The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Ling Zhi just smiled and said, "I didn't see that you still have the guts... OK, I will remember."

It takes at least two hours for a bottle of drip, and there are so many people in the ward, they just stand in the corridor.It was still snowing heavily, and someone built a stove in the corridor to boil Chinese medicine. They stood next to it to keep warm, and talked to the old lady who made the medicine from time to time. The old lady was poor and didn't want to spend too much money on it. Medicine, I inquired outside, and heard that there was a folk remedy that was very effective, so I borrowed a stove in the hospital to boil the medicine.In fact, the smell of traditional Chinese medicine is quite strong, and the group of doctors and nurses with poor service attitudes actually allowed it, but when they passed by, they would cover their noses and frown from time to time.Zhong Ming's perception of poverty is obviously deeper than that of Ling Zhigang. He squatted beside him and talked to the old lady. Ling Zhigang rubbed him and said, "Take out your mobile phone."

Zhong Ming turned his head and said, "Don't you have it?"

"My battery is almost out, use yours first."

Anyway, Zhong Ming didn't have any shady text messages or content, so he took out his mobile phone and handed it to Ling Zhigang, and continued to chat with the old lady.

As a result, Ling Zhi just turned around with his mobile phone, wanting to see who was in Zhong Ming's address book, but he saw a lot of strange names. He didn't know that Zhong Ming had such a wide range of friends, and some of them were like this. Ge Najie wrote her address, he turned directly to the beginning of L, but he didn't see his name, his brows furrowed, and he asked casually: "I asked you to save my number, why have you saved it for so long? Not saved?"

Zhong Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly snatched his mobile phone over: "I'll save it now!"

He didn't dare to tell Ling Zhigang that he had actually saved his number, but the name was not Ling Zhigang, but "Bastard".

"That's not right." Ling Zhigang suddenly came back to his senses: "If you don't have my number on your phone, how do you usually call me?"

"I can recite it, I know your number!"

Ling Zhigang showed a "then tell me" expression.

"1...1..." He stuttered after reciting the first four numbers, "Why did you ask me to recite it all of a sudden? I'm so nervous."

The man glanced at him, and suddenly took out his mobile phone to dial a number. When the bell rang, he quickly put the phone in his pocket, but Ling Zhi just grabbed it, took a look, and shook the phone Question: "Bastard?"

Zhong Ming snatched his mobile phone away. Now that the matter had been exposed, he became tough: "My mobile phone, I can write whatever name I want."

The old lady next to her laughed, showing her sparse teeth.Zhong Ming was quite embarrassed, and put the mobile phone in his pocket. Ling Zhigang also showed a little smile, but it seemed to be perfunctory, as if he had already become angry if there was no old lady by his side.He stood up and went back to the ward. Zhong Ming was warming his hands by the stove. The old lady asked, "Who is that you?"

"My brother." Zhong Ming said, "We are used to fighting, he always knows as much as me."

"It's common for brothers to quarrel. Our family is also two boys. We have fought a lot since we were young. But if something happens, it's still our brothers."

Zhong Ming nodded and said, "That's true. But I still can't understand it now. Anyway, I often have conflicts with him. He is lenient and domineering."

The old lady suddenly said: "You two brothers don't look alike, one is so tall and the other is so delicate."

Zhong Ming quickly said: "Many people say that, I look more like my mother."

The old lady smiled and nodded: "Your brother seems to treat you very well."

"It doesn't look good to me, he always bullies me."

The old lady shook her head, smiling calmly and easy-going: "Whether others treat you well, you can't just look at the surface, some people have a cold face and a warm heart, and some people have a warm face and a cold heart. I think your brother is really good to you. He is People with ability, people with ability have temper."

Zhong Ming's hands were hot, and he quickly put on his gloves. His hands seemed to have frostbite, and when they got hot, they were itchy and a little painful.He took a breath and said, "Well, I now hope that I will be capable in the future, or more promising than him, so that I can stand up. You don't know, he is on top of my head for everything I do now In fact, although sometimes he is helping me and is good to me, but I always feel that someone is pinching my neck, and I feel aggrieved."

Perhaps because the old lady is old and has never met him before, Zhong Ming said without any scruples: "But he is the boss and has the majesty of the boss. He doesn't want me to be better than him in the future. I think I will work or find a partner in the future." , will be subject to his restrictions."

When he said this, the old lady was really surprised: "Your brother is so strict with you?"

Zhong Ming nodded and said, "You saw it just now, he even takes care of my mobile phone, and even what name I write."

Unexpectedly, the old lady laughed and said: "Your brother is really not wrong in this matter. How can a younger brother call your brother a bastard? Your brother is a bastard, so what are you?"

Zhong Ming hesitated to speak, but the old lady laughed and said: "As a brother, you should have a sense of proportion. The younger brother should let the elder brother have the majesty of the boss and respect him."

Zhong Ming thought it was very interesting, but at the same time he was quite surprised. The old lady in the countryside looked uncomfortable, but she spoke with a philosophy of life and respect, so he asked, "Are you a local?"

"Aren't you a local? I haven't been out of the county in my life." The old lady wiped her mouth and laughed: "Oh, I'm too busy talking, and the medicine is almost dry."

Zhong Ming hurriedly helped the old lady scoop out the medicine, and the old lady took the medicine into the next ward, and Zhong Ming squatted down next to the stove, blocking the vent of the coal stove.He has not burned or had a stove for five or six years, and this is a long and distant memory.When he saw a few pieces of orange peel on the ground, he picked them up and put them on the fire. After a while, the aroma of the orange peels came out. The old lady came out with a medicine bowl, added water again, and continued to boil.

Zhong Ming asked, "Are you alone? Your son's. Didn't you say you have two sons?"

"My son is useless." The old lady said while covering the medicine jar: "Nowadays, young people feel that they can't earn money at home, and they all go to the city to work. My eldest son and his eldest daughter-in-law went to Xinjiang and packed a few bags. A piece of land is in that kind of cotton, and I took my children there. It is almost like taking root and settling down there, and I may not be able to come back once a year; my second son works in the provincial capital, and my second daughter-in-law also went there to do sanitation there. Workers, on the one hand, they also take care of my little grandson going to school."

"That's hard enough." Zhong Ming said, "My mother also works as a sanitation worker in the city. She often has to get up before dawn, and it's even harder when it snows."

The old lady was surprised and looked him up and down: "Your mother is also a sanitation worker?"

Zhong Ming knew that his clothes looked very different, not to mention that Ling Zhigang came here in a car, and he looked like a rich man in his clothes. He and such a handsome man were brothers, how could his mother be a sanitation worker?He was a little embarrassed and said, "It used to be, our family conditions were very bad before."

"Oh..." The old lady laughed, and envied again: "It must be your brother who is promising and brought your family together. That's why rural people hope that their children and grandchildren will study so that they can be admitted to college. , If one person makes a good appearance, the whole family will follow suit, and the whole family will get better together. Now I hope that my grandson can learn to show a good appearance. He has good academic performance, and the hope of the whole family rests on him."

Speaking of her eldest grandson, the old lady's face became radiant again, and Zhong Ming asked, "How old is your grandson?"

"It's probably about the same age as you, seventeen, and a sophomore in high school."

It's not too late to go to school. Zhong Ming and his hometown usually enter university at the age of 20. It's rare for someone like him to go to sophomore year.Zhong Ming smiled and said, "That's about my age, me."

"Are you an old man?"

Zhong Ming was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Guess, look at the age difference between you and your brother."

Zhong Ming was taken aback for a moment, then immediately became happy.The old lady said again: "However, your family is really blessed. Both brothers were born so well and are tall."

Zhong Ming laughed out loud, and was about to insult Ling Zhigang, when Ling Zhigang suddenly came out of the ward to call the nurse, he quickly stood up and ran into the ward and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, the drip is almost over, I'll call the nurse to pull out the needle."

Mr. Zhang had already sat up, and asked anxiously: "What did the doctor say, can you be discharged from the hospital?"

"Let's go now." Ling Zhigang said: "Let the doctor have a look before we go."

The doctor came over to check it out and said there was nothing serious, and explained the problems that should be paid attention to in terms of diet.When Ling Zhi just went to settle the hospitalization fee, Zhong Ming packed the quilt and put it in the bag, packed everything, and helped Master Zhang out of the house.

Ling Zhi just paid the fee, saw that he ran over quickly, took off his coat and wanted to put it on Master Zhang, but Master Zhang refused to say anything, and said, "I'm not cold, but you, wearing such a thin coat."

"I'm young, so I'm not afraid of the cold." Ling Zhigang said, "You can put it on. I've lost so much blood and my resistance is weak."

"It's not so delicate, it's okay." Master Zhang walked outside as he said, heavy snow fell on their shoulders, Zhong Ming quickly helped Master Zhang to go outside, turned back against the wind and shouted: "It's too cold , Master Zhang doesn’t want you to put it on yourself!”

Ling Zhi just put on his body and chased him out. In the heavy snow of the goose feather, Zhong Ming still kept looking back: "I told you to put it on, can you keep warm?"

Ling Zhigang quickly put it on, and Master Zhang looked back at Zhong Ming with a smile: "Are you so angry with Zhigang?"

Zhong Ming blushed all of a sudden: "No..."

Ling Zhi just drove over, but he had a bright smile on his face: "One thing falls one thing, I'm not afraid of anyone, but a little bit afraid of him."