortable, so even if it was cured, he would want to enjoy it a few more times, let alone the fact that it didn't work.

"Well, uncle, this is a stubborn disease, it can't be cured in one go." Wang Hongtao nodded: "Well, wait three days, I will come to help you again in three days. I can also prepare props and other things in these few days. I came here in a hurry this time and didn't prepare anything."

"Okay, okay! Then I'll wait for you at home, old man. It's really uncomfortable to be in pain all day long. Sometimes I can't even sleep well at night!" Hearing what Wang Hongtao said, Father Liao's mood was obviously much more relaxed and he said cheerfully.

Feeling that the application was almost done, Wang Hongtao loosened his hand and put the towel back into the washbasin: "Uncle will definitely be able to sleep well these few days."

"Oh, uncle, don't apply the plaster or hot compress for the next few days. I'll come over to see you in three days."

"Oh, okay, I'll do as you say. You're a very careful young man."

After looking around and seeing that there was nothing to do, Wang Hongtao planned to say goodbye: "Well, uncle and aunt, if you have nothing else, I should go back first?"

"Sit a little longer? What's the hurry?"

"Afang, go get some cakes. I'll sit with Xiao Wang for a while."

"Oh, Dad, Xiao Wang still has to go to work. It will be noon if we sit any longer!" Liao Zhaodi was afraid that something bad would come out of the conversation, so she came out to dissuade him.

Then he turned around and glared at Wang Hongtao, as if to say, "You dare to stay and try."

"Um, Sister Liao is right, uncle. We haven't prepared anything today. How about we just stay here first? We can sit for a while when we are ready next time."

Wang Hongtao had said so, and Father Liao could only nod his head with regret: "Okay, then it's a deal. Next time you come, you have to sit for a while longer. You can't be so hasty as today!"

"Hey."

"Ah Fang, go and give my can of tea to Xiao Wang. I think Xiao Wang really likes drinking tea."

"Uncle, I'm not here to help because I want benefits. I..." Wang Hongtao waved his hand to refuse.

Father Liao blew up his beard and glared: "You have to accept it. Do you want me, an old man, to owe you a favor?"

"Forehead...."

"Okay, then I'll take it!" Wang Hongtao said helplessly.

"That's right!"

After Wang Hongtao accepted it, Liao's father immediately turned back to his kind face and said, "I have difficulty walking, so I won't get up to see you off."

"Afang, please send Xiao Wang off for me."

"Zhao Di, send Xiao Wang back to work."

"Uncle, aunt, please stay. It's enough for me to have Sister Liao to see me off."

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