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There is nothing to say about Zheng Dehui's medical skills. Under his nearly two months of intensive care, among the five patients in the cowshed, except Mr. Zhao Chengyu, who was seriously ill before, and Mr. Liu, the other three have also recovered. great.
During the intermittent contacts in the past few months, Song Fengchen also had a general understanding of the identities of these people.
Needless to say, Zheng Dehui comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, with a long history of family education, and he is not conservative in his thinking. He has stayed abroad when he was young, so he can also order simple Western medicine.
As for Xu Junmin and Zhao Chengyu, the two old men were both senior government officials. Before the accident, one was the Minister of Civil Affairs and the other was the Minister of Culture.
Among the remaining three people, Mr. Liu, who was seriously ill, was the last batch of government-sponsored overseas students sent to Citigroup by the late Qing government, and had been the director of the Geological Survey Institute for more than ten years.
An old Mr. Wei, who was the chief writer of Ta Kung Pao when he was young, was hunted down by the authorities for several years because of his violent words and deeds.
? An old Mr. Guo, whose ancestors were a wealthy country gentry, has been studying in Western countries for nearly six years, and he is well aware of the principle of rejuvenating the country through industry. After returning to China, he established seven or eight factories one after another. The now well-known Hushi Torch Factory used to be owned by his family.
When Song Fengchen arrived, Zheng Dehui was leading several old gentlemen to sit on the open space in front of the house and weave plaques. The plaques we made could be exchanged with the villagers for food or other simple daily necessities.
Miabian is mainly used to bake mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, pickles and so on. In the rainy season, it is the time for mushrooms and bamboo shoots. Because there is light all day long and it rains and the sun does not come out, mushrooms can only be dried by charcoal fire, so every household in the village needs plaques.
This is an important source of income for Zheng Dehui and the others in previous years.
"Mr. Xu, Mr. Zheng" Song Fengchen walked over and greeted each of them, but the corner of his eye fell directly on Xu Shujian.
Xu Shujian curled her fingers, looked away uncomfortably, and slightly curved her lips.
Xu Junmin and the others happily agreed, and Zheng Dehui put down the almost finished plaque in his hand, "Brother Song, did you come back from Yangshi?"
"Yes." Song Fengchen nodded, then passed the paper bag in his hand, and said only: "This is a thank you gift from the master. It's quite a lot. Take some to give some old gentlemen a boost."
Zheng Dehui has long been used to Song Fengchen delivering things here every now and then. He took the paper bag and opened it: "Cordyceps?"
Looking at the weight, it must be less than half a catty.
Zheng Dehui immediately said: "Just in time, sister Chen sent an old duck over yesterday, and I will slaughter it and stew it with Cordyceps later. If Brother Song is not busy, let's eat here tonight."
"Hey." Song Fengchen naturally agreed.
He looked at the stack of plaques that had already been compiled on the ground, and said, "Mr. Zheng, please leave me some of these plaques."
"Okay." Zheng Dehui asked, "Are you going into the mountains again?"
Song Fengchen nodded: "Anyway, I don't have anything to do recently, and I'm just idle. I just went to the mountains to get some wild mushrooms and came back."
The taste of mushroom hot pot is still very good.
"That's fine." Zheng Dehui looked very happy. After eating and drinking for nothing for so long, he was finally able to help Song Fengchen. He hurriedly said: "If you have picked mushrooms, you can send them here, and we will dry them for you."
"It's okay." Song Fengchen nodded in response.
Having said that, Zheng Dehui looked up at the sky, stood up, and went to prepare meals.
Song Fengchen rubbed his fingers, "I'm going to chop firewood."
As he spoke, he walked towards the back of the house while winking at Xu Shujian.
Xu Shujian's eyes flickered slightly, and she glanced at Xu Junmin quietly, calmly.
The firewood on the side of the cowshed was helped by the Chen family. Because of the lack of time, most of them were wooden piles the size of buckets. After being put aside for more than a month, they were almost air-dried.
Song Fengchen rolled up his sleeves, unbuttoned the top three buttons of his clothes, took out an ax, and started chopping firewood.
The sound of clicking and clicking sounded for nearly half an hour, and Xu Shujian finally couldn't sit still. He felt uneasy, and said deliberately: "I'll bring water to Song Fengchen."
A gust of hot wind blew in the yard, everyone was immersed in the work at hand, only Xu Junmin responded without raising his head: "Well, let's go."
? Xu Shujian breathed a sigh of relief, that's exactly what it felt like to have a private meeting with her lover behind the back of the elders at home.
A little shame!
Xu Shujian straightened his spine.
Hearing the sound of trampling footsteps behind him, Song Fengchen threw away the ax in his hand, turned around suddenly, put his arms around the waist of the visitor, and brought him into his arms.
What happened so suddenly, Xu Shujian was stunned for a moment, the corner of his eyes fell on Xu Junmin and others not far away, his throat tightened, and he was about to push Song Fengchen away: "I, you"
Before he could speak, Song Fengchen covered his mouth with his hand, pushing and hugging him against the corner of the wall, completely isolating Xu Junmin and the others.
Song Fengchen withdrew his gaze and met Xu Shujian's bright black eyes, full of embarrassment.
While the Adam's apple was rolling up and down, Song Fengchen curled the corners of his lips, and his voice was hoarse and magnetic: "I miss you."
As he spoke, he slowly let go of the hand covering Xu Shujian's mouth.
Xu Shujian clearly felt his heart beating faster, his eyes fell on Song Fengchen's chin, but the corner of his eyes moved down his neck.
Sweat drenched his coat, his strong and plump, square chest muscles were perfectly reflected, and below that were the looming lumpy abdominal muscles hidden in the clothes.
Wide shoulders and narrow hips male dog waist.
The strong male hormone breath blows towards the face.
Xu Shujian had never seen such a scene before, his eyes dodged, he became more and more embarrassed, and his tone seemed to be begging for mercy: "Release"
"Huh?" Song Fengchen snorted softly, unmoved, just stared at him, and repeated: "I miss you."
There was a flash of inspiration for a moment, Xu Shujian reacted, a blush rose on his face, he opened and closed his lips, coughed lightly, and said softly: "I miss you too."
Receiving the response, Song Fengchen's eyes burst into a bright light instantly, and he smiled lowly, looking even more joyful.
Feeling the love radiating from Song Fengchen's body, Xu Shujian's heart warmed into a spring of water.
With her heart beating faster for a moment, Xu Shujian slowly leaned forward, breathing intertwinedly, and kissed the corner of Song Fengchen's mouth with his froze smile and miniature pupils.
? Touch and go¡ª¡ª
Song Fengchen's heart was beating like thunder, there was starlight in his eyes, and his throat was dry: "You"
Seeing Song Fengchen, who was still 'aggressive' just now, looked out of order, Xu Shujian suddenly stopped panicking.
That's the case with being strong outside but doing well in the middle.
He quite liked it.
Xu Shujian strengthened her courage and said, "Don't touch me casually in the future."
Song Fengchen nodded foolishly, as if thinking of something, shook his head again: "You don't like it?"
Xu Shujian opened her mouth, her momentum suddenly weakened, and said: "If someone sees"
Song Fengchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he finally recovered from the huge surprise. He grinned: "Then don't let people see it."
the other side.
A feeling of urination welled up in his heart, Xu Junmin put down his work, got up and planned to go to the latrine.
Just as she was thinking about why Xu Shujian had been away for so long and hadn't come back, when she turned a corner, she saw two figures on the ground that were almost overlapping.
He looked up.
Song Fengchen pressed his grandson against the wall?
He gasped and rubbed his eyes.
Song Fengchen pressed his grandson against the wall? !
He didn't believe in evil, took two steps back, and then walked back.
Song Fengchen pressed his grandson against the wall!
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