Chapter 196 My brother is a warrior of pure love (3K)
When Fang Yan and the others came out of the courtyard and went to the bus stop outside Xiehe, they suddenly saw a familiar person appear at the door of Xiehe.
It happened that the other party also saw him and greeted him immediately.
"Doctor Fang!"
Fang Yan took a closer look and found that it was Tang Shengming.
He also said hello immediately:
"Mr. Tang!"
Not to mention that people feel refreshed during happy events, Tang Shengming changed his previous aura of depression.
Now he exudes the aura of a superior leader.
Fang Yan pointed at Xiehe and asked:
"Come to the hospital, are you feeling unwell?"
Mr. Tang waved his hand and said:
"No, no, this is not an old leader who is hospitalized here. Before I leave for Xiangjiang, I came to see him."
Fang Yan suddenly understood.
At this time, Mr. Tang said again:
"By the way, if you write me another recipe for the rheumatism medicinal bath you made last time, I might be able to use it when I return to Xiangjiang."
"Okay, do you have paper and pen?" Fang Yan asked.
Mr. Tang turned his head and asked the middle-aged man behind him:
"Xiao Wang, have you brought your notebook and pen?"
"It's in the car, I'll get it." The middle-aged man responded.
Then I went to the car on the roadside to get it.
Fang Yan didn't expect that the old man was now assigned both a car and a secretary. He asked:
"Is he your secretary or your driver?"
Old Tang said with a smile:
"It's all. I will leave for Xiangjiang the day after tomorrow, and he will go with me."
Fang Yan nodded and asked:
"Then when will you come back?"
Lao Tang responded:
"Two or three months."
"Then please pay attention to your health and don't be tired." Fang Yan said.
Old Tang waved his hand:
"Hey, this is not up to me."
Soon the secretary brought the notebook and pen. He quickly wrote it in dialect and handed it back, and said to Old Tang:
"The prescription has been written. The top one is for medicinal bathing, and the bottom one is for oral administration. Here are the acupuncture points. If you find a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Xiangjiang, you can ask them to help you prepare it."
Tang Shengming nodded repeatedly and said with a smile:
“Good, good, so comprehensive, thank you so much!”
Fang Yan waved his hand and said:
"You're welcome. You went to Xiangjiang to do something for our country. What I have is nothing."
Old Tang smiled and nodded, then thought of something and asked:
"Oh, by the way...I heard from Lao Duan that Dr. Fang is getting married next month?"
Dialect nods:
"Well, that's true."
"Linlin!" He greeted Zhu Lin beside him.
Then he introduced to Tang Shengming:
"This is my fiancée, Zhu Lin."
Then he introduced Tang Shengming to Zhu Lin:
"This is Mr. Tang I told you about."
"Hello, Mr. Tang!" Zhu Lin smiled and nodded at Tang Shengming.
Mr. Tang smiled and gave a thumbs up to Fang Yan:
"Okay, Doctor Fang, you are lucky!"
"I wish you a happy marriage and a son soon!"
After hearing this, Fang Yan arched her hands towards him.
Then Old Tang said:
"I will make up for your wedding gifts when I come back from Xiangjiang."
Fang Yan didn't expect the old man to be so particular. Logically speaking, the two of them had nothing in common.
"Mr. Tang, you are too polite..." Fang Yan said to him.
Tang Shengming shook his head and said:
"No, no, no, I'm not being polite."
He explained:
"Last time I saw you, Doctor Fang, I changed my mind."
"According to what our family says, you are my noble one! Why should I give you a gift when you get married?"
When Fang Yan heard this, he didn't say anything else and agreed:
"Okay, then we will wait for you to come back!"
"Wish you all the best in the past."
Tang Sheng Minggong handed over:
"I'd like to lend you some good advice! Let's take the first step."
"Slow down!" Fang Yan watched him get into the car, start the car and leave the door of Concorde.
Watching the car leave, Zhu Lin said to Fang Yan:
"This old man is quite interesting...he actually remembers the day we got married."
Fang Yan said with a smile:
"The social butterfly of the Republic of China, her reputation for top social attributes is not in vain."
……
Now the four of them piled into the bus to go home. As the old saying goes, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
I have only been riding in a jeep for a few days, and now I am not used to being squeezed into a bus.
Fang Yan was already thinking about how to get a car by himself in the car.
But I can only think about this matter. Nowadays, it is impossible for ordinary units to provide cars.
Let alone a private car.
If you want to get a car, you can only go through normal channels for a few years.
When getting off the car, Zhu Lin sighed:
"I'm used to taking special buses, but it feels like it takes so long to sit on the bus..."
After Zhu Lin heard this, she immediately took over the conversation and said:
"In a few days, your courtyard house will be ready for people to live in. Once you two get your marriage certificate, you can just walk a few steps from get off work and cross the street to your home. You won't want to take a private car."
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Dialect said:
“Whenever I can buy a car, let’s get one too.”
After hearing this, my wife He Huiru said:
“Some units can’t even get a car, so private individuals still want to get one?”
Fang Yan looked at his mother and said with a smile: "Times are changing, maybe one car per family in the future?"
Facing the blueprint drawn by the dialect, I looked at the road in front of me and said:
"Then this big road must not be blocked?"
Fang Yan was startled, as expected of me, this was all predicted.
A group of people entered the compound while talking.
Today, when people in the courtyard saw that Fang Yan and the others had come back by bus, they immediately started secretly discussing it.
Anyway, everyone guessed everything, but no one guessed it right.
Although Fang Yan heard their conversation, he didn't pay much attention to it. Now he was used to being the topic of conversation among these mothers-in-law.
After separating from Zhu Lin downstairs, Fang Yan returned home with his mother.
Opening the door...I heard the sound of chopping vegetables coming from the kitchen.
"Is the fourth child so diligent?" Hearing this voice, the old woman asked Fang Yan.
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With that said, the two of them entered the house, went to the kitchen and saw that it was their father Fang Zhenhua chopping vegetables.
The fourth child was not there at all.
When he saw Fang Yan and the others coming back, his father said cheerfully:
"Today I'm here to show you my skills."
I asked:
"Where's the fourth child?"
Dad adjusted his glasses with the back of his hand and wondered:
"Aren't we with you? Why are you asking about me?"
Fang Yan saw the boy's shoes at the door and estimated that he was at home. He turned around and walked towards the bedroom:
"Fang Chen!"
Fang Yan opened the door with a "squeak" and smelled the smell of alcohol.
Taking a closer look, Fang Chen was lying on the bed.
He drank a large bottle of white wine that he had brought back to be used as cooking wine by the bedside.
There are still some manuscripts written around me, and I read "To Yuqiong" in dialect.
The good guy also wrote poetry.
The dialect seems to say:
The jade face reflects the moon like a poem, and the beautiful shadow in dreams arouses emotions.
My heart follows you and I can’t help but love you like the spring breeze that will never leave you.
Fang Yan had no research on love poems, so he picked up another one, "Lian Yuqiong".
What it says is:
The exquisite color of jade reflects in the heart, and the beauty of the beauty is endless.
Holding hands together, the years will be warm, and our love will last forever.
Fang Yan sighed and picked up all the love poems on the ground and put them together.
Then he took the empty wine bottle next to the bed and walked out of the room.
The old woman saw the dialect and asked:
"How is your brother...?"
Fang Yan shook the blank wine bottle and said:
"Drained half a bottle of high-strength liquor and drank it."
"Shi Xing Dafa wrote a roomful of love poems, and the themes were all about his girl Yuqiong."
After hearing this, I shook my head speechlessly. It was too childish to drink and write poetry at the same time.
However, he still turned to the kitchen and greeted:
"Old Fang, let's save dinner for the fourth child. He is drunk now. I think he will wake up in the middle of the night to look for food."
"Oh, okay! Is he at home?" Fang Zhenhua responded and asked curiously.
He Huiru responded angrily:
"Well, here I am, Yuqiong, who writes poems and misses him at home."
Fang Yan remembered that his father said in the morning that he wanted to send a telegram to inquire about Yuqiong's family situation, so he asked:
"By the way, Dad, you sent a telegram this morning, have you received any reply?"
Fang Zhenhua was startled when he heard this, then slapped his thigh and said:
"Ouch, I forgot to ask!"
My mother, He Huiru, was left speechless:
"You said you..."
Fang Yan walked to his father and took the knife from his hand:
"Okay, leave the kitchen to me, you go and ask."
Dad hurriedly handed it over to Fang Yan, then took off his apron and promised:
"Okay! I'll go right away."
After he left, I said speechlessly:
"Both of these two fathers and sons, one old and one young, are both reliable."
After speaking, he sighed and said to Fang Yan who was cooking quickly:
"It would be great if your brother was half as good as you."
Cutting vegetables in the dialect "Duoduoduo", he responded:
"You can't say that. I think the fourth child is quite talented in literature. If he is allowed to develop, he might really become famous."
Although the love poems are disgusting, I feel in dialect that the fourth child should have some talent.
My mother didn’t think so, she said:
"It's not what I said, look at our family, counting three generations back, where has there ever been a writer?"
"If you practice Chinese medicine, you inherited it from your grandfather. Who can your brother inherit it from?"
Fang Yan retorted to my mother's words:
"Just because our ancestors haven't had any children doesn't mean our family is not good. It's not like anyone is born a writer. Some people need talent, and some people need hardship."
"I think Fang Chen belongs to the latter type."
"He just came back, he might become a blockbuster one day."
When I was about to say something, Fang Yan reminded me:
"Also, he is miserable enough now, so don't talk about him."
My mother was quite happy to see Fang Yan, the elder brother, facing his brother like this.
But he said:
"I feel so angry when I think about how he used the money and tickets I sent him all these years to feed that Yuqiong, but ended up getting nothing."
Fang Yan smiled and said nothing more.
After the death of the fifth child, Fang Chen became the youngest in the family and was indeed the most valued child.
It also caused him to have a lot of money and was targeted by others.
Counting it all together, the extra money and tickets my mother gave me played a key role in the fourth child's situation today.
Twenty minutes later, as soon as Fang Yan finished cooking the food, his father came back.
As soon as he entered the door, he said:
"Found it!"
(End of chapter)