80 military doctor's little wife

He held the wine jar tightly, just like holding his own life. Everyone cherished his life, and of course he was the same. In fact, when he lived to this age, he had no regrets. But who let him have so many things to do? He knew very well that he could not fall down. When he fell down, the Wang family would fall down. Once the Wang family fell down, he did not know how many people were involved.

Don't think he doesn't know how many people are stabbing his villains in Kyoto.

Hum, he is not dead, anxious to kill those turtles, angry to death those bastards.

"And..." he pointed to Tang Zhinian, a fool standing on one side.

"Little girl, who is that?"

"My father."

Tang Yuxin ran to the front of Tang Zhinian's ambition, and then held Tang Zhinian's arm, "grandfather Wang, do you think I look like my father?"

"Like a fart?"

The old man turned his mouth. His temper is really big, but it's true that there is no resemblance between the two fathers and daughters. Tang Zhinian looks honest, honest and stupid. He has a good strength in vain, but he doesn't have a good brain. He is cute, clever and good at medicine, This is also a sudden change in the fund.

"Keep your father away from me."

When Mr. Wang was pushed in a wheelchair, he didn't give Tang Zhinian any good looks. Obviously, he didn't want to drink.

And the canthus of Tang Zhinian's eye couldn't help taking a puff, he this is to recruit who offend who.

Tang Yuxin pulled Tang Zhinian's sleeve and told him not to speak,.

Tang Zhinian understood that after the old man left, he asked his daughter in a low voice.

"Heart, is it your wine he's holding?"

Tang Yu nodded with heartache, "it's just that, I'm still fighting for it."

"How can this man do this?" Tang Zhinian is a little angry. Anyway, he doesn't like what makes his daughter feel bad. That wine is Tang Yuxin's favorite. Usually, he is reluctant to drink it. He hides it.

"That's right," Tang Yuxin nodded, and of course he agreed with his father very much. "I just saw that he was old, and he was half dead at the beginning. Thinking about our wine, he could recover faster. In the end, he took my wine as his own, so I decided to let them roll up tomorrow."

"What nonsense?"

Tang Zhinian was still facing his daughter, but when he heard what the child said, he disagreed.

He raised his face and scolded his daughter, "the old people are not always of the same temperament. People say that the older they are, the younger they are. Your grandparents go early. If they are still there, they are as old as this uncle. Maybe they are of the same temperament. When your grandfather was young, he was a pucker with a big temper. Anyway, They are all guests, but if they live in the house for a few days and for a lifetime, how can they drive people out? "

"You have to be kind. Who has no children without parents?"

Tang Zhinian tried to touch his daughter's head. "This person's heart can't get bad. Once it gets bad, it can't be changed. You can't do such a mean thing. All the wine is dead. People are alive. Can't a human life be as hard as your jar of wine?"

Tang Yuxin is just like the bloody head that Tang Zhinian taught him. He used to look at the old man and take his daughter's things, but now he's seeing his own child grow crooked. That's OK.

If it's really crooked, how can he treat his parents and the Tang family so well.

There, Tang Zhinian regretted that he had not raised a woman well, but he let Tang Yuxin wipe the cold sweat on his head from time to time.

That's a long way to go.

In fact, she just followed her father's words, but in the end, she was regarded as a bad child. Where she got bad, she was a good person.

Tang Zhinian has taught his daughter a lesson for a long time. It can't be said to be a curse, but it's also spitting. Tang Yuxin never knew that Tang Zhinian could say so.

My mouth hasn't stopped for half an hour, and I haven't felt thirsty yet.

Tang Yuxin wants to find a wall. Just in time, Zhang Xiangcao comes to rescue her, saying that the food is ready and ready to eat.

Tang Zhinian stopped, but there was a rhythm that they continued after eating.

"You Laozi are not bad." when Tang Zhinian left here, the old man just let people push his wheelchair out. There was no wine in his arms. Don't think that he didn't drink because there was no wine. On the contrary, he didn't take it because he had hidden it. How could he take it out again when he came to his hands or what he liked so much?

"Of course," Tang Yuxin agreed, "my father and second uncle are rare good men in the world. They are honest and responsible, honest and smart“

"Wang Po sells melons."

The old man turned his mouth.

Tang Yuxin is noncommittal about this. We all know whether he is a good person or not. There is no need for her to emphasize it repeatedly.

"I'm hungry," the old man's stomach grunted. I'm really hungry.

"Isn't Aunt cooking?"

She is talking about the nanny brought by commander Wang, who usually cooks for the old chief. The dishes are given by the villagers. The chickens are also given by other families. They are all given by those families who grow the land of the Tang family. Tang Zhinian rents out the land, but he doesn't want to rent it. The dishes his family eats all year round are also given by those families. Even so, Tang Zhinian also gives money, What's more, they are all higher than the market price.

So let's not mention anything else. The dishes, eggs, chicken and fish are the freshest. The old man's three meals a day are all decided according to the recipe. What he wants to eat, the nanny can do it.

The old man pushed his wheelchair and walked out.

"What are you going to do?"

Tang Yuxin quickly pulls his wheelchair, this person is not good? What do you want to do? It's not a child. The child has ADHD, but he's so old. Is he really rejuvenated?

"Go to dinner."

The old man slanted Tang Yu's heart with the light from the corner of his eye. "Your family has ready-made rice."

"But..."

Tang Yuxin's head is a little short circuited. "At first, he said that he just wrapped it, but he didn't eat it."

"I can't eat less people."

The old man touched his stomach and said, "there are more people and more people. Eating is delicious. As a doctor, you can't deny that a good mood is good for the patient's health, right?"