"You can't do this." She comforted, "People always need some fun, otherwise they will be too lonely."

The lame man sighed and said with emotion: "I don't want to be like this. It's just that my leg hurts so much when I walk for a long time. It hurts a lot when I bend it even slightly. It also makes me walk slowly. I'm worried that I might fall down and get injured again."

to the legs."

Du Yue thought for a while: "Uncle lame, if you trust me, can I help you heal your leg and restore your health?"

The lame man was stunned for a moment, and then he grabbed Du Yue's arm with joy on his face: "Really? Are you really willing to help me treat my leg disease?"

"Of course it's true." Du Yue said, "But I don't dare to guarantee it."

"I believe you."

"...Uh."

"Let's go to the hospital." The lame man rubbed his hands anxiously, "Old lady, go get the money quickly, let's go to the county hospital."

Du Yue smiled bitterly: "You misunderstood. I don't open a pharmacy. I learned my medical skills from my classmates, not from a regular hospital."

"Ah?" The cripple frowned, "Then what problem can you cure?"

"I know acupuncture, do you want to try it?"

"Acupuncture?"

"Yes. My master said that Chinese medicine emphasizes that 'drugs are not as good as food supplements.' I will give you two injections and let you drink some chicken soup to replenish your body."

"That's not bad," the lame man nodded, "Then you can prick it for me."

Du Yue took out the silver needle, inserted it gently near the lame man's knee, and then pulled it out.

The cripple suddenly felt a numbness in his ankles, as if he had been struck by electricity. Du Yue twisted the silver needle, and a stream of heat surged from the acupuncture points to his limbs.

The lame man's face gradually turned rosy, showing a comfortable expression, closing his eyes and enjoying it.

Du Yue continued to use acupuncture.

After a long while, the lame man opened his eyes and asked: "Old lady, do I feel comfortable now?"

"Well, much better."

"I feel warm all over my body and very comfortable." The cripple grinned, "I have never felt so comfortable in my life. It's really magical."

"Try taking a few more steps and see."

"Hey."

The cripple stood up slowly and took a step forward with his left leg.

His right leg shook violently and he almost fell to the ground.

Du Yue quickly reached out to support him and comforted him: "Don't panic, it's because you have just recovered and your leg muscles are not used to it. After a while, you will be able to walk steadily."

The lame man held her hand gratefully and solemnly said: "Old woman, thank you!"

"It's just a little effort." Du Yue smiled slightly, "I'm going back to the house to rest first."

"Hey, good, good."

"Uncle lame, please rest early."

"Hey." The cripple nodded, "You go back to the house first, I'll be right back."

After Du Yue left, Xu Weiguo came over and said, "Dad, this girl is quite nice. Why are you so cold to her?"

The lame man glared at him: "You know nothing."

Xu Weiguo touched his nose and stepped aside.

"Old lady, are you tired? Do you want to go back to the house and take a nap?" the lame man asked.

"Not tired."

The lame man walked around the garden on crutches.

Suddenly, the cripple stopped and looked carefully at the weeds in the garden.

"What kind of flower is this?"

"Wild rose."

"What is a wild rose?"

"Rose is an ivy plant with purple or black leaves, dark golden stems, and blue-purple petals."

"Oh, that's it." The lame man seemed to have some realization, "Old lady, from now on I will put this flower in the yard to bask in the sun. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay." Du Yue readily agreed.

This lame man is a lonely old man, his family is not rich, and his life is very difficult. He regards flowers and plants as his only spiritual sustenance, and Du Yue understands his thoughts.

……

"Mom, I'm hungry." Xu Xiaoya rubbed her stomach and shouted.

"You kid," the lame man scolded with a smile, "your sister stewed lamb chops for you."

"Awesome!"

Xu Xiaoya rushed into the kitchen happily.

Du Yue smiled, turned around and walked towards the living room.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Du Yue opened the door and saw a young man wearing glasses and a shirt. The man looked elegant and handsome, with straight and clear features.

"Who are you looking for?" Du Yue looked at him suspiciously.

"Hello, may I ask, is this Xu Xiaohu's house?" the man asked politely.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I am Xiaohu's friend. I came to visit Xiaohu today. How is he now? Is he feeling better?"

"Already awake."

"Great!" the man said excitedly, "Then can you tell me which room he is in now? I want to see him."

"You come in first."

The man entered the room, looked around the room, and asked, "Where are the others?"

"He's lying upstairs." Du Yue pointed to the second floor, "I'll take you there."

The two of them walked along the spiral staircase to the second floor and arrived at Xu Xiaohu's bedroom.

At this time, Xu Xiaohu was lying on the bed, with gauze tied around his wrist, and his face was pale. He heard someone knocking on the door, looked up, and saw a stranger. He was startled and struggled to sit up.

Du Yue quickly stopped him: "Lie down."

Xu Xiaohu stared blankly at the man in front of him.

The man smiled and said: "Hello, my name is Wang Zhijun, and I am Xiaohu's classmate."

Xu Xiaohu blinked and said, "Hello, classmate Wang Zhijun, I know you."

He has an excellent memory, so he naturally remembers this boy.

"You know me?" Wang Zhijun was surprised.

"Yes." Xu Xiaohu nodded, "We are all students of No. 3 Middle School."

"You three have a good relationship."

"Yes, the three of us are in the same class, and we usually have a good time."

Wang Zhijun suddenly understood. No wonder Du Yue's attitude changed when he mentioned Xu Xiaohu. It turned out that the three of them were actually brothers.

Wang Zhijun couldn't help but ask: "Then why are you divided into classes?"

"Oh, it's a long story..."

"Don't be afraid, speak slowly."

Xu Xiaohu sighed and narrated what happened.

It turns out that Xu Xiaohu is one year younger than Xu Weiguo. He has a lively and outgoing personality and loves to make friends, which is different from Xu Weiguo.

He is a typical bad student.

However, he is not without advantages.

His grades are not good, but he is handsome. Although he has been malnourished for a long time, has a sallow complexion, and slightly dark skin, he still cannot block his good looks, and his personality makes him even more charming.

Xu Xiaohu is tall and handsome. Every time he attends class, several beautiful girls gather around him to discuss study matters. In fact, he doesn’t like studying and can’t even memorize school textbooks. However, this

It doesn't prevent him from attracting girls' attention at all, and his psychological quality is excellent. As long as he lowers his head and pretends to be dead, no one dares to mess with him.

Xu Weiguo is the complete opposite.

He is short and fat, physically weak, and has a weak personality. He always does the lowest level of work in obscurity.

Xu Xiaohu is different from him.
To be continued...