70s rebirth daily

Xu Shujian had an injury on his foot, and because he had been down the river every day, he suffered from the cold, and his body was severely damaged. Now his condition is getting worse, and he has to lie on the bed for two or three days.

As for the cowshed, Zheng Dehui wrote the prescription that night, and helped the boss of the Chen family sneakily get some medicinal materials back from the county hospital. He only heard that the two old gentlemen who were seriously ill were out of danger for the time being.

On this day in mid-April, Song Fengchen returned home early.

Second sister-in-law Chen was away, and Zheng Dehui was changing the wound on Xu Shujian's foot.

Hearing that Zheng Dehui was going back to make lunch, Song Fengchen took out a pheasant from his back basket—this was an extra harvest he got from going up the mountain today, and wrapped some Gastrodia elata for him.

"This, how embarrassing this is!" Zheng Dehui couldn't hide his embarrassment, saying that it's not good to live under the fence, and the taste of being favored by others one after another is not much worse.

"It's okay." Song Fengchen stuffed things to him: "These things are easy to come by, and they are just for Mr. Xu and the others to replenish their bodies."

Hearing what he said, Zheng Dehui didn't have any reason to refuse. Thousands of words merged into one sentence: "Then thank you, Brother Song."

Song Fengchen sent him out.

When she came back, Xu Shujian was lying on the bed, looking at him with her head tilted.

Song Fengchen saw that his spirit had improved a lot, and felt that it was not good to lie in bed all day, so he asked, "Do you want to go out to bask in the sun?"

Xu Shujian's eyes lit up: "Is it possible?"

"Yes." Song Fengchen thought for a while, then turned and walked out.After a few minutes, he came back and walked to the bed: "I'll help you up."

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt from Xu Shujian's body.

With Song Fengchen's hands putting on the coat and shoes and socks, Xu Shu simply supported the edge of the bed with his hands, intending to stand up, but he didn't want his weak body to lift up any strength at all, his legs softened, and he staggered forward. , and fell straight into Song Fengchen's arms.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Xu Shujian, who had shriveled bones under her body, panicked.

At this moment, Song Fengchen spoke. He broke the embarrassment, and his tone was calm, showing pure concern: "Why, can't you use your strength?"

For a moment, Xu Shujian wondered if he was thinking too much, he drew a long nasal voice: "Yeah."

The next moment, he soared into the air, and hastily put his arms around Song Fengchen's neck subconsciously. In a trance, his eyes were facing the stubble on Song Fengchen's chin in twos and threes.

When Xu Shujian came back to his senses, he was already lying on a simple bed made of wooden boards in the open space in front of the earthen house. Song Fengchen even covered him with a quilt thoughtfully.

He was flustered, but Song Fengchen looked normal.

Xu Shujian watched Song Fengchen coming in and out, and after a while, a simple earthen stove was set up.

When the fire was lit, Song Fengchen stretched his spine and poured all the gastrodia elata harvested in the past few days into the pot, adding water just enough to cover the gastrodia elata.

After some hesitation, he suddenly turned his head and met Xu Shu with a half-distracted gaze, "What's wrong?"

With a buzzing sound, Xu Shujian came back to her senses and spoke incoherently: "Ah? It's nothing, it's not..."

Song Fengchen looked at him calmly.

"..."

Xu Shujian was devastated.

Song Fengchen was too calm, and he became more and more suspicious of whether he was thinking too much.In fact, Song Fengchen was only taking care of him as an ordinary patient because of guilt, and these things happened too coincidentally...

It's not unreasonable to think so.

Xu Shujian said calmly, discarding distracting thoughts: "Why did you come back so early today?"

Song Fengchen stared at the water splashing up and down in the pot, and replied: "The Gastrodia elata on the hills I frequent these days are almost exhausted, and I plan to find another place. It just so happens that the Gastrodia elata that I dug earlier has to be processed. So just come back."

As he said that, he removed the open fire in the stove pit, poured the gastrodia elata boiled in the pot into the enamel basin prepared next to him, took out a needle and thread, and strung up these gastrodia elata one by one and put them in the sun to dry.

They can be sold on the black market just after they dry out.

Xu Shujian didn't speak any more, and stared at Song Fengchen's movements for a long time, until sleepiness struck him, he shrank his body under the quilt, and slowly closed his eyes.

Hearing the shallow breathing in his ears, Song Fengchen stopped what he was doing and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he turned his head, the warm sun shone on Xu Shujian's body, covering the paleness of his face. In the gentle breeze, there was a sense of the tranquility of the years.

After drying the gastrodia elata, while Song Fengchen was fiddling with the wheelchair, the Chen family came.

Sister-in-law Chen put down the basket of eggs in her hand, looked at the wheelchair that had just taken shape in front of her, and asked in a little surprise, "You still do this?"

"It's a mess." Song Fengchen said with a smile.

In his previous life, he worked as an apprentice with an old craftsman for several months and knew a little carpentry.

He looked at the two brothers of the Chen family, the eldest of the Chen family was carrying two old hens, and the second brother of the Chen family was carrying two large strips of bacon, "Who are you?"

"Look at me, I almost forgot." Chen Er's sister-in-law smiled openly: "Thanks to Fengchen, our boss has been elected as the deputy secretary of the commune, and it's just this morning. No, I'm here to send you a thank you gift!"

"Don't." Song Fengchen patted the sawdust on his hands, and said bluntly: "Really, I have to thank my eldest nephew. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be able to do such a good thing."

Chen Er's sister-in-law was dumbfounded. She knew about this. After her boss came back, he described what happened at Deputy Director Zhou's house vividly.Not to mention anything else, she only knew that Song Fengchen just said a few words, and Deputy Director Zhou stuffed him with a small 200 yuan and a lot of tickets of various colors.

It's not just-

In a few days, Song Fengchen will have to go to Deputy Director Zhou's house for a 'follow-up visit'. When his son really recovers, Deputy Director Zhou must not give Song Fengchen a bigger red envelope?

It's just that one yard counts for one yard, Second Sister-in-Law Chen said: "That's not the way to calculate it. It's your ability to solve the affairs of Deputy Director Zhou's family. If it wasn't for this, the boss would not be able to be the deputy secretary."

She couldn't help but said: "My house has a water mat the day after tomorrow. I thought you might not like that kind of scene, so I brought you a thank you gift first, and it's not something expensive."

"That's fine." Song Fengchen couldn't shirk, so he nodded.

Second sister-in-law Chen is right, and he is indeed not interested in her family's running water mat. It is one thing that he cannot delay entering the mountain, and the more important thing is that he is too lazy to deal with the villagers of Yuexi Village. After all, his predecessor's bad deeds are there. If you really want to get there, you have to get some supercilious eyes, it's not necessary.

"Okay, then we'll go back first."

Saying that, Chen's second sister-in-law led the eldest son of the Chen family away, but the second son of the Chen family stayed behind.

"What?" Song Fengchen looked at him.

The second son of the Chen family smiled awkwardly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket like a dog's leg, smoked one, handed it to Song Fengchen, and struck a match.

Then he said: "Uncle San, there is something I want to ask for your help."

Song Fengchen leaned forward with a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and hummed.

The second son of the Chen family threw the matchstick under his feet and stamped it out, "Third Uncle, do you still remember that when my family had an accident, I helped you go to the waste collection station to find things?"

Song Fengchen nodded, "What happened?"

"It's not an incident," the second child of the Chen family said with a sullen face, "At the beginning, something happened to the clerk of the waste collection station I asked through my relationship, so he was very sensitive to these strange things. At that time, he I found out that the things I was looking for were weird, so I fell in love with them, but when I treated him to dinner yesterday, I was drunk by him, and I explained what I should say and what should not be said according to what he said."

"He threatened you?" Song Fengchen said in a bad tone.

"No." The second son of the Chen family said helplessly, "He almost knelt down for me, begging me to connect with you."

"Yeah." Song Fengchen's expression improved a lot.

"Third Uncle, what do you think?" The second son of the Chen family looked at him eagerly.

Song Fengchen glanced at him, it's all over, what else can he say?

The second son of the Chen family smiled openly, turned around and rushed out, and then walked in with a middle-aged man.

Well, the feeling is that he will not refuse when he is prepared, so everyone brings them here directly.

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Song Fengchen: On the surface, he is as stable as an old dog, but in reality he is in a panic!