Traditional Chinese Medicine Orthopedics Manual

"Rubai, over there."

"Wang woo..."

The dog flapped its ears, and brought back a sock I threw into the peony bushes.

I stroked its dog's head and fed it a small piece of jerky.

At this moment, I suddenly heard another burst of rapid dog barking, coming towards us.

On Jinlin Terrace, which other dog could be so domineering?So I quickly hid the socks behind me and dusted off the dirt on my body.

Sure enough, a fairy appeared in front of him, and Jin Ling behind it.

Rubai hid behind me with his tail between his legs as if frightened.

"Little aunt, where did you get the dog?" Jin Ling finally restrained the fairy, and asked in surprise when he saw me.

"I brought it back from the Qin family," I laughed. "Someone sold it to Lao Wen, who worked in the Qin family's kitchen. Lao Wen wanted to cook it, so I brought it back."

"It's really pitiful, but Auntie, you don't need to keep it," Jin Ling raised his chin slightly, and said with a condescending expression, "Does our family want any expensive ones?"

I glanced at Rubai.

Rubai is a native dog, whose scientific name is Chinese Pastoral Dog.The fur on the body is light yellow, not too thin, but the figure is still good-looking, with long legs and slender waist, and a pair of dark eyes are very spiritual. At this moment, it seems that Jin Ling doesn't want to see it, and his ears are limp drooped down.

So I glanced at Jin Ling again, and said with a smile, "Ah Ling, 20 years ago, hearing such words made my ears callous. Do you think I would be here if I cared so much about bloodlines?"

Jin Ling was taken aback, then murmured, "That's not what I meant."

"I know you don't mean that." I stood up, "It's just that sometimes the speaker has no intention of listening to the heart, so if you think that little uncle treats you well, don't say any more."

Jin Ling nodded a little aggrieved.

"Besides, Abo is very smart, I've only hugged him for three days," I said, and turned around and said "sit down" to the dog, and the dirt dog sat down in response.

"Ah," Jin Ling exclaimed in astonishment, "Even Fairy didn't learn so fast back then!"

"The more a creature like this has never received any kindness, the more I cherish your kindness to it," I smiled.

Jin Ling opened his mouth, and was about to say something more, when Ru Bai suddenly barked and rushed out of the flowers.

Then I heard a familiar "beep" from outside.

I hurriedly peeled off the peony leaves and ran out to have a look, only to see Jin Guangyao holding the hat with one hand and holding down the dog with the other, with a slightly embarrassed smile, "Ah Su, what's the matter with this dog?"

The dog played around him, wagging its tail like a flower, sticking out its tongue from time to time, frantically licking the upper of his robe.

I know it well, in Ru Bai's mind, this is a treasure trove of jerky that has been discovered.

But of course I didn't say it clearly. With a standard smile on my face, I went up and hugged the dog down.

"A Ling, have you practiced the sword for today?" Jin Guangyao smiled at Jin Ling again, "I will see your uncle in a few days, but his cultivation has not improved. He is not as talkative as I am."

"Stop nagging, little uncle, I'll just go," Jin Ling said with a displeased expression on his face, and led the fairy away.

After Jin Ling left, Jin Guangyao turned to me, with a smile on his face, but he said bitterly: "Ah Su, I don't care if you keep a dog, but before naming it, can you ask for my opinion first?"

I also had a smile on my face, and replied softly "Okay", and said in my heart: I've done you a lot of face by not naming it "Light Evil".

"By the way, let's get down to business." He smiled slightly and said, "I'm going to Gusu tomorrow morning."

Earlier when I heard that Jin Guangyao was going to Gusu, I was all cheered in my heart, but now I heard that I felt a little sour in my heart, but I didn't want to show it on my face, and I smiled more and more nonchalantly: "About how many days? Ask the maid to prepare clothes for you."

"You also know that Qin Su's birthday is seven days later, so she will come back before then."

I hummed obediently, and said, "Stay there, and you don't have to worry about the birthday banquet. The Jin family housekeepers are already familiar with it. Besides, this year is her 29th birthday, not a big one. Please." They are all relatives, so it is easier to handle."

"Okay," he nodded.

I saw that he was still hesitant to speak, so I asked, "Is there anything else you want to explain?"

He paused for a moment before saying, "Actually, it's nothing serious. Today is your birthday, right?"

"Isn't it seven days later?" I said.

He smiled: "It's not Qin Su's, it's yours."

I was stunned for a moment, I, Qin Su in modern society, my birthday date, maybe I mentioned it in a nonsense before?He actually remembered it.

If this guy wears it to the modern age, he will be the master of pua, whoever he wants to flirt with.

Although big brother, I am the Gregorian calendar...

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "It doesn't matter, I don't really remember much."

He looked at me, still smiled very softly, and said, "That's right, before I became the Immortal Governor, I didn't really remember my birthday."

Hit the nail on the head.

When no one wants to celebrate it for you, remember that birthday is just a kind of humiliation.

So I lowered my head and said, "It's up to you."

He looked very excited, pulled me and said "this way, this way", turned left and right, and I found out that it was Jin's kitchen.

There was no one in the kitchen, it was dark.

"You told me, what kind of cake do you eat for birthdays over there?" He squinted his eyes and his voice was a little excited.Somehow, I thought of Rubai wagging his tail to ask for credit.

Then he lifted the lid off the pot.

"Round, right!"

"No... that's right..."

My voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Put a candle on it, right?"

"Well... yes, yes..."

"Write birthday wishes on the top with some fruit sauce, don't you?"

"Yes……"

I looked at the object in front of me, and two lines of clear tears flowed.

It was a huge oil cake filled with arm-thick red candles, and on it was written a few large characters on the bowl with purple sauce made from grape juice: Son of Beach!

I wiped away my tears, stretched out a trembling finger, and changed a few strokes on the jam: Daughter.

"Tell me, what birthday wish do you have for celebrating your birthday?" He asked, but then raised a finger with a smile, "Don't say things that are too difficult for others."

I understand what he meant by the second half of the sentence, for example, I can't ask him to throw away the Yinhu Talisman.

So I said: "I want to eat Dove chocolate, mashed potatoes with chicken sauce, I want to lie in bed and watch dramas, play mobile games, and yell to chop hands and open express delivery..."

He glanced at me and said, "You should tell me to throw away the tiger amulet."

I burst out laughing, biting the pancake, thought for a while, and said, "Then, can you take me to the Nuwa Temple?"

He blinked.

"It's the room where 'I' got stuck eating candied haws," I added.

He finally laughed again, and said "OK" lightly but calmly.