The young man in the countryside worshiped the hermit doctor as his teacher and learned the ancient lost traditional Chinese medicine 24

(the picture has nothing to do with the text, the story is pure fiction)

Niu Xiaole is a rural doctor who has inherited his grandfather's mantle to practice medicine in the village. Young women in the village, flowers in neighboring villages, and little widows returning to their hometown all come to him to see a doctor.

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When he heard Niu Dafu say this, he kept shaking his head.

"Niu Dafu, you are an ungrateful fellow. As soon as my ninth master passed away, you vilified him like this. Heaven and earth have a conscience. People are watching. Sooner or later, you will be damned. Talk first. I have to feed the fish."

"cut, feed your fish. I'm telling the truth. Which one do you say you are a doctor to prove? you haven't even finished the first year of junior high school, and you haven't even entered the gate of the health school. Why do you say you're a doctor? do you have a medical certificate?"

Niu Xiaole wanted to ignore him, but the man was too bullying and looked back at him.

"Why are you looking at me? I asked you, do you have a medical certificate? If you have it, show it to me. "

With that, he held out his hand.

"I'm a little magic doctor, and I have a reputation. Do I need to prove it? You said that no one knows anything about the old immortals outside. "

", the little magic doctor? Are you kidding me? The ninth master is old and I don't want to say any more. If you want to see a doctor, go to school obediently and don't be fooling around in this village. That leader Su, let's go back and don't give these two-and-a-half common sense. "

Su Hanxiao was in no hurry to speak at this time, but he had a good impression of Xiao Le, or at least he thought he was a lovely person.

And the village head is, of course, an old quack, definitely not as simple as it seems.

Just when Niu Xiaole was about to argue about why, he smiled and said, "Xiao Le, go back and feed the fish first. Let's have lunch together."

"all right, Sister Hsiao, I'll go first."

Then he smiled at Niu Dafu and said, "Uncle, I'll see you later?"

"what a fart!"

"Tut-tut, how ugly it is to keep saying fart in your mouth. Don't forget that you are the head of our village. I think if you go on like this, you, the village chief, should sit on your head."

Without waiting for him to fight back, he drove off on his motorcycle.

"you son of a bitch."

Niu Dafu's face turned green with anger, but of course his face was still red and swollen at this time.

"Chief Niu, what's wrong with your face?"

"Oh, it's all right. Didn't you say there was a heavy rain these days? So I wanted to sleep by the river in the field, and as soon as there was water, I would have the land watered, or else the corn would die of drought. " The old boy is really an old Youtiao, packaging himself very great.

"Oh, I see. Is it the case that a good village head like you is not seen in a hundred years?"

"well, it's not easy to be a farmer. You see, the old men in this village have all gone to work in the city. If I don't be careful, the land will still be wasted. That's what I'm supposed to do."

Mother Danhua listened at this time, the heart is also very happy, because these official words, are his mother Danhua taught him to say.

If this Niu Dafu had not been for his wife, she would have been masturbated. Fortunately, this woman was born in a peasant family. If she had been born in a precious family, she would have become a figure like Wu Zetian.

"all right, stop talking. Let's go home and cool off."

After arriving home, the mother Danhua pretended to be very obedient, serving tea, pouring water and washing fruit.

At this time, Su Hanxiao wanted to give them the gift, when he found the gift in the electric motorcycle car.

"well, you guys talk first. I'm going to cook. Leader Su, what do you want to eat? there are cucumbers, eggplant, and two vegetable gourds at home. Fried pumpkins are fine."

"Auntie, I can do anything, or stir-fry gourd vegetables. I can't eat much anyway."

At this time, Niu Dafu, like an uncle, cleared his throat: "that flower, get him eight plates and eight bowls, and then open Egg & vegetable soup. After all, you can't stir-fry a dish on the first day of our leader Su's visit, can you?" Hurry up, some of the dishes have been fried. "

Mother Dan spent that gas, thinking to return eight dishes and eight bowls, you take the money to buy ah.

"No, just stir-fry a gourd vegetable, or open an Egg & vegetable soup."

As soon as the mother Danhua heard this, she hurriedly walked over.

That Niu Dafu is still putting on a show: "Hua, you listen to me carefully, eight plates and eight bowls, don't eat if you can't make it."

The mother Danhua glared back at him, meaning that you old boy really regard yourself as a man and see how I will deal with you in the future.

Su Hanxiao looked at his house at this time. The building was a two-story building, spacious and bright, and the courtyard was also square. At a glance, it was not an ordinary family.

"Uncle, your house must cost a lot of money, right? Does it look like a cottage?

This boy has been the head of the village for more than ten years, and of course he knows very well that he can't tell the truth.

"it's not like a cottage, it's all built blindly. My house doesn't cost much. One of my classmates runs a brick factory, and the price is cheap. The car that pulls bricks is from our door, and when the house is built, we don't hire a construction team. They all took advantage of the Spring Festival to ask the villagers in the village to help build it. It cost a total of only tens of thousands of yuan. "

When speaking, his face deliberately showed a look of helplessness.

"if someone else is allowed to build it, it will cost at least hundreds of thousands of yuan. If you think about me, an ordinary citizen, how can I have so much money? I still borrow tens of thousands of yuan from relatives and friends. Don't think that the village head makes more money. I make less than 900 yuan a month."

Han roared "Oh" and then watched.

The big Fuqing cleared his throat and then said.

"if I hadn't been so old, I would have gone to the city to do odd jobs like everyone else. You see, there are two or three cars in our village, and I still ride permanent bicycles."