Traditional Chinese Medicine Orthopedics Manual

At this time, after drinking for three rounds, people stumbling around began to appear in the audience.A team of serving servants came out from the back kitchen again. The leader put a cloth towel on his hands and carried a small soup cauldron with boiling soup in it. The one behind him brought a ball of noodles, and the other one held small ingredients such as shallots and sesame oil.

As he said that, the cook holding the noodles stretched the dough in the air, and the dough instantly turned into a stick shape, and after shaking it twice, the stick shape was stretched into a long strip, and the long strip was turned over again, folded in half, and became very thin. Another continuous noodle.

Won the true legend of Haidilao.

The cook put the noodles into the small soup pot, cracked a poached egg in Bai Nen Nen, and in an instant, the pot was turned on, and he added shallots, sesame oil and other ingredients, and announced the name of the dish in a drawn-out voice: "A bowl of longevity noodles——"

I just brought down the noodles and was about to put them in my mouth when I suddenly heard the aunt of the Jin family say, "A Su, what's the matter, are you arguing?"

Jin Guangyao and I looked up at his aunt.

"No." Before Jin Guangyao opened his mouth, I was afraid that he might say something too nasty, so I preempted the conversation and said with a smile, "Auntie, we are fine."

"Then on previous birthdays, Ayao would feed you the first bite. What happened today?"

I had a noodle hanging by my mouth, and I almost broke the chopsticks in my hands.

Jin Guangyao, Jin Guangyao, I really didn't know you were so disgusting in the past.

"Auntie, didn't Ah Su suffer from an illness this year?" Jin Guangyao smiled and took over the conversation, "It's inevitable that I won't remember the rules of previous years."

As he spoke, he brought the bowl over, blew it to cool, then picked up the poached egg with a smile, and brought it to my mouth.

Probably because of being suspected, his smiling face was too bright to correct.

And I don't know why, suddenly I can't handle his scenes.Although he also smiled and opened his mouth, his muscles became stiff and his back was sweating coldly.

He gave me a light kick under the table to remind me that the performance was poor.

Needless to say, I know it myself.

The audience was silent for a few seconds, and I saw my own face in the reflection of the wine glass: I stiffened and flinched, as if he was feeding me rat poison.

For a while, I admired those celebrity couples who are divorced and can still show their affection on reality shows. They are all fighters.

At this time, the one hundred and eight-year-old lady, Jin Guangyao's aunt, suddenly slipped down.

The people next to him hurriedly supported him, and said repeatedly, what's wrong with you, old ancestor.

The old ancestor slowly opened his eyes, looked at Jin Guangyao, and called out "Ashana".

The people next to him kept saying, no, this is confusing.

On the contrary, Jin Guangyao still maintained his polite manner, and said with a smile, "Grandma, I'm Ayao."

"Ah, Ayao," my aunt stared at his face, opened her toothless mouth and smiled, and asked, "Are you married?"

I saw a lot of juniors on the opposite side, and couldn't help but let out a snort.

Jin Guangyao kept smiling, nodded and said, "Auntie, you've passed the exam, and the lady next to you is Madam."

Said, put his hand on my shoulder.

My shoulder muscles tensed subconsciously.

"Oh, did you have a baby?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene froze for half a second, and then the servants beside them hurriedly smoothed things over: "The love between the suzerain and his wife is still young, why shouldn't there be another one sooner or later?"

"Sooner or later? I think if I go back today, I will have to have another one," the same aunt joked with the strength of alcohol.

The audience roared with laughter.

I understand that she also has good intentions. When Ah Song was mentioned at the birthday party, someone must come out to smooth things over.

But I still shivered with embarrassment.

"But I see, these two children don't seem to be close to each other," the aunt frowned and asked again.

As soon as this remark came out, I really couldn't tell if the old lady was really confused, or if she had bright eyes...

"How can that be?" The relatives below quickly explained, "The suzerain and his wife are famously loving couples."

"Really?" The old lady turned her worry into joy, and said with a smile, "Now they are eating and sharing noodles?"

"Ah... yes, isn't that right..." The aunt of the Jin family hastily smoothed things over again, "This and the joint noodles are very effective. I just ate it like that, and I immediately had Zixun."

I was shocked: Hehe noodles are a kind of pasta that are eaten at weddings, or couples who have been seeking children for a long time. To put it bluntly, it is also a bowl of noodles. Lips touched, causing everyone to boo.

I want to say that this is birthday noodles, not Hehe noodles, but my aunt's eyes have drifted over, and she is clearly saying: Coax the old lady, what can you do if you eat Hehe noodles.

I whispered: "Auntie, there are still juniors in this game..."

"Junior, Jin Chan is sixteen, and Jin Ling is fifteen!" said the aunt, "I had Zixun when I was 17! Both of them have not yet married, and you are the elders." Yeah, not a good role model."

Jin Guangyao tried to defend me, and said with a smile: "Auntie, you know that A Su is the most shy."

"Oh, why are you so shy? It's because you're too used to her! Before you blocked the wine for her, everyone was fine with it. If you have the ability to give birth to her, what do we have to urge her to do?"

Auntie made this joke with wine, and everyone burst into laughter again.Others also chimed in: "There are three ways to be unfilial and have no descendants. Now that my aunt and grandma have spoken, how can Ah Su not give her face?"

……

Everyone was booing, and I fell into a horrible atmosphere of visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year.

These are all female elders, what do you ask Jin Guangyao to do.

On a good day, he can't turn his face, nor can he really use the means to deal with other suzerains to deal with them.

Not to mention Xiandu, even the emperor, in front of the seven aunts and eight aunts, would have to suffer.

At the end, Jin Guangyao finally pinched me under the table, and said in a very low voice: "Short-term pain is worse than long-term pain."

I also thought, stretching out the head with a knife, retracting the head is also a knife, why don't we just eat noodles, forget it.

So in the roar of a group of people, we each picked up one end of the noodles in cooperation, and ate into the middle with a smile on our faces.

I don't know why, but at Baifengshan's meeting, I knew that he was also making an image, but I was quite happy.

But now and then, and now being pressed on the head to show affection, I only feel a stronger shock than the next.

The noodles became shorter and shorter as we ate them, and we were getting closer.

Jin Guangyao ate more carefully and slowly, I could feel that he also wanted to avoid touching me as much as possible.

Our current relationship is like this. To use an inappropriate metaphor, it seems that a couple in the process of divorce has a kind of abruptness when they breathe and touch each other.

There was only an inch left of the upper thread, and I held it still, intending to let him bite it off, and it was over after I gave everyone an explanation, ending the embarrassment of cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, I saw a middle-aged man with a face flushed from drinking behind him, it was Jin Chan.

I hurriedly opened my eyes wide and made a nasal sound to inform Jin Guangyao, but he also brought wine, so he couldn't understand what I was talking about.

Then Jin Chan happily stretched out his hand and pushed him...

He didn't pay attention and bumped into him.

It's not a kiss at all, it's like a crowded bus, you try to keep your distance from people, one brakes, and a person hits your mouth hard.

At the same time, the noodle soup was also spilled, overturning both of us, not to mention how embarrassing it was.

I screamed, amid the roar of laughter from below.

This time I really couldn't hold back the feeling of nausea, covered my mouth, lifted the chair, and fled the scene.

I also heard people laughing and talking behind me.

"Jin Chan, you are too modest!"

"Oh, don't blame Jin Chan, he's still a child."

"To say Miss Su, I'm really too shy..."

……

Jin Guangyao chased me out and stopped me in front of the spit bowl in the inner hall.

He didn't seem to know what to say, squeezed for a while, and only said: "Sorry."

I raised my head from the spit, and wiped my mouth with a Jinpa with difficulty.

"I'm not angry with you," I said gasping for breath, "I'm angry with myself."

Yeah, I deserve it.

When I came, it wasn't that I didn't know who he was, and it wasn't that I didn't know who he had in mind.

I'm worthless, can't control my feelings, what can I say.

But thinking this way, the tears still couldn't stop streaming down.

He tried to come and help me, and I took a step back.

"Sorry, I broke the contract," I said with tears, "but I really can't continue acting with you."

I raised my hand and wiped the corners of my eyes vigorously, my voice changed due to sobs: "You take a concubine..."