Your purchase ratio is not enough. This is an anti-theft badge. After 48 hours, you can see that this day is the fifth day when the needle was given to Grandpa Yang on the 11th. When the needle was placed on the 11th as usual, Grandpa Yang, who had always been motionless, suddenly made a profit. Once, there was a sound in the mouth.

Yang Shifeng almost thought that he had read it wrong, so he rushed forward and asked, "Master, what's the matter with you?"

Grandpa Yang looked at his leg in disbelief. Before he could answer Yang Shifeng's words, he felt the slight pain in his leg. When he realized that it was not an illusion, his hands shook with excitement.

He hasn't had any sensation in his legs for more than ten years, and he feels...

Grandpa Yang's eyes were moist, and he said tremblingly, "Shi Feng, my leg is sensible, and my master feels pain."

"Ah..." Yang Shifeng stayed too, his eyes moved to Grandpa Yang's lap, "Master, do you feel pain?"

Grandpa Yang nodded, "I feel it, I really feel it."

Yang Shifeng turned his gaze to Eleven, and muttered: "Eleven, my grandfather's leg feels."

Eleven wanted to roll her eyes. She had been cured for five days. She didn't say it was good, but she still didn't recover at all? Then she didn't deserve to be robbed by so many people in the last days, even governments of various countries were dispatched.

At this time, Second Uncle Yang had just come from next door, and when he heard that his legs were conscious at the door, he was shocked, and immediately ran in and asked excitedly: "Father, are your legs conscious?"

Grandpa Yang didn't care about making a face to Yang Ershu right now, and immediately said to him: "Er Shih, dad's leg feels, and dad felt pain in that stitch, and dad's leg hasn't been felt for many years! "

Second Uncle Yang was even more excited than Grandpa Yang, and his eyes were red, "Father, you are better, great, great!"

Seeing this family of three men, they almost cried with a headache. Eleven said at the right time, "Okay, I'm going to get the needle again, let me go."

After speaking, he said to Grandpa Yang: "It may hurt next, Grandpa Yang, bear with me."

Grandpa Yang nodded with tears in his eyes, "Eleven girl, just take care of it, I'm fine."

Nodding at eleven, he picked up the silver needle and started treatment.

Because Grandpa Yang’s legs had improved, Yang Shifeng was happy and planned to make some delicious treats. The second uncle Yang overheard it and thought it was to celebrate, so he nodded happily, “I want to celebrate, this is our family. What a joyous event, it hasn’t been so happy in many years."

Since your second uncle has said so, you definitely can't leave your second uncle to eat delicious food at home. If the second uncle comes to eat, the rest of the second uncle's house will definitely come.

To let the second uncle’s family eat, Yang Shifeng did not immediately call the shots. Instead, he consulted Eleven’s opinion. “During this time, the second uncle also cared about his grandfather’s legs and came every day. The second uncle also wanted to celebrate for his grandpa. Other people in the second uncle’s house will come, and it may be a bit noisy. But just let them go after a meal, do you think it’s okay? If it doesn’t work, we won’t bark.”

Eleven didn't understand these trivial matters, and didn't bother to deal with it, and waved his hand and said: "Whatever you want, as long as the people in their family don't provoke me, you don't need to ask me about the others."

Yang Shifeng sighed and made arrangements on his own.

Of course, you can't just cook a few vegetarian dishes for celebration. For this reason, Yang Shifeng picked up his bow and arrows and went up the mountain again. When he came down again, he carried several prey in his hand, enough to cook a few large plates of hard vegetables.

Yang Shifeng made a braised chicken, a steamed fish, and a braised rabbit. In addition, five vegetarian dishes were cooked. Each dish was generous in weight, and it was definitely enough for so many people to have a good meal.

It’s worth mentioning that when Second Uncle Yang came, he even carried a pot of wine in his hand, “Shi Feng, this is the wine that the second uncle fought. I am happy today. Our uncles and nephews had a good drink.”

Yang Shifeng blinked and was a little puzzled. He looked at Song Juanhua standing next to Yang Ershu, and saw that Song Jianhua didn't have any unpleasant expressions. Instead, he smiled. This made Yang Shifeng puzzled. His second aunt never only entered. She didn't want to bring wine, she couldn't bear it even with a green onion. How could she be willing to let her second uncle bring a pot of wine today?

Yang Shifeng didn't know much about it, but he always felt that things were not that simple.

Today, everyone in Ershu Yang’s house is here, and Ershu Yang introduced to Eleven that his eldest son he hadn’t seen is coming, "Eleven girl, this is my eldest son Song Zhi. This child stays at home and studies all day long. Don’t go out much.” After speaking, he said to his eldest son: “This is our benefactor, and your father’s leg was cured by her. You will call her Eleventh Sister in the future.”

Song Zhi is a sixteen-year-old boy. He has been studying at home because he has a good reading talent. He doesn't do anything except reading, and he doesn't go out. His skin is not like a villager at all. On the contrary, he is very white. She looks pretty.

However, Song Zhi claims to be a scholar, and usually does not value the people in the village. There is always a sense of superiority. Of course, Yang Shifeng is among the people he looks down on. He basically does not come to Yang Shifeng's house unless necessary. Yes, this time his father insisted, and his mother also said that he came only after letting him come.

He is not interested in the girl who cured his grandfather in his father’s mouth. He heard that his cousin picked it up from the mountain. He must be a quagmire doctor who knows a little medical skills. It’s not a big deal. So, not yet. When he saw Eleven, he was disdainful in his heart, but when he saw Eleven, he slapped himself in the face.

"Ten...Eleven girl, you... hello..." Song Zhi squatted and talked, completely losing the sense of superiority in talking to others. .

Second Uncle Yang was a little surprised what his son said, but he didn't care, and introduced his eldest daughter Song Chunhua to Eleven.

Song Chunhua and Song Zhi are completely different. They have dark complexion, rough skin, and patches on their clothes. At first glance, they are accustomed to farm work at home, and it can be seen that they have no sense of existence at home. On the eleventh, his head was lowered, and he stood silently without speaking.

Eleven had no interest in the people of Uncle Yang's house. The two children running around and Song Juanhua's loud voice caused headaches, so he went straight into his room, closed the door and went to sleep.

Seeing is clear.

Song Zhi looked at the closed door and sat down silently, rarely feeling impatient with the noise of the two younger siblings.

Yang Shifeng spent most of an hour cooking a table of dishes. The family sat together, watching the sumptuous food on the table and swallowed, especially the two small ones, which were almost ready for grabs. Fortunately, Yang Shifeng stopped them. Eleven knows that the food ate has been grabbed by someone else's hand, so must go crazy.

Yang Shifeng called eleven out, then went into the room and carried Grandpa Yang out to sit on a chair, and the family lived together.

Second Uncle Yang was worried, "Shi Feng, can your grandfather sit and eat? Will you be overwhelmed?"

Yang Shifeng smiled and said happily: "It's okay, now it's time for the master to cook a meal, and the treatment effect on November is good."

Hearing this, Yang Ershu gave eleven thanks again and again, "Eleven girl, thanks to you, you are our great benefactor."

Grandpa Yang snorted, "You know that Girl Eleven is our great benefactor, and you will be polite to Girl Eleven in the future." Grandpa Yang said this and looked at Song Juanhua with emphasis. This is what she said to her.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Song Juanhua's face, but she quickly concealed it and hurriedly echoed: "That's that. Eleven girl is our benefactor. We are all thankful to her, how could it be that you are not welcome." It's not her who is causing trouble.

It was as if they hadn't heard what they were saying on the eleventh day. They ate their food on their own, and didn't realize that they were being discussed by others.

Upon seeing this, Song Juanhua cleared her throat, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: "By the way, the medical skills of Eleven Girls are really good. I heard that even the doctors in the town who are skilled in medical skills can't compare with them."

What this said made Grandpa Yang and Yang Shifeng happy, so both of them nodded in agreement.

Song Juanhua smiled more kindly, and continued: "Eleven girls can heal even her father's legs. This is really amazing. From this point of view, other minor illnesses and disasters are not a problem at all."

Second Uncle Yang took a sip of wine and smiled: "No, no doctor can cure his father's legs. The Eleventh girl only has a few days of treatment and feels it. I believe it won't be a long time before it will be cured. It's so difficult. Illnesses are not a problem, and other minor illnesses are definitely not a problem."

"That's that." Song Juanhua nodded and took a look at Eleven, she was very flattering, "Eleven girl is really Hua Tuo alive, she is the salvation bodhisattva of our people, if we have any illness in the future, there will be no salvation now. Well, girl eleven is really a good person."

Song Juanhua made Eleven into a good person who is kind and charitable, and a good person must be responsive to every request. If this is the average person who loves face, it will definitely be downhill, but Eleven is not an ordinary person, she never cares about nosy, and does not do anything to lose, so Song Juanhua is destined to have no idea.

When Song Juanhua naturally talked about her maiden brother’s legs and wanted to invite Eleven to have a look, Eleven raised her eyelids and said faintly: "No time."

Song Juanhua froze and laughed hard and said: "This, if this is to treat the old man, you can wait until the old man is cured before going to my brother. We are not in a hurry, we are not in a hurry."

On eleven, another piece of rabbit meat was put into his mouth, and after chewing slowly, he said, "I don't want to be cured."

"You!" Song Juanhua was annoyed. She didn't expect that she was so innocent, but she couldn't force others to nod her head. She was helpless for a while and could only look at Yang Shifeng, "Shi Feng, you can help the second aunt. You said it definitely works. ."

Yang Shifeng didn't understand why today's second aunt was so abnormal. It turned out to be with this purpose. No wonder the words are so nice, but he couldn't agree to this matter.

"Second aunt, she is in charge of the eleventh thing. I can't be the master. She says it's OK."

Song Juanhua was so angry that she was going to explode when she heard that, but she saw Grandpa Yang pinch the chopsticks on the table and scolded: "That's enough. The Eleventh girl said that she didn't want to treat it but she didn't want to treat it. If you don't want to eat, go out. Don't Long-winded here."

In the end, Song Juanhua didn't achieve her goal, and suffocated her stomach and went home.

Eleven was very satisfied, thinking that the old man of the Yang family was really good, and it seemed that she could leave a prescription for prolonging life for him when she left.

Song Juan ignored the flowers and cried while scolding, causing headaches.

Yang Shifeng looked at his second uncle at a loss, and shook his head secretly. The second uncle is a good man, but there is nothing he can do when he meets the second aunt. Every time he compromises, he will be crushed to death by the second aunt for the rest of his life.

But you can’t always let the second aunt cry in your own home. Grandpa has to rest. Yang Shifeng is going to persuade him. Unexpectedly, the old man in the house has heard it and roars on the bed, "Yang Ershi, you want to Am I willing to be so angry!"

Yang Ershi is the name of Yang Ershu.

The old man's roar stopped Song Juanhua's crying for a while, but it was only a moment, and then the one who should cry is still crying, and the one that should be crying is still trouble.

She doesn't pay attention to the old man at all.

Uncle Yang was reprimanded, and used his great effort to pull people, "Stop making trouble, Dad has woken up."

Song Juanhua rolled to the ground, "What am I making trouble, can't I be fair to me after being bullied? Your father can't be partial!"

"I...I..." Yang Ershu was sweaty with anxiety.

At this time, the old man's voice came from the room again, "Shi Feng, come in and carry me out. I'll see if she is going to be mad at me."

Yang Shifeng hesitated, then went into the house, took Grandpa Yang out, and sat on a chair covered with clothes.

Second Uncle Yang lowered his head in shame when he saw his paralyzed father. He has no face to see his dad, his dad is sick, he can't pay for medical treatment, not to mention that even his nephew is responsible for the service, and he is not filial.

Seeing his second son, who was always the same as Vinono, Grandpa Yang snorted angrily. Why did his Yang family appear such an unpromising species, it is simply embarrassing!

At this time, Grandpa Yang didn't know that another person in his Yang family who listened to his daughter-in-law's words more than Yang's second uncle was about to look forward to his daughter-in-law, and that was his beloved grandson Yang Shifeng. When Grandpa Yang later found out, he could only sigh helplessly. Fortunately, grand-daughter-in-law and second daughter-in-law were not the same shrews.

Old man Yang patted his legs heavily, "My second child, what do you want? Is it shameful to have you wandering around at your nephew's house like this?"

It’s a pity that Song Juanhua didn’t put this old man about to get into the soil at all, and she didn’t understand what she said. She just emphasized one sentence, “I don’t care. Up!"

Old man Yang was so angry that he stroked his chest, and said angrily: "You might as well just ask Shi Feng to give you money!"

Song Juanhua stopped crying, hummed and said nothing, but she also acquiesced.

Grandpa Yang used his finger to point Song Juanhua, and then second Uncle Yang, "Look at your good wife! My nephew wants to pit! For so many years, your nephew has been raising me, an old man, how are you so embarrassed!"

Uncle Yang became more faceless, lowered his head and dared not look at his old father.

Song Juanhua didn't have any scruples, and said confidently: "Who makes your second son useless, and can't even support your daughter-in-law and children, how can you be able to support you?"

"You! You!" Grandpa Yang trembled with anger.

Yang Shifeng hurriedly caressed him back, and angrily scolded Song Juanhua, "Second aunt, if you get angry with Grandpa again, don't blame my family for not welcoming you!"

Being scolded by a junior like this, Song Juanhua was very shameless. She grabbed a small bench beside her and snorted out baldly. Unexpectedly, the bench rolled all the way to the eleventh foot and was stopped by the eleventh foot.

If she didn't pay attention just now, she would hit her foot.

Eleven swallowed the last bite of tomatoes in his mouth, raised his eyelids, threw out the rest of the medicine in his hand, and threw it straight on Song Juanhua’s face, and then slid off her face, leaving a red juice .

Song Juanhua cursed, "You bitch"

However, before she finished speaking, she was squeezed her chin by Eleven who didn't know when she was bullied, and she didn't know how she moved. Song Juanhua's chin became crooked and her saliva was straight after hearing a click.

The room suddenly became quiet, only Song Juanhua whimpered.

The others looked at eleven dumbfounded.

"It's so noisy." Eleven wiped his hands and turned to Yang Shifeng, "Anything else? Can I still eat another tomato?"

Yang Shifeng nodded blankly, looked back at the second aunt with her mouth tilted, and went to the kitchen to get another big red tomato for Eleven to eat.

On the eleven, I got the tomatoes again, sat down contentedly, and ate, but when I saw Song Juanhua like that, I felt it was too annoying, so I screamed at Second Uncle Yang, "If you don't take her home, I'll give her again."