The Rebirth of the Portable Space The Red Age

Zhao Weihong is a girl with a bold and enthusiastic temperament, and she is loyal, and the key is that she loves to fight.Although in her own words, it's called exchanging lessons.Because of her cheerful personality, Zhao Weihong has many friends, including boys, and of course many girls.

However, boys all regard her as a buddy, and girls also regard her as a buddy.In fact, apart from the fit and tall figure that is unique to women, there is nothing about this girl that looks like a girl.A head of neat short hair is not much longer than a boy's cut-cut hair, a bright and majestic face that is indistinguishable from male and female, a loud voice, and even the clothes are neat and neat.

I have lived freely for nearly 20 years. So far, except for Zhao Weihong who has seen several jokes by Zhao Weihong, few people have discovered that Zhao Weihong actually has another place that looks like a girl, that is This girl especially loves to watch gossip, and loves to watch the excitement.

Of course, Zhao Weihong also has the capital to watch the excitement, this girl is amazingly observant!

That day, Zhao Weihong saw through the essence at a glance, although Ya'er's words later dispelled her sudden thoughts.However, Zhao Weihong, who has a keen observation ability, has a spirit of perseverance in watching the excitement. [

The summer vacation is coming soon, and as the final exam is approaching, the students who were already hardworking and conscientious are now paying more attention in class.And because Zhao Weihong has a keen eye for a long time, she hugged Ya'er's big thick leg that can definitely be relied on with confidence. She is also diligent and studious. Unlike her classmates, she didn't always tighten a string, but a little more Little cunning, little pride.

Zhao Weihong, who was able to see all directions and listen to all directions even in class, finally affirmed a fact with her keen observation ability, that day was definitely not her own illusion.In the past few days, in class, apart from the black-faced professor Bao Gong, even the jade-faced scholar and the other two teachers have a bit strange attitude towards Xuan Jin.

Du Xuanjin is the favorite student of the teachers of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which is recognized by all the students of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.In the classroom, the teachers and professors like to ask Du Xuanjin to answer the questions the most. Listening to her clear and fluent answers to the questions not only delights the teachers who take teaching as their mission, but also is a good motivation for the students .

In the past, every time Du Xuanjin finished answering the questions, Zhao Weihong remembered it very clearly. The teachers always had a happy face and replied with appreciation, "Very good! Very good!"

But in the past few days, Zhao Weihong noticed sensitively that the teachers asked Xuanjin to answer questions less often!Occasionally ask a question, but more often it seems to be discussing.After Xuanjin finished answering, the strange expressions on the faces of the teachers didn't look like the relief they had before, but gave Zhao Weihong a feeling of "That's amazing! You deserve it! Let me just say it!".

Lian's tone when she asked Xuanjin to get up to answer the question was different from the pride and kindness before, but more restrained.

Zhao Weihong read it right. Several insiders in the medical school were under a lot of pressure when they were teaching a freshman in the Department of Chinese Medicine recently.If you accidentally say something wrong, wouldn't it be embarrassing in front of my little aunt!

The clinical trials conducted by Zhang Zeyuan and several old masters in the field of traditional Chinese medicine were completed in the affiliated hospital.A few days ago, the clinical trial was over, and even the papers were sorted out.As for the results of the clinical trial, the vice president of the affiliated hospital who is also Mr. Song's closed-door disciple can learn about it directly from the hospital, but what is the pathological basis for this will definitely shake the Chinese medicine community? I firmly believe Xuehai Ya's deputy dean felt like a cat's paw scratching in his heart, always wanting to see it quickly.

At that time, when he saw the paper in his hand, which was well-founded, easy to understand, concise and clear between the lines, the vice president, who was about to reach his sixtieth year, almost applauded it.

Several old masters saw the expression of Li Bowen, who has always been forgiving, the same as when they first read the paper, and they couldn't be more complacent.

"A good seedling, right? If Xiao Zhang hadn't acted early, she would be your little junior sister now! However, even if you and that girl Xuanjin don't have the name of master and apprentice, you still have the meaning of master and apprentice. By the way, don't forget it in the future Take care of you little junior sisters!" While talking, several old masters had already secretly recognized the little apprentice Ya'er.

It was only now that Li Bowen noticed that the handwriting of the thesis was beautiful and neat, and the words were concise and clear, not the master's flamboyant handwriting, let alone those cryptic and profound words.Except for the correction and polishing of some places, it seems to be the master's habit.

In this way, Li Bowen became more interested in his little junior sister whom he had never met.When he left from his master, Li Bowen, who had always been calm and calm, was still in a fog.Could it be that there is something wrong with my ears, and the little junior sister who is praised so much by the master and the others is not much older than my granddaughter?

Although Li Bowen was convinced in his heart, he still couldn't help confirming it with several apprentices who teach at B University.His confirmation was not important, but it shocked many people.

Traditional Chinese medicine has a long history and has been passed down since ancient times, and ancient precepts are still followed in many places.It is different from the current students studying in the school system. Earlier, it was important to be a teacher for one day and be a father for the rest of your life, and they all kowtowed to worship teachers.

Those who study Chinese medicine are more or less particular about tradition and respect teachers.For Du Xuanjin, a young aunt who did not formally worship under the old masters, but was deeply loved by them, these insiders were a little unbelievable, a little nervous, and a little reserved.

And Zhao Weihong, who made a small discovery but shared it with others, finally couldn't hold back that day. She interrogated Ya'er and said, "Xuanjin, are you sure that our Grandpa Zhai, Grandpa Li, etc., didn't threaten the teachers in our department? How could I?" Do you think they are a little afraid of you?"

Ya'er has been keeping her ears to the outside world recently, and only wants to be a good student. She is not as energetic as Zhao Weihong, and her white and tender hands can't help holding her forehead, and she replied, "Miss Wei Hong, the summer sun is too dazzling, your eyes are dazzled." Already! Here, memorize all these notes, and when you finish memorizing, you will be sure to clear your mind!"

Zhao Weihong, who was planning to gossip, saw the stack of materials Ya'er handed over, and said with a sad face, "Oh", Du Xuanjin's thick legs are easy to hug, but no matter how easy to hug, she can't hold them directly. Put it on yourself. [

As the saying goes, if you grind your guns in battle, you will shine if you are not quick.A few days before the final exam, Zhao Weihong finally lived in dire straits.Compared with Ya'er's ease and ease, Zhao Weihong's life is miserable.

However, under Ya'er's favor, the old ladies Du "Grandma" and "Grandma Wang" recently have a hobby of tinkering with delicious food in different ways, while the two old men, Grandpa Du and Grandpa Li , every three days, I strolled to my granddaughter to deliver delicious food, even though my granddaughter went home to live every night.Therefore, Zhao Weihong's complexion became more and more ruddy, and even Ya'er's little face gradually plumped up.

When Ya'er was worrying about whether she would grow fatter and fatter in the bitter summer season, and whether she would grow into a big fat man in the future, Di Yaohui, who hadn't seen his little daughter-in-law for half a month, saw the original white face The red face is white and transparent, and I can blow my daughter-in-law away with a single word out loud, and my heart can't help the dull pain, numb from the pain, and numb from the pain.

Compared with Ya'er's calmness when he saw the darkened Di Yaohui, Zhao Weihong was so excited that he almost shed tears.These thick legs are not easy to hug. Although Xuanjin is useful, but her own life is also in dire straits.Brother Zhai, you old man quickly take your daughter-in-law away, so that I can also be brisk.

Zhao Weihong bid farewell with tears, and even the boys looked at Di Yaohui who was standing beside Xiao Xiaohua with friendly eyes.

Di Yaohui doesn't have the time to study why he is so popular with wolves. The only thing he wants to do is to quickly feed the little man in front of him. Feed into a round and chubby look.

"Brother Zhai, I can't eat any more!" Ya'er had just wiped out a hill, but when she looked up, she found that another one had been piled up in the bowl.

"Hey, listen to brother Zhai! Eat more! It's all your favorite!" Di Yaohui was unmoved by Ya'er's coquettishness for the first time, looking at the small bowl that was not as big as his own fist, he couldn't help frowning .I don't want to raise my daughter-in-law as a cat!

Seeing Di Yaohui's insistence, Ya'er could only "rub" and "rub" her stomach, conquering new hills one mouthful as if venting her anger.Ya'er's standards are different from Di Yaohui's. The bowl in front of him looks much more atmospheric than the pocket bowl in the 21st Century Hotel.

After Ya'er struggled to wipe out another hill, Di Yaohui stuffed a few more chopsticks into Ya'er's mouth, and finally saw that she couldn't eat anymore, so he snorted with vegetables and soup, and cleaned up the food in a few minutes.

After paying the bill, I came out of the small restaurant with buds from two hills stuffed in my stomach, facing the glare of the sun, I was too lazy to leave, "I'm full, I can't walk anymore!"

The big hand with well-defined joints grasped the soft little hand, and Di Yaohui half-dragged and half-hugged Ya'er for a walk, "Who made your appetite not even catch up with a kitten?"

"Grandma Zhai has never raised a cat that can eat two bowls of rice! It's all your fault, who told you to let me eat so much!" Ya'er was so aggrieved that she pouted her mouth complain.

"Yes! Yes! It's all my fault!" Di Yaohui's heart almost melted when he saw the pitiful appearance of his little daughter-in-law. However, he must stick to this matter to the end. It doesn't work, "However, your appetite is really too small! Now I set up a new house rule with you - no matter how busy you are in the future, eat at least two bowls per meal!"

When Di Yaohui said this, seeing his daughter-in-law pouted disapprovingly, she threatened viciously, "Otherwise, brother Di's family will take care of me!"

"Oh? Family law service?" Ya'er, who was really uncomfortable, hung most of her body weight on that arm, with almond eyes smiling and willow eyebrows raised, and asked lazily: "Brother Zhai, can you say yes?" What kind of family law?" Are you so courageous, you still want to use family law against yourself?Believe it or not, shoot him with a brick!

"What kind of family law?" Di Yaohui saw that Ya'er was more energetic, and he was more willing to cooperate, a stream of light flashed in his cold eyes, "If Xuan Bao can't wait, I don't mind letting you try Brother Di's house first at night." Law!"

Ya'er saw the mysteriousness of what this person said, but her dishonest eyes kept shooting at her pair of little buns, which still had a lot of room for development. She didn't need to guess and knew that this person definitely had no good intentions.

Ya'er, who knew it well, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just strolled aimlessly, treating it as an after-meal digest.

Seeing his daughter-in-law's reaction, Di Yaohui knew that this clever little girl was thinking too much, so she didn't explain it, as long as it worked.

In the afternoon, Ya'er had no class, so the two of them wandered around here and there, but they didn't talk much.

However, after strolling around, Ya'er revisited Beijing's snacks, streets and alleys, whenever he saw something to buy, Di Yaohui, who was eager to make his wife fat, couldn't help but want to buy it. [

The two people, who hadn't digested well yet, stuffed their stomachs with snacks, walked in the afterglow of the setting sun, and when they returned home, the two old ladies who were counting and preparing dinner had already prepared dinner.

Grandpa Li Qingyuan was a little better. Grandpa Du, who had been defeated repeatedly by Di Yaohui, looked at Di Yaohui who was following behind his granddaughter's ass. He had a nose instead of a nose and eyes.This little bastard is not bad, but he is not worthy of his precious granddaughter.Grandpa Du will kill and forgive any man who harbors ill intentions towards the little padded jacket.

Ya'er didn't care about the struggle between the old and young men behind him, watching the various dinners on the dinner table, she couldn't help crying in her heart.Why did I forget that my grandparents also raised me like a piglet recently?

And the two men, the young and the old, who hadn't decided the winner yet, shifted the battlefield to the dinner table.

Di Yaohui seemed to have forgotten that he had been feeding people all afternoon. Knowing that Ya'er liked the light dishes prepared by the two old ladies, he picked up a chopstick steadily, and a small half of the small dish fell off immediately.

Putting the vegetables in front of Ya'er, Di Yaohui began to chatter prematurely, "Ya'er, eat more! Look at how thin you are!"

Recently, Li Qingyuan and Grandpa Du, who were getting angry because their granddaughter was getting thinner and thinner, were a little bit late just now. When the two old men heard this, they immediately became unhappy.

Li Qingyuan put the shiny green spinach into the bud bowl, and asked absently, "What's the matter, why do I hear your words seem to have a voice?"

"That's right, boy, did you just say that we were hungry?" Grandpa Du asked angrily as soon as he tapped the chopsticks.

Ya'er has been a treasure that he held in his hands since he was a child. Looking at his granddaughter's tired and pale face, he feels distressed. How dare this kid find fault with him?

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