The second marriage of the stars

"I said grandson, daughter-in-law, how did you get this face?" Grandpa didn't try to persuade him to drink, he picked up a piece of cured pig's foot and ate it with great relish.

Although Brother Xing explained a lot of etiquette on the Miao family's wine table before, but this time it is not necessary, the mute hesitated for a while, boldly put down the horn in his hand, and took out his mobile phone to answer - he accidentally burned himself.

Before writing this passage, I was worried that my grandfather was illiterate, but I didn’t expect that the old man not only knew it, but could also tell a lot of truths: “When a person encounters sudden danger, his first reaction is to protect his face. This is a biological instinct, but You only have burns on your face and neck, and the rest of your body is intact, what kind of accident can you only burn your face? Young people, you should be down-to-earth and honest in your actions, it’s not good to play tricks.”

Facing the sharp gaze, the mute couldn't help gasping, feeling like he had to face his terrifying father when he was a child--my grandfather taught me a lesson, but my face was actually burned by my half-brother.

Now that he was seen through, he didn't intend to hide it, and told the whole story.I thought the old man would ask the reason, but he ate a few peanuts and changed the subject: "Young man, you should be careful when you go out, and answer whatever you don't ask. It is very stupid to tell others the situation honestly." Behavior. You know who is good and who is bad? Don’t count the money for others when you are sold!"

Damn, isn't that what you want to ask yourself? If I tell lies, you say I'm dishonest. If I tell the truth, you say I'm short-hearted. What do you have to do to make you happy!

The mute's hands under the table trembled slightly, feeling like he was being tricked.

"Granddaughter-in-law, eat quickly." A plate of bacon was pushed over, sliced ​​thickly, the size of a palm, without any lean meat, it was so fat that it made people sick.But because it was a dish recommended by my grandfather, the mute still took a piece of it, and just put it in the bowl, when the old man said: "Young people nowadays don't pay attention to their health at all. In the future, high blood fat, high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and everything will come when I get old. My third son is a hard-working man, and I can't let him find a short-lived one!"

Grandpa, I’m actually a vegetarian—the mute wiped the sweat from his head, put the fat back, and stretched his chopsticks towards the only vegetarian dish on the table, boiled vegetarian melon and beans.

"Young people, just eating vegetarian will lead to osteoporosis, you need to take in a comprehensive and balanced nutrition. I think you have grown a big man, but it is actually a silver-like pewter gun head, which looks good but is not useful." Grandpa shook his head and fell to himself. A horn of wine, gulped down, wiped his mouth and smiled: "Granddaughter-in-law, eat, you're welcome."

Do I still dare to eat? The dumb man was sweating coldly. This old man is so capable of tossing people!

A frightening dinner, eat until nine o'clock at night.Grandpa drank half a jar of soju, dried up four full bowls of rice, and ate all the dishes.The mute picked up a few peanuts and ate them. His stomach was growling with hunger, and he felt embarrassed to say anything.

"How about it, grandpa looks like an expert in the world. I heard that he was very powerful when he was young. He could climb cliffs tens of meters away to collect medicine with his bare hands, and he can do anything to catch snakes and tigers." The cook came to help, and said with a smile: "By the way, Grandpa ordered you to sleep in the same room with him tonight and go after taking a shower."

Can you not go? The mute looked at Big Brother Xing pitifully.

"Haha, no, he will be punished to death. My grandfather is not only the village elder here, but also a famous Miao doctor with a radius of hundreds of miles. This Miao doctor is a person who is proficient in herbal medicine. Master of poison, if you don’t want to take medicine that will itch and scratch your skin, and live the rest of your life in pain, I advise you to be obedient.”

Brother, your lines are the same as the villains in the TV series - write these few words feebly, and go to the sink to wipe yourself.

There is no water source on the high mountains, and all drinking water is rootless, so it is not as wasteful as it is on the flat land, and everything must be saved.Even taking a bath, I can only use half a basin of water, wet it with a towel, and rub my body repeatedly, which makes washing very uncomfortable.After confirming that the cleaning was completed, the mute went to the grandfather's room. After entering the door, he was shocked by the densely packed books on the walls. He picked out a few books at random, ranging from history to military art, philosophy to folklore, all kinds of books, Simply dizzying.Is this really a farmer? There are so many books and all kinds of books, which is an eye-opener!

"Granddaughter-in-law, you sleep by yourself tonight, and I will find out how to recover your burnt face." Although the old man drank more than half a catty of white wine, it took only [-] minutes, and the alcohol had already faded.He sat cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by a pile of thread-bound medical books that looked quite old, and many of the pages were yellowed, as if they would break if touched lightly, while the old man was using his very dexterous fingers, Quickly consult without destroying the book.

Out of curiosity, the mute paced over and flipped through the contents, most of which were incomprehensible, so he put them down gently.

Grandpa, can my face be healed?Those Western doctors said it was hopeless, and Chinese medicine has seen it. Everyone shook their heads. I don’t think I’ll bother you—the mute doesn’t want to return to his original state, but he’s not worried that Grandpa can really heal him, after all, the skin burns Even many authoritative experts can't solve this kind of worldwide problem. What can he do as a country doctor?

"Western medicine has the treatment methods of western medicine, and Chinese medicine has the tricks of traditional Chinese medicine. We can't say who is good and who is bad, who is high and who is low, but the world is vast and the diseases are strange and strange. There are always intractable diseases that they can't cure. Maybe I can learn from ancient methods Find a way here." Grandpa brightened the oil lamp, flipped a page, and said, "Go and rest, we will go down the mountain early tomorrow morning."

Good - the mute went to bed, tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

In fact, Xingzhao seldom talked about this grandfather, and occasionally talked about it twice, with a lonely expression on his face.

One time, he said that grandpa didn't like him because he could have children, and the old man felt that male children would bring bad luck to the family.Of course, he didn't take this as an embarrassment for Xingzhao, he treated him as he did to his other grandsons, and he wasn't partial.And the second time, I lamented that my medical skills could not meet my grandfather's requirements.At that time, Xingzhao looked at the sky, and suddenly said that talent is something that not everyone has, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't match his grandpa's fur, but he refused to teach himself...

"Ha, there it is!" During the half-dream and half-awake period, the mute suddenly heard grandpa yelling excitedly, and was so frightened that he rolled out of bed and stood still.

"Come on, granddaughter-in-law, although you haven't found a complete cure for your face yet, I can repair the burn first to make the wound less scary." The old man grabbed the mute's arm, and Whether he likes it or not, he drags it directly into the pharmacy, grabs dry herbs from various small drawers, crushes them in a strangely shaped container, then adds an unknown liquid, makes a paste, and spreads it evenly on the burns. on the skin.

"How do you feel?" After finishing, the old man asked him how he felt.

It was cool, as if I was making a mask, and it was quite comfortable, but my face seemed a little numb - the mute answered honestly.

"That's right, after your skin is completely paralyzed, it won't hurt so much when I cut the necrotic scar, otherwise you will easily cut it when you struggle. But it doesn't matter if you cut it, you will be disfigured anyway , I don’t care about how many more scars you have.” While speaking in a very calm voice, he took out a willow leaf-like slender but extremely sharp knife, and roasted it on the oil lamp.

The mute had never seen such a scene before, and suddenly his legs went limp.

Are the surgical instruments not sterilized, just bake and finish?He wanted to refuse, but he didn't even have the strength to pick up the phone. Just about to stand up, he fell to the ground with a bang.

Grandpa squinted at him, as if he knew you were going to run away just as he was talking, but fortunately, I acted first!

Afterwards, the mute watched the old man, who was a head shorter than him, easily carry him on his shoulders and throw him onto a crude plank bed.When he fell on the bed, he could still smell the dust clearly, and he couldn't help shouting in his heart how long it had been since this damn place was cleaned, and the operation here would definitely cause infection.But he couldn't move, he couldn't make a sound, he was like meat on the chopping board, watching his grandfather draw a knife on his face for a long time, he suddenly said: "Yo, I don't know that you are handsome, so I have to cure you." alright."

After speaking, start to move the knife...

The medicine prepared by my grandfather is indeed very effective, and I really don't feel any pain at all, but this does not mean that the mute has no fear in his heart.Because from the corner of his eye, he could see the glinting blades passing over his skin, and he could also hear the sound of cutting, as if he was being tortured by thousands of knives, but all this was more unbearable than torture , The mental torture made him unable to bear it for a long time, and he passed out.

The next day, he woke up in pain, his face firmly wrapped in bandages.

"Wake up from the pain, it's okay, it means the operation was successful." Grandpa held a khaki cigarette stick in his mouth and looked at him with a smile: "Get up when you have enough sleep, we should go down the mountain, there are many things waiting for you to carry down the mountain Woolen cloth."

Grass, just cut me with a knife, and I was rushed down the mountain without giving me a little rest time, and I was told to carry so many heavy loads!Facing the hill-like cargo, the mute's face was cloudy, but he didn't get angry. He took the initiative to choose the two heaviest items and carried them on his shoulders.

"My grandson's wife is not bad. I like hard-working young people." Grandpa laughed, and went down the mountain with his cane, saying, "I will punish the one who gets home last!"

Is this an old man or a Super Saiyan? He walks like flying. The mute has completely given up on catching up with his grandfather. He doesn't even have the strength to catch up with his elder brother, sister-in-law and fourth sister. He takes three steps and rests. The sweat on his face wipes the bandages away. The wound was wet, and the wound was burning.He wanted to just tear off the bandage, but he was afraid that the skinned face would frighten passers-by, so he could only endure it.

He walked for half a day, and when he was almost at the foot of the mountain, a familiar figure appeared on the winding path.Seeing him, the great grievances, fatigue, and pain disappeared, and a strong force rose from the mute's feet, rushing towards that person.When the man saw him, he also showed a big smile and called out, "Why is it so long? They've all arrived home and you haven't returned yet. I'm so worried. Are you okay? I heard that grandpa performed the operation for you. Does it hurt?"

No pain, no pain at all—Xing Zou came to pick her up in person, there was no pain to speak of, of course, only happiness remained.