At this time, he stopped and looked back, and saw Han Fafa's cold and arrogant expression, as if to say: Boy, do you think I can't know what Yuzhen's disease is?
At that moment, Song Sanxi smiled and said: "Grandpa Han, I'm going to collect medicines. Time is tight! Some medicines need to be collected in the morning to be effective. Let's talk about Aunt Mei when I come back!"
After saying that, he took long strides, flashed a few times, got into the forest, and disappeared.
Mr. Han was stunned for a moment, "This little bastard, actually knew that I was going to ask him this?"
Han Fafa was feeling disappointed, secretly resenting it, and said uncomfortably: "Dad, is this kid too arrogant? He doesn't even listen to your old words."
"Hey~~~ You can't say that to him. It's important for him to collect medicine! Maybe, he is collecting medicine for Yuzhen!"
"oh……"
Han Fafa has no more nonsense.
So I took the driver with me and moved all the tools and other things out of the car.
We have to eat here at noon, so we bring all the simple and portable camping stoves, seasonings, tents, etc. in the car.
These must be prepared.
Moreover, you have to take out fishing supplies and prepare them.
However, after Han Fa finished his work, he felt good.
There are few people, quiet and beautiful scenery.
Accompanying my father, I sat down by the Dragon King Pond and had a good time fishing.
This part of the world belongs to you.
Feeling great!
In the past, when I came to fish, there were many vehicles, many guards, and helicopter patrols in the sky. I enjoyed the feeling of privilege.
Even if the helicopter roars, it's still okay.
But the scene today is pretty good, it's really quiet.
He quietly observed his father and found that his father was smiling and enjoying this environment.
Although he couldn't catch anything when fishing, the old man was really happy!
After a while, Han found that there were fish here. A big cold-water carp from the mountains came in. It weighed more than three pounds and had red beards and red tails. He was very happy.
Mr. Han didn't catch anything, but he came over to help his son get the fish. He splashed water on his face and was very happy.
Han Fafa was very excited and said he would kill the fish and put it there.
Mr. Han shook his head and said: "No need to invent, wait until Xiaozai Zai comes back, he can do it! You are far behind him in making delicious food."
Han Fafa had no choice but to give up and felt a little jealous of Song Sanxi.
However, it makes sense.
Come on, this grandson is here to work and take care of people's lives.
In his heart, he still enjoyed the pleasure of privilege.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, the father and son had a pretty good harvest.
Han Fafa caught three big carp, the largest one weighed more than seven kilograms, and the small one weighed three kilograms.
As for Mr. Han, he was very excited when he saw a yellow old turtle weighing ten pounds.
He kept praising Song Sanxi, this little cub knows how to find a nest! He said why there are no fish all the time. It turns out that this old guy is down there. How can any fish dare to come?
Just when the father and son were excited, Song Sanxi also came back carrying a bulging medicine bag.
Seeing the fish harvest, Song Sanxi was also very happy. He praised it a few times and said that the harvest was really good and he was really lucky. The ingredients for lunch were found.
Seeing the old man happy, of course he is happy.
However, Han Fa attacked, "Hey, Song Sanxi, don't just be happy. My dad really wants to eat silver face for lunch today. Where's your fish?"
"Haha... don't rush, don't rush." Song Sanxi opened the package of medicinal materials and placed them on the stone beach to dry.
There is wind in the mountains, but the sunshine is not bad today.
The medicinal materials he collected also needed to be dried like this.
Father Han and his son naturally did not know these medicinal materials.
However, Song Sanxi's clothes were torn and there were blood stains on her face.
At first glance, it turned out that these were medicinal materials collected in a very dangerous place.
Mr. Han couldn't help but said: "Little Song Zaizai, it's really hard for you to collect medicines. Did you collect the medicines for Ah Zhen?"
The Ah Zhen in his mouth naturally refers to Mei Yuzhen.
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Yes, Grandpa Han, exactly."
"What's going on with her?"
"Grandpa Han, originally this is the patient's privacy. However, you are a highly respected man, and you seem to be very concerned about Aunt Mei. Not to mention, your third uncle is also particularly concerned about it, right?"
After saying that, Song Sanxi looked at Han Fafa with a smile.
Han Fafa looked a little uncomfortable.
Mr. Han glared at Han Fafa and said, "This grandson, when he was young, he was sorry for Mei Yuzhen!"
The words are a bit harsh.
Han Fa's face turned red and he was ashamed.
He lowered his head and said a little helplessly: "Dad, this is so many years ago, can you not mention it anymore?"
Wouldn't it hurt him even more if he mentioned this matter in front of Song Sanxi?
Han Laochen said: "Don't let me mention it anymore? You have the shame to do such bad things, and you still have the shame not to let others talk about it?"
Han Fafa: "..."
Speechless, afraid to speak.
Song Sanxi hurriedly said: "Grandpa Han, don't be angry. I'll get the fishing rod and then talk about Aunt Mei's condition!"
He has already dried the medicine and is preparing the tools to catch silver faces.
Mr. Han was also tired. He sat on the pony and nodded.
He took out his cigarettes, gave one to Song Sanxi, and took one for himself.
He took another Chong Hanfa and shook it, "Hey, don't you want one?"
"Oh, thank you Dad."
Han Fafa had no choice but to hold the cigarette with both hands, take out the lighter, and light it for his father first.
Then click on it yourself.
Song Sanxi didn't empty his hands and didn't light up a cigarette.
Han Fafa was too lazy to give him some.
Unexpectedly, the old man glared at him and said, "Can't you light a cigarette for little Song Zaizai?"
"I……"
Han Fafa was so depressed that he went to his grandma's house.
What is my status? Do I have to light a cigarette for him?
He had no choice but to go there, and Song Sanxi, holding a cigarette in his mouth, vaguely expressed his gratitude.
At the smoke point, Song Sanxi fiddled with it a few times, and the fishing rod and line for fishing for silver faces were all ready.
Moreover, among the herbs he picked, he took out an unknown grass.
Crush the grass into pieces, mix it into the beef and mutton liver prepared earlier, and tie the bag tightly.
It is said that this is a special bait material that is naturally attractive to silver faces.
This operation shocked both Han and his son. They didn't expect it to be so delicate.
Han Fafa couldn't help but said: "Then prepare more and keep it here. In the future, when my dad wants to catch someone, he will use it."
"There are quite a few here! Let's go back and I'll make a potion. You can take it back and put it in the freezer so it can be used at any time."
"Well, okay, I have to, haha..."
Han Fafa smiled sincerely.
Song Sanxi sat down and explained Mei Yuzhen's condition.
The most important thing is that she suffered from early-stage cirrhosis of hepatitis B and early-stage central lung cancer.
This made the Han family and his son dumbfounded.
Han Fafa felt a little sad, "This... I really didn't expect that Yuzhen would be like this. Song Sanxi, are you talking nonsense?"
Song Sanxi looked innocent.
Mr. Han frowned and glanced at his son, "Is Xiao Song Zaizai a nonsense person? You son of a bitch, don't look at people with colored glasses."
Then, he said to Song Sanxi: "Little Song Zaizai, it's not easy for Ah Zhen! Can you cure her disease? How long can she live?"
The concern in the old man's eyes was extraordinary.
Song Sanxi said seriously: "Grandpa Han, don't worry, I'm here. As long as Aunt Mei has a good attitude and cooperates with the treatment, it will last about thirty years."
"What?" Han Fafa jumped up, "Song Sanxi, you fart!"