Rebirth 70: The Fat Wife is Turning Over

Ye Shuguang.

"Who thought of this..." Hua Zhao wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, did she have to thank them for not having Ye Shengli on paper?

"It's not the time when the Anti-Japanese War just ended..." she whispered softly.

This name is not what Ye Ming thought, he can follow without pressure: "That's right, but I know what the person who named it thought, he saw the dawn of a new situation."

The past ten years have really been...

In 1966, the per capita annual wage was 583, and in 1976 it was 575, but it has dropped. One can imagine the days of ordinary people.

But he believes that this situation will end soon, and this is no less than the dawn of victory in the War of Resistance.

"Okay, you're right." Hua Zhao continued to read the following.

Basically have a strong period characteristics.

Wei, Yong, Jie, Fang, Li, Juan.

Of course, the Ye family's names will jump out of these, and a few other names are good.

Hua Zhao took a fancy to two names that were next to each other, and she chose "Cuiwei".

"Then I can only choose Yunfei." Ye Shen said.

Because this is a poem of a great man, the white clouds fly on the Jiuyi Mountain, and the emperor rides the wind down to the green hills.

He vaguely remembered that his brother wanted to name the child these two names.

Ye Shen secretly glanced at Hua Zhao, they could only do this for their brother. It's impossible to give him a child, but it's okay to give him two names.

"Really? Do you really choose these two?" Ye Ming asked in suppressed surprise.

"These two names are good, cultural, and they sound good." Hua Zhao boasted.

"Okay, okay." Ye Ming couldn't close his mouth with joy, and his eyes were slightly red.

Hua Zhao looked uncomfortable.

But today, Wen Jing still did not come.

Ye Ming had already explained it yesterday. When he was happy, he forgot to notify Wen Jing.

But she should be here today, right? No business trip again.

Ye Ming also gave a light explanation. Wen Jing's father was ill and she went home to visit.

Nobody knows the truth.

Hua Zhao didn't ask, and there was no other expression on his face. It would be better if he didn't come.

But this made her very confused, whether to help Wen Jing or not.

She didn't forget the faint malice emanating from Wen Jing's body, and she was troubled by going to the pole to help this kind of person.

Forget it, my eldest brother is only 32 this year, and Wen Jing is only 30, so she is not an elderly mother, just wait and see.

......

Wen Jing is indeed at Wen's house now.

She also learned the news of Hua Zhao's birth last night, and she was still born. Seeing her husband's efforts to hide the joy, her heart hurt like being pierced.

Originally, she planned to come to the hospital to see Hua Zhao today, and it would be hard to save face if she didn't come. But I received news that my father was sick in the morning, and it was quite serious on the phone, so I had a reason not to go.

Wen Jing hurried back to her mother's house in a hurry.

For her family, her feelings are very heavy, and she is used to giving since she was a child.

There is no one in my family now, the adults are all working, the children are going to school, and the parents are at home.

"Isn't Dad sick? Why didn't the second and third brothers say that they would stay and take care of him?" Wen Jing said as she put down the things in her hands.

Before coming, she went home and picked out a few things from the refrigerator to bring. It's a habitual move, and it's been that way for so many years.

Mother Wen took the bag in her hand, opened it, and put it in the refrigerator one by one. She was very dissatisfied when she saw that there was only a small piece of meat: "Why so much? It's not enough for a meal."

Although Wen Jing is accustomed to giving, but occasionally there will be a burst of resentment.

"Me and Ye Ming have a total of how many pounds of meat tickets? Almost all of them are brought home." This can't be replaced by a smiling face, but is it too little?

Seeing her expression, Mrs. Wen knew that her daughter was a little angry, and immediately changed the tone of deputy aggrieved: "Isn't this your father's illness, I want to eat meat, I am also anxious, the meat tickets at home are all eaten by a few children. , I can't eat a few bites of meat a year."

Said his eyes were red.

Looking at the gray-haired mother, Wen Jing's anger disappeared.

"How is my dad? What's wrong? Why isn't there someone to take care of at home?" Wen Jing asked as she walked to her parents' bedroom.

"I'm not human." Wen's mother said, "and your younger brothers have to work. If you miss a day, you will lose a day's money. If you haven't worked all the time, how can you do it?"

Wen Jing walked for a while, so she didn't have a job? Does she not deduct money for a day's delay? Have full attendance?

The room was not big, and she had already seen her father lying on the bed, suppressing the suffocation in her heart.

"I'm back." Wen Ping lay on the bed with a towel on his head, talking to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing looked at him with a good complexion and a good voice. Thinking that it was not a serious illness, he was relieved.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? What's wrong? Have a fever?" Wen Jing asked.

"I don't know what's going on, I feel uncomfortable and have a headache."

"Have you been to the hospital?"

"Go." Mother Wen took a report on the bedside table and handed it to Wen Jing.

Hypertension, hyperlipidemia, hyperglycemia, gout, cholecystitis, fatty liver, small lung nodules, there are many problems.

Wen Ping loves to drink, smoke, and eat meat. His family conditions are not bad, and he can afford to eat and drink. Can he be fine?

But Wen Jing has sharp eyes and accidentally scanned the examination date: "Dad, this is the examination result 3 months ago, not the latest."

"It's the same recently." Father Wen said, "I haven't taken any medicine or given any injections. Can these problems be cured by themselves?"

Three months ago, the unit organized a physical examination, and he also went to check, and the result was like this.

But what Wen Jing didn't know was that in the drawer next to the bed, there was an examination result just finished yesterday.

The index of the three highs has been significantly reduced, almost the same as normal people. The ventilation has not occurred recently, the cholecystitis has disappeared, the fatty liver has been cured by most, and the small nodules in the lungs are also shrinking. The doctor does not recommend doing a biopsy. It's a problem, just watch it regularly.

Father Wen's questioning made the doctor annoyed. He repeatedly confirmed that he was fine, and finally confirmed that the rumors outside were true. The Ye family had a magical medicinal wine, soaked in thousand-year-old ginseng, which could cure all diseases.

And what he drank at Ye Ming's house before was that kind of medicinal wine.

Listening to what he said, Wen Jing also tacitly agreed that these senile diseases won't get better soon, or even get better.

"What do you want to eat, Dad? I'll make it for you." Wen Jing said.

Wen Ping nodded inwardly. He was very satisfied that this daughter was filial and obedient.

"Do you still have the medicinal wine you gave me last time? Get me a few more bottles. I'm so weak now that I can't eat anything, so I just want to take a sip."