Towards the spring sun.

A rare surname and a strange name. Zhong Yue didn't have much thought about this old man.

"Let's have a meal first. Xiaowei will never have a good life, let's eat it." Huang Sanli raised her eyebrows and looked like she was sighing.

Zhong Yue felt cold when he remembered what Huang Youwei said before. A girl survived by over ten years by surplus. What an incredible thing.

"San Ye, have the doctors in Shanghai found? If you need help, try to help me wherever I can."

Huang Sanjia sat in the seat, and the dishes served looked dull, which was completely different from what Zhong Yue had eaten in these days and Ouyang Kaishan. The dishes in hotels and restaurants were made intentionally for selling at that price, and there was no such a priority in this farm.

"I've found it. An old Chinese doctor is quite famous. Come, Zhong Yue, try these dishes. People in Shanghai love to eat sweet and sweet food. I just told Lao Chao that I was anxious to add sugar. I stuffed a few dried chili peppers. The taste is at least half the same as our Hui cuisine."

Zhong Yue frowned, "Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

Chao Chunyang, who was standing beside him, saw Zhong Yue's words with a little doubt, put the chopsticks on the table, "What's wrong with Chinese medicine? Does Mr. Zhong believe in Chinese medicine?"

"I don't mean that. It's just that although I don't know what the pathology is about her disease, I still need to find a regular hospital and do a systematic examination carefully."

Huang Sanli poured white wine for herself and said slowly: "Xiaowei has seen few doctors since she was a child? She has been to Shanghai for more than a dozen times, and has been to Beijing for several times. All the doctors who have seen it said that she should have disappeared long ago. But what about Xiaowei, isn't she living a good life?"

Zhong Yue glanced at Huang Sanli. This person was living well, and it seemed a bit against his will.

"I don't believe in the Western medicine thing. I have lived for the rest of my life and have never seen a single Western medicine. The things left by our ancestors are enough. There is no need for these foreign things that are just a little bitch."

Chao Chunyang poured wine for Huang Sanjia and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. This girl is not easy to live. If you worry about her, she will feel even more uncomfortable."

"I understand this. So since I was a child, I have always treated this girl like this, including his parents, and I dared to go to the United States. I believe that the cheaper my life is, the less loved it, and the longer I live."

Zhong Yue's chopsticks trembled and he looked at Huang Sanjia in a bit incredible.

There is such a person? Huang Youwei is pitiful enough. She has never seen her parents since she was a child? Or is she a free-range person?

Huang Sanjia, indeed ruthless!

"San Master, don't you think it's too cruel to treat a sick child like this?"

Huang Sanjia took a sip of the wine, "I'm not crueler, will Xiaowei work so hard to survive?"

Zhong Yue was silent.

Yes, if a person who grew up surrounded by his parents' spoiled, how can he cast his heart into a wall of iron and face the world's food without moving. How can ordinary people bear this pain?

"Don't sympathize with Xiaowei, she doesn't need anyone's charity." Huang Sanli brought a glass of white wine to Zhong Yue.

"I don't drink."

Huang Sanli smiled, "Don't drink? If you want to become a calligrapher, who doesn't drink? Calligraphy saints are addicted to alcohol, Mi Fu is addicted to alcohol, and Zhang Xu is addicted to alcohol as much as his life. Even if you don't have the ambitions of these people, calligraphy cannot be comparable to them. It's not difficult to learn to drink, right?"

Zhong Yue looked down at the full white wine.

He also wanted to be drunk and sing, like the poet Li Taibai, who was drunk and scattered, but the most he had heard now was - drinking alcohol made mistakes. He usually drinks some red wine in a coping way, but he still didn't dare to try it when facing such a high concentration of strong wine.

When he graduated from high school, he got drunk and finally slept for an afternoon, and even delayed his tickets for buying them in advance. Because of this, he was scolded by his father for a long time, and then Zhong Yue no longer dared to drink more.

Zhong Yue took the glass of white wine and drank it in one sip.

When the white wine with a strong smell of alcohol was in the mouth, Zhong Yue felt a spicy feeling. The wine entered his throat and was so spicy. After swallowing it, it felt like something was scraped from his throat to his stomach, which was a little uncomfortable.

"This wine...is so strong."

He laughed at Chunyang and said, "Mr. Zhong is so fierce. This 60-degree wine is so stuffy that it will be stuffy. We two old alcoholics who have been decades of life are just cunts, and young people are so amazing."

Zhong Yue suddenly felt a little dizzy and a dizzy head.

Huang Sanjia smiled and said, "Eat some vegetables to fill your stomach, otherwise you should feel uncomfortable."

"Okay!" Zhong Yue picked up the chopsticks with a little dizzy head and wanted to pick up the food, but one of the chopsticks reached outside the plate.

"Haha, this kid is drunk."

Zhong Yue was really drunk and leaned on the chair in a daze. He slipped and drank directly under the table.

Huang Sanjia and Chao Chunyang looked at each other and smiled.

"Haha, this kid has suffered a lot and will remember the future. Qiangzi carried him to the guest room upstairs, waited to get some coarse grains, porridge and other things on his bedside table. He probably woke up in the middle of the night and was so hungry that he looked for something to eat."

Huang Sanjia continued to pick up the food and eat it. When the young man in the farm raised Zhong Yue, he put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass and sniffed, "Old Chao, what do you think?"

"What's it?"

Huang Sanjia pressed his elbow against the table, leaned closer, and said with his ears: "It's just this boy, what do you think?"

"I heard what he said outside Kaihongxuan before. He was an idea-worthy young man, but he was too young and couldn't hold back, and he was still not a little more experienced. If the world was not good now, such a young man would have been killed long ago when he went out."

Huang Sanjia smiled, "If you don't say it, the young people nowadays are not sensible. Let's not talk about him, some stupid young people fight and kill and squat every time, and they are just regular in class and study, and they have become nerds again. In society, they always teach these people what is the world."

Huang Sanjia and Chao Chunyang clinked their glasses.

"Jianghu, do you still talk about your rules in the world?"

Huang Sanjia raised his eyebrows, "Where there are people, there are martial arts and lakes."

"hehe."

"Then do you think this kid is unreliable?"

Chao Chunyang was stunned, "The heaven is full and the earth is round, and it is a good face that is late to be successful."

Huang Sanjia laughed, "You old charlatan. I didn't say that he couldn't hold back just now, why did he change his words and become a big shot late?"

"The carp leaps over the dragon gate. The water in this jar is shallow. You have to allow this carp that has not yet transformed into a dragon to splash when it spills over."
Chapter completed!