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On the way, I happened to meet Yan Yong coming back from someone else's house for the Chinese New Year. His face was red and he was smelling of alcohol. When he saw them, he couldn't help but asked in shock: "You! What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"We're going to Zhan Kui's house to celebrate the New Year, and let Caiwei give her a few injections to relieve the pain." Liang Zi cleared his mouth quickly and immediately answered. "

When Yan Yong heard this, his expression changed instantly. He thought to himself that I am also a village cadre after all, so why didn't he ask me to celebrate the New Year? This old guy just relied on his seniority and let people carry him.

Yan Yong snorted coldly, turned around and glared at him, then turned around.

The third uncle saw that Liang Zhankui ignored him. After he walked away, he couldn't help but sighed, "Why don't you ask him to celebrate the New Year."

Liang Zhankui sneered: "We have different paths and we don't want to work together! Leave him alone! Let's go!"

"I would rather offend a gentleman than a villain. This person is narrow-minded. Now he has opened a restaurant in the county town. He thinks he is righteous and feels superior to others. If you do this, you will lose his face." The third uncle shook his head.

Liang Zhankui remained silent, but felt very shameless in his heart.Remembering that last time he knew that Director He was greedy and asked for Caiwei's recipe in vain on the condition of the loan application form, and killed a life in vain, he felt even more disgusted and didn't even bother to say polite words.

"Isn't he just a production captain? What's so great about it." Liang Ziqing snorted and quickly carried him to the old house.

"Third uncle! What's wrong with you?" Wang Juan asked in surprise.

"I have an old problem, arthritis, and the pain is severe. I want to ask Caiwei to help me prick it." Liang Ziqing blurted out.

Wang Juan's face paused for a moment, then she immediately came back to her senses, "Oh! Sit down and talk."

Huang Caiwei got up from bed just now. When she heard the noise, she immediately said, "Bring the third uncle in! I'll start now."

"This……

The third uncle's face turned red and he said, "Xiaowei! I'm so sorry that I have to trouble you during the Chinese New Year."

"It's okay! Doctors are kind and don't care about time. It only takes ten minutes."

Huang Caiwei opened the medicine box on the table, sterilized the silver needle, and said to Liang Ziqing, "Uncle, please help me take off my cotton pants first, and roll up my long johns to expose my knees."

"Okay!" Liang Ziqing took off his cotton pants to his ankles and rolled up his long johns.

Huang Caiwei picked up a silver needle and inserted eight needles into several acupuncture points on the Foot Shaoyin Meridian on both legs.

I lit another moxa stick and applied moxibustion on his knee for a few minutes.

"Third uncle, do you feel sore and numb?"

"Yes! It's sore and numb, and the pain is much lighter." The third uncle looked at her clumsy body, surprised and embarrassed.

"That's a sign that Yang Qi is rising and Qi and blood are flowing. In rheumatic paralysis, blockage results in pain, and sparseness results in smoothness. After a few minutes, you will feel the rising heat, the circulation of Qi and blood, and the pain will be greatly reduced. Prick it Within a few weeks, symptoms can be significantly reduced.”

"How can I bother you when you're celebrating the Chinese New Year?"

"It's okay! The patient comes first. It's not advisable to use acupuncture on the first day of the new year. Come back on the second day of the new year." Huang Caiwei smiled and put out the moxibustion stick and took out the silver needle.

"Caiwei! Are you ready? Everyone is here, let's go out for the family reunion dinner."

"Okay! I will disinfect the silver needle and it will be fine soon." Huang Caiwei responded and signaled Liang Ziqing to help the third uncle put on his cotton trousers and help him out.

Sterilize the silver needle quickly and put it back into the needle bag.

Liang Zhankui had already walked in, grabbed a fur coat and put it on her body, then held her arm and walked out of the bedroom.

"Sister-in-law! You must be exhausted!" Liang Erya hurried forward and helped her down the steps.

"Why isn't Aunt Wenying here?" She glanced around.

"My mother felt a little tired and didn't want to move around, so I let her rest." Liang Erya explained quickly.

At this time, Wang Juan and Ding Wangcai also helped Ding Zhimin out.

"Okay! Now that everyone is here, Zhan Kui, let's start!"

"it is good!"

Liang Zhankui invited his third uncle and Liang Yuqing to sit down at the head of the house.As soon as he helped her sit down, Liang Yuqing tapped her fingers and snorted, "Women should go to the women's table and not mix in the men's table."

Liang Zhankui was stunned, his face instantly darkened, and he was about to get angry.

Huang Caiwei curled her lips, a flash of disdain flashed in her eyes, and patted his palm, "Zhankui! I'm just about to chat with Xiao Min, so I'll go sit over there!"

"Xiaowei!" Liang Zhankui regretted in his heart, and a look of shame flashed across his face. If he had known this, he would not have called him over just now.

Huang Caiwei smiled and patted the back of his hand, "It's okay! It's the same wherever you sit. You have exactly eight here." She smiled at a few people, said hello, and turned around to another table.

Wang Juan hurriedly stretched out her hand to help: "Xiaowei! Come! Sit here with mom."

"Thank you, Mom!" Huang Caiwei sat down on the left side, sitting with Liang Erya.

"Everyone, please don't be formal and sit down casually!" Third uncle was the first to speak to clear up the unpleasant atmosphere.

Liang Ziqing and Ding Wangcai consciously sat on the left hand side, while Liang Zhanzhang and his father sat on the right side.Liang Zhankui and Liang Ergou sat at the bottom.

In this way, men and women sat at two separate tables, and the unpleasantness just now disappeared temporarily.

The people at the two tables were chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious. After they had had enough wine and food.

Liang Yuqing suddenly said: "Third uncle, several of our village committees got together just now and discussed it. We feel that the harvest this year is good, and we want to make it lively. We want to invite the faucet in the ancestral hall to celebrate the Lantern Festival, and everyone can pool some money. Let’s put on a big show and wish our village good weather in the coming year. I wonder what your third uncle thinks?”

The third uncle twisted his beard and nodded, "This year we will divide the fields and settle down, and everyone will be able to eat white rice. It's time to liven it up, and everyone can contribute some. Since you have already discussed it, let's do it! I have no objection, this faucet It has been in the ancestral hall for ten years and it is time to show its face."

"Okay! In that case, as the village chief, I will take the lead, "I will pay 30 yuan. "

The third uncle smiled and said, "Let's put together 28 yuan from my family to help me figure something out."

Liang Yuqing turned around and patted Liang Ergou, "Ergouzi, I heard that your business has been good this year and you have cleared all your debts," "How about that!"Can you also chip in 28 yuan? "

"No! Thanks to the blessing of Mr. and Mrs. Zhankui, my family has barely paid off the debt. We don't have much left in our pocket, so I'll just scrape together 13 yuan!"

"Only 13 yuan? So little?" Liang Yuqing was not happy.

Liang Zhankui saw that Liang Ergou didn't look good, so he immediately interrupted.

"Uncle Yuqing, acting is a good thing. It's up to everyone to decide how much they want. Everyone has their own difficulties. Don't hurt the harmony between neighbors because of this trivial matter. This will violate your original intention."

"Yes! What Zhan Kui said makes sense. Everyone can contribute as much as they can. Don't force it. Anyway, we should do things according to the amount of money. The main thing is that everyone should be happy."

Liang Zhanzhang also nodded, "Third uncle is right, Dad! My family will contribute 18 yuan! I also have good intentions."

"Okay! Since you have spoken, let's take 18 yuan." Although Liang Youqing's body hurts, he doesn't want to lose face.

"After discussion among several of our village committees just now, we made a decision. The one who pays the most will carry the first pole of the dragon head. Zhankui, your family has the best income this year, how about you take the first pole of the dragon head!"