Ding Ergou's Arbitrary Life

"You, alas, young man, you should be restrained in everything. If you go on like this, sooner or later, you will fall on women. You are now in the public sector. The cadres of GCD are either on the economy or on the women. You should not take such a road.". Seeing Ding Changsheng's complacent appearance, Wang Jiashan could not help but smile bitterly.

"Don't worry, master. I know it in my mind. Maybe we can have a drink tonight.". Ding Changsheng wants to change the topic.

"I can drink some, you can't drink, you continue to drink medicine, I'll give you some medicine later, if you don't leave these days, you can drink here, if you leave, you can take the medicine.".

"Ah, still drink. It's not very good to drink medicine for the Spring Festival.". The bitter taste on Ding Changsheng's face.

"We don't need so many rules. In fact, when you entered the door just now, I was thinking about one thing. If you agreed, I would die without regret. It is also considered that my Wangjiashan has not insulted our ancestors.". Wang Jiashan pressed Ding Changsheng down on the small stool opposite him and said solemnly.

"Master, what's the matter with you? You're so serious. Don't scare me for the Spring Festival.". Ding Changsheng joked.

"I'm not kidding. If I didn't meet you, I would have followed me into the coffin. You have a conscience. I don't associate with those people. I also have nephews. But after my son died, no one would like to stand out for me. At that time, I really felt that there was something to live for, so I kept petitioning, but these years have passed I still can't get anything. In fact, I also know that my son's death has nothing to do with other people's food. What's the way to do it? ". The more Wang Jiashan said, the more sad he was, and there was even a faint tear in his eyes.

"Old man, how can I listen to you? It's like telling the story of the future. It's not auspicious for us to celebrate the new year. Let's talk about it in the Spring Festival, OK?"

"You don't have a few days at home all year round. It's easy for me to see you once. If you have something to say, you're right. I'm telling you what to do. If you want to learn my medical skills, you don't have this opportunity. First, you don't have time. Second, I don't have so much time to teach you. However, a medical book handed down by my family is old I'll pass it on to you. If you are willing to study it, you can have a look for yourself. If you don't want to study, you can give it to others or donate it to the country. That's your business. I have only a few things left in my life. It's also a reward for you to feed my old people. ". The more solemn Wang Jiashan said, the more Ding Changsheng felt that things were not as simple as this, and the more he listened to his back, the more he sweated.

"Master, are you ok? If you have anything, you must tell me whether you have a terminal disease.". Ding Changsheng reached out and grabbed Wang Jiashan's hand and asked. The nervous expression was not pretended.

"I said you can't expect me to do well, this new year's curse on me.". Wang Jiashan angrily beat Ding Changsheng's hand to one side.

These two days, Ding Changsheng was really able to stay. He didn't go anywhere, so he cooked at Wangjiashan's house. Since his parents died, he learned everything, and cooking was not a problem. The next day, the refrigerator was also delivered. Ding Changsheng went to the town to buy a lot of food, which were put in the refrigerator.

Of course, over the past two days, Ding Changsheng did not drink less medicine. He drank the last meal and the next one. He had no time to rest. Moreover, Wang Jiashan was really able to toss around. He also used traditional Chinese medicine soup to soak Ding Changsheng's feet, not to mention, it was a little different from the previous feeling.

Two days later, on the morning of the first day of the first lunar month, Ding Changsheng got up very early because he had to go to Zhonghua's house in the provincial capital to pay New Year's greetings to the old Zhongjia son. Before dawn, Ding and Wangjiashan got up to cook dumplings. After sacrificing heaven and earth, Ding Changsheng pressed Wang's mountain on the chair in the main room. Before Wang's return to God, Ding Changsheng had already knelt down In front of Wangjiashan, he made a sound.

"Master, you and I were not relatives before, but from today on, you are my grandfather. I swear here that as long as you are old, I will take care of you for the whole day, until I give you the old man to die.". Ding Changsheng chose to express this to Wang Jiashan on the first day of the lunar new year, which shows his solemnity.

"Oh, you child, why do you need it? I know what you mean. Get up and cool on the ground.".

"Grandfather, if you still want to be your doctor in the future, you can do it, but you don't want to do it. I raise you old, and I can still support you with my current income. However, I still try my best to learn some medical skills. In case I don't want to go on official career one day, I can still be like you. I can make a living as a doctor, right?"

"Well, you little boy, I'm afraid you don't have a long time to do anything. OK, since you're willing to learn, I'll teach you while you can still move. How much you learn depends on your ability.". Wang Jiashan is very happy. After all, some people are willing to learn these old things, so I am really happy to have a spring festival.

Just before dawn, Ding Changsheng had finished the dumplings on the first day of junior high school. He started his car and went to the provincial capital. It was not near from here to the provincial capital, and there was no expressway. Even if Ding Changsheng started early and arrived at the provincial capital, it was already more than eight o'clock in the morning. He drove the car directly outside the family home of the provincial Party committee, and directly entered the door. Besides, he went in himself Also can't find which is zhongfengyang's home, might as well call Zhonghua at the door, let him send someone out to pick him up.I don't know what Zhong Fengyang likes. Moreover, such a big official doesn't pay much attention to the things that he sent as a young soldier. Originally, he didn't intend to send things, but Wang Jiashan was not the same. When he heard that he wanted to meet such a big official, how could he do without something? It was polite for people not to let you take it. If you take it seriously, you are really too polite Under Wang Jiashan's insistence, he put several jars of medicinal wine that Wang Jiashan made by himself on the car, and these medicinal liquor were old wine buried under the ground for several years.

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