I am many years in the courtyard

Chapter 209, Death!
According to Zhang Mingde, an old Chinese doctor, when his master Zhang Taoist priest was practicing medicine in the south, he happened to encounter the Taiping war.

During the war, he met Zhang Mingde who was abandoned in the wilderness at that time.

Seeing his pity, the old Taoist rescued Zhang Mingde.

Later, Zhang Mingde's family members were not found, so they decided to adopt him.

At the beginning, for many years, I didn't think deeply about peace and war.

But after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that this is not right. The Taiping War was the same as the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Movement a hundred years ago.

Weed!

Could it be that the old Chinese doctor in front of me is over 100 years old?

But he looked like he was only 70 or [-] years old.

This is the real version of the art of beauty, right?

What's more, it's not just as simple as being beautiful and skilled, Zhang Mingde often walks tens of kilometers of mountain roads with hundreds of catties of mountain goods.

If young people want to carry hundreds of catties of mountain goods, it may be no problem to walk one or two hundred meters, but it will not be good to walk one or two kilometers, dozens of kilometers?And it's a mountain road?

kill them!

Not to mention, Zhang Mingde is already a hundred years old!

This age can still be so powerful, the body is too strong.

"Well, you are right, I should be a hundred years old this year."

Zhang Mingde nodded and admitted directly, and his face became even more surprised after many years.

Really a centenarian?
Seeing the expressions of many years, Zhang Mingde smiled slightly:
"Don't pay too much attention to these things. In fact, living longer is sometimes not a good thing."

many years:"."

Although he wanted to say that the old Chinese doctor was filling the cup, he had no evidence.

Moreover, he actually agreed with the other party's words, simply.

"Okay, if you really promise me, then go to the mountain another day." Zhang Mingde suddenly became serious, and said:
"Although we don't have so many rules in our stone temple, we still have to pay homage to the patriarch, which can be regarded as paying homage to the old Taoist priests."

The latter sentence made Zhang Mingde's face full of emotion, but he quickly returned to normal.

"The old Taoist priest, that is, my master, liked to drink during his lifetime. You can just buy a bottle. You don't need to prepare anything else. I'll wait for you in the mountains."

After saying that, Zhang Mingde was about to get up and leave, so many years had no choice but to get up and send the other party off.

However, Zhang Mingde was very magnanimous and did not let him see him off.

He waved his hand and quickly disappeared into the twilight.

The east has already turned white, and the sky is getting brighter.

So, he was only focused on chatting with the old Chinese doctor just now, and he didn't accomplish anything.

Looking at the pigeon market that has almost dispersed, I laughed and shook my head for many years.

It doesn't feel real, like a dream.

But he knew that his next Chinese medicine practice might really be on the fast track.

Leaving Pigeon City, many years back home.

When having breakfast with Qin Huairu, many years suddenly ordered:

"Make an extra meal for five people at noon, and I will take them home for dinner at noon."

"Make more coarse grains, cornmeal, sweet potatoes, etc., and stew the remaining bean goose together."

Qin Huairu paused, she was not curious about who she invited to dinner for many years, anyway, she knew it at noon.

Who knew, she had said directly for many years that her brother would come over at noon.

After seven days of confinement, Qin Minghui should be released.

"Is he okay?" Qin Huairu asked concerned, and shook his head for many years, "I don't know if there is anything, but he will definitely be busy in the future, and you will be busier in the future."

Afterwards, Many Nian told her about his next plan, and Qin Huairu was suddenly so moved that he looked at Many Nian with a wink.

Although Qin Minghui is hopeless, and his family members are very disappointed in him, but after all, he is his own brother, so how can he really care about life and death?

"Brother A Nian, we didn't have much food left, so wouldn't it be nice to add another brother of mine?"

She was a little hesitant, and didn't know how to solve the food problem for many years.

It seems that there is still a lot of food in the family, but if Qin Minghui is added, then the food is definitely not enough.

Many years nodded and said:

"I'll let him get it back from other places, and then I'll let him do some hard work. There are a lot of them at the train station."

Of course he knew that there was not enough food, but Qin Huairu didn't know that he had space, and the food in the space was enough for the two of them for several years.

The work of coolie, in addition to carrying goods as a porter, there are construction sites and so on.

When Qin Huairu heard the words, she nodded immediately, and said viciously, "Yes, let him be a porter, lest he run around."

After breakfast, I rode my bicycle back to work for many years.

When they came to the first workshop of the rolling mill, brothers Xu Danian and Xu Niannian looked at An Nianyun again, and their faces drooped instantly.

It's the third day, are you still here?
On the contrary, Lao Xu, who was riding a [-]-bar, arrived at the rolling mill one step earlier than the two brothers, and was able to ignore the existence of An Nianyun who was standing next to him.

In recent days, under the high pressure of An Nianyun, Lao Xu felt that his processing skills seemed to have improved a lot.

Confidence has also increased a lot for the next worker's rank upgrade assessment.

The Design Institute, the Fifth Design Office, has been sitting at his desk for many years, reading books seriously.

It is planned to go into the mountain in two days to complete the apprenticeship process.

But as long as he has enough time, he will try his best to read medical books.

Taking advantage of the fact that Zhang Mingde, an old Chinese doctor, is now in good health, he hopes that after apprenticeship, he can learn more from him.

When the time comes, after the relationship is acquainted, it may be suggested that the couple can temporarily move to the capital for many years.

In this way, he can ask the other party about medical issues at any time.

Of course, he has nothing to ask for advice now, because he is still in the stage of solidifying the foundation, and he has not read many medical books and recited them well.

It is even said that even the herbs have not yet been identified.

A student who hasn't even arrived at the entrance, what questions can I ask for advice?

The office was relatively quiet throughout the morning.

In the middle of the morning, Lin Xiachuan came to inform that there was a meeting in the afternoon that he needed to attend, and there was nothing else to do.

The meeting is about the Great Hall.

As one of the eight most important major projects of the design institute and one of the most important National Day gift buildings next year, the design work of the Great Hall is urgent.

Therefore, in addition to more and more meetings, even young people like this for many years have to participate in meetings together and participate in discussions together.

However, it has been very clear for many years that the final draft of this design draft still has a period of two months to pull, and then it has not been finalized.

In short, this matter is more delayed than pregnant women's dystocia.

The specific reason why it is so difficult is that apart from the complicated background of the times, it is more because the Great Hall has a bearing on the face of the country. No matter how perfect the design drawings are, there will always be people who feel that they are not perfect, and there will always be people who are nitpicking. .

For many years, there are four words for the afternoon meeting: the focus is on participation.

When there was still half an hour before lunch, many years left the office early.

In Room [-] of the Security Section, I saw Qin Minghui who hadn't seen him for many days again for many years.

The latter is now thin and emaciated.

"Brother-in-law, are you finally going to let me out?"

Qin Minghui's voice was hoarse, but his eyes were unexpectedly calm. He didn't know if he was tortured so that his mentality was completely disordered. He didn't know how to face it for many years, so he was so calm and calm.

"Do you still want to gamble?"

Asked with a smile for many years, Qin Minghui was obviously taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "Brother-in-law, I have changed my past."

"I believe you've changed your mind, so I'm here to take you out now."

Believe it or not, it doesn't matter at all.

Because Qin Minghui's future path has been decided for him for many years.

Even if Qin Minghui wanted to struggle, it would be futile.

Walking out of Room [-], Qin Minghui couldn't adapt to the sunshine outside.

There is no light in the third room, it is really a pure dark room.

Only occasionally when the meal is served, will a little light be given to him.

There have been no sunglasses for the other party for many years, so I can only rely on the other party to get used to it.

Battelle also followed, nodded to the former for many years, and said:

"Come back and have lunch with me later, and plan the next thing."

"Okay, no problem."

Afterwards, many years found scissors and began to cut Qin Minghui's hair.

Troop haircuts are free and, in many cases, self-sufficient.

The last time Jiang Dongyang was not asked to have a haircut in the security department because he was still familiar with the security department at that time.

Now, the scissors are all Battelle's own.

This kid usually cuts his own hair and doesn't need help from others

Because he is bald.

After cutting Qin Minghui's hair, he asked him to take a bath.

After the brother-in-law came out with a new look, he took him home for lunch with Battelle for many years.

The latter borrowed a bicycle from other people in the security department and followed them home.

Otherwise, Battelle can only run.

When she got home, Qin Huairu had already prepared a table full of meals, which were not very delicious, but definitely made people appetite.

The two little ones, Xu Xiaoman and Xu Weidong, stayed at their third uncle's house all morning, unwilling to leave for a moment.

Because the third uncle's house made delicious food again today, after they had breakfast in the morning, they originally wanted to study with the third aunt, so they found out about it.

Seeing the greedy faces of the two little kids, who hadn't spoken for many years, Qin Huairu smiled and said.

"The two of them have been helping me all morning, choosing vegetables and taking out the garbage. They can't even drive away."

"Haha, okay, you guys stay and eat later."

Many years answered with a smile, the two cubs were very happy, but still shook their heads.

Because the third uncle's house has guests today, it must not be appropriate for them to stay.

Seeing that they are so sensible, I went to the guest room for many years and gave them some snacks.

The two kids went out, and the four of them started having lunch for many years left.

As soon as the lunch started, Battelle kept praising the delicious lunch. This flattery made Qin Huairu elated, and he kept looking at him proudly for many years: Look, the food I cooked is delicious, right?

Qin Minghui kept silent, just lowered his head to cook, and his eating speed was not much slower than Battelle's.

During the whole meal, no one chatted much.

After all the food was swept away, Qin Huairu cleaned up the dishes and said to Qin Minghui after many years:
"From the afternoon, you will train with Battelle, and he will teach you how to really adapt to the life of the army."

"You'll be following him for the next few months until you get on the recruit train."

"Also, your sister said that you have to earn your food expenses yourself, so besides training, you will also have some temporary jobs as porters."

"In the next few months, you will be very busy and hard, please prepare yourself mentally."

After listening, Qin Minghui was completely dumbfounded.

He thought that after he came out of the little dark room, he could continue to be unrestrained.

Unexpectedly, waiting for him is not a good life, but endless torture.

"Brother-in-law, I'm not going to be a soldier."

Looking at Qin Minghui for many years, he showed a smiling face, and his white teeth were very sharp:
"It's not up to you, your father, that is, my father-in-law, has changed your date of birth. Before the National Day, you are a young man."

"So, no matter how you resist, you will have only one result in the end: become a soldier!"

The latter was silent for a while, then stood up suddenly, and was about to run away.

But it was patted by Battelle with a big palm, and then a big face was a few centimeters in front of him:
"Where do you want to go? Just a little guy like you, I can pack seven or eight with one hand, believe it or not?"

Feeling the strength from his shoulders, Qin Minghui's expression changed completely.

The future is gloomy!

Looking at the scene in front of him, he smiled triumphantly for many years:
"With the kung fu of a three-legged cat like you, you still want to run? Practice more, young man!"

Qin Minghui didn't say anything and became silent.

He was not such a person before, but this time in confinement, his personality has changed.

After chatting for a while, the three of them returned to the design institute.

On the way, Qin Minghui jumped out of the car and wanted to abscond again.

As a result, he fell into the mud himself.

Also injured!

Because the speed of cycling for many years has reached more than 30 yards, which is faster than [-] yards.

This speed is so fast that the pedals are about to spark.

If Qin Minghui hadn't been brought along, the speed could have been a little faster for many years.

The reason why it was so fast was because Qin Minghui would jump off the car.

Unexpectedly, he really wanted to die!
After getting out of the car so angry for many years, he slapped the kid a few times:

"Do you really want to die? Battle!"

Battelle has also come over, and he yelled loudly after hearing the words:
"exist!"

"This afternoon, take him to run ten kilometers, no matter whether he lives or dies!"

"Yes!"

The crowd on the side of the road looked at this scene curiously, not understanding what was going on.

There happened to be a police patrol nearby, so Dang even rushed over.

"Comrade, what happened? Hello, please show your work ID!"

In the 50s, no one would bring a household registration book when going out.

But they always carry their work permits. Those who don’t have work permits usually go back to the police station and find the street office or their family members to pick them up.

For the matter in front of them, the three policemen were all targeting the weak Qin Minghui, not the vicious Battelle and many years.

Before the latter could speak, Qin Minghui began to cry for grievances.

"Comrade Public Security, I don't know them, they want to kidnap and traffic me..."

Many years and Battelle both laughed angrily, the former was still wondering if the words at noon were too harsh and frightened the child?
While thinking like this, for many years, he reached out his hand to stop Battelle who was about to hit someone, and at the same time took out his work card from his pocket:

"Comrade Public Security, I am from the Design Institute. This is my work permit. My family lives in a courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang..."

"This kid is called Qin Minghui, he is my wife's younger brother, he is very mischievous..."

He was straightforward and didn't want to hide anything.

I just want to get rid of the police officer who is in the way, and then deal with this disobedient Qin Minghui.

The three police officers checked their documents, and saw that Battelle was still the deputy chief of the security department. After a simple questioning, they also learned that the two of them had been veterans for many years.

Can't help but salute.

After all, according to the level, Battelle is equivalent to the deputy director, and he is not a small leader.

After the three police officers left, Qin Minghui's eyes were filled with despair and fear.

Looking at each other coldly for many years, he said to Battelle:

"I'll return the bicycle for you, I don't care how you drill him next!"

After all, for many years, I rode my own bicycle and pushed another car with the other hand, leaving the road.

When he was far away, Bartle squatted down immediately and smiled foolishly.

"Boy, you are so powerful, you actually pissed off your brother-in-law, ten kilometers, hehe, I hope you can persevere, or you will die ugly!"

What happened next has not been known for many years, but it can also be guessed.

Every year, recruits always have thorns, and the methods and experience in dealing with thorns, both of them have not lacked for many years.

Therefore, even if Qin Minghui refuses to cooperate, it doesn't matter, there are ways to deal with him.

After returning to the design institute, Yin Xudong and others couldn't help asking curiously when they didn't see Battelle after returning the bicycle for many years.

"Don't talk about it, that kid Qin Minghui is a thorn, so I'll let Battelle figure out the rest of it..."

As far as it goes, it's obviously ten kilometers!
Qin Minghui has no training foundation, even if he is a 16-year-old boy, it is absolutely difficult for him to run ten kilometers consistently.

Even for amateur runners, it is difficult to finish ten kilometers without running for a while.

Therefore, what awaits Qin Minghui will be endless pain.

"Haha, I thought that brother-in-law of yours really reformed himself..."

Yin Xudong and the others laughed, somewhat gloating.

Because at noon, Qin Minghui was too calm, and it didn't seem like a normal reaction after confinement.

For many years, his face darkened, he glared at everyone, then turned and walked out of the security department.

Back in the Fifth Design Office, not long after he sat down, he took the paper and pen again, got up and went out for a meeting.

The project of the city hall, alas, it is difficult to describe it in one word!
(End of this chapter)