The Strongest Dad in the 1980s: Fu Bao is the daughter of Heaven

Uncle Zhang did not tell his two sons about the treatment he gave Tangtang.

After agreeing, Chen Feng was not so sad and left with hope.

Before leaving, he comforted Uncle Zhang's two sons, "Uncle, don't worry, my uncle will definitely get better."

Both of them smiled and nodded at him, but they both knew very well that the doctor had already issued a diagnosis, and even if they were well fed and in a good mood, they would only live for a month or two at most.

Unless, a miracle happens.

For ordinary people, this kind of miracle means that the sun has to come out from the west to have this effect.

As for Chen Feng, after taking Tangtang and Chen's mother out of the house, he was curious about how Tangtang would treat Uncle Zhang.

"Tangtang, what can you do to save your uncle? Is it the medicine we collected before?"

Tangtang nodded.

But she also added, "There are others."

"What else?"

Tangtang responded: "Pig's feet."

"Pig's feet?" Chen Feng was stunned.

Tangtang nodded.

Chen Feng thought he was going to buy pork to eat, but Tangtang shook his head.

Until she got home, she pointed to the pig in the pigsty, pointed to the position of its trotters, and said: "This is it, this is it!"

What she wants is not the pig's trotter meat, but the shell of the pig's trotter.

Chen Feng was a little confused when he saw the pig's trotters stepping on the ground every day, even on pig feces.

He opened his mouth, "Really...really want to add this?"

Tangtang nodded, "Add this, hurry up!"

Pig's hooves are definitely smelly, but for ordinary people, pig's hooves are useless.

Chen Feng was able to find a place to sell pork at that time.

With that said, he was about to go out to get the pig's hooves.

Before leaving, he asked Tangtang, "If you need anything else, tell me. I'll get it all back later."

Tangtang shook her head, "No more."

When Chen Feng came back, he brought a bunch of pig hooves with him.

These things are not meat, and they are smelly. They are all things that others want to throw away.

So Chen Feng had already gotten a lot without spending any money.

When Chen Feng arrived home, Tangtang stood at the door, covering her nose and not daring to approach him.

"It stinks, it stinks!"

Chen Feng said with a smile: "These pig's hooves must be smelly, they step on feces every day."

Chen Feng was wondering, could this thing be used as medicine? So stinky.

But out of trust in Tangtang, he still did it.

Afterwards, Chen Feng took the trouble to clean the pig's trotters with a brush.

After all, it stinks!

Mother Chen was helping, but Tangtang stayed far away.

She dislikes it because it stinks!

When Chen's mother saw him, she was extremely happy, "This child, stay far away."

She looked at the pig's trotters she was washing in her hands, and couldn't help but say, "It would be great if these things could really cure your uncle Zhang's disease. It wouldn't take much trouble if we just brush them more."

Chen Feng nodded.

But he still chose to believe Tangtang.

"Mom, I believe Tangtang can do it."

Of course, even if Tangtang really couldn't cure Uncle Zhang, he had no regrets and tried his best.

The mother and son spent the whole afternoon just brushing these pig hooves. Someone passed by and wondered what they were doing with so many smelly things.

Chen Feng only smiled and replied: "Eat!"

The man covered his nose and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to say: "This is edible. The sun is almost rising in the west."

Although curious, no one else asked much.

The mother and son washed the pig's hooves until the sun went down.

Even so, Chen Feng still felt that the pig's trotters that had been trampled on for many years had a taste.

But this is the best I can do.

He brought the pig's trotters into the house and asked Tangtang, "Tangtang, what should we do now?"

Tangtang covered her nose, pointed at the pig's hooves, and then pointed at the herbs she picked before, "This, this, put them all in the pot and cook."

Chen Feng nodded, "How long will it take to cook?"

Tangtang flexed her fingers and revealed two, "This."

"Two hours."

Tangtang shook her head quickly, "No, two hours."

"Hour? Oh, that's four hours."

Tangtang nodded, her father said yes, that should be it.

As for how much water to put in, Chen Feng asked Tangtang to help him figure it out before adding water.

Therefore, except for meal time, Chen Feng has been adding fuel to the stove.

The smell of Chinese medicine came out of the pot, along with an indescribable smell of pig feces.

Mother Chen couldn't help but ask, "If this has been cooked for a long time, will the pot smell like pig shit?"

After Chen Feng fell silent, he said, "Maybe. Next time I go out and buy a pot and bring it back."

"It's okay, just wash it off and it'll be fine."

However, Mother Chen overestimated the washing. When she put the sweet potatoes in to cook the next morning, a different smell came out.

That night, Chen Feng took out the Chinese medicine that had been boiled for four hours from the pot.

He asked Tangtang, "Is it okay now?"

Tangtang nodded, "Well, okay, daddy will get it for my uncle."

It was already dark, and at this point, Chen Feng felt that Uncle Zhang had already fallen asleep.

But thinking that he was tortured by illness and probably couldn't sleep well, he decided to take these to Uncle Zhang during the night.

When he arrived, Uncle Zhang's eldest son was still awake.

Seeing Chen Feng coming, the other party was a little surprised, "A Feng, why are you here?"

Chen Feng pointed to the box in his hand and said, "Get some medicine for your uncle."

Aqiang knew that Chen Feng meant well and nodded, "Okay."

Inside the house, Uncle Zhang was so tortured by his physical discomfort that he could not sleep.

He got up when he heard the noise outside.

In the dim room, he watched the figure walk in.

"A Feng?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Uncle, it's me. I'm here to give you some medicine. You'll be fine after you take it."

Uncle Zhang laughed and said, "I'll send it over this evening. It can be done tomorrow!"

"It's okay. I just made it for you. It's better to drink it now."

But he also said, "This medicine doesn't taste good and tastes strong, but it must be good for your body. Just drink it and you'll be fine."

After taking the medicine for four hours, there wasn't much left.

However, Chen Feng felt weird smelling the smell mixed with so many things.

Uncle Zhang said in a relaxed tone, "It's okay, it's okay, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Feng lit a kerosene lamp in his room, and then helped Uncle Zhang drink the medicine.

The old man didn't show much expression when he drank.

After all, for him, the physical pain and suffering were more unbearable than the pain of this medicine.

Chen Feng was still worried and said: "This is not very tasty, is it very bitter?"

Uncle Zhang put down the bowl and said with a smile: "It's not bitter, but it has a strange smell."

"Well, the medicinal ingredients are a little weird, but don't worry, they will definitely cure you."

Uncle Zhang didn't have any hope, but seeing that the child was filial, he nodded, "Well, I believe you."

Chen Feng pursed his lips, wondering what Uncle Zhang was thinking?

But he didn't care about that.

"Okay, after you drink the medicine, go to bed early. I may give you medicine every day, and you have to drink it. I want to see you get better!"

Uncle Zhang couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, I'll get better."