70s rebirth daily

There is nothing to say about Zheng Dehui's medical skills. Under his meticulous care for nearly two months, among the five patients in the cowshed, except Mr. Zhao Chengyu, who was seriously ill before, and Mr. Liu, the other three have also recovered. great.

During the intermittent contact in the past few months, Song Fengchen also had a general understanding of the identities of these people.

Needless to say, Zheng Dehui comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and his family has a long history of learning. He is not conservative in his thinking. He has stayed abroad when he was young, so he can also order simple Western medicine.

As for Xu Junmin and Zhao Chengyu, the two old men were both senior government officials.Before the accident, one was the Minister of Civil Affairs and the other was the Minister of Culture.

Among the remaining three people, Mr. Liu, who was seriously ill, was the last batch of government-sponsored overseas students sent to Citigroup by the late Qing government, and had been the director of the Geological Survey Institute for more than ten years.

An old Mr. Wei, who was the editor-in-chief of Ta Kung Pao when he was young, was hunted down by the authorities for several years because of his violent words and deeds.

An old Mr. Guo, whose ancestors were wealthy country gentry, studied abroad in Western countries for nearly six years, and knows the principle of rejuvenating the country through industry.After returning to China, he established seven or eight factories one after another. The now famous Hushi Torch Factory used to be owned by his family.

When Song Fengchen arrived, Zheng Dehui was leading several old gentlemen to weave plaques on the open space in front of the house. The plaques we made could be exchanged with villagers for food or other simple daily necessities.

Mia Pian is mainly used to bake mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, pickles and so on.In the rainy season, it is the time for mushrooms and bamboo shoots.Because there is light all day long and it rains and the sun does not come out, mushrooms can only be dried by charcoal fire, so every household in the village needs plaques.

This is an important source of income for Zheng Dehui and the others in previous years.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Zheng..." Song Fengchen walked over and greeted each of them, but the corner of his eye fell directly on Xu Shujian.

Xu Shujian curled her fingers, looked away uncomfortably, and slightly curved her lips.

Xu Junmin and the others happily agreed, and Zheng Dehui put down the almost finished plaque in his hand, "Brother Song, did you come back from Yangshi?"

"En." Song Fengchen nodded, then handed over the paper bag in his hand, and only said, "This is a thank you gift from the master. It's quite a lot. Take some to give some old gentlemen a boost."

Zheng Dehui has long been used to Song Fengchen bringing things over every now and then. He took the paper bag and opened it: "Cordyceps?"

Judging by the weight, it must be less than half a catty.

Zheng Dehui immediately said: "Just in time, sister Chen brought an old duck over yesterday, and I'll slaughter it and stew it with Cordyceps later. If Brother Song is not busy, let's eat here tonight."

"Hey." Song Fengchen naturally agreed.

He looked at the stack of plaques that had been made up on the ground, and said, "Mr. Zheng, please leave some of these plaques for me."

"Okay." Zheng Dehui asked, "Are you going into the mountains again?"

Song Fengchen nodded: "Anyway, I don't have anything to do recently, and I'm just idle. I just went to the mountains to get some wild mushrooms and came back."

The taste of mushroom hot pot is still very good.

"That's fine." Zheng Dehui looked very happy. After eating and drinking for nothing for so long, he was finally able to help Song Fengchen.He hurriedly said: "If you have picked mushrooms, you can send them here, and we will dry them for you."

"Yes." Song Fengchen nodded in response.

Having said that, Zheng Dehui looked up at the sky, stood up, and went to prepare meals.

Song Fengchen rubbed his fingers, "I'm going to chop firewood."

As he spoke, he walked towards the back of the house while winking at Xu Shujian.

Xu Shujian's eyes flickered slightly, and she glanced at Xu Junmin quietly, calmly.

The firewood on the side of the cowshed was bought with the help of the Chen family. Because there was not enough time, most of them were wooden piles the size of buckets. After being left for more than a month, they were almost dried.

Song Fengchen rolled up his sleeves, unbuttoned the top three buttons of his clothes, took out an ax, and started chopping firewood.

The clicking sound rang for nearly half an hour, Xu Shujian finally couldn't sit still, he felt uneasy, and said deliberately: "I'll bring water to Song Fengchen."

There was a gust of hot wind blowing in the yard, everyone was immersed in the work at hand, only Xu Junmin responded without raising his head: "Well, let's go."

Xu Shujian breathed a sigh of relief, that's exactly what it felt like to have a private meeting with her lover behind the back of the elders in the family.

A little shame!

Xu Shujian straightened his spine.

Hearing the sound of trampling footsteps behind him, Song Fengchen threw away the ax in his hand, turned around suddenly, put his arms around the waist of the visitor, and pulled him into his arms.

What happened so suddenly, Xu Shujian was stunned for a moment, the corner of his eyes fell on Xu Junmin and others not far away, his throat tightened, and he stretched out his hand to push Song Fengchen away: "I, you..."

Before he could speak, Song Fengchen covered his mouth with his hand, pushing and hugging him against the corner of the wall, completely blocking Xu Junmin and the others.

Song Fengchen withdrew his gaze and met Xu Shujian's bright black eyes, full of embarrassment.

While the Adam's apple was rolling up and down, Song Fengchen bent his lips, and his voice was hoarse and magnetic: "I miss you."

As he spoke, he slowly let go of the hand covering Xu Shujian's mouth.

Xu Shujian clearly felt his heart beating faster, his eyes fell on Song Fengchen's chin, but the corner of his eyes moved down his neck.

Sweat drenched his coat, his strong and plump, square chest muscles were perfectly reflected, and below that was the looming lumpy abdominal muscles hidden in the clothes.

Wide shoulders and narrow hips male dog waist.

A strong male hormone breath hits the face.

Xu Shujian had never seen such a scene before, his eyes dodged, he became more and more embarrassed, and his tone seemed to be begging for mercy: "Release..."

"Huh?" Song Fengchen snorted softly, unmoved, just stared at him, and repeated: "I miss you."

There was a flash of inspiration for a moment, Xu Shujian reacted, a blush rose on his face, he opened and closed his lips, coughed lightly, and said softly: "I miss you too."

Receiving the response, Song Fengchen's eyes burst into a flash of light, and he smiled lowly, appearing to be in an extraordinarily happy mood.

Feeling the love radiating from Song Fengchen's body, Xu Shujian's heart became warm like a spring.

With her heart beating faster for a moment, Xu Shujian slowly leaned forward, and while breathing intertwined, she met Song Fengchen's froze smile and shrunk pupils, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Touch and go——

Song Fengchen's heart was beating like thunder, there was starlight in his eyes, and his throat was dry: "You..."

Seeing that Song Fengchen, who was still 'aggressive' just now, looked out of order, Xu Shujian suddenly stopped panicking.

That's the case with being strong outside but doing well in the middle.

He kind of likes it.

Xu Shujian strengthened her courage and said, "You are not allowed to touch me casually in the future."

Song Fengchen nodded stupidly, as if thinking of something, he shook his head again: "You don't like it?"

Xu Shujian opened her mouth, her momentum suddenly weakened, and she said, "If someone sees..."

Song Fengchen's eyes flickered slightly, and finally recovered from the huge surprise, he grinned: "Then don't let people see it."

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the other side.

A feeling of urination welled up in his heart, Xu Junmin put down his work, got up and planned to go to the latrine.

Just as she was thinking about why Xu Shujian had been away for so long and hadn't come back, when she turned a corner, she saw two figures on the ground that were almost overlapping.

He looked up.

Song Fengchen pressed his grandson against the wall?

He gasped and rubbed his eyes.

Song Fengchen pressed his grandson against the wall? !

He didn't believe in evil, took two steps back, and walked back.

Song Fengchen pressed his grandson against the wall!

Small!rabbit!cub!son!