80s Taoism

"Really useful?"

Everyone in the room, including Zhang Youping, was also staring at the changes in Zhang Shicai. Although Zhang Youping drank the water that turned into a baby, but speaking from the bottom of his heart, how could he easily believe that the water that was transformed casually, just like playing house, would really be so effective. This time it was brought to Zhang Shicai to drink, it was purely a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Gudong!

Zhang Shicai actually drank up the water in the bowl in one gulp, making a thud.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise for a while.

"It really works. It's amazing!" Zhang Dechun scratched the back of his head, a little puzzled.

At this time, Zhang Enzhong ran in from outside panting, "Stupid, stupid secretary." Because of panting, he called the word "spring" into the word "stupid".

"How is it? Did the hospital send an ambulance?" Zhang Dechun glared at Zhang Enzhong angrily. Seeing that Zhang Enzhong looked like a revolutionary hero, he didn't bother with him.

"Doctor, the hospital fucking refuses to come, saying that the roads in our village are so bad that cars can't get in." Zhang Enzhong took a few breaths before saying.

"I knew the hospital was unreliable. Didn't I tell you that if the hospital refused to send a car, wouldn't you ask the township government to call a tractor to come in?" Zhang Dechun knew that Zhang Enzhong had come running back, so he must have not called a car.

"Those bastards refused to come in, saying that our village usually doesn't allow tractors from other villages to pull goods, and they wouldn't come in. It's all because of Liu Qianwang's game day. He dominated the whole village by himself, and the village's cars from outside the village were not allowed to come in. Fortunately, they can't get a car from the village. No one will come in no matter how much money they have." Presumably, he was also offended by Liu Qianwang to death.

"From now on, Qianwang can't let Qianwang mess around with this matter." Zhang Dechun was very annoyed. But it's too late to say anything now.

On the side, Luo Ximei's excited shouts made the atmosphere in the room lively.

"Shicai, Shicai!"

When everyone looked at Zhang Shicai, Zhang Shicai's only eye had already opened, "Mother, why are there so many people here?"

"Cub! You are finally alive!" Luo Ximei worried for a whole day, and the sadness in her heart was finally released.

"Mother, don't cry. Am I fine?" Zhang Shicai still didn't understand what was going on.

"Today is really thanks to Youping. If it weren't for him, you would have reported to the King of Hell. Your wound has done evil, and your body is burning (described as a severe high fever). Youping helped you melt a bowl of water, drink it, and you will wake up." Luo Ximei looked at Zhang Youping gratefully.

"Yeah, thanks to Youping today."

"Youping, is it true that your water was melted by a beggar?"

"That beggar is probably Mei Shanshui Master. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so powerful."

"That's right, I couldn't believe it at first. I didn't expect this water to be so magical."

"The real Meishanshui master is so powerful. Ma Wulang can only be regarded as a three-legged cat's kung fu. Of course, the water he transformed is useless, but the water transformed by the real Meishanshui master is more effective than special medicine."

...

The people in the village were all talking about Zhang Youping.

Zhang Youping said hastily, "Don't talk about this, let's check first to see if Shicai's fever has subsided?"

"You don't need to look at this, just look at Shicai's complexion, it's completely different from before, the fever must have subsided." Zhang Dechun took a look and said very confidently.

"Brother Youping, today is thanks to you. I feel much more comfortable now. There should be nothing wrong. Thanks to everyone's concern, I have died twice today. I survived a catastrophe. No matter what, I will live well in the future." Zhang Shicai thought about it, and his heart was open-minded.

"That's right, there is no hurdle in this world to overcome. As long as you want to open up and recover from your injury, go find a way to make money. Life will always get better and better." Zhang Youping encouraged.

"Brother Youping, don't worry. I won't think about it anymore." Zhang Shicai smiled at Zhang Youping.

Seeing that Zhang Shicai was fine, Zhang Youping wanted to leave. Now Zhang Shicai's family is very difficult, and he can't stay at their house for dinner. Holding the blue and white ceramic bowl, I want to go home.

"Brother Youping, let's go after eating." Zhang Shicai hastily shouted.

"No, no, no, you are too busy, and we didn't help much, what to eat? Shicai is in good health. I'll go back first." Zhang Youping knew what was going on at Zhang Shicai's house, so how could he have dinner at their house?

Luo Ximei hurriedly went to the room to grab a can of citrus canned in glass. This thing is definitely a rare commodity in the countryside. She would only go to the department store in the town to buy a few cans when she was visiting patients. When Zhang Shicai was hospitalized last time, some relatives bought some canned food when they visited the hospital.

"Take it back and give it to the beggar." Luo Ximei forced it into Zhang Youping's hand.

Zhang Youping originally wanted to decline, but after thinking about it, he accepted it, "Then I will thank you for the beggar."

"Thank you. Let beggars come to our house to play more. The grapes are almost ripe. If he wants to eat, he can come and pick anytime." Luo Ximei laughed. No matter how Zhang Jiaohua brought the water, it doesn't matter, what is important is that Zhang Jiaohua saved her cub's life, which is equivalent to saving her life and her family. She knew that without him, she would not be able to live. Ever since her man passed away, cubs have been the reason for her to live. How difficult it is for a woman to be a widow and bring up her child, how much heartache she needs to pay, how many tears she needs to swallow, only she knows.

Life is like a few crooked cypress trees beside the mouth of the well in the village, even if they are bent, they will leave a dark green in the world. That is the only hope in life.

Zhang Jiaohua began to feel the beauty of life now, he likes to eat oranges, and sugar water, and now the two things he likes are mixed together, how good this taste is, you can tell by listening to the squeaky sound of his drink.

"Is it delicious? How about giving it to mother?" Liu Qiaoye saw Zai Zai eating with so much relish, so she leaned over to test it out.

"Okay." Zhang Jiaohua agreed, and then scooped up a piece of orange with a spoon and brought it to her mother's mouth.

Seeing Zai Zai being so forthright, Liu Qiaoye's heart was sweeter than eating honey, and the smile on his face was brighter than the flowers in the field, "Good boy, mother doesn't want to eat, eat more."

"Mother eats it." Zhang Jiaohua insisted, he wanted his mother to share his sweetness. This is the most delicious thing in the world, and my mother wants to taste it too.

Liu Qiaoye really ate the most delicious food in the world, and this one bite might be enough for her to remember for a lifetime.

After Zhang Jiaohua fed his mother, he gave a piece of orange to his father who was making him a water gun on the threshold. Dad ate it readily, and laughed, "It's delicious!"

Happiness does not need a lot of money, happiness may be simple. Only by savoring the taste of life slowly can one understand the way.

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