a family of three

When I ran to the outpatient department at the gate of the community, Uncle Fang was seeing a doctor in a white coat in a house full of traditional Chinese medicine.

Uncle Fang is very young, but he is a well-known Chinese medicine doctor in our place. He never puts up any advertisements, but people always come to invite him to see a doctor, and today is a weekend. When others are resting, Uncle Fang busier.

When Uncle Fang saw me coming in, he asked with a smile, "Why does Yuran come to play with me when you have time? I prefer Yuran to come to my house to sit on the sofa and watch TV and drink juice in good health."

"Uncle Fang, I just found out today that you are very wordy." Uncle Fang may be related to his profession. He can find a way to chat with people of any age.

"Just kidding, the bigger Yuran is, the less cute she is." Uncle Fang laughed.

"It's my father who has a fever. I'm here to ask Uncle Fang to get some medicine." When I answered, Uncle Fang was also talking to other people, and I didn't know if he was listening.

When Uncle Fang heard what I said, he raised his head and asked, "Are you too sick to come here for consultation?"

"It's not that serious." I don't like Uncle Fang saying that.

Uncle Fang smiled: "Then I don't care about your father."

Uncle Fang finished prescribing medicines for others, and then took them to Aunt Fang who was in charge of dispensing medicines.

When Aunt Fang heard my voice, she poked her head out and greeted me with a smile.

After Uncle Fang handed in the prescription, he came out and said, "I knew your father was going to be sick."

"Yeah? Why do you say that?" I looked at Uncle Fang in surprise.

Uncle Fang said: "The day your father stayed in front of your house, although he was cheating and being funny, he was not very energetic, and judging by his appearance, it should be that he has not been going well for a while. "

"Uncle Fang, you know everything after just one glance?"

"Then outside your house that day, your brother didn't let him in. He probably knew in his heart that when he was depressed, people's resistance was very weak. I still remember that it was very cold that day, and it was really winter, sitting on the stairs. , once soaked in cold air, I figured that as soon as he settles down, he will be sucked in by that sick air." As Uncle Fang said, he drew a prescription on his hand: "And his illness If you come down, you will still be very sick."

Uncle Fang wrote the prescription, and when he was about to pass it to Aunt Fang, he suddenly remembered and asked, "I have traditional Chinese medicine here, who will stew it for your father after I get it back?"

I was stunned: "If my brother doesn't stew it, I will only stew it."

Uncle Fang rubbed my head: "Although I don't know what's going on with your family, but I advise you brother, everyone lives in, and everything is going well."

I curled my lips: "The resentment between the two of them has lasted for more than ten years, and it is estimated that it will be rare to dissipate in a while."

Uncle Fang smiled and said, "Then I can only say one thing: your brother really holds grudges." Then he rubbed my head again: "It seems that you learned grudges from your brother."

"Since when did I love to hold grudges? I am such a cute teenager." Pushing Uncle Fang's hand away to protest.

"Come on, I've lived across the door for so long and watched you grow up. I don't know what you look like, Uncle Fang?" Uncle Fang said, pushing me in front of the medicine cabinet behind.

Aunt Fang wrapped up the Chinese medicine for that person just now, and then grabbed my share of Chinese medicine.While catching it, he told me how to decoct the medicine.Then he ordered that it is best to eat porridge, which is more helpful for digestion.

I paid for the medicine and came back with the traditional Chinese medicine. I dug out the sand pot for boiling medicine from my home. As long as there are old residents in our community, influenced by Uncle Fang’s outpatient department, basically there will be a sand pot for boiling medicine at home.

Seeing me come back, my brother didn't help, just leaned on the frame at the door of his room and watched me mess around in the kitchen.I actually wanted to complain a few words, but I thought about what my brother would say to my father after complaining, so I held back after thinking about it.

I don’t know if my aggrieved expression stimulated my elder brother, who rattled a slipper, and finally came to the kitchen with extreme reluctance, turned down the big fire I had turned on and said: “Boil the medicine. Use a slow fire, and cook porridge for lunch today."

Hearing what my brother said, I chuckled and rushed forward to wrap my arms around my brother's waist: "It's best for my brother."

"Tch, didn't I see that there was no food at home?" The temperature of the air conditioner in the house was adjusted well, so my brother had been wearing that bathrobe since he woke up in the morning.Seeing my brother like this, I remembered that when my brother was not at work, he basically wore a bathrobe and swayed at home every day.That feeling is very nostalgic, so I tried my best to rub in his arms.

"Why are you becoming more and more like a cat?" My brother said, "Let it go."

Then he frowned impatiently: "Since your father circled me outside the door for a while, now I see others approaching me, and I feel scared."

"Hey, that father's deterrent power is really strong." I was speechless and smirked.

"What are you doing to disgust me today?" My brother pushed me away and walked to the refrigerator, then looked at the dishes at home, and said, "Make a thin pork porridge with bamboo shoots, stew a winter melon ribs soup, and I will eat it for lunch." Make some more snacks."

"Is it the same?" I stretched out two fingers, stared at my brother and asked.

"Didn't you say that there is still snacks in the afternoon?" My brother ignored me and started to cook.

"But it's already afternoon, what should I do at noon?" I'm dissatisfied, quite dissatisfied, how could there be four dishes and one soup for dinner in the past, but now I'm being treated so badly.

My brother took out the ribs and defrosted them, then looked at me and said, "What else do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine, let's add two more dishes." I can have snacks in the afternoon, but what about Dad?

"I make you a bento every day and you don't dislike just two dishes. I have a really big appetite today." My brother looked at me with a half-smile.

Well, I admit that I feel guilty when you look at me like that, brother, but there are still some things to fight for: "Then why not, add an eggplant pot."

"Want to eat eggplant stew? You prepare all the ingredients yourself, and I will cook it for you." The elder brother said, pointing to the winter melon that has not been peeled on the ground: "The price is to help me prepare the ingredients for other dishes."

"You usually cook and ask me to help you chop vegetables. I am also very diligent. Why do you have to say something so utilitarian today?" more proficient.

"To put it bluntly, I didn't take advantage of anything. What are you dissatisfied with?" My brother said, threw the kitchen to me, washed his hands, and walked back to the room.

Listening to the screams of some monsters coming from the room, I was extremely unbalanced.Dad is sick, I am busy, and my brother actually went to play games.Aren't we family?

It seems that I was a little self-indulgent, and then I finally realized the reality a little bit. My brother and I are in the same family, and my father and I are also in the same family, but my brother and father are not in the same family.

Alas... home is not home, sad.