Qiao Nianyao was making braised lamb chops at home. Halfway through, the little old man came with a medicine box.
"Is it cold along the way?" Qiao Nianyao said with a smile.
"It's definitely cold, but it won't make me cold," the little old man said.
His body was warm, but what he cared about was: "What did you do? It smells so good?"
The aroma of the meatballs hasn't completely dissipated yet.
Qiao Nianyao brought him a plate and said, "Eat it first. I'll put a food box for you when you get back. You can take it back and eat it slowly."
The little old man was not polite, because it was so delicious, but he only ate a few. After he was satisfied, he came in to check Song Qingfeng's legs.
His focus was on Song Qingfeng's legs.
"What's going on lately? Are you feeling more and more obvious?" the little old man asked as he put the medicine box aside.
Song Qingfeng nodded, "I always feel a tingling sensation in the middle of the night, just like ants biting me."
It was just a slight feeling at first, but over the next few days there was always this numb and itchy feeling.
The little old man took off his pants and gave his disciple-in-law a detailed inspection.
After a while, the little old man's face showed a look of surprise, "Your kneecap has recovered one-fifth!"
Originally, the entire kneecap was broken, but now one-fifth of the kneecap has healed. Although most of it is still fragmented, there are signs of healing as a whole.
Song Qingfeng's face also showed joy, "Except for the numbness, I don't feel much else."
The little old man said nonchalantly: "Of course you can't feel anything. The nerves above you are all dead, so you can't have much consciousness."
Song Qingfeng understood.
The little old man began to check the meridians and acupuncture points on his legs again, "Do you feel this?"
"No."
"What about here?"
"have!"
The little old man continuously checked the nerves and veins of other acupuncture points, and he was almost able to conclude, "The nerves in your legs are the same as your kneecaps. They have also recovered to one-fifth of their original state. We will look at the rest later, but you You can look forward to it.”
When he found signs of recovery before, he still told his disciple-in-law not to have high hopes, but now he told his disciple-in-law to look forward to it.
In fact, the little old man was also very surprised, because the recovery was very fast. In just a short time, one-fifth of his body was recovered.
If this continues, there's no telling whether my disciple-in-law's legs will be as good as before.
But where did the mysterious power that restored his disciple-in-law come from, the little old man did not explore further.
Again, there are still some things in this world that are difficult for people to explore.
Song Qingfeng was obviously in a very agitated mood.
When Qiao Nianyao came in with mutton chops and steamed buns, she also saw the joy on his face, "Have you recovered a lot?"
"One fifth." Song Qingfeng looked at his wife.
Qiao Nianyao nodded, "Let's eat first, and then I'll give Daxian a chicken after that!"
The little old man, Song Qingfeng: "..."
"When I go to offer incense to Master next year, I will also make something good for Master and send it over to honor his old man." Qiao Nianyao added.
"As long as it comes to your mind, your master doesn't care much about this." The little old man said with satisfaction.
"It's just your will. What does Master like to eat? Master, please tell me so that I can prepare in advance when the time comes."
"Your master likes to eat pork ribs, sweet and sour pork ribs."
"I happen to have pork ribs at home. I'll make them for you to try, Master, some other time. If you think they taste good, I'll make them and send them to Master."
The little old man was very satisfied.
After eating the mutton chop and mutton soup, Qiao Nianyao packed a box of meatballs for her master, as well as two pounds of red dates, one pound of brown sugar, dried shrimps and dried kelp.
"What are you doing with so many of these?" said the little old man.
"Eat, boil the shrimp skin and boil it to make shrimp soup. Soak the dried kelp before eating. This is enough. There will be a lot after soaking. Cook it once in a while to add some nutrients."
The little old man has a coal stove. Last time he went to the city, he brought a lot of briquettes back for use. If he didn't go to the city, he would ask someone to bring them to him.
"This bacon is not bad. You can also cut some into the cabbage and stew it together on weekdays." Qiao Nianyao brought out the bacon again.
I also made a lot of bacon today, and got two pieces for the little old man.
"I ate and took them both." The little old man laughed.
He had eaten bacon once before with his master at a wealthy family's house.
That time he asked the master, what kind of meat is this? Does it taste so good?
The master told him this was bacon.
But he only ate it once, but with this disciple, he could eat any kind of meat.
"I bought a lot of meat today, but I won't bring you any other fresh meat. You just make boiled meat, which has no technical content at all and is not delicious. I will send it to you after I prepare it."
She had seen the little old man cooking and eating everything.
Although he was disliked by his disciple, the little old man smiled and said, "Okay, I'm going back."
"Slow down." Qiao Nianyao sent him out.
The little old man waved and left.
Qiao Nianyao packed up her house and brought a chicken to feed the weasel.
Since you want to sing a play, then sing the play to the end.
She is just an ordinary and pious little daughter-in-law who hopes that her husband will get better.
But this time she didn't call Ma Guilian, she came to feed her herself, but some people saw her, such as Aunt Song Jiu's daughter-in-law.
Qiao Nianyao remembered that her name was Wang Zhaodi.
Wang Zhaodi's eyes gleamed as soon as she saw her, and she gave Qiao Nianyao a look that said you understand, I understand, everyone understands, "You go ahead, I'll go back first."
She left without staying long, but she hid secretly to see what Qiao Nianyao was showing her filial piety. Qiao Nianyao pretended not to notice and started feeding the weasel.
Anyway, there are so many chickens in the space that we can’t finish them all, we can’t finish them at all.
Sure enough, Wang Zhaodi was asked to spread the news about Qiao Nianyao's worship in the past.
The daughter-in-law of Aunt Song Jiu's family is also a talkative woman. She always likes to hang out with Sister-in-law Lin and Sister-in-law Yang.
There is also a sister-in-law Zhao from the old Zhao family.
The old Zhao family who just wanted to climb over the wall and was beaten all over the floor by Qiao Nianyao was looking for Zhao Laosan's teeth.
The four women happened to live in the four directions of the village, southeast and northwest, and were called the four loudspeakers of the Red Flag Brigade.
"I knew she wouldn't give up. I would ask Mr. Ma to come over and see her legs!" Sister-in-law Yang snorted coldly.
Sister-in-law Lin and Sister-in-law Zhao also mocked, "No, even Wong Tai Sin is asking for it!"
Although they were envious of Qiao Nianyao's life, nothing could change Song Qingfeng's disability. She would have to carry Song Qingfeng's shit and urinate all her life!
"But don't ridicule, Wong Tai Sin is always responsive to requests. I gave birth to those three girls, and after sending four eggs to Da Xian'er, I gave birth to a son!" Wang Zhaodi is willing to go today!
"I secretly saw that she honored the Great Immortal with a whole chicken!" she continued.
