More than an hour later.
Zhou Bingkun came back with more than a dozen packages of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Bingkun, why did you bring Chinese medicine back again? I won't drink it anymore." Li Suhua said hurriedly. Zhou Bingkun had made her drink traditional Chinese medicine for a long time before, but now she felt nauseated when she saw the traditional Chinese medicine.
"You have to take medicine when you are sick. How can you not take medicine?" Zhou Zhigang looked at Li Suhua and said first, and then asked Zhou Bingkun: "Bingkun, your mother is sick? Doesn't she look like she is not sick?"
"Dad, this is your Chinese medicine, not my mother's." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"What? My Chinese medicine? Am I sick? I'm not sick, right?" Zhou Zhigang said with his eyes widened. He didn't feel sick. He feels that he is in good health and has nothing serious.
"Dad, you have been working in the mountain city all year round and have many health problems. You feel fine now because your condition is not serious.
Let me ask you, do you get dizzy a few times a week? The symptoms every time are..." Zhou Bingkun picked up Zhou Jiaping while talking. This child is quite clingy to him. As long as he is at home, the little guy will pounce on him.
"It seems like this. How did you see it?" Zhou Zhigang asked in surprise. Zhou Bingkun's description of his physical symptoms was accurate, but he never told anyone.
"Haha, dad, my medical skills are pretty good. When I gave you acupuncture just now, I checked your pulse. I already know almost everything about your problem." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile. He has already recuperated Li Suhua's body. She will not need to drink traditional Chinese medicine in the future. She only needs to brew some chrysanthemum and wolfberry and drink it as tea.
But Zhou Zhigang's physical problems are more troublesome, and he needs to drink traditional Chinese medicine for a period of time to get good treatment and conditioning.
"So powerful?" Zhou Zhigang asked in shock. Although he knew that Zhou Bingkun's medical skills were very powerful, he had not yet experienced it personally. Now I feel it, what I said is so accurate!
"It's not bad. Dad, you have more health problems than my mother did at the beginning. Now you are learning to make medicine and drink it by yourself. When you go to the mountain city after the year, you will take the medicine pot and Chinese medicine with you and go there. Then drink. Don’t stop taking the medicine." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.
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Drink Chinese medicine. He also prescribed some Chinese medicine to Zheng Xiu and Zheng Guangming every year to help them regulate their bodies.
"No need for now. I'll take your pulse again when I go to your house in the second grade of junior high school." Zhou Bingkun said with a frown. Zheng Xiu's health is even worse and she has only a few years left to live.
She had suffered too much in the past, had spent too much time in her life, and her body had aged too much. Zhou Bingkun was at a loss what to do. He could only prescribe some medicine and go over for acupuncture from time to time to let her body recuperate a little.
"In the TV series, Zheng Xiu should have died in 1973. Now Zheng Xiu should be able to live to around 76 years." Zhou Bingkun thought. He has tried his best.
...
Thirty years old.
Morning.
"Bingkun, go up a little to the left, yes, go a little higher!" Zheng Juan shouted. Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan were busy posting couplets. The situation of their family is much better than that of "Into the Dust". Although it is not the same era.
No matter what age, there are particularly poor places and particularly poor families. Alas, I don’t know why?
Li Suhua makes dumplings at home.
Zhou Zhigang hugged Zhou Jiaping and ran around inside and outside. He kept laughing cheerfully, making Zhou Jiaping also laugh non-stop.
Happiness sounds simple, but simple happiness is always short-lived.
After posting the couplets, Zheng Juan helped Li Suhua make dumplings.
Zhou Bingkun started cooking.
Zhou Zhigang held Zhou Jiaping around the house.
Breakfast, several hard dishes.
At noon, there are several hard dishes.
The dishes at night are harder, and there are many things that ordinary people can't buy.
"Bingkun, isn't our food a bit too good?" Zhou Zhigang couldn't help but speak. Since he returned home, he has not eaten Bangzi Noodles and steamed buns. All he has eaten is white flour and rice. As for the dishes, there are several dishes at each meal, including meat and vegetables. They are all made by Zhou Bingkun and they are delicious.
"Dad, you finally come back, I'll definitely let you eat something good." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"It's not necessary, Bingkun, I'll just eat some stick noodles, and let Ping'er, Zheng Juan, and your mother eat white flour steamed buns." Zhou Zhigang said.
"His father, you don't know that since Bingkun became a doctor, our family has no shortage of white noodles. I haven't eaten stick noodles and steamed buns in more than two years. All the stick noodles in our family have been fed to chickens." Li Suhua said with a smile. .
"Really? Bingkun, are you taking advantage of the patient?" Zhou Zhigang asked with a frown. He was afraid that Zhou Bingkun would make mistakes.
….
"No, dad, don't think too much about it. You know I usually see the doctor in charge, and they always want to express their gratitude. They always give me tickets, etc., and I won't accept them if I don't like them.
So, it is much more convenient for me to buy things. "Zhou Bingkun Hanhu Road. He lied. He treats leaders and basically doesn't charge any money or tickets. Everything he brought home was bought with krypton gold.
"Is it given by the leader? You can't refuse this. They don't lack this thing. They can accept it as long as they accept it, but they cannot accept the benefits of ordinary people." Zhou Zhigang said.
"That's necessary, Dad, don't worry, I will definitely not accept the benefits from the common people." Zhou Bingkun promised.
"Bingkun, I didn't expect the conditions at home to be so good. I wanted to save some money at the construction site..." Zhou Zhigang said about the construction site.
"Dad, it's not easy for you outside. I'd like to toast you."
"Okay, this Fenjiu is delicious."
...
Zhou Bingyi’s side.
He and Hao Dongmei are married.
They also had New Year's Eve dinner together.
But their New Year's Eve dinner can't compare with Zhou Bingkun's.
Their staple food is steamed buns.
The dishes are cabbage stewed with vermicelli and a meat dish with few slices of meat in it.
"Bingyi, there are ten dumplings in total, six for you and four for me." The dumplings are also filled with plain fillings.
"Dongmei, you eat eight and I eat two."
A few dumplings, Hao Dongmei and Zhou Bing
Let each other eat. Their New Year's Eve dinner was a bit shabby.
At this time, someone came outside.
"Bingyi, Dongmei, the party is about to begin, come quickly."
"Here we come!" Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei happily went to the party.
...
Guizhou, in the mountains.
Wild vegetables, rice, pheasant, bacon.
Feng Huacheng and Zhou Rong's New Year's Eve dinner was quite sumptuous, but it couldn't compare with Zhou Bingkun's.
"Zhou Rong, you have eaten all these white flour steamed buns, I will just eat rice." Feng Huacheng said. They are short of bread here. The white noodles they ate were given by Zhou Zhigang.
"Huacheng, why don't you eat some white flour steamed buns too?" Zhou Rong said.
She and Feng Huacheng were living well in the mountains, but they were a little deserted.
At this time, a person came.
"Feng Huacheng, you xxxx" This is the person who performs the task of supervising Feng Huacheng. He is educating Feng Huacheng.
Feng Huacheng listened to the instruction honestly, bowing his head and nodding from time to time. He had given in completely, like an obedient dog.
After scolding Feng Huacheng, the man smiled at Zhou Rong and said, "Teacher Zhou, it's Chinese New Year. This is a little thought of mine. I just picked up a pheasant." He set a trap in the mountains and caught several pheasants.
"No need..." Zhou Rong said something polite and reluctantly accepted it.
...
The three brothers and sisters of the Zhou family eat different things for their New Year’s Eve dinner, so each has its own taste.
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