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Brother, I am Shang Mingxiao.Liang Ye is not in a good mood. He has been hit and depressed. I want to ask you how you comforted him when he was like this before.

---No need to comfort him, just ignore him, he will recover within three to five days.Men, how can we do without the ability to resist stress.

I understand, the children of the Liang family are also freed.

That won't work, he can't bear it now!It's just the two of them at home, one is depressed and doesn't talk, the family has been depressed and depressing.

---What to eat?What to play?Can make him happy?

---He used to be sick and didn't like to go to school, so my aunt made him some delicious food, and he was fine when he was full.

---what do you like eating?

---He is not picky eater.

Shang Mingxiao didn't ask why.

"There is a snack in the place where my uncle's army is stationed. Have you ever eaten it?"

Liang Ye lay on the window glass and said nothing.

"Is it called oyster omelette or shrimp cake? I forgot, but it tastes very good. I only ate it once. When I was very young, my uncle bought it for me."

"That's called oyster omelette!"

Liang Ye finally answered.But are not happy.

"Will your cafeteria do it every now and then?"

"You think our cafeteria is a cafeteria? The cafeteria can't spend that much money."

"Then what should I do? I'm hungry and wait for the rest day to go out to eat?"

"It's very expensive to buy. Do it yourself. The cooking class can do everything. Buy a big bucket and bring back the raw materials, and the cooking class will do it."

Talking about the army, Liang Ye's mood eased a little, instead of turning his back to him, he sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Then let me make it for you today."

Liang Ye looked at him suspiciously.

Shang Mingxiao parked the car outside the vegetable market.

"Come on, let's go shopping. You can take whatever you want, and I'll make it for you."

Shang Mingxiao invited Liang Ye, but Liang Ye didn't want to go because he was in a bad mood.But Shang Mingxiao said that there was a shop selling cold cakes around the vegetable market.Have you ever eaten it? Glutinous rice noodles are wrapped with bean paste, put them in the refrigerator, and they are fragrant, sweet and cold.

Liang Ye was dragged out by Shang Mingxiao.

Bought him a lot of snacks, seeing people haggle over the price, Liang Ye was in a bad mood, but not so depressed anymore.

When he got home, Shang Mingxiao rolled up his sleeves and cooked.

He can complete the dishes that he can't cook just by looking at the recipes.

He made an oyster omelette in a pan, took a can of cold beer, Liang Ye took a bite, his eyes lit up.kindness.tasty!

Normally, Ming Xiao also controlled his diet, in order to recover quickly, he was not allowed to touch spicy alcohol.

Today is different, coax him to be happy, you can eat something good.

I also use a pan to make kebabs.

Liang Ye took a shower and changed into a simple and loose T-shirt. The neckline was a bit too big, and the collarbone neck was bruised.

Shang Mingxiao saw it and tried his best to remain calm.Let him eat more, and he will feel better when he is full!

Liang Ye couldn't keep his words in his mind, so he made an exception and drank a glass of beer. He also knew that alcohol was not good for recovery after surgery, so he consciously stopped drinking it.

Took a bite of lamb skewers.

"I have been in touch with the left pistol for a week. I can hit the seventh ring. I hit the eighth ring in the morning, and I am happy to feel that I have recovered. So I will try the sniper rifle."

Liang Ye smiled wryly.

"Pretentious, overestimated, and suffered."

Liang Ye gestured with his chopsticks.

"You know the shooting position. Standing, lying down, fixed movement. I just stood up and shot."

Liang Ye gestured twice to let Shang Mingxiao understand what he was doing.

"Standing and shooting, the right hand guns, the right hand holds the handle of the gun, pulls the trigger, and the left hand holds the gun barrel to maintain balance. Conversely, the left hand gun, that is, the left hand is behind and the right hand is in front, not only to maintain balance, but also to fix the gun barrel , don’t have too much recoil.”

"You didn't have the grip in your right hand, you didn't hold the gun, and the recoil hit your shoulder."

Shang Mingxiao already understood the reason why he bruised his shoulder and collarbone.

"Not only that, I fucking almost broke my toe off!"

Liang Ye sighed.

"I couldn't hold my right hand, the muzzle of the gun was down, and I pulled the trigger, and the bullet went into the ground right next to my shoe."

The former king of sniping, the gun master, who can shoot through a hundred paces without missing a shot, now almost breaks his toes with a single shot, and everyone will be hit and unhappy.

Liang Ye sighed, Shang Mingxiao slowed down and tried to persuade him.

"The guns in the shooting range are incomparable with the guns in the army. How can they have such good maintenance? Is it a problem with the gun?"

Find various reasons to relieve Liang Ye's depression.

It's someone else's fault, not yours.

Liang Ye shook his head.

"Why did I tell you that the gun the boss gave me is his private possession, and many of them are bought from the black market. The specifications and models are all good. Don't blame others, it's my right hand. I just recognize one fact, Probably I’m really useless. I don’t have the grip strength in my right hand, and I can’t even hold the gun. What are you talking about shooting? A real battlefield pistol is an emergency. Using a pistol to attack a sniper rifle, isn’t that the same as a child hitting an adult? "

"Your hand isn't healed yet. The steel nails can't be removed. How could it be bent? Naturally, there is no grip strength. Besides, how many gauzes have you been injured?"

Shang Mingxiao sat over and took his right hand to show him.

"The fingers can't be separated, how to grip? This is not a problem of your injured finger, but a problem of bandaging."

Liang Ye also looked at his right hand.

"Don't worry, you just don't listen. Just practice your pistol well? How can you practice a sniper rifle? You should be glad that the recoil of the gun doesn't really damage your fingers. You have to practice, and you have to have a step-by-step method Stage. At least part of the gauze should be untied, and the thumb, ring finger and little finger should be freed. Try to use these three fingers to grab my hand."

Shang Mingxiao unwrapped his gauze, the index finger and middle finger were still wrapped in the gauze, and let go of the other three fingers.There are also intricate scars on the palm, and the tiger's mouth on the thumb has also been re-stitched, and the scars are a bit shocking.

Shang Mingxiao put his hand on his wrist.

"Try a grip. I know it's hard. Try."

Liang Yeping stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and used the other three fingers to grab Shang Mingxiao's wrist. He couldn't grasp it tightly, but he could.

"It's not difficult, it's not abolished. Taking ten thousand steps back, the injured finger really failed to replant. You can hold these three fingers, and you can hold a gun with a gun! But you can't rush, Let’s start with the pistol. Later, we will go to the hospital for a reexamination and ask the doctor if we can do some activities. The doctor said that it will not hurt his fingers, and he is practicing sniper rifles.”

Shang Mingxiao comforted him with a smile, this smile and words have a soothing effect.

The sluggish Liang Ye regained his spirits in an instant.

"it is good!"

"You are awesome! It's only been a few days, and the left pistol can reach the eighth ring! The sniper king is really not a cover!"

Liang Ye shook his head, very proud.

"You don't even inquire about it. I was so good back then, and I played flawlessly! It's easy to practice after finding the feel."

"Actually, I'm also very good!"

Shang Mingxiao handed him the chopsticks.

Although Liang Ye still uses chopsticks in his left hand, he doesn't use the children's handy chopsticks anymore. He can't eat noodles, but he can eat by himself.

Liang Ye picked up the meatballs, the meatballs were a bit of a bomb, and he caught it three or four times before he caught it.Send it to your mouth.

Shang Mingxiao saw it, laughed, and pushed the shrimp balls in front of Liang Ye.

"I'm good at flying saucers and moving targets."

"Really?"

"It's okay on the weekend, let's go to the game. If you lose, please eat if you win!"

"Ok, deal!"

"Eat quickly, you have to write and punch, there is no time to continue to be depressed!"

Liang Ye, hmm, I really don't have much time for him to be depressed.

Continue to pick up meatballs, I have no patience to insert them to eat, but Shang Mingxiao knocks them down, no, I have to practice chopsticks!

I wrote three pages of words and punched for two hours.

Shang Mingxiao rubbed his bruise again.

The recoil of the gun really shouldn't be underestimated. Liang Ye's shoulders were bruised, from the collarbone to the shoulder.

Sighing slightly, her heart ached, but she felt proud when she saw Liang Ye didn't care.

Nothing happened on Friday afternoon, so he took Liang Ye to the hospital for a reexamination.

It's still an expert number.Take a picture and wait for the result.

The director of the hand department held up the film and looked at it carefully, frowning slightly.

Liang Ye's back straightened, and his breathing was light. Shang Mingxiao touched his arm, silently comforting him.

"Is it recovering well?"

"Overall, it's okay. Look here, the bones are growing better than last time. Young, recovering quickly."

The director of the hand department loosened his brows, and both of them heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

"However, don't be too anxious to practice the bending movements of your hands. Now it's the healing period. If you exercise too much, your fingers will easily grow crooked."

"Those nerves..."

Liang Ye followed up and asked, how is your nerve recovering?What about tendons?

"Everything has to be taken slowly."

The director of the hand department still said the same thing.

"Look, has the color of your hands faded a lot? There aren't many bruises left."

The gauze was removed, and the condition of the back of the hand, palms and fingers could be seen at a glance.

The back of the hand was swollen during the last inspection, and the subcutaneous bleeding was a bit serious. It was the same color as the skin of a purple radish. Now the color has dissipated a lot, and the swelling of the fingers has also obviously subsided.

"Are you still wearing gauze?"

"Yes! Avoid infection. This hand will peel off, and the peeling is very serious. I am prescribing some medicine for you. Then you can wipe it on again. When this layer of skin is completely peeled off and new skin grows, gauze will not be used. tied."

"Doctor, does the hand vibration affect it?"

What Shang Mingxiao is concerned about is the problem of recuperation in the later period.

"What vibration? His right hand can't move around, and he's going to fight?"

"He's a shooter, and he's going to resume training. I just don't know if this right hand can be shaken?"

When the doctor heard this, he looked at Liang Ye with a sad face, what a pity.

"It's like an air rifle that needs to be held in both hands. He practiced with a left hand, but he still needs the help of his right hand."

The doctor was very appreciative.Disabled and strong.

"No problem. His two fingers are fully implanted. You can run and jump, but you can't scratch, scratch or hold. You can move slightly if it doesn't hurt."