Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

The two brown birds stewed in the pot were amazing. Bai Xiaoya actually called them "flying dragons". Calling them flying dragons would be fine, but they were not birds, but pheasants...

But no matter whether it is a pheasant or a bird, it is now stewed in a pot with dried mushrooms and is as delicious as it looks.

Zhang Xingwang was very satisfied with the meal. Third aunt's cooking skills were much better than her medical skills.

It was the listless face and half-smile that slightly affected Zhang Xingwang's appetite.

After the old man had eaten and drunk his fill, he managed to put on a kind smile, and then said to Zhang Xingwang in a half-dead tone:

"Young man, there is something wrong with your body..."

Zhang Xingwang looked at the old man's listless appearance and said nothing.

I thought that with your current state of mind, you should pay more attention to yourself.

Third Auntie looked at Zhang Xingwang's disapproving expression, curled her lips, and continued with a disdainful tone:

“Did you go up the mountain and feel that you are not afraid of the cold?

Grandma, I don’t know why you have so much yang energy, but in my opinion, your body must have been deficient in the past.

You'd better be on guard, after all, a single yang cannot last long..."

Zhang Xingwang felt impressed after hearing this. It seemed that Third Auntie was not only good at cooking, but was also quite skilled in treating illnesses.

Maybe he really knows how to read things. After all, the Yang Qi has been restored. It’s just that the words he used are not very particular. “The body was hollowed out before”, what kind of lewd words are these…

Before he could ask further questions, Third Aunt leaned against the kang with a proud look on her face, took the pipe and started to light a cigarette, but she couldn't light it for a long time.

This time Zhang Xingwang finally understood where Bai Xiaoya learned her acting skills.

He could only go forward and light up the pipe for Third Aunt, pretending to be willing to learn from her.

After the old man took a long puff of cigarette and tried to recall, he said slowly in a low voice:

"In the future, just eat more yin-replenishing foods to keep yin and yang in balance..."

Although Zhang Xingwang felt that it made some sense, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

You said that whether you tremblingly take out a picture album or mysteriously give a formula, it feels good, even if you say something vulgar.

After all, the atmosphere has been set up to this point, but you ended up talking about diet therapy again. Your smoking memory look is wasted...

After dinner, Zhang Xingwang went back to his sixth brother’s house to sleep.

After seeing him leave, Bai Xiaoya asked Third Aunt:

"Grandma, do you think there's something wrong with him?"

Third Auntie was sitting cross-legged on the kang, still looking lazy. The candlelight in the room was reflected in her pupils, which seemed a little bright in the night. She looked at her granddaughter in front of her and said with a smile:

"There is nothing wrong with me..."

Then he glanced at Bai Xiaoya who had already started yawning, shook his head and continued:

"Just like you, my brain is not very good..."

.........

It was almost ten o'clock when he woke up. Sixth Brother knew that he was too tired these days, so he didn't call him and let him have a good sleep.

After washing up, he had a lunch in the cafeteria, and then set off back to the city with Bai Xiaoya. It happened that her "third brother" had to go to the county town to do some business, so the two of them got on the free ox cart.

The third brother was a serious person. After greeting us when we met, he didn't say anything else.

Zhang Xingwang tried to talk several times but was blocked by his third brother's monosyllabic answers. Bai Xiaoya was not surprised by this.

The third brother accompanied the two of them to the station. When they left, he stared at Zhang Xingwang until Zhang Xingwang felt a chill on his back. Then he turned and left without saying a word.

After the two of them got in the car, Zhang Xingwang asked Bai Xiaoya:

"Third brother is such a serious person, but what does it mean that he stared at me for a long time at the end?"

"It is said that Third Brother's throat was damaged by evil spirits when he was a child, so he can't speak well. And Third Brother didn't look at you. He just likes to be in a daze."

………………

The two of them had a bumpy ride back to the city. The sun had already set when they got off the car. Zhang Xingwang called a tricycle to take Bai Xiaoya back before returning to the guesthouse.

After calming his dizzy head, he headed towards the market again. He planned to dispose of some of the meat in the space. After all, red deer appeared in Yanjing. If someone asked about it, he would have no way to explain it. After all, the channels for meat were more strictly controlled in winter.

While walking on the road, I saw a little girl in front of me looking around in front of a sweet potato stall. Her thin body was shivering from the cold and she kept stamping her feet.

Zhang Xingwang walked over and saw that it was indeed his "sister".

Looking at the little girl wearing a thin coat, her face red from the cold, she no longer had the stubbornness she had when they first met. But when she saw him approaching, tears quickly welled up in her eyes.

Zhang Xingwang looked around and asked curiously:

"Why isn't that aunt here?"

The little girl stared at him closely and replied in a soft, loud voice:

"Brother, my mother is sick..."

Zhang Xingwang listened to the little girl's answer and thought to himself that judging from the way she was dressed, it was probably only in the past two days...

"Sick? Seriously?"

The little girl shook her head and said:

"Nothing serious"

After a pause, he said to Zhang Xingwang:

"elder brother…"

Zhang Xingwang looked at the sister in front of him, then looked at his own weak hands. Did he really do what he said?

With a helpless smile, he pointed at the five remaining roasted sweet potatoes on the stall and said:

"Brother, will you eat sweet potatoes?"

Before getting a response, he paid and left. After walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of a possibility: this girl might have been waiting for him these days.

He turned back unconsciously and looked at the little girl's smiling face which immediately disappeared. He was sure that this girl must be waiting for him every day.

Suddenly, he felt that his head must look very big. But thinking that he might never need this coat again, he took off his sheepskin coat which was almost new and approached the little girl.

Seeing the little girl wanting to escape but not daring to, Zhang Xingwang smiled silently and quickly put his coat on her thin body.

Looking at the tightly wrapped little girl, Zhang Xingwang pretended not to notice her dodging eyes and said in a relaxed tone:

"Call me brother again, or I'll be in big trouble."

He firmly stopped the little girl from taking it off and returning it to him, and then said to her:

"Brother, I'm really not afraid of the cold. I'm in poor health. You should go back quickly."

After saying that, he turned around and left without caring about the little girl's expression.

As I walked, I heard two calls of "brother" coming from behind me, and I sighed that although this girl has a soft voice, her voice is really loud.

Leaning against the wall at the entrance of the alley, watching her pushing the cart home with some difficulty, Zhang Xingwang felt that it was quite a sense of accomplishment to save the cute little girl.

A breeze blew by, and Zhang Xingwang shivered with cold. He quickly took out the coat sewn by his second sister from the space and put it on, then continued to move towards the market.