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    Your purchase ratio is insufficient. This is an anti-theft badge. You can see it after 48 hours. Yang Shifeng smiled and asked: "Awake? Are you hungry?"

    Eleven rubbed his stomach and nodded honestly.

    Yang Shifeng stood up, went into the kitchen and brought out a basin with eleven hot gnocchi, "I'm warming it up for you, go wash and eat."

    made a new meal on November 1st, and was in a good mood. quickly washed up and sat down to eat. Sure enough, this gnocchi is delicious and delicious.

    While enjoying the food, Eleven asked curiously: "Are you making dumplings?" This is dumplings?

    Yang Shifeng didn't move slowly, and said, "Well, I'll wrap it up later, let's eat dumplings at noon."

    Hearing this, he showed a big smile on the eleventh rush, and once again lost Yang Shifeng's eyes, his heart beating endlessly.

    At noon, really ate dumplings as Yang Shifeng said. When the dumplings were cooked, the enticing fragrance spread all over the house, and couldn't help swallowing.

    It's so fragrant.

    Yang Shifeng couldn't see the gluttonous food on the eleventh month. First, he served her a bowl and asked her to eat first, then he brought another bowl into the house and fed it to Grandpa Yang.

    Eleven sat at the table, picked up the first dumpling in life with chopsticks, and observed it for a long time before putting it in his mouth. Suddenly, the taste buds seemed to bloom, and the sense of pleasure spread all over the body from the mouth. It turns out that dumplings taste like this, delicious, so delicious.

    didn't observe it on November, and hurriedly picked up another dumpling and sent it into mouth to chew carefully, thinking that now that have thirty taels, should be able to eat a few more such delicious dumplings.

    "Big Brother, Big Brother——" Just as I was enjoying the delicious dumplings on November, there was a sudden sound of "dongdongdongdong" footsteps outside the door. Accompanied by immature shouts, two children ran from the door. Came in.

    On November 11th, aren’t the two small carrot heads from Yang Shifeng’s second uncle’s house that ran in?

    The two children saw the eleven that frightened them last time. They paused, and their eyes shrunk in fear. They did not dare to look at her. wanted to run home very much, but after smelling the fragrance in the air and watching the dumplings was eating on November, the food dominated in the end, and was reluctant to leave.

    Fortunately, Eleven just looked at them and lowered their heads and continued to eat their own dumplings. This made the two children breathe a sigh of relief. Then they dared to move their feet and step forward, step by step to the entrance of the East Room, and stretch their heads into the East Room. , Seeing Yang Shifeng was feeding Grandpa Yang to eat dumplings, he immediately forgot to be afraid, before he recovered his courage.

    The little boy shouted at Yang Shifeng, "Big brother, do you eat dumplings in your family? We want to eat too!"

    The little girl saw her elder brother yelling, and she also shouted: "We want to eat, elder brother, give us a cup!"

    Grandpa Yang, who was eating dumplings, shook his head helplessly. He was no stranger to this situation, waved his hand and said: "Go, go and give them some, or don't want to live in peace." The children of the second family were all caught by them. The mother was insane, staring at Shifeng every day. Whenever Shifeng got something good, the children came to ask for it immediately, but when the child was young, Shifeng had to give it to him. He could only give it every time. I really don’t know. How can I say it?

    His grandson suffered.

    Yang Shifeng waved his hands to the two children outside the door, "You two wait a minute, the eldest brother will give you grandpa after feeding it."

    The two little guys pouted unhappily, but did not make a fuss. They stood at the door and stared closely, seeing that there was only the last one in the bowl, and immediately said: "Okay, we're done, let us eat dumplings. ."

    Yang Shifeng set up Grandpa Yang, and then took the empty bowl and took the two children to the kitchen. They served a bowl of dumplings for each of the two children, and let them sit on the table to eat. The two children ate something, not so. I'm afraid it's eleven, so I'll eat it.

    Yang Shifeng also sat down, peeking at Eleven's face, for fear that she would be unhappy.

    Eleven did not look at him. She lowered her eyes to eat her own food. She didn't bother to care about the two children. Anyway, the things belonged to Yang Shifeng, and the craftsmanship belonged to Yang Shifeng. He gave it to whoever he wanted to eat. This was his freedom. As long as she doesn't provoke her, she won't be nosy.

    ate three bowls in a row on the eleventh, and stomach was round. Then put down chopsticks and touched stomach contentedly. only think that such a day is called a day. It's great to be here.

    Yang Shifeng was also happy to see Eleven so satisfied, and said to Eleven: "Stand up and take a stroll, otherwise it will be easy to accumulate food."

    Knowing this point at eleven, he stood up obediently and went for a stroll in the yard. The two little children left after watching eleven, and then put down the tableware and burped with confidence. They also ate.

    "Big brother, why are everything you cook so delicious? Mother's cook is not delicious." The child mumbled.

    Yang Shifeng couldn't laugh or cry, patted them on the head and told them to walk around.

    The two children didn't move. Seeing Yang Shifeng began to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, the boy said hurriedly, "Big brother, there are dumplings in the pot, right?"

    Yang Shifeng wondered, "Yes, what's the matter? Are you two still not full?"

    The little boy said: "I'm full, but you can bring me a big bowl and take it home, my mother wants—"

    Before the little boy finished speaking, the little girl patted his back, stopped talking, realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly changed his words, “It’s my father who wants to eat. He is so tired from working every day. I want to bring him something to eat."

    Yang Shifeng pursed his lips and sighed. Although he knew this was taught by his second aunt, he couldn't bear to refuse because of his second uncle's face, even if he could get one dumpling when he brought it back.

    Yang Shifeng took the last dumplings from the pot and gave them to the two children, who happily returned home with their bowls.

    Eleven saw the large sea bowls in the hands of the two children, and took a clear glance and then withdrew his gaze, but Yang Shifeng was uncomfortable, scratching his head, and proactively explained to Eleven: "Bring it back to my second uncle to eat. My second uncle treated me very well. When I was a kid, he secretly saved his own ration and gave it to me."

    Eleven waved his hand indifferently, "Explain to me what this is for, it's your thing, and whoever I want to give is your freedom, I can't control it, and I won't care."

    Eleven really didn't care, but this magnanimous attitude made Yang Shifeng's heart hurt, and his face instantly dimmed. She doesn't care because she doesn't care, because she doesn't regard herself as a part of this family, she regards herself as an outsider.

    She, never thought of staying here, right?

    Yang Shifeng felt uncomfortable and didn't want to be seen by Eleven, so he immediately went to clean up the kitchen and went back to the house under the pretext of Eleven, so Eleven didn't see Yang Shifeng's lost appearance.

    In the afternoon, on November 11, he began to treat Grandpa Yang’s legs. After Yang Shifeng applied heat to Grandpa Yang’s legs, Eleven placed his silver needles on the bedside one by one. Press on the leg, and when you hit an acupuncture point, your eyes condensed, and the needle was quickly taken out, and the silver needle instantly sank into the middle of the leg.

    Yang Shifeng watched nervously from the side, not daring to make a sound, for fear that it would disturb the eleventh. Now he does not doubt the eleventh medical skills at all. The story of the child yesterday is still vivid, even the doctor Bai of the largest medical clinic in town. Things that were helpless, Eleven was so easily saved, it can be seen that Eleven's medical skills are extraordinary, and his grandfather's legs have so much hope.

    However, even if he could not be cured, he wouldn't blame Eleven. After all, Grandpa's legs have been for so many years, and after seeing so many doctors, he said no, it is so easy to cure. He just let Eleven Zhizhi with the idea of ​​giving it a try, and he didn't dare to expect grandpa to get better with this, and believe that grandpa didn't hold much hope.

    After an hour, he sighed for eleven, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, collected the silver needles one by one, disinfected with wine, wiped it with a clean cloth, and put it back on his waist. This allowed Yang Shifeng to apply the milled herb to Grandpa Yang's leg, and then wrap the leg with white gauze. Today's treatment is over.

    Grandpa Yang saw the sweat on Eleven's forehead and the clothes on his back that were wet with sweat. He looked at Eleven with gratitude and said, "Girl, thank you very much."

    Eleven waved his hand to express no thanks. To Grandpa Yang, he also said to Yang Shifeng: “You have to do this treatment every day for the first five days, and then every three days after that. Don’t drink the internal medicine for now. Wait until your legs get better. I'll prescribe a prescription and take the medicine."

    "Okay, thank you girl." Grandpa Yang nodded, looked at Yang Shifeng, and confessed: "Shi Feng, I will boil some water for the Eleventh girl later, let the Eleventh girl wipe off her sweat, don't catch a cold in wet clothes. ."

    "Hey, Lord, I'll go right away." Actually, Yang Shifeng had already discovered that Eleven’s back was wet with sweat, so Grandpa Yang didn’t need to say that he had already heated hot water in the pot and gave him clean clothes. One is ready.

    Grandpa Yang looked at the back of the two children walking out together and sighed.

    The girl brought back by the eldest grandson is not only beautiful, but she also knows medical skills. At first glance, she doesn’t look like an ordinary person. He originally wondered if he could stay and be a couple with the eldest grandson. The two will take care of each other in the future. He didn't dare to say these words anymore. This girl could definitely find something better. In all likelihood, she would look down on their family background. If she really didn't like them, it would be excusable, and no one could force it.

    But his eldest grandson knows it himself, and his old man knows without asking that his eldest grandson is interested in this girl, and the eldest grandson doesn't like the girl's eyes so simple. Alas, this silly boy, since he was a child, has been stubborn, he will walk to the dark one by one when he recognizes what is the matter, and he will never change his mind, just like he took over him as a useless person.

    But such a temper must be hurt in the future. If this girl leaves in the future, he doesn't know how uncomfortable his grandson will be.

    Grandpa Yang closed his eyes and worried silently.

    At this moment, Yang Shifeng suddenly remembered the child who was hit by a carriage the last time he went to town. The doctor said that the child was about to die. He was rescued in the last few eleven strokes.

    By the way, eleven!

    Yang Shifeng suddenly remembered the superb medical skills of the Eleventh, there might be a way on Eleventh!

    "Eleventh, let's go take a look too!" Yang Shifeng said towards eleven while running up the ridge.

    Eleven raised his eyelids lazily, "Go and see what you are doing?"

    Yang Shifeng threw the sickle to the ground and squatted down in front of Eleven to look at her, "On Eleven, the grandson of Uncle Zhang’s family fell into the water. I heard that he is out of breath. Let’s go and take a look. Maybe it can be saved."

    Eleven blinked and looked at Yang Shifeng and asked, "Will you save it?"

    Yang Shifeng was stunned, and shook his head with his lips pressed, "I won't, but you will."

    "Heh—" Eleven chuckled lightly, holding the leaves and continuing to fan, "But I don't want to go."

    "Ah? This..." Yang Shifeng scratched his head, thought for a moment, and gently touched Eleven's hair, coaxing: "Eleven, that child is going to die. He is only seven years old. It's a long way. It's a pity to go like this. Shall we go and have a look?"

    It's a pity that there is no kindness in Eleven's temperament. Yang Shifeng told her that it was a pity that it was nothing. If it’s very pleasing to see a person on November, then she might be rescued, but unfortunately, she has a bad impression of the Zhang family. She hasn’t forgotten what the Zhang family’s woman was talking about. She heard everything, and it was not bad to trouble that woman.

    Eleven moved Yang Shifeng's hand away, "It's a pity that I have to save it? But why should I save it? Don't tell me that saving one's life is better than building a seventh-level buddha, I don't believe it."

    The words on eleven made Yang Shifeng sigh, rubbed his hands, and didn't know what to say. It is indeed the freedom of eleven if it is not saved. Since eleven is unwilling, then forget it. He didn't want to force eleven.

    Yang Shifeng glanced at the direction of Zhang's family going away again, and shook his head regrettably.

    Eleven also looked in that direction, and couldn't help but said: "Yang Shifeng, that kid has nothing to do with you, why do you care so much? You are such a good person."

    Yang Shifeng choked. He never felt that he was a good person. He just felt that it would be a pity to watch a child so small die like this. Is this a good person?

    Eleven swept Yang Shifeng's face with the grass in his hand, and deliberately asked him, "Is it particularly bad for you to look like me?"

    Yang Shifeng shook his head and looked at Eleven's eyes seriously, "You are not bad, everyone has everyone's ideas, you don't want to go, don't go."

    From this time of getting along, Yang Shifeng has discovered that Eleven is a very indifferent person, who will not invest emotions in other irrelevant things, and will not care about the life and death of others, and do things only with their own hearts. Others can't force them. .

    But this kind of temperament never seemed to be bad in Yang Shifeng's eyes. Everyone thinks differently, and there is no reason to let eleven be someone who thinks like him, eleven is eleven, it is such an eleven.

    Yang Shifeng picked up the sickle on the ground and turned and continued to cut the rice.

    "Yang Shifeng, do you really want me to save people?" Eleven suddenly said behind him.

    Yang Shifeng turned around and looked at Eleven in confusion.

    Eleven propped his chin and said, "It's not impossible to let me go and see. I'll go if you give me a reason to go."

    Yang Shifeng's eyes lit up, "October, are you really willing to go?" It would be great if you could save the child.

    "reason."

    Yang Shifeng paused, his brain moved quickly, and he suddenly smiled: "October, let's go and show that kid, I'll make braised pork for you and give you fried meatballs, OK? This Two things can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year. They are very, very delicious."

    These two things were delicious at first, and they were not eaten in Eleven, which naturally attracted Eleven’s attention.

    Seeing the look of eleven, Yang Shifeng smiled quietly, and added a bargaining chip quietly, "I'll make you some tofu soup, okay? That's delicious."

    "Okay, I'll go." Yang Shifeng's increase was successful. Eleven felt that Yang Shifeng's reason was pretty good, and at least attracted her.

    When Yang Shifeng saw this, he secretly raised the corners of his mouth, gently rubbed his big palm on Eleven's hair, bent over and pulled Eleven up, and the two quickly ran to the pond in the village.

    When the two arrived, the open space by the pond had been surrounded by three stories inside and three stories outside, and the villagers were talking a lot.

    "It's really boring. You're doing evil."

    "One more drowned this year. I have to come here every year. Why don't these children listen to me!"

    "It must be the family who went to the ground to harvest rice, and came to swim as soon as no adults were watching. No, something went wrong!"

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