Sign in: Take a group of old people to learn how to cultivate immortals

"Daughter, Mom has something to ask you..."

"Mom, why are you being polite to me? Tell me something."

"Buy me some medicinal materials, it may be a bit expensive."

"Medicine? Mom, are you sick? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No, Mom wants to make alchemy."

"What??? Mom, speak up!"

Similar calls were made from the Xicheng Nursing Home to a radius of [-] kilometers.

When the children heard that their parents wanted to make alchemy, they were a little dumbfounded. When they heard the price of medicinal materials, they were even more surprised, thinking that their parents must have met a liar.

So they called Dean Lin one after another to ask what was going on with their parents over there.

Dean Lin couldn't explain this clearly, so they could only let them communicate with the elderly at home.

So on the weekend, hundreds of middle-aged couples rushed to the Xicheng Nursing Home at the same time, and saw their parents lining up in the backyard waiting for alchemy.

Uncle Wang's family was well-off, and the next day Wang Jinshun brought over twenty herbs that the old man asked for by name, so he was also the first person to borrow the Jiulong Danding for alchemy.

Seeing the old father with black hair, standing next to the alchemy furnace, shaking his cattail fan, and introducing his alchemy experience to the people next to him, Wang Jinshun had a very complicated expression.

Although I don't know if my father's hair has been dyed, but the spiritual head does look much better.

It's just that being watched by hundreds of people like this, he always feels his face is hot, and he is afraid of being regarded as crazy.

So he quietly stepped forward to persuade: "Dad, can you stop messing around? What's the age of this, what kind of pills are you making!"

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about! Tell you, no one can stop me from making alchemy, or I will sever the father-son relationship with you!" Wang Dezhu blew his beard and stared angrily, twisted a bunch of black hair and said: "See? My white Your hair has already turned black, and in a few years, believe it or not, I will give birth to a younger brother for you!"

Wang Jinshun said dumbfoundedly: "Dad, what are you kidding, I'm almost the age of a grandfather, you want to give me a younger brother?"

Wang Jinshun is also a child of old age, and his emotional experience is quite cadenced.

When I was young, I talked with several girlfriends, but they failed. Later, I found someone who could see each other and got married, but I still couldn’t have children. After a few years, I went to the hospital for an examination and found out the number of abortions that woman had. Too many and have lost their fertility.

This made Wang Jinshun angry, and started to divorce after returning home, but the woman refused to live or die unless she gave her half of the furniture city.

That private city was Wang Jinshun's pre-marital property. After working hard for more than ten years, of course he didn't want to, so the couple went to court for several more years before the dust settled.

By the time I got married again, I was already 34 years old.

Fortunately, things went smoothly this time, and a fat boy was born in the second year of marriage.

It's a pity that the son is only five years old, but he is already 40 years old and has entered the ranks of middle-aged people.

Now that the old father actually said that he would give birth to a younger brother, wouldn't his son be five years older than his uncle?
The sons of the elder brother's family are already married and going to the third party, so do you still call that little kid the third uncle?

Isn't it a joke to spread the word!
Uncle Wang is also very hot-tempered, and he will start to act rascally when his neck is stalked: "Then I don't care, if you don't buy me medicinal materials to make alchemy, I will give you a younger brother, what do you want!"

Other children are also persuading their elders. After all, it costs two to three million yuan to refine a furnace of pills, which is not affordable for everyone.

Those old people can only envy others and sigh.

Fortunately, there are quite a few wealthy elderly people in the nursing home. In one day, they refined more than 2000 rejuvenation pills. The old people present are not selfish people. Those who don’t buy medicinal materials for alchemy at home can do it more or less Divide as few as possible.

The two days of Saturday and Sunday became a large alchemy visit day, and by Monday, few people came.

Those who should be busy with work should be busy with work.

It was another morning when the birds were singing, and the sky began to drizzle, but there were exclamations one after another in the nursing home.

"Wow, my white hair...is half black!"

"I also have fewer wrinkles and age spots on my face."

"Today, my legs and feet seem to be much more agile than before..."

Satisfactory changes continued to appear among Zhao Sen's disciples. Some elderly patients with cardiovascular disease healed without treatment, while others with rheumatism and arthralgia improved greatly.

Facts speak louder than words.

Those old professors, old teachers, and seniors with higher education couldn't sit still, and asked the people around them whether it was true or not.

Although they are all old people half buried in the soil, who doesn't want to live a few more years?
So the rest of the old people came to Zhao Sen and asked to enroll in the class to practice qigong and alchemy together.

Even Dean Lin couldn't sit still.

He took care of his wife and raised two lovers outside. Although he was only in his 50s, he had already been hollowed out by wine and sex.

Baldness, alcoholic liver, fatty liver, smoky lungs, enlarged spleen... Every year I go to the hospital for an examination, and I can fill half a page with all kinds of chronic diseases that are not fatal in the short term, but definitely not beneficial.

That night, he also quietly came to Zhao Sen's room.

Right now, Zhao Sen lives in the dormitory on the fifth floor, and he still lives alone, which is just convenient for Dean Lin.

He shyly took a chair and sat down. He smiled and asked Zhao Sen who was meditating to refine the medicine: "Um...Xiao Zhao, do you still accept people in your qigong class? What kind of pill did you make? Can you teach me?"

"It's full!" Zhao Sen said without opening his eyes.

"No, I see that you have taken in quite a few apprentices today, and I'm not too many to add. Let's discuss it. Don't be so unkind, hehehe..."

"It's really full, there are too many people, and I can't teach."

Half a month ago, this old guy pointed at his nose and scolded him, telling him to get the hell out, but now he begged to come to his door, how could he accept it easily.

Dean Lin is also thick-skinned, even if he is angry in his heart, in order to improve his physical condition, he has to beg in a low voice: "Xiao Zhao, don't do this, at worst I pay some registration fee, you can add me. "

"You can teach more than 100 people, and I don't bother you every day, mainly because of that Dan..."

At first, he wanted to spend money to buy it, but those old guys were all covered up like treasures, and they wouldn't sell it anyway.

Those who have money to make alchemy at home are not short of his three melons and two dates. If the family has no money, they will eat the elixir as soon as they get it, and they can't keep it at all.

He had no choice but to be so cheeky as to beg Zhao Sen.

But I didn't expect this kid to be stubborn and refused to let go. Could it be that he has to kneel down to worship his teacher at such an old age?

Zhao Sen opened his eyes a little, and said with a sneer, "It's fine if you want to get started. According to the traditional apprenticeship ceremony, you should kowtow three times first."

"This..." Dean Lin was a little bit stuck, this kid actually asked himself to kowtow to him?

Damn, kick your nose on your face!