who's medicine

"Brother Qi," Yang Xiaohuan played with the mahjong in his hand, and said seriously: "Some people live by shape, some people live by human design, and you live by ability. You don't have to look forward and backward at all, just look forward. It belongs to you Yingyingyan There are so many swallows!" He really couldn't bear to see the bitter face of the boss, and he could squeeze the juice out.

Kan Qi touched a card with a sullen face, looked at it, and played it out cursing: "Damn it's another chicken!" This card has already touched four chickens in a row, it's too bad!

Yang Xiaohuan teased: "Even if you are hungry and thirsty, don't keep touching chickens. What's so good about the hard chickens on mahjong? If you want to touch it, touch a real person."

"Touching a real person?" Kan Qi asked.

"Feel a real person who can breathe!" Yang Xiaohuan touched a card and played it out: "You are like a bus, you have to stop at different stations in your life, and the scenery at each station is unique, so there is no need to be nostalgic for one place .”

The meaning is obvious enough, if there is no clarity, just activate the next substitute, without drowning in a river.

Kan Qi's eyes lit up with a small fire: "You said that I am a bus, anyone can get on it, right?"

"Brother Qi, what are you talking about?" Yang Xiaohuan said calmly, "Even if it's a bus, you have to meet the riding conditions. I know you have high requirements, but you don't have to be someone!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Kan Qi snorted and smiled: "Do you think I must be someone?"

"Since you have been in the game for decades, you are tall and leggy and ham-length Tsundere Capital, and you can catch a lot of people who follow you wherever you go. How can it be anyone? Doesn't that mean self-destruction of the future? , A person who is worthless will never die!" Yang Xiaohuan added fuel to the fire, and he spoke cheerfully.

Kan Qi raised his head and took a puff of smoke, and said, "Why do I feel that you are mocking me in a different tone?"

"You've wronged me. I'm trying to enlighten you with a slanted way of thinking. I can only do so with good intentions." Yang Xiaohuan said with a curled lip.

"Well... let's continue." Kan Qi said.

Yang Xiaohuan looked at Zhou Guan and Lao Wu, both of them gave him a warning look, telling him to be careful when he spoke.

"Brother Qi, it's okay to go the wrong way, as long as you don't take the wrong medicine, everything will be saved."

Kan Qike held the mahjong in his hand and asked, "So I was wrong, right?"

Yang Xiaohuan plausibly said: "Who doesn't make some mistakes in this life? If you make a mistake, correct it, and make it again after correcting it..."

"Huh?" Kan Qi stared.

"Crime...reform after committing a crime, it's hard work!" Yang Xiaohuan said with a chuckle.

"Then what if... I didn't go the wrong way, but took the wrong medicine?" Kan Qi's eyes were cloudy.

"This... probably we can only go to the hospital for first aid," Yang Xiaohuan choked, "If you can't save it, then... die!"

"Hey, can you talk? Why do I sound like I want to beat you up!" Zhou Guan warned him to speak slowly.

Yang Xiaohuan pointed at Zhou Guan contemptuously, and taught him a lesson: "Only you, dare not even tell the truth, and you are ashamed to call yourself Brother Qi's brother, I will embarrass you for you."

"Are you here to play mahjong with Brother Qi or to be sister Ju Ping?" Lao Wu smacked his lips.

"You guys know nothing, I'm here to show my brother the way," Yang Xiaohuan said solemnly, "My brother has been on the road for decades, and he's born clean and ugly, immortal and tiger dog, what haven't you seen?" He looked Xiang Kanqi: "You once crossed mountains, rivers, seas, and mountains of people. Why did you fall into a ditch and couldn't get out when you got there?"

"How do you know I didn't crawl out?" Kan Qi asked with a dark face.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Guan and the others couldn't hold back their rants.

"It's worth looking at?" Lao Wu really couldn't keep quiet: "Look at you at the barbecue stall two days ago and saw Minglang's appearance as calm as still water but surging in his heart. You can't grasp the thoughts that are about to come out. Depressed to the point of self-mutilation, my mother...my heart hurts just looking at it."

Kan Qi: "..."

Yang Xiaohuan said honestly: "If you feel that Mingming is really the unique little flower in your heart, then let go of your arrogant insistence and follow him; if you feel that time can weaken your liking for him, then give yourself some time, Knowing how to break through the old will bring forth the new, right? Men are running all over the street to see if you can find them. Besides, what you lack is a man? What you lack is money. Are you sad for decades without clarity? It’s still not happy Come here, but I feel that the appearance of Mingming has made you look like menopause in the past few months, moody, and everyone around you will suffer..."

Kan Qi is too chaotic now, the price of the weapons that Sui Zhengyi told him and the indescribable expression on Minglang's day come and go, and he is divided into two factions to fight desperately in his mind, neither side will give up.

"Wait!" Yang Xiaohuan yelled: "I'm confused, Xiao Qi is a pair of dragons, thank you everyone."

"You guys are playing, I'm leaving." Kan Qi ignored Yang Xiaohuan's playing cards at all, and walked away.

"Hey...don't worry, brother, I have a big hand, you can leave after paying the bill." Yang Xiaohuan said anxiously.

"Let's talk about it next time." Kan Qi grabbed his coat and was about to leave.

"Why are you doing this?" Yang Xiaohuan protested: "If you lose money, you have to leave, and if you win money, you also have to leave. Don't bring such a shameless person. Tonight, I pointed at this card and turned over..."

Seeing Kan Qi go away, Lao Wu and Zhou Guan stared at Yang Xiaohuan questioningly. His words just now were obviously provoking the boss, and he chased and shot him in the heart, as if the boss didn't know the pain.

Lao Wu said unhappily: "It's too much... You don't know why Brother Qi is so depressed recently? You're still pouring alcohol on the wound!"

"We can't even hide in time, and you still go up by yourself, isn't it making yourself uncomfortable!" Zhou Guan said.

Yang Xiaohuan smiled slyly: "I just know that there are tigers in the mountains, and I prefer to go to the mountains with tigers."

"You really forgot the days of carrying manure and fertilizing in the countryside after two poops in the city, you're just looking for trouble!" Lao Wu scolded.

"So, if you are ugly, you need to read more, you know what a bird!" Yang Xiaohuan said with contempt, "Do you know what it means to be a general rather than a general?" You tell him what to do instead of stimulating him to think about what he should do. How to do it is more effective. In the Journey to the West, Zhu Bajie wisely stimulated the Monkey King to use this trick, neat!"

Lao Wu smiled and said: "Hmph, I thought it was some kind of big move. Zhu Bajie used it for a long time, so you're too embarrassed!"

"Whoever used it, as long as it works!"

Zhou Guan was still worried, "No, I have to go down and have a look, brother Qi is driving on a rampage, don't cause any trouble."

"No, once you show up, I will lose all my achievements," Yang Xiaohuan stopped, "Let him do it himself, don't look like he is mourning his misfortune and angering him all day long, what happened to the injury? Let him figure it out for himself. Who is his golden sore medicine!"

"Oh... what you said is simple, Brother Qi is about to die from this golden sore medicine." Zhou Guan said.

Old Wu murmured: "So most of this love is unsuccessful, either because of the boredom after finally getting married, or because of the sorrow of not getting married, it is not a good result."

"Wrong," Yang Xiaohuan denied, "Brother Qi hasn't gotten tired of it yet, and was chained and beaten in mid-air just after we got married."

Old Wu hehe said: "Why don't we find some for Brother Qi according to Minglang's style?"

"It's easy to paint, but it's hard to get deep." Yang Xiaohuan disagrees: "Where can you find a stunned young man like Minglang who dares to wrestle with Brother Qi from beginning to end? What Brother Qi loves is his stubbornness."

"It's also..." Lao Wu stretched his waist: "Otherwise, every time our brother stands next to Qingming, he will be filled with girlish feelings, with a look of 'all living beings are suffering, but you are the only one who smells like strawberries. 'Looks like a little milk dog!"

Speaking of this, several people looked at each other, and they all got goosebumps at the same time...

Kan Qi knew that he was cowardly, he didn't even have the courage to make a happy choice for himself, and he was still a man... He had never seen such a useless person.

It was the fifth day this week that he stayed downstairs at Minglang's house. Of course, today is Friday.Every day after nine o'clock in the evening, I drove the car to a hidden place and set it up. I hid myself under the brick wall less than 20 meters away from Minglang's house, and just stared at the movement upstairs.

After these few days of observation, Minglang didn't go home until after one o'clock every night, and his whole day's thoughts were pinned on the less than half a minute's journey from the corner of the small street to the downstairs of his house on a motorcycle.

On this short pitiful stone road, he watched this tired man appear and disappear from under his nose, and then silently counted the beats in his heart, followed Minglang back home, and moved his eyes to the upstairs window, looking at his bedroom It lights up, and at the same time, it seems that a small warm flame is lit in my heart...

Minglang went home a bit early today, and arrived home before twelve o'clock.As soon as he saw Mingming going upstairs, Kan Qi felt that his old house immediately became radiant, with its own luminous body as if it was alive.

After staying for more than ten minutes, it is estimated that Minglang finished washing and returned to the bedroom. Kan Qi could see his figure swaying through the curtains from time to time, wondering what he was doing?

Kan Qi was standing downstairs, speculating about various possibilities, chatting with his mother?Still doing sports?He didn't have a rest time all day, and he probably didn't have the energy to exercise. Maybe he was lying on the bed and ready to sleep?

Was he just sleeping in bed?Don't you have any other actions for self-entertainment? 27 and [-]. How could one go to bed at such a youthful age just to sleep, there must be other activities.Now that the weather is getting hotter, Minglang should also wear simple clothes to sleep, for example... only underwear?

Immediately, a super close-up of the lower half of the face without a face appeared in front of Kan Qi's eyes.

Oh...just thinking about Kan Qi, he couldn't stop trembling for a few times, he never thought that his longing for a man had reached the point of madness, he could flirt with a charming look through the curtains without seeing a real person The picture of spring palace that wants to drip.

No wonder Qian Zhongshu said that there is no love in the world, it is purely reproductive impulse.

I worship the teacher...

Minglang rushed out and saw his mother sitting upright in the living room, staring at him covetously.

"What's the matter? You asked me to come back earlier, didn't I just come?"

"I told you to come back early, you will be home after twelve o'clock, early?"

Minglang poured a glass of water: "I already cut off the order at 11:30 today, isn't... not early enough?"

Xu Huafang complained: "With your sense of time, you will spend your whole life delivering food."

"You asked me to come back so early, what exactly are you going to say?"

It's almost 12:30, which is called "so early"?

"Can you spare some time on the weekend? Go out and have dinner!"

Fuck... Qingming slapped his head in frustration, when will my mother, this deep-rooted old lady problem, be corrected?It's deadly!

"You want me to dine with that pedicure girl?"

"What pedicure?" Xu Huafang retorted: "He is a foot therapist, specializing in paronychia and onychomycosis. What he does is an ancestral handicraft. It can also be regarded as a medical profession. Heals diseases and saves lives. Whatever comes out of your mouth, just say that." Unorthodox..."

Isn't that still a pedicure?

"You can go, I won't go." Minglang refused.

"What am I going to do? It's not to introduce someone to me."

"Mom, if you continue to make trouble like this, don't blame me for being shameless. You forced me to see this and that over and over again. Do you want to harm me or others?" How could Ming Lang be in the mood to see other people now?

"Look, don't you think he hugs other people's feet all day during work? Tell you, he earns hundreds of times more than you every month!" Xu Huafang said.

"It's none of my business how much people earn? I just need to earn enough for myself."

"Look at your little peasant consciousness, even if you don't have any ambitions in your career, you should aim a little higher in marriage, right?" Xu Huafang nagged.

"Anyway, I'm not going. If there's nothing else, I'll go to sleep." Minglang said, turned around and walked into the house. He didn't have the time to waste precious sleep time with his mother on this kind of problem. He knew that his mother would tell him about it. If there is such a thing, he will go home after two o'clock.

Xu Huafang was not willing to give up, chased after her and scolded: "Did you grow up drinking six iron walnuts? Why is your brain so rusty? My old lady told you Zhang Shujing, you think he is a gentleman and you have no common language with you; now I give you Introduce someone to do technical work, and you feel that he is uneducated and not good enough for you. Who can satisfy you if you always use the physical fitness of athletes to measure scholars, and use the knowledge reserves of scholars to demand athletes? "

"Then don't be satisfied with anyone." Minglang walked into the bedroom and turned around and asked, "Is there anything else to say? I'll close the door if I have nothing to say."

Xu Huafang froze for a moment, and then suddenly remembered the scene she saw when she ran into her son's room by mistake some time ago... My son doesn't seem like a cold person in this regard, why doesn't he want to have a girlfriend?

"It's fine if you don't want to go to dinner, bring the person you like to show mom, then I will give up, or there is no way!" Xu Huafang bit her to death.

Minglang rolled his eyes, "It's up to you." Then he closed the door.

"Follow me?" Xu Huafang was angry: "Follow me what? Make it clear, you think I'm for yourself? I'm for your own good..."

Mingming turned a deaf ear and left his mother babbling outside the door. He walked to the window, opened the curtains slightly, and looked at the stone road on the slope not far away. He faintly saw a person with his hands in his pockets and his mouth Leaning against the low wall with a cigarette in his mouth, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but just one movement could arouse all kinds of clues in Qingming's heart...

Why is this idiot here again?Every day from when I go home to watch until more than two o'clock before leaving, when will he arrive to finish the calculation?

Did he think he could hide it from himself by parking the car on the corner of the street?Did he think he couldn't see by hiding on the top of the wall?This is the place where Minglang grew up. He has been a child for 30 years, and he knows where there is a little trouble, let alone a big living person sticking there!

Love puts out the lights, but the heart surrounds a city...

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Both of them were in so much pain that they pinched their necks and eyes, but Xu's mother was relentless in making trouble for Xiao Ming... It seems that the old people are like this now, they can't be idle, and they mess around all day long, so I can't scold them~ Hehe, too much sense of life