Grandpa Yang knew that the pork business had been done, and was very happy. He couldn't help but said with emotion: "If there is pork to be delivered in the future, then we can sell it to the villagers, so that anyone who wants to eat some meat doesn't have to go to town. I Look, twenty catties are guaranteed to be sold."

As he said, Grandpa Yang beckoned to Yang Shifeng and said, "Shifeng, come and look at the shop. I will go outside and tell the villagers that our house will sell meat tomorrow. Let them buy whatever they want, otherwise they won’t. I know."

Grandpa Yang was still so impatient and left in a blink of an eye. But it's okay, so that everyone can know the news, otherwise no one will buy it then.

Eleven walked into the room, took out the account book, wrote down all the things sold this morning, and marked the date at the bottom after the record, so that the account was clear at a glance.

Yang Shifeng counted the goods sold today and reported it to her.

After finishing the record, Eleven didn't put the account book away, instead stuffed it into Yang Shifeng's hand and started the teaching mode, "Let’s see if you can understand the account I’ve posted?"

Yang Shifeng shook his head blankly. He has learned one name so far, but he hasn't learned the others yet, so he doesn't know what is written on this piece of paper.

Eleven pointed at the number on the paper to show him, "What do you think this is?"

Yang Shifeng observed carefully, "This...is this a number?" He was not sure, because he could guess that it was a number, but the number was not like a word. It was very strange. He had never Have seen.

In fact, the eleventh is written in Arabic numerals every time in accounting. Arabic numerals are simple and convenient to write. Of course, it is easier than the people here to write Chinese characters.

"This is indeed a number, but no one else knows it. This is a unique number called Arabic numerals."

"Arabic numerals?" What a strange name.

"This kind of number is easy to remember, and it's easier to settle accounts, don't you think?"

Yang Shifeng took a closer look and found that these numbers are indeed very simple. They are outlined in one stroke, occupying a small area, and it is really easy to write them.

Eleven re-write the ten Arabic numerals from one to ten on the paper and show it to Yang Shifeng, "Come on, these ten numbers are written from one to ten. You recognize and write it down."

Yang Shifeng has no objection. He is used to teaching him something from time to time at 11 o'clock. He only needs to remember carefully and study hard, and she will be very happy when he learns well. So at the moment, he pointed at the number on it, followed by silently, and then wrote down the wording of each number in his mind.

Eleven didn't worry about Yang Shifeng's ability to learn it. His memory was so good. Even by rote memorization, his speed was much faster than normal people. These ten numbers were not a problem at all. Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, Yang Shifeng raised his head and said, "Okay."

"Take it down?"

"Take it down."

Eleven raised his eyebrows, put away the piece of paper, and gave him another one, "Then I'll read it and you write it out. First of all, how do you write the four?"

Yang Shifeng drew a "4" on the paper with a pen. On November 1st, it looked strange, but it was completely correct.

"Come on again, how do you write eight?"

Yang Shifeng drew another "8", which was completely correct.

The corners of Eleven's mouth twitched, and he shuffled the ten numbers several times, but it didn't stump him, and the error rate was zero.

After one to ten learned, then there is no problem with more than ten, and Yang Shifeng quickly mastered it. The results of this study are really amazing. If every student can be as smart as Yang Shifeng, it is estimated that teachers all over the world can wake up from dreaming. Now this bright student belongs to her.

Such a smart student should be rewarded.

Eleven looked at Yang Shifeng with a smile, and blinked at him, "Do you want a reward?"

Yang Shifeng's face turned red with a swipe, and he couldn't help thinking of the rewarding kiss in his mind, and suddenly he didn't dare to look at Eleven.

Seeing that his ears are red, he is suffocating a smile, and he is particularly happy. He always feels that he is pitiful now, as if he was bullied by her. However, don't shake your head means you want it?

When Eleven was about to move forward and give him another kiss, he noticed a little head outside the door that was peeking at him, and that little head was quite familiar.

Eleven had no interest in performing a kiss in front of a child, so I regretfully gave up the reward for Yang Shifeng, cleared his throat and said: "You don't speak, it seems that you don't want the reward, then forget it, I'll go Get out in the sun."

Yang Shifeng opened his mouth, his lips squirmed several times without being able to speak. He watched Eleven walk out, his eyes darkened instantly.

......

Eleven walked outside the door, suddenly poked his head out, and immediately caught the little guy who was about to poke his head, "Hey! What are you doing here, little guy?"

Little Stone was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Eleven, and his big black eyes became round, like a frightened rabbit.

Eleven squatted before him and looked at him, "Are you here to find me?"

The little stone scratched his head and nodded his head again. A shyness flashed in his eyes, and he slowly took out the small hands behind his back. Those thin and small hands covered with scars, lying one half rotten Apple, but he held it cautiously, "Here you are, eat."

The little guy’s eyes were full of cherishment. Eleven could not help pursing his lips, and asked: "Is the apple for me?"

The little guy nodded vigorously.

"Where did it come from?"

"Grandma Wang next door gave it to you." The little guy gave the apple to Eleven again, hoping she would accept it.

Eleven blinked, and his voice lightened unconsciously, "Why give it to me? Don't you want to eat it yourself?"

The little guy swallowed, looked eagerly at the apple in his hand, and then immediately shook his head, "I don't want to eat it, I'll give it to you, thank you."

It turned out to be to thank her for helping him. don’t know why, but eleven, who has never liked a child very much at this moment, likes this child very much, whether it is the wolfish reluctance to admit defeat when he was bullied, or the dripping grace after being helped. The gratitude of the report is very appetizing to her.

This kid is really good.

Although this rotten apple is nothing to Eleven, it is the best thing the child has now. He gave it to her cherishedly. She didn’t want to treat it casually, so Eleven solemnly took it with both hands. Touched his little head, "The apple must be delicious, thank you."

The child laughed at once, showing his white millet teeth, and his face was so thin that there was not a trace of excess, and he was a bit cute, happy and shy. Then he twisted the corners of his clothes, turned his head and ran with short legs, and the red-pointed ears could be seen no matter how far away.

Eleven couldn't help laughing. Such a child is called cute.

Eleven took the apple into the kitchen, cut off the rotten part with a knife, peeled the rest of the good part, took a bite, sour and astringent, some parts are still a bit bitter, it's really not delicious, but She didn't plan to throw it away.

Yang Shifeng saw Eleven holding an apple in his hand, and couldn't help but wonder, "Where did the apple come from?" I didn't buy an apple at home.

Eleven took another bite, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "Little cutie gave it to you."

Cute? The corner of Yang Shifeng's mouth sank, his eyes fixed on the apple in her hand, and he couldn't help but ask: "Who gave you this?"

"Why, do you want to eat too? Give you a bite." Eleven thought he was also interested in apples, so he simply delivered the sparse apples in his hand to his mouth.

Yang Shifeng's head strayed immediately, and he didn't even want to touch the apple.

"Do you dislike me? Don't eat it, don't give it to you." Tsk tsk, dare to dislike her! Eleven was upset, so he turned his back and ate it on his own, not giving him food. I even dislike her saliva, will I also dislike her after kissing? She promised that if he dared to dislike her kiss, she would kill him.

Yang Shifeng pursed his lips, and asked again without giving up, "Who gave it to you? You can't eat anything that others give. If you want to eat, I will go to town and buy it for you." Don't eat it from another man. .

Apples are precious things, and the villagers are seldom willing to buy them. Even if they do, the women will not be willing to give them to others, because they are too late for the children at home. Only men are willing to give it away, because...

A sour smell filled Yang Shifeng's heart, and his heart was astringent. He really wanted to rush to throw the apple in her hand.

Eleven turned his back to the body and took another sip, "Of course I don't want to eat anything other people give me, but this is the heart of other people's children. He didn't want to eat it and gave it to me. How can I throw it away."

"Child?" Not from a man?

"Yes, it's the little stone we saved. The child is really sensible. He was reluctant to eat an apple. He came to give it to me and said thank you."

Yang Shifeng blinked, a sense of embarrassment rose, and the acidity faded. He really thought it was given by which man, it turned out that it was given by Little Rock.

"Oh, that's how it is, then you can eat it."

Eleven rolled his eyes, and now finally understood what was going on with this person. As soon as heard that it was given by a small stone, could eat it. At first, must have thought it was given by another man.

Humph, this vinegar jar.

Yang Shifeng scratched his head. He didn't eat her apple just now. He didn't dislike her saliva. How did he know... In order to make up for the mistake, Yang Shifeng hurriedly pulled her clothes and whispered, "Eleventh , I want to eat too, you give me a bite."

Eleven deliberately ignored him, "Didn't I just not eat it, but now I don't give it to you."

Yang Shifeng was anxious, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now, I didn't dislike you, really!"

Eleven hummed.

Seeing that the apple would be gone if he didn't eat it, Yang Shifeng didn't care about other things. He walked around before eleven and grabbed her hand and gnawed a big bite on the apple. He chewed and said, "It's delicious."

It's so sour and delicious? Eleven put the apple in his hand into his hand with a wicked attitude, "You will eat all the delicious food, and you will finish it for me."

Yang Shifeng didn't feel the sourness of the apple. He opened his mouth and ate quickly one bite at a time. After gnawing cleanly, he showed the core to Eleven, "I'm finished."

Eleven suffocated a smile, went into the room and took a bottle of ointment and handed it to him, "This is an ointment to heal injuries. Go and get the little one, Little Stone, and put some medicine on him. He is all hurt. ."

Seeing that she wasn't angry anymore, Yang Shifeng breathed a sigh of relief, took the ointment, and took a bunch of candied haws and a few candies from the shelf before leaving, "Little Stone must have never eaten this, I will bring him a taste." Xiao The child was more pitiful than he was when he was young. When he was young, he was very eager to eat candied haws and candies. In the eyes of children, these things are the most tempting. If you eat the little stone, you will probably die of happiness.

Yang Shifeng wrapped the things in oiled paper, wrapped them tightly, and said: "This thing cannot be seen by others in the little stone family, or else it will definitely not get into the little stone's mouth, so you can only give it secretly." There were also many people who felt sorry for Little Stone without food to give him something to eat, but in the end most of them couldn't get into the mouth of Little Stone, and the villagers didn't give it anymore.

Eleven can't help but frown when they give food to everyone so sneakily. Are they still afraid that the lady-in-law will not succeed? think so, but eleven can also understand that people like them are not afraid of the woman, but in the end the matter of closing the door is still to be faced by a small stone. They are outsiders who can’t stare at all times, the last bitterness It will still fall on the little stone.

Yang Shifeng frowned as he watched Eleven, rubbed her hair and comforted him: "It's okay, you have already let go. Little Stone's stepmother dare not bully him so blatantly. I will also look at Little Stone more in the future. It's not going to be great."

It can only be so.

......

Early the next morning, a donkey cart stopped at the door of Yang's house. Zhu Laosan got out of the donkey cart and followed his wife behind him. The two of them carried 20 kilograms of pork that they had brought Yang Shifeng in their hands.

Yang Shifeng took the pork, paid the agreed price, and then hung the pork on the prepared hooks in the air so that the guests could see the meat as soon as they entered the door.

Eleven brought the third wife of Zhu directly into the medical room and asked her to take off her clothes and lay on the bed.

The third wife of Zhu was very nervous, clutching the sheets tightly with her fingers, and asked anxiously: "Eleventh doctor, can I really cure this? Can I still be pregnant with a child?"

She was married to her third brother at the age of seventeen. The third brother treated her like a treasure, and was even more affectionate about her bed. She thought she would be pregnant with two children soon, who knew that she hadn't been pregnant for so many years. At first glance, the doctor knew that it was her body. She said it was born with her. It is very difficult to have a child in this life. At that time, she only felt that the sky was falling. Faced with her in-laws’ eyes, she wished to die. She was still like a jewel, and said that if she left, he would go with him, which made her never give up.

Now the Eleventh Doctor is her life-saving straw. If it doesn't work this time, it is estimated that she will really not be able to leave a blood for the third brother in this life.

Eleven disinfected the silver needle while saying: "I dare not say when it will be good, but what I can say is that it will be cured. Put your heart in your stomach."

This statement is tantamount to Dinghai Shenzhen. The third wife Zhu's eyes lit up, and her whole body is no longer so tight. "Eleventh doctor, I will be calm if I can listen to you, as long as I have a chance to be a mother in this life. , I will wait for as long as possible."

"Don't worry, it's hard for you to think about being a mother after my hand." After saying that, Eleven directly inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point, and the third wife of Zhu immediately snorted with pain, her teeth clenching tightly.

Eleven glanced at her, and didn't stop because of her pain. The fallopian tube was seriously blocked. It was not easy to get rid of it. The pain was inevitable, and it was too much to bear.

Fortunately, this seemingly weak woman had strong temperament and endured the whole process until she didn't scream until the eleventh injection was closed, and she couldn't help but admire her a little.

After the injection was over, eleven gave another prescription, and only then did the couple leave.

When left the medical room on the eleventh, was taken aback by the excitement in the lobby.