"Dad, you seem to hate drinking Chinese medicine."
Yuanyuan felt that the medicine was not bitter and she could still drink it with her eyes closed.
"Yes, I hate bitter tastes..."
Lu Zheng had also taken Chinese medicine before. He was sixteen years old at the time, the years when his bipolar disorder was most severe.
My mood is even more unstable than in the previous two years. I lose my mind emotionally and don't know what I am doing.
Once when the school asked for a copy of the household registration book, he went back to Lu's house to get it, but was left to have lunch.
During this period, Lu Chengxing spat into his bowl. He tried five or six times to no avail. He got so angry that he just dumped the rice on his head.
Lu Chengxing was almost two years old that year. He was so frightened that he cried loudly. Chen Yan cried and said that he wanted to kill his biological brother.
The father and son also had a big quarrel. Lu Chao accused him of being too violent and would not spare even an ignorant child.
Those words still ring in my ears to this day.
"I see you are really ill. Why are you so crazy at home? If you are sick, take medicine."
He actually realized that his mental state was not right, and was deeply hurt by these words.
At that time, he saw on the Internet that Chinese medicine could regulate emotions, so he went to a small clinic near his home to get medicine.
After checking his pulse, the Chinese medicine practitioner at the clinic looked at his tongue and asked about his daily condition.
It was said that he had been suffering from liver fire recently, so he was prescribed Chinese medicine for five days.
The medicine was bitter, astringent and a bit sour. He had not liked taking medicine since he was a child and could not stand bitter things.
After drinking it for three days, he felt bitterness in his mouth when he ate, and the wind felt bitter when he walked on the road.
But whether it is the pain from the medicine or the pain from the heart is no longer important.
Later, he became more and more anxious and irritable, and had trouble sleeping all night, which seriously affected his normal life.
Only then did I go to the hospital to see a psychiatrist and was diagnosed with bipolar disorder.
It had been so long that he had almost forgotten about it, but suddenly he thought about it again.
"Dad, you eat candy, it's sweet."
Yuanyuan peeled off the candy wrapper and handed the pink candy to his mouth.
The sweet flavor is rose lychee.
evening--
The servant brought a pack of cold medicine and a bowl of Chinese medicine. The Chinese medicine was for the child to drink.
"Why did it suddenly change?"
Lu Zheng drank the Ganmaoling granule. It was sweet and slightly bitter, which could be ignored.
"The old gentleman said that you don't like to drink traditional Chinese medicine, so he changed the medicine for you." the servant replied
How does grandpa know that he doesn't like to drink traditional Chinese medicine?
Lu Zheng looked at the child, a little suspicious that she had ventilated his grandfather.
Jingle Bell--
The landline phone in the room rang, it was Mr. Lu calling.
"grandfather!"
"Zheng, if you don't like to drink Chinese medicine, just tell me. There is no need to hide with the child. Grandpa is not a stubborn person."
"Grandpa, how do you know..."
"The medicine I gave you and the child are different. There are marks on the bottom of the bowl."
Mr. Lu clarified his doubts. Adults and children should use different dosages of medication, so they need to be distinguished.
"..."
Lu Zheng looked at Yuanyuan who was looking at him with big eyes. Fortunately, he answered the phone first, otherwise he would have wronged her.
"You can be happy here as long as you want. I'm giving you Chinese medicine just to make you feel better soon.
If it makes you feel uncomfortable, that's not Grandpa's intention. "
Mr. Lu sighed, hoping that he could express what he was unhappy about instead of keeping it in his heart.
"Ok, I know…"
Lu Zheng found that he had been a little emotional recently, and his nose couldn't stop feeling sore after hearing these words.
After lying in the bedroom for two days, the father and daughter were cured of their colds.
The snow outside also stopped, and the surrounding businesses opened their doors one after another.
Lu Zheng drove his children to the city for shopping. H City's pastries are very famous, they are small and exquisite in appearance and taste very authentic.
Buy some to give to friends and pack some gift boxes for New Year greetings.
Several friends who had invested in him before came to visit him.
There was a lion dancer in the city square, and the father and daughter pulled over to watch.
Yuanyuan saw everything was new and applauded from the sidelines.
There is also a temple fair in the market in the evening, with pastries, snacks and toys that children like.
The father and daughter visited everything they could.
After living in the countryside until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Lu Zheng took his children back to the city.
On the national highway, their car passed by Lu Chao's car, and the other party did not notice them.
Yuanyuan was sitting in the back row counting her lucky money, and her great-grandfather gave her a big red envelope.
"Dad, let me treat you to dinner!"
She clutched the money and crossed her legs generously, her chubby cheeks were as pink as a New Year doll.
"OK!"
Lu Zheng looked through the rearview mirror and saw the child using money as a fan. His innocent look was really cute.
"Dad, won't you send me a red envelope?"
Yuanyuan tilted her head to look at him and winked at him.
"How many do you want?"
"Whatever, it's love if you split it into two pieces."
"I'll give it to you when I get back. You still have a lot of red envelopes to receive this year."
Lu Zheng wanted to laugh when he heard her words. The child really has a talent for being a comedian.
"real?"
Yuanyuan touched her purse that was bulging with money, her round eyes shining brightly.
"Do you like money that much?"
Lu Zheng felt that she was like a little money addict who wanted to sleep with the money in her hands.
"I like it, but a little less than I like my father."
"..."
Lu Zheng said nothing, the smile in his eyes was about to overflow.
Back in the city, the father and daughter loaded a car full of gifts to pay New Year greetings.
The Lu family has many relatives, and they will all be useful in the future.
He has made some achievements now, and those who were not optimistic about him in the past are slowly changing their attitudes.
When he came to see him with his children, he was very warmly received and gave the children red envelopes before leaving.
Having paid New Year greetings so many times, Yuanyuan is already familiar with this process.
Say no, no, no, no, then open your purse and let them stuff it in.
I brought many gifts to Li Yan's house, including Mrs. Li's favorite lotus cakes and donkey-hide gelatin cakes.
In previous years, when he went to see his grandfather, he would bring her some snacks.
"It turns out to be your child. No wonder he looked familiar that day."
Mrs. Li called the father and daughter in and brought snacks for the children to eat.
As she got older, she couldn't stand the commotion, so she liked such quiet and well-behaved children.
The godfather’s house was very big, so Yuanyuan followed him to visit his study and bedroom.
Li Yan has been outstanding since he was a child, and his family has too many trophies and certificates to put away.
The little guy doesn’t know what this is for, but it sounds awesome anyway.
He was eight years older than Lu Zheng. Mrs. Li looked at the child and couldn't help but urge him a few more words.
But now he speaks with great weight at home, and he can get by with just a few words.
After the New Year, Yuanyuan received more than 80,000 red envelopes and put a thick stack in the safe.
When kindergarten starts, the hottest topic among everyone is: How much New Year's money did you receive this year?
Most of the children can't count how much it is, and use their hands to indicate how thick it is.
The company is relocating after the new year, and there is a backlog of things to deal with.
Lu Zheng was extremely busy and often worked overtime until very late.
When he comes home at night and opens the door, the first person who pounces on him must be his children.
"Why are you not sleeping?"
Lu Zheng touched her head and picked her up skillfully.
"Waiting for daddy..."
Yuanyuan had to wait for him to come home every day before she would sleep, otherwise she would sit in the living room all the time.
Sister-in-law Wang also tried to coax her to sleep, but she had to wait for her father.
