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"Take off the top, take off the bottom too." Ye Linlin held a long and thin needle knife in her hand, which she bought from a small clinic after her mouth was worn out.

Qiangzi pitifully pulled his trousers with his hands, and begged with a bitter face, "Sister, don't take them off."

"It must be taken off, from the bottom of the spine to the top of the head, so that it will be effective." Ye Linlin ordered without doubt.

"Ah..." Qiangzi looked at the long thin needle with horror in his eyes. If this thing gets stuck in his head, he doesn't know what it would be like.

He doubted whether his sister was treating himself or trying to kill him.

"You, do you know how to heal diseases? Why don't I know when you will get acupuncture? You don't think I'm dragging you down and want to murder my brother" Qiangzi asked cautiously.

Ye Linlin laughed with a snort: "I murdered you? If I wanted to murder you, I would run hundreds of miles behind your back, and take the risk of stealing someone else's boat to send you here?"

Qiangzi also laughed foolishly: "You ran hundreds of miles behind my back? Who are you lying to? You carried me ten miles on your back to show me? You'll be blamed if you're not exhausted."

"Believe it or not, I'll ask you whether you want to take it off or not. If you don't want to take it off, I can take it off for you. Hehe, it's not like I haven't seen what you look like before." Ye Linlin laughed strangely.

"You won't peek at me taking a shower? You're really a pervert if you don't say a word." Qiang Zi couldn't help but blush.

Ye Linlin didn't argue with him about this, but with a smirk, she wanted to take off Qiangzi's pants.

"You, you look so strange, I'll take it off myself." Qiangzi knew that his sister was very strong, if he was forced to take off his pants, he might as well take them off obediently.

Seeing Qiangzi obediently crawling naked on the hard wooden bed, Ye Linlin sighed softly, shook her slender hand slightly, and the slender needle knife had already pierced into Qiangzi's tail spine.

"Hurry up, I'm already very tired, and I have to get up early to work tomorrow." Qiangzi couldn't wait any longer.

Ye Linlin twisted the needle knife lightly in his hand, and said, "It's already pierced in, I told you it won't hurt."

"Really? Hey, it really doesn't hurt. Where did you learn this hand? When will you teach me?" Qiangzi seemed to be interested in everything.

"Don't worry about it. If I teach you, you won't learn. Even if I ask you to learn, you won't learn to stay still. Otherwise, don't blame me for making you paralyzed." Ye Linlin scare him.

Hearing Ye Linlin's words, Qiangzi immediately calmed down, except for his eyeballs rolling around, he didn't dare to move any other parts.

This house was specially rented by Lao Litou. It is very small, only a dozen square meters.A cloth curtain was used to block the middle, Ye Linlin slept outside, and Qiangzi slept inside.

Although the room is now tightly sealed, there is no stove in the room, so it is still very cold.Qiangzi endured the cold, and after a while the skin on his body turned red.

Ye Linlin didn't pay any attention to these things at all, and was still concentrating on sticking needles in his body, while observing Qiangzi's reaction.

After half an hour of hard work, the treatment process was finally over, and Ye Linlin sighed again, as if a little disappointed.

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook like rice"

Although the acupoints and manipulations are accurate, but without the tools and essential medicines, the treatment this time has no effect at all.

"Sister, do you think I can recover my memory just by piercing it a few times like this?".Qiangzi asked while hurriedly putting on his clothes.

"Theoretically, yes." Ye Linlin actually didn't know what to do, she didn't know if this would work in the end.

In fact, even if she brought all the medical tools, she still wasn't fully sure that she could cure Qiangzi's disease.

Qiangzi was seriously injured at the time, and it was a blessing to save his life, so at this time, he could only take one step at a time.

Hearing Ye Linlin say that it is possible for him to recover his memory, Qiangzi's eyes showed longing.

"You said that our parents owed a lot of debts to others in business, and they didn't know where they went. Then our family must be very poor. However, I also want to know what our parents look like. Maybe they can't do it. Those who did that don't know who my good friends were when I was young, and what's going on now..." Qiangzi was really sleepy, and while talking, he slowly fell asleep.

Seeing that Qiangzi was asleep, Ye Linlin gently tucked him in the blanket and stood up.

"I don't know what's going on with them, but I hope they're all well." Ye Linlin packed up the treatment equipment, returned to her bed, and lay down to rest.

If Qiangzi's illness can't be cured quickly, I'm afraid I only have half a year to live. Who will take care of him in the future?

Should I send him home? I'm afraid it will be more troublesome to send him back, or he may go to prison, or to a mental hospital, or he may be arrested for human research

Without strength, without a strong backing, the glory of the past is nothing but passing clouds.

If that's the end, it's better to let him die here for the rest of his life

Thinking that Qiangzi might spend his whole life as a boy in a steamed bun shop, Ye Linlin felt a burst of sadness.

In order to live longer, she had no choice but to sleep more, so soon Ye Linlin fell into a drowsy sleep.

Qiangzi and Ye Linlin spend their daily lives in a busy environment, kneading dough, making steamed buns out of the machine, putting them in drawers, putting them in baskets, and of course adding water to boil the boiler. They are dirty and tired all day long.

If there is free time, it is after the peak period of selling steamed buns, they can sit down and catch their breath.

Because doing this job will make the whole body full of flour batter, so you have to wear an apron, plus white flour all over your face, Qiangzi and Ye Linlin are now the standard bun shop guys.

"Hey, Qiangzi, come, take two pieces of meat and try it, and see how uncle's boiled duck tastes." Zhang Huzi saw that Qiangzi was not too busy at the moment, so he called him over to have a tooth-dashing festival.

Although Qiangzi looks a bit dull, he is not bad.Sometimes when Zhang Huzi bought steamed buns, Qiangzi would give him an extra one. It was no big deal for neighbors to eat an extra steamed bun.

Although working here for so many days, Qiangzi has never tasted what Zhang Huzi's boiled duck tastes like, seeing that he can taste it for free, Qiangzi is naturally not polite.

"Mmm, delicious." Qiangzi was full of praise while chewing on the steaming boiled duck.

Seeing Ye Linlin sitting in front of the store, Qiangzi hurried over and handed her a piece of duck meat: "Sister, try this, it's delicious."

Ye Linlin glanced at Qiang Zishou's duck meat, and frowned slightly, the color is so bad, I don't know how he boiled it

After taking the duck meat and chewing it twice, Ye Linlin's brows tightened even more. It was hard and not too bad, and it was a little salty, and the taste was not thoroughly tasted. In short, it was completely unqualified.

Qiangzi hasn't eaten any good food all day recently, and even eats such low-level food with such relish, it seems that when he is free, it's time to take him out to eat something good.

"Why, isn't it delicious?".Seeing Ye Linlin's hard-to-swallow look, Qiangzi asked a little strangely.

There are a lot of steamed buns in the steamed bun shop, so Lao Litou let them eat steamed buns every day.Although the business has improved recently, but he is born frugal, and he cuts pork for three to five yuan at most every now and then, and the meat is in the bowl. It's really not easy to find if you don't look carefully.

So when Qiangzi suddenly ate such delicious duck meat, he naturally felt that it was delicious in the world.

Seeing Zhang Huzi looking here, Ye Linlin nodded, "Not bad, the taste is okay."

After hearing this, Qiangzi turned around and walked up to Zhang Huzi, gave him a thumbs up, and said, "Uncle Zhang, my sister also said that your boiled duck is good."

Zhang Huzi shook his head: "You're wrong, she doesn't seem to be satisfied with my boiled duck, I can tell that."

"No, it's very good when I eat it. My sister also said that it tastes great." Qiang Zi quickly reassured Zhang Huzi.

In fact, he could see that when my sister ate, she really looked a little dissatisfied.

Zhang Huzi said slowly: "When I was chatting with your sister the day before yesterday, she said that there may be something wrong with my boiled duck. Could it be that your sister is not only good at making steamed buns, but is also an expert at making boiled duck? "

"Where can it be?" Qiangzi shook his head with a smile and said, "How can she cook boiled duck? Maybe she hasn't even eaten it before."

"Impossible," Zhang Huzi said with certainty: "She just looked at the quality of my duck the day before yesterday, and said that it must not be enough to cook the duck for two hours. She didn't watch me cook it, so how could she know?" Did I cook this duck for two hours?"

Qiangzi was also a little puzzled: "No, I've never seen her cook. The meals are all made by Uncle Li, and she has never done it once."

Zhang Huzi smiled and said: "You are so busy every day, is it possible that he even wants you to cook? After you come, he will only have to cook every day."

"Uncle Li is getting old. We young people are here, so naturally we can't let him do these rough jobs. Uncle Li is a good man. If it weren't for him, we might have starved to death long ago." I would like to hear people say bad things about Old Li.

"Are you joking? Are you really capable of starving to death? Old Lizi won you two, but it can be regarded as a treasure. His life is as idle as a fairy, and his business is getting better every day. Before long, your store may have to expand its frontage." Zhang Huzi stroked the beard under his chin, his eyes could not hide his envy.

"Expanding the door of noodles" when Qiangzi thought that he might not only make three pots of steamed buns, but four pots and five pots, or even ten pots and eight pots, his eyes showed despair.

Three pots of steamed buns a day are exhausting, if there are a few more pots, will this make people alive?

In the rental house at night, a majestic voice sounded again.

"Take it off quickly, it's easy to get needles if you take it off"

"Ah again"

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