Siheyuan: From a master of traditional Chinese medicine to a legend in the world

The aunt was anxious: "Old Yi, what's wrong with our house?"

"What happened? It must have been taken back by the higher-ups again!"

The old man saw the anxious look on the old mother's face, so he had no choice but to explain what happened just now.

After finishing speaking, the uncle said with a bitter face: "That's the way it is. I did this for the sake of our sons."

"Think about it, old lady, we are too old to help the children for the rest of our lives!"

The big mother couldn't listen to the big man's explanation at all.

She widened her eyes angrily: "Okay, okay, don't tell me so nicely!"

"Old Yi, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"I've been married to you for so many years, how can I not understand you? I know what fart you are going to fart even if you take off your pants!"

The aunt snorted coldly: "Aren't you just trying to re-establish your prestige in the yard, and want to let the big guys remember you!"

"You, you, just for your little selfish desire, you built the three houses we left to our son!"

"Old Yi, old Yi, let me tell you what's good about you! You are getting more and more confused the older you are!"

Angrily poking the old man's forehead with his finger.

The uncle knew he was in the wrong, and he had no temper at all when he was poked.

He wanted to quibble, but he couldn't say anything about Big Mom at all.

I had no choice but to admit it aggrievedly: "Yes, I did think about myself a little bit, but I also really think about our son!"

"Besides, before I gave up the house, how could I have thought that you would have given birth to eight children in your life?"

"And they are all with targets. You said that if there are a few daughters among the eight, it is better than all sons!"

When the aunt heard this, she became even more angry: "The doctors have already said that it is not a woman's decision to have a boy or a girl, it is you men who decide."

"It's good for you, but you want to rely on me again, dreaming!"

"I don't care, you go and get the house back for me."

"Who are the gang living in our yard, don't you understand?"

"If the house makes them happy, can they return it to our son?"

The uncle nodded again and again: "Yes, old lady, you are right!"

"I'll go back right now, and take back the house before they move in!"

As the uncle spoke, he got up and was about to leave.

At this moment, a burst of children's cries sounded.

The old man was startled suddenly, and when he looked back, he saw the son with "3" written on the swaddling baby crying.

The first mother hurriedly supported the bed and sat up straight: "Old Yi, take a quick look, why the third child is crying."

The uncle came to the child, looked at the child's small body, and didn't know how to hug him.

The big mother watched her son's face turn red from crying, and scolded angrily: "You should pick him up and have a look, that's your son, what are you afraid of!"

The old man gritted his teeth and brought the third son to the big mother.

"Hurry up and breastfeed your son, he must be hungry!"

The first mother immediately tore off her clothes and fed the baby.

But after feeding for a long time, the child was still crying.

The uncle was anxious: "What's the matter, why is he still crying?"

The aunt is also anxious: "Then it must be old and there is not enough milk. Why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and buy milk powder?"

The uncle stared wide-eyed: "Milk powder? How expensive is milk powder? We have eight children in our family. How many meals can we eat with that can of milk powder?"

"No matter how rich you are, you can't afford such a construction!"

At this moment, the son who wrote No. [-] on the bed also cried "wow".

I haven't waited for the uncle and the mother to react.

In the next second, the sons who wrote one, two, four, six, seven, and eight on their swaddling babies cried together.

It was like an octet, one after another.

Moreover, the sound is louder than the sound!

The aunt yelled anxiously: "Hurry up, you haven't cooked rice soup to bring back, and it must be too late to cook it now, you hurry up and buy two cans of milk powder and come back!"

The old man was so dizzy from the crying of his eight sons that he ran out to buy milk powder as soon as he gritted his teeth.

After running all the way, I finally bought two cans of milk powder.

As soon as I entered the corridor of the inpatient department, I heard the octet played by my sons, just like a competition whose voice is louder.

At this moment, the big mother is patting the sons back and forth with both hands.

Coaxing the second child for a while, coaxing the fourth child for a while, until he was sweating profusely.

Seeing the uncle coming in, her eyes lit up immediately: "Old Yi, you are back."

"Pour water quickly, and make milk powder for your son quickly."

The uncle agreed with a "hey" while busying around in a hurry.

It was also the first time for him to make milk powder, and he accidentally spilled a spoonful with a trembling hand.

The big mother was anxiously cursing at the side: "You prodigal old man, you can't even make milk powder well."

"Hurry up, hurry up and clean up!"

The old man was already in a hurry, but after being scolded by the big mother, he became even more flustered.

He directly grabbed the milk powder that fell on the table with his hands and put it in the bowl.

The big mother scolded even louder: "Old Yi, your hands are not clean, and you are actually scratching them with your hands. Are there any bacteria?"

The uncle suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and he felt like he was going to collapse.

The big mother scolded and the child cried, making his head dizzy from the noise.

After finally soaking a bowl of milk powder, he brought it to the big mother sweating profusely: "It's ready, it's not hot, hurry up and feed it."

The first mother stared at a bowl of milk powder, her eyes almost popping out.

"Old Yi, I think you are trying to anger me, right?"

The uncle looked confused: "I, what happened to me?"

The first mother scolded: "Open your eyes wide, our son is only so old, can he drink directly from the bowl?"

"Are you trying to choke them to death? Hurry up and get a spoon!"

The uncle immediately turned around with a bitter face, took the spoon on the table, and handed it to the old lady: "Let's go down."

Seeing the old man standing there, the aunt got angry and said, "What are you still doing here?"

"Is there only one son in our family? Why don't you hurry up and make another bowl, can I feed it by myself?"

The uncle gritted his back molars, endured his anger and quickly made another bowl, and each of them hugged a child to breastfeed.

Where did the uncle do such a delicate thing, feeding his son until he coughed.

The aunt taught the aunt to breastfeed the child while cursing.

The more you scold, the worse it sounds, the uncle is almost useless after being scolded.

After working hard for a long time, the two finally fed all the children.

If the aunt hadn't taught the granny to feed them according to the serial number, the granny wouldn't even be able to remember who was fed just now.

Octuplets look almost identical.

Especially when they were just born, their eyes were closed, and they could only cry at the top of their lungs.

The crying little face was flushed, and she couldn't recognize who was who at all, they all looked the same.

After feeding the last child, the old man slumped down on the chair tiredly.

The first mother urged: "Okay, you go back and get the house back, you are not needed here."

The uncle waved his hand: "Don't, don't worry, let me take a breath, take a breath"

Before the word "Qi" was uttered, the third child suddenly burst into tears again.

The uncle and the mother looked at each other, both of them looked confused: "Isn't he the first one to feed him just now? Why are you crying again?"

Just then, a bad smell came over.

The uncle sniffed his nose suddenly: "Old lady, why do I smell shit?"

The first mother stared at him suddenly: "Our third child is messed up, hurry up, clean up for him!"

The uncle climbed up from the chair with a speechless face, what the hell did I do in my last life!