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When Ou Huang heard that Yang Lushen was really a doctor, his tone suddenly became serious: "Old Yang, I heard that acupuncture in Chinese medicine can revive the dead, can you?"

Yang Lu smiled deeply: "Don't talk about dead people, dead pigs don't respond when you prick them with steel needles, so you don't have to put fantasy into reality. But I can scrape and cup." He patted Ou Huang on the shoulder: "Your shoulder, I can pull out ten cupping jars."

"Next time, use a cupping can to pull out the word Tide on my back." Ou Huang chuckled, and gave Yu Fei a thumbs up: "Today's T-shirt is cool and pretty."

At first glance, it looks like a rustic cultural shirt with only 1 monthly sales on Taobao. Why does it look so good on Yu Fei?Ou Huang carefully sized it up, maybe it was because of his good looks.

If he only heard Ouhuang's praise, he would think he was being polite, but seeing the sincere smile on this brother's face, Yang Lushen suddenly understood why there was an invisible wall between Ouhuang and Yu Fei that no one else could break.

It's not that the whole family doesn't enter the house. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't believe that someone could be so rustic.

In order to appear gregarious, Lao Yang gave a thumbs up and added his compliment: "It's cool, Guochao Laofo, without your body and face, I can't control it, very sense."

Hearing the praise, Yu Fei didn't show it on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart, and couldn't wait to take out the T-shirt from the paper bag: "I asked Master to send these from the temple, and they were all consecrated. Both you and Lao Yang have."

He sent one to each of them, and then began to rub his hands excitedly: "We can change into them and take a group photo together later, and then send them to the soldiers who didn't come."

"Ah... this, this is not good." It was the first time Lao Yang heard that there were still consecration T-shirts. Could it be that the temple has increased this business now?

The hand holding the consecrated T-shirt trembled slightly. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. He said cautiously: "It's a bit bad to hold this and consecrate in front of the Buddha, isn't the Buddha to blame?"

Yu Fei waved his hand: "It's okay, monks have to eat too. And when I was a child, I rubbed the Buddha's golden body every day, so it doesn't matter if he enlightens me."

Ou Huang patted Yang Lushen on the shoulder: "It's a small matter, don't be nervous."

Seeing the calm faces of the two of them, as if the Buddha was the neighbor's uncle who often walked around next door, Yang Lushen's originally tense heart gradually relaxed.

After all, I am Buddha merciful, and I will not care about this kind of thing.

The waiting guests had already arrived, and Ouhuang didn't plan to perform a fancy tractor show, he just reversed the tractor and put it into the garage, and then walked into the villa with Yu Fei and Yang Lushen.

The three of them walked on the road in the middle of the pond, and Ou Huang began to officially introduce his Zhaojiatun mansion: "This house was my 20th birthday present. At that time, I was obsessed with the history and culture of Southeast Asia in college, and I designed it myself after a trip. This villa." Ouhuang put his hand on Yu Fei's shoulder, "and made a little modification with my own characteristics."

Since the fall that attracted the attention of thousands of people two days ago, Yu Fei has been very sensitive to Ouhuang's body contact, although it was the same as usual, he felt his heart beating faster.

While recalling Tie Zhu's attitude towards him in his mind, and confirming whether he was different from others, the hand on his shoulder suddenly became heavier.

"I've prepared something for you tonight." Tie Zhu lowered his voice and said close to his ear, "It's the most beautiful place in this villa."

Yu Fei stared blankly at the shining Zhaojiatun Taj Mahal in front of him, with a golden roof and red and green painted green walls. It wasn't a style that he couldn't fix after drinking two liters of Ganges water, and the throbbing in his heart calmed down again.

The reality is still cruel.

Yu Fei: "Why didn't you make it exactly the same as the Taj Mahal?"

"It's too boring to copy, and I don't have the money to buy so many gemstones to inlay into the walls." Ouhuang looked at his villa and said with a smile: "After all, the prototype is a mausoleum. It's not good for people to live in it. I think people's lives It’s a bit of a fairy tale, so I added mythological elements to the painting on the wall, and there are 72 Shivas in different poses, have you found it?”

Yu Fei was silent for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "Religion is different. If you give me 72 arhats, I might still be able to tell them apart. I really can't see this."

What's more, Yu Fei didn't find a human figure from the colorful wall.

"There are specialties in surgery. If you find 75 bones and let me tell you which one is good, this is really not good, brother." Yang Lushen was worried that Tie Zhu would ask another question that ordinary people could not answer, so he decided to take the initiative of the topic. Come over and take the initiative to say: "Actually, before I came, I thought your villa must be very special, but I didn't imagine it to be like this."

Ouhuang really took the tick, looked at Lao Yang curiously and asked, "Then what did my villa look like in your previous imagination?"

Yu Fei speculated for a while, thinking that Lao Yang should say that it is a Roman-style rural three-story building, with Roman columns and Venus with a broken arm at the door, and when you open the door, you will see world-famous paintings such as The Last Supper or Our Lady of the Rocks .

However, Yang Lushen spat out four words: "Beijing Forbidden City."

Yu Fei's footsteps paused, and he turned his head to look at Dr. Yang with a calm face who didn't want to work overtime, his pupils quivered, and he didn't expect you to be such a doctor.

"...Why do you think so?" Ou Huang also recovered from the shock, never thinking that there was an old man who was more daring than himself.

Yang Lushen opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Because you like the combination of Chinese and Western, and you look like a mixed race. One of your family members should be Chinese, so I think you should like Chinese culture. There are many kinds of architectural styles, but I think this It suits you best."

The more he talked, the more reasonable he looked at Ouhuang and asked in confusion, "Why didn't you stay here in the entire Forbidden City?"

Ou Huang: "Because the space here is too small, I can't fit it in."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and the three of them stood at the door of the villa and fell silent. Yu Fei sighed and said softly, "You fucking thought about it."

Ou Huang nodded: "My dad said after he found out, if I really dared to repair like this, I would be removed from the inheritance list. I combined the reality and gave up."

Yang Lushen gave Ou Huang's father a thumbs up in his heart, well done, there is still a normal person in your old Ou family.But on the surface, he still expressed his regret.

Standing at the magnificent gate of the villa, Yu Fei looked up at the Spring Festival couplets pasted on it, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

He watched Ouhuang unlock the door with his fingerprints, and before he had time to prepare himself, he saw the Chinese painting of phoenix wearing peony hanging on the wall facing the door.

The Indian-style building is completely decorated in Chinese style. The Taishi chair is embroidered with red Chinese knots on the screen. There is even a statue of Guan Gong on the right hand side of the gate, and unburned incense is still burning in the incense burner in front.

"However, I insisted on my own ideas on the interior decoration." Ouhuang turned to look at them, "What do you think?"

Yu Fei was silent for a moment and then clapped his hands. He didn't know what to say, so he could only use applause to cover up his inner confusion.After all, he knew that Tie Zhu was such an extraordinary man, and even thought the way he proudly introduced was cute.

Lao Yang looked at the iron pillar, and then at Wang Laoba who seemed to appreciate this decoration style very much, and felt that he was really out of place, like a third party.

He had no choice but to send the visiting gift he brought to change the subject: "I bought an iced watermelon when I came here, but it doesn't seem to be iced enough now."

"It's okay, the refrigerator here is very big." Ou Huang took the watermelon and handed it to the nanny aunt.

"This is Pu'er tea cake. It tastes good. You can try it. One piece for each person." Yang Lushen handed the tea cake to the two people, paying attention to their expressions.

Yu Fei grew up in a temple. Although he likes Feizhai happy water, he also likes traditional tea.After expressing his gratitude, Yu Fei became more confident in the meeting ceremony he had prepared.

Dr. Yang, who can give tea to others, will definitely like the gift he prepared.

And Ouhuang was more straightforward, asking his aunt to help him take out the fancy enamel teapot that he treasured, and today he will be a hero with tea instead of reception.

The chef has already prepared today's lunch, the fresh seafood sashimi from the pond, the absolutely non-toxic mushroom hot pot, and the plate of fat sausage that Lao Yang was absent from.

Before eating, the aunt served Pu'er tea brewed in an enamel-colored teapot, and Ouhuang picked up the teapot and poured Lao Yang a cup first: "Palace Yuye wine, one hundred and eighty cups."

"This wine..." Yang Lushen picked up the teacup subconsciously and wanted to take it, but stopped in time, looked at Ouhuang and asked, "Did you buy the highlights of previous Spring Festival Gala shows?"

Ouhuang smiled and said that he still has a hardcover version, and we can review the classics together after dinner.

Taking advantage of 10 minutes before the mushroom hot pot boiled, Yu Fei finally took out the medicine box he carefully prepared and pushed it in front of Yang Lushen: "I prepared a little gift for you, I don't know if you like it or not."

Yang Lu took a deep look at such a big ebony box with such a big red silk on it, his left eyelid started to twitch wildly, and he began to guess what was inside.

"Is there something alive in this?" he asked.

Yu Fei shook his head: "No, you open it and have a look."

Pulling off the red silk with his hand, the hand that had never trembled on the operating table actually trembled a little. After pulling out the red silk, the cover was slowly released, and the brilliant red fascinated his eyes.

Under Yu Fei's encouraging eyes, he slowly lifted off the first layer of red cloth covering it, and saw the Cordyceps sinensis lying quietly on it, with a sign with the words King of Insects hanging on it.

Yu Fei chuckled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Now you can use your small steel mill to make powder to your heart's content, there are some medicinal materials of ginseng and ganoderma underneath, not to mention the small steel mill for powdering, your whole Shiquan Dabu pill is OK .”

Yang Lushen looked at the Cordyceps King in front of him, the expression on his face changed several times, and finally he couldn't help laughing,

"Damn it." He touched his face and sighed: "I thought you two could be more serious in reality, but I didn't expect it to be exactly the same as in the game."

Ou Huang coughed, expressing that he was also a decent person originally, but the first meeting with Yu Fei was too dishonest, the two of them had seen each other in the most embarrassing appearance, and the current scene was caused by breaking the pot.

"It's okay, Lao Yang, you are the same as the game, but you look more mature." Yu Fei snapped his fingers at Yang Lushen, "You have more aura."

Ou Huang nodded: "Indeed, it looks like an elite doctor. I don't know which hospital you are in. Next time my mother comes back for a physical examination, can I register with you?"

Yang Lu took a deep breath, although he knew in his heart that this was Ouhuang's polite words, but he still said frankly: "Maybe not, because I have been on vacation all the time, and maybe... Maybe I won't be able to go to work for a long time, I'm sorry. "