Medicare

Because the ban on fireworks and firecrackers has been severely banned in recent years, especially the first block they live in, almost all of them are old courtyard houses, many of which are made of wooden structures. If one is not careful, it is easy to cause a fire, so the person who set off firecrackers in private Not much.

Xiang An Ge'an slept soundly and comfortably, but his biological clock still made him wake up early the next day.

On the rare good weather on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xiang Ange took a deep breath, went into the kitchen and cooked a pot of Shunfeng Yuanzi, which were small balls made of flour that they would eat in Hexi Village, for good luck.

After the cooking was finished, the other two didn't move. They yelled at Ange's voice twice, and replied to Antai in a daze, but there was no movement in Gongzi Jin's room.

Xiang Ange felt strange. After all, with the habit of Young Master Jin, he had to get up early to practice every day. To be honest, he had never seen Young Master Jin lying on his bed.

Knocked on the door, but there was still no response from inside, Xiang An Gesuo pushed the door open and went in. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure lying on the huge bed.

The sunlight coming in from the door made the person more and more handsome, and Xiang Ange was also slightly taken aback. It has to be said that beauty will always captivate people's eyes.But soon, he came to his senses, walked over and put his cold hand on his cheek: "Get up for breakfast, you got up late today."

The next moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his palm and pulled him down. Before Xiang Ange could react, he was on the bed. Gong Zijin reached out to hook his neck and buried his head in his neck. On the neck, said lightly: "Sleep for a while."

Xiang Ange had never seen him play a rogue like this before, so he couldn't help but find it novel, but the warm breath on his neck made him want to avoid it: "Don't, my dumplings are cooked, don't eat too much waste."

It's a pity that Young Master Jin turned a deaf ear to him, just hugged him and didn't let go, and struggled a few times towards Ange, but unexpectedly, the thin-looking Young Master Jin's hands were very strong, and his struggle didn't have the slightest effect at all.

Feeling helpless, Xiang Ange simply reached out and touched his head, and said with a smile: "I said you are enough, you are not a child."

Who knows that the next moment, Young Master Jin suddenly raised his head, and when he looked closely, his eyes were even more bottomless, with a kind of temptation to play, as if he would lose his heart once he looked in. They all swallowed back, opened their mouths, and even forgot what they wanted to say.

Young Master Jin is obviously very satisfied with the effect he has created. In fact, since last night, his silent heart is no longer satisfied with the status quo. It's just that the intimacy over the past few years has made Xiang An completely let go of his defenses. For a while, he didn't notice Young Master Jin's more and more excessive behavior: "Good morning kiss."

The kiss on the forehead carried a unique temperature, as if even that piece of skin was burning, Xiang Ange's cheeks were blushing, before he could say anything, he heard Xiang Antai's voice from outside the door: "Brother, you Where is it, you won’t be still sleeping when you wake up.”

As soon as he heard Xiang Antai's voice, Xiang Ange had a strange feeling of being caught and raped in bed. He quickly pushed Young Master Jin away, walked out in a hurry, and shouted angrily when he was done: "Get up, how big is it?" What a mess."

Although he was scolded, Young Master Jin was in a good mood. Shi Shiran got up and put on his clothes. Even though it was winter, his clothes still looked very thin.

When Young Master Jin walked out, the two brothers had already eaten. He raised his eyebrows, sat down without paying attention, and started to eat self-sufficiently. He glanced at Ange, obviously still thinking about the matter just now, And did not speak.

On the other hand, Xiang Antai didn't know what happened just now, and was still chattering: "Brother, are we going to pay New Year's greetings to Grandpa Bian later?"

Glancing at Young Master Jin to An Ge, seeing his indifferent appearance, he felt that he seemed to be making a fuss out of a molehill, and kissing good morning seemed normal.

Thinking in this way, Xiang Ange put aside his awkwardness for the time being, nodded and said, "Well, I'll go there after breakfast, and I might see the second senior brother today."

Today's New Year's greetings, Young Master Jin can't go there together. The Zhou family's grandfather already has some opinions if he didn't go to the Zhou family to celebrate the New Year yesterday.

Therefore, when Bian Yunyun opened the door with anticipation, there were only two brothers at the door, and he couldn't see Mr. Jin from left to right. She couldn't help asking: "Where's your friend, won't you come today?"

Xiang Ange was helpless, and could only say: "Zijin has gone to his grandfather's house. I also asked Zijin about the suggestion you mentioned yesterday, and he said he wasn't interested."

Although he had expected it, Bian Yunyun was still a little disappointed, and said helplessly: "That's fine, hey, he is really a food for this bowl of rice."

The old man Bian inside also heard it for a while, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Yunyun, that kid Zijin is not someone you can keep in your circle, so don't try to think of him."

Bian Yunyun knew that his grandfather didn't like the fashion industry, and always felt that the things they made were all outlandish clothes, so he quickly stuck out his tongue and didn't say a word.

Kowtow to pay New Year's greetings. Since Grandma passed away, Xiang Ange received a red envelope again, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart, but Xiang Antai didn't have any extra thoughts. He was beaming with joy while holding the red envelope, and said a series of auspicious words, which was coaxing. Old Man Bian was overjoyed, and said, "You kid, you can talk better than your brother."

Not long after, Xiang An met his second senior brother Lu Hongjun, and he brought his wife and children to pay New Year's greetings.Lu Hongjun looks like he is in his 40s, and he is a completely different person from Lu Bo, with a somewhat serious face, which is somewhat similar to Mr. Bian's downcast appearance, that is, Bian Yunyun, who talks a lot. He didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

On the contrary, Lu Bo's mother, who looked like a very kind woman, prepared red envelopes for them all, and held Xiang Antai's hand and talked for a while.

It's really hard to imagine that a man like Lu Hongjun, who looks rigorous and serious, would give birth to a son as unrestrained as Lu Bo.With his father around, Lu Bo also appeared to be honest, but occasionally, when he was carrying his father's back, he would wink at Xiang Ange, making Xiang Ange dumbfounded.

Although Lu Hongjun looks serious, he is not a difficult person to get along with. He is also very concerned about the disciples that his master has only accepted after many years. He was a little more satisfied, and said: "If there is anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me. Although I can't compare with the master, I always have some experience."

Xiang Ange also had a good impression of this second senior brother, so he nodded quickly, and Lu Hongjun was satisfied at this point. What else to say, the old man Bian over there said impatiently: "Okay, it's the first day of the new year, you And help me teach my disciples."

Lu Hongjun felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and quickly said: "Master, I don't mean it. This is not the first time I see my little brother. I like it in my heart."

Old Man Bian snorted coldly, and said, "It's been more than half a year, why did I see you for the first time, why didn't you run away one or two, hum, I, Renhetang, can't keep you anymore."

Compared with Bian Jianguo running around the world, Lu Hongjun is actually better, but he is always invited to give various speeches, and he has done some research on theoretical works of Chinese medicine.

Hearing this, Lu Hongjun was also helpless, and Mrs. Lu who was next to him quickly coaxed the old man and said: "Master, the Red Army has already told me that he will definitely stay in the capital this year, but now you have a younger brother by your side. Don't despise him as a big man."

Old Man Bian was amused by her, and cursed, "You're smart."

Bian Yunyun next to him stuck out his tongue and looked at Lu Bo, then Bian Yunyun said, "Grandpa, you are talking, let's go out and see the snow scene."

Old Man Bian waved his hands indifferently: "You go, take Antai with you, and Ange stay here."

So, under Bian Yunyun's helpless and Lu Bo's gloating eyes, Xiang Ange could only stay in the hall, listening to the second senior brother Lu talk about what he had seen and said in the past year, and sighed: "The development of Chinese medicine, after all It is not as good as Western medicine, and many people still think that Chinese medicine is a pseudoscience. This time I come back, I also want to write a textbook, at least let more people understand Chinese medicine and enter Chinese medicine."

Mr. Bian was very supportive of this, and said to An Ge: "When you are free, you can also learn from your second senior brother. He has no other skills, but he is full of books."

Naturally, Xiang Ange didn't disagree. Although it was the first time they met, Lu Hongjun and him had a good impression of each other. Although most of it was because of the relationship between seniors and brothers, there were also some matching temperaments.

Mr. Bian, his master and his disciples also hadn't seen each other for a year, and they soon began to gossip about family affairs, but they couldn't say a few words, and people who paid New Year's greetings came to the door one after another.

The first person to come to the door was actually Zhang Guoliang. Seeing that he had Zhang Jun's fawning face, and it was the first day of the new year, the old man didn't drive him out after all.

Zhang Guoliang seemed to be very afraid of his second senior brother. In front of Lu Hongjun, he was more honest than in front of Mr. Bian. When he looked at him, he almost subconsciously straightened his back. The suffering of this second senior brother.

Gradually, more and more people came to pay New Year's greetings, and sometimes several passers-by bumped into each other. Mr. Bian was old and had a high level of seniority. Now when he went out, most people had to address him as Mr. With his special status, his status behind the scenes in Kyoto is much higher than that of ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners.

Normally, Mr. Bian would refuse to see visitors, but on this New Year's Eve, if someone comes to give a gift in the name of New Year's greetings, he can't just refuse to give someone a cold door. The rules of Zhongzhou people don't care about normal times. It's Chinese New Year now, everyone has to be polite.

Fortunately, there are only a very small number of people who can know about Mr. Bian's house, otherwise, the threshold will have to be stepped down at this moment.Mr. Bian was polite to everyone, but he didn't accept any expensive gifts. The people who came here obviously knew some rules, and most of the gifts they brought were not very valuable fruits and the like.

For every person who comes in to pay New Year's greetings, Mr. Bian will introduce the young people around him, and soon everyone will know that this young man who looks less than [-] years old is the new closed disciple that Mr. Bian accepted as rumored before, don't worry about it What everyone thought, anyway, they were all polite on the surface, and even prepared a meeting ceremony for him. Regarding this, Mr. Bian very generously signaled to his subordinates.

Xiang Ange also understood at this moment, it turned out that his master stayed here not only to connect with the second senior brother, but more importantly, to take the opportunity to introduce himself to these people. Of course, these people are still considered status For those with average status, Mr. Bian will take him to display those Taishan Beidou in person after the year, and then he will officially enter this circle.

Some of the people who came to pay New Year's greetings looked familiar. After they left, Xiang Ange suddenly realized that the benevolent look on his face just now was the leader he had seen occasionally on TV.It was also at this time that he really realized that his master was really not an ordinary person. If he hadn't worshiped under Mr. Bian, he would probably never see these big men in his life, let alone be treated so politely.

Of course, Xiang Ange understands better, don't look at how polite these people are to him, it's all for Mr. Bian's face, if he doesn't have the slightest ability, this kind of politeness will only stay at the polite level That's all.This can be seen from the obvious difference between how they treat themselves and Lu Hongjun.

Xiang Ange didn't take this difference to heart. What he has to do now is to improve himself. When he has the ability like Mr. Bian one day, these people will only be more polite to him.

What he saw and heard this day, not only did not hurt Xiang Ange, but made him firmer in his heart. Mr. Bian saw all this in his eyes and was satisfied in his heart.

During the first few days of the new year, when Mr. Bian had almost no time at home, Xiang An, as a young apprentice, naturally had to be by his side all the time. After one year's income, he really made a small fortune, so much so that Xiang Ange felt that his master asked him to stay with him all the time, maybe it was an opportunity to give him a bonus!

Of course, it was impossible for Xiang Ange to tell the old man about such thoughts, otherwise he would have to chase and beat him. On the fifth day of the lunar new year, Xiang Ange met an unexpected person who followed the Qu family. The person who came in was actually Jin Xiangdong, Young Master Jin who hadn't seen him for a long time.