Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

At that moment, a feeling of "the glory of other people's children" quietly came to my mind. I wonder how many young people in the family will face some teachings due to the overly high expectations of their elders after this gathering.

This is actually unwarranted pressure.

However, these disturbances have no direct connection with Yang Ming.

Afterwards, Yang Ming took out the birthday peach he had specially made for Mr. Yang. This birthday peach, as a gift he had carefully planned, was lifelike and once again won Mr. Yang's deep love and satisfaction.

After all, with Mr. Yang's noble status, he must have seen all the treasures in the world. But Yang Ming's seemingly ordinary, but in fact full of heart birthday gift, was the most touching.

"My dear friend Yang Ming," said old man Yang with a smile, "I like this birthday gift very much. If you have free time in the future, remember to come to our house often."

As soon as these words were spoken, the guests present looked at him with surprise and envy.

You know, Mr. Yang never likes too many social activities. If it weren't for his 80th birthday today, and the guests were all relatives and old friends, it probably wouldn't be so lively.

In short, it is a rare opportunity for ordinary people to see Mr. Yang. But Yang Ming is so young, and he has won this honor, which is really enviable.

After the guests left, Yang Jianguo sincerely thanked Yang Ming: "Yang Ming, I really thank you very much for what happened today. If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't be so happy today."

"Brother Yang, you are too polite." Yang Ming responded, "However, I noticed that the old man seemed to be unwell. If you allow me, I would like to feel his pulse?"

Yang Jianguo had full faith in Yang Ming's medical skills, so he took him to the old man's study without hesitation. After a careful diagnosis, Yang Ming looked at Old Man Yang.

"Old man," he said slowly, "I guess you had a severe back injury in your early years. Although you have recovered, your back aches every time it rains. In severe cases, it is even difficult to stand. I wonder if my guess is correct?"

"This...you are right." Old Master Yang nodded.

Hearing this, Mr. Yang's eyes suddenly became sharp and he turned his gaze to Yang Jianguo next to him.

The latter shook his head slightly. Obviously, Mr. Yang originally thought that his son Yang Jianguo might have mentioned his injury to Yang Ming. But from Yang Jianguo's actions, it can be clearly felt that Yang Ming knew nothing about it before.

"Indeed, rumors are always less real than seeing with your own eyes." Old Master Yang said with emotion, "Before Jianguo mentioned that you have superb medical skills and the ability to bring the dead back to life, I was a little skeptical when I first heard it. After all, life's energy is limited, and it is not easy to master a skill to perfection. But after seeing it today, I realized that I, an old man, am ignorant."

"Brother Yang Ming," Old Master Yang continued, "I have met many extraordinary people in my life, but I am afraid you are the most elusive one to me."

Hearing this, Yang Ming smiled and responded, "You are overpraising me, old man. There are many people in history who became famous at a young age, such as Gan Luo who was appointed prime minister at the age of nine, and Cao Chong who weighed an elephant at a young age. My little skill is just a fluke, so how dare I call myself a genius."

Having said that, Yang Ming still had his own feelings in his heart. If it weren't for this solemn occasion, he might have directly

To be honest, who I am today is made possible by my own sweat and hard work.

Afterwards, Yang Ming asked Mr. Yang to take off his shirt, took out the silver needles, and prepared to use acupuncture to treat the old wound on his waist. When his eyes touched the scars on Mr. Yang's body left for the country and the people, Yang Ming felt a deep respect in his heart.

These scars are the marks left by Mr. Yang for protecting his country. As later generations living in a peaceful era, they can enjoy a stable life today precisely because of the bravery and dedication of these predecessors.

Therefore, Yang Ming was particularly focused during the treatment. He not only helped Mr. Yang to clear the blocked meridians, but also made his frown gradually relax.

"Brother Yang Ming, your acupuncture skills are truly amazing." Old Master Yang praised, "I feel a warm current flowing through my waist, as if the warmth spreads throughout my body, and those old injuries no longer feel the pain they used to."

After experiencing Yang Ming's acupuncture in person, Mr. Yang admired Yang Ming's medical skills even more. Before leaving, he not only asked Yang Jianguo to drive Yang Ming home personally, but also prepared many gifts to express his gratitude.

"Grandpa, you are so polite." Yang Ming looked at the car full of gifts and said helplessly, "How can I have the nerve to visit you next time if you are like this?"

"Yang Ming," Yang Jianguo said with a smile, "Don't be polite with my dad. He has a lot of these things in his room, just take them. But then again, my dad never let us brothers bring so many things home, but you are an exception."

Afterwards, Yang Ming was sent back to Nanluoguxiang. Although this visit was short, the friendship between Yang Ming and Mr. Yang became even deeper.

When Director Yang's luxury car quietly drove into the narrow alley, the entire block seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, and the atmosphere instantly became lively.

"Look, what is that? Is that a car?"

"Whose family is so rich and powerful that they can own a car?"

“Maybe we took the wrong road?”

People gathered around and looked at the car with curiosity. Before long, someone in the crowd recognized the uniqueness of the car.

"Isn't this Director Yang's car? How did it appear here?"

"Director Yang?"

As the words fell, a figure squeezed out of the crowd eagerly and rushed towards the car, his face full of flattery and expectation, wanting to open the door for the distinguished guest in the car.

This person is Liu Haizhong.

However, when the car door slowly opened, a person who walked out was someone Liu Haizhong had never expected - Yang Ming.

"Yang Ming? How could it be you?" The smile on Liu Haizhong's face froze instantly.

"Why can't it be me?" Yang Ming asked back, "This is my way home, I can naturally come back here."

"You..." Liu Haizhong was speechless for a moment, then shouted angrily, "This is clearly Director Yang's car! Yang Ming, you are so brave, how dare you drive Director Yang's car without permission!"

Just as Liu Haizhong was about to complain to Director Yang, a steady voice interrupted his shouting.

"Liu Haizhong, what are you making noise about?" Director Yang walked out of the cab and glanced at Liu Haizhong calmly.

Liu Haizhong immediately suppressed the anger on his face, put on a flattering smile, and tried to show his goodwill to Director Yang. But Director Yang didn't seem to notice him, and walked past him and walked to Yang Ming.

"Brother Yang Ming, I will take you here. There are still many things to be dealt with in the factory, so I will return first."

"Thank you, big brother." Yang Ming responded with a smile.

Afterwards, the two took out the gifts given by Mr. Yang from the trunk - a box of Maotai, a whole ham and two boxes of exquisite southern snacks.