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Post-’80s Cultivation Journal

By Diao Yu 1 Ge

The 428th chapter master in the folk

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"You said, if you brought the old man here, what is the intention?" Fucha’s father called Fucha Anping, and asked with a finger.

"I have met Dr. Zhang here before, and the medical skills are very clever, so I brought the father over and asked him to see the doctor." Zeng Lei said quickly.

"What? You dare to dare to come to such a place to find Jianghu Langzhong to see a doctor? Zeng Lei! Who gave you such a courage!" Fucha violently thunderous.

The people of Fucha are extremely angry.

"What do you think you are? How can you be the master of our Fucha home?"

"Hey, you see what kind of people you know! It’s so self-righteous!"

"Zeng Lei, what is your idea? Isn't our Fucha home still able to find a famous doctor? Is it still necessary to find a place to find a river?"

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"Noisy noisy? I haven't died yet!" The old man was called Fucha, who used to be in a high position. Although he is now relegated to the second line, the majesty is not diminished.

The Fucha family, who was attacking Zeng Leiqun, was suddenly stunned. It is obvious that Fucha’s right to speak at Fucha is still very tough.

"Dad, how do you listen to the words of Zeng Lei, how can there be any good doctors in such a place? I have already bought a special medicine from abroad, which will definitely alleviate your condition." Fucha Anping just sighed. It was cautious in front of Fucha.

"Have you just said that there are any good doctors in such a place? Then I ask you, can you find a so-called famous doctor who can stand here and talk to you like this?" Fucha blinked Fucha Anping.

Everyone found that Fucha’s crutches didn’t support him and stood in the yard and talked to them. To know that before being deceived by Zeng Lei, Fucha must have someone to support the toilet. Now I can stand in the yard steadily. Obviously he came by himself.

Fucha Anping completely ignored the fact that Fuchaji was being severely questioned. He suddenly looked happy and asked with delight, "Dad! Is your leg already good?"

"Yeah, my leg is cured by what you said." Fuchao knows that his family is so nervous because he is worried about him. But their attitude was just too much.

Zeng Lei is a descendant of the brother who died when he was born together. At the end of the war, he and his surviving comrades returned to their hometowns.

And many brothers stayed on the battlefield forever. Zeng Lei’s grandfather is one of them. Zeng Lei’s grandfather Zeng Weiguo used to be a superior of Fucha. After returning, Fucha had originally wanted to take care of Zeng Lei’s father, but did not expect to be shocked by the turmoil soon. Fuchao’s heart always felt that he had owed too much to Zeng Lei’s family.

"Ah? Is your leg really good?" Fucha Anping was a little unbelievable.

Fuchao took a few steps in the yard and could not see any problems at all.Fucha family, you see me, I see you, one by one, I was shocked by the scene. You must know that all the famous doctors in the capital have been ignorant of the stubborn rheumatism of the old man. Fucha’s legs were wounded in the war. So far, some debris has not been completely removed. In addition, after receiving the impact, the cows were closed and the situation of the feet became more and more serious. After rehabilitating, the work was resumed, and at that time there were some problems with the legs. Who can think that such a stubborn leg disease can be cured one day?

"You guys! I just like to wear colored glasses to see people. The master is in the folk. This time thanks to Xiao Zeng. When you come over, don't ask anything, just lick your face and cover him. I lost this old face to you. The small family did not figure out the money of our family and did not show the rights of our family. If he told me that he would let him return from the army, even if he returned from the army, I would let the police station work. Long saved my life. Do you do this, how can I see the old battalion commander in the future?"

Zhang Huahua and Wu Yuan were eating in the kitchen, and the two were busy.

"Let's not go out and see?" Wu Yuan was worried that Zeng Lei was suffering.

Zhang called flowers and smiled. "You go to add chaos? You can't do anything. Their things go with them. If you can't use them, you can go to the yard for half an hour."

"That's still a problem." Wu Yuan kept shaking his skull.

Wu Yuan thought that he was a good-looking food in the capital. In other respects, he couldn’t spend more than Zhang, but he was definitely better than eating it. But I didn't expect to really get it up, only to know that there are days outside the sky, people outside.

Although the flower made by Zhang Shuhua is very simple, it smells extra fragrant and tastes extraordinarily delicious.

"What are you adding?" Wu Yuan soon found out.

"Condiment, I am making it." Zhang said.

"I said how delicious the dishes you made. It used to be a secret seasoning. It is too unfair." Wu Yuan said indignantly.

Zhang called Hua Xiaoxiao. "Do you use less seasonings? This seasoning is also made by myself. It is the wild grass that can be seen everywhere in the mountains. There is no money for a penny."

"That's not how much you want to do?" Wu Yuan's eyes brightened.

"It's not so easy to make." Zhang called flowers and shook his head. If you use this energy to make tea, you can sell a lot of money.

Wu Yuan grabbed the skull and was very sorry.

"Would we like to prepare more meals and leave the family of the father to eat?" Wu Yuan asked.

"Don't ask, come and prepare meals for them? Is your head okay?" Zhang called a white flower.

"But it seems that they and Zeng Ge should know each other." Wu Yuan said.

Zhang called Hua Yan and smiled. "What about that? I don't know."

"Then I will go out and see." Wu Yuan said.

At this time, Fucha is about to drive away all his family. He is somewhat worried that Zhang Huahua is not happy.

"You have to go quickly, or Dr. Zhang is angry, maybe he will not treat me." Fuchao said with concern."Dad, the environment here is too bad, or we will go back first, wait for tomorrow, I will send you over." Fucha Anping looked at some old courtyard houses, low houses, dark rooms, places with Fucha homes. Compared to it, it is really a lot worse.

"I have lived here for a day. I don't think there is anything wrong here. You can't look down on people like this. You can't look at Laozi! I have to check the place where I lived from a young age!" Said angrily.

Fucha Anping still dare to say anything, now the old man sees him is not right, he stays here, only to make the father more angry.

"Grandpa, then I will stay with you here." Fucha said quickly.

"That can't be done, the room is full, but there is no room for you." Fucha is not willing to love the most loved granddaughter to follow him here.

"You can let Zeng Lei give me the room. His home is close to here. He will go back to sleep." Fucha smiled.

Zeng Lei said quickly, "Father, if you stay in the moon, I will squeeze with the fat man at night."

Fuchao looked at Fucha Haoyue and looked at Zeng Lei. He saw these two people a little embarrassed and smiled. "That's it, the moon stays, the rest of the people are rolling back to Laozi!" ”

Fucha Anping touched his nose and could only go back with the rest of the people. When he left, he secretly stared at Fucha’s moon.

When I was eating dinner, Zhang called flowers out of the kitchen, and when they met Fucha, they both opened their eyes.

"It's you!" the two men said in unison.

The rest of the people are very surprised.

"Hey, do you know him?" Zeng Lei asked.

"I didn't let you find someone for me last time? It's him! You haven't seen him anymore, why didn't you find out?" Fucha complained.

"But, but." Zeng Lei did not think that this doctor Zhang is the Zhang Huahua that Fucha wants him to look for. Yes, Zhang Huahua is the name! Why didn't you associate it?

In fact, this can not blame Zeng Lei, it is really too much horror to call him a flower, so that he did not think that this flower is called a flower.

At this point, Fucha Haoyue still did not know that Zhang Huahua was the doctor who treated her grandfather.

"Dr. Zhang, do you know my family?" Fucha is also amazed.

"What? You said Dr. Zhang is called a flower?" Fucha Haoyue widened his eyes.

"Yeah, you don't know that Dr. Zhang's medical skills are so brilliant?" Zeng Lei asked.

Fucha Haoyue smiled, UU read www.uukanshu.com "Call flowers, you can always give me a huge surprise. Thank you for healing my grandfather's legs. After you ran off the train station that day, we were everywhere Looking for you, I didn't expect you to come here. Let us worry. I regret that I should not bring you to the capital. Now it seems that I have brought you over. Otherwise, my grandfather does not know how long it will take. Hard work."

Zhang called flowers to catch the skull. "Don't you tell me about it? I can take care of myself. I came out and practiced. If you are taken care of by you, then there is no point.""You guy, it hurts us to die. I have to tell them a few quickly. Otherwise, Zhao, they are still looking for you." Fucha smiled and said, "Hey. These dishes are all made by you." Let me smell the familiar fragrance again."

"This, this is what I did, and the rest is made by the fat man." Zhang Huahua pointed out that he had made a few dishes.

Fuchao took a chopstick and tasted it. He immediately admired it. "The taste is really good. Even the best restaurant in Beijing, I am afraid I can't make such a delicious dish."

Zeng Lei heard that he also picked up the dish and tasted it. "Fat, you are also good at killing your craft. It is a waste of your craft to not open the restaurant." (To be continued.)

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