“Really useful?”

Everyone in the room, including Zhang Youping, was also staring at the changes in Zhang Shicai. Although Zhang Youping had drunk the water that turned into a baby, how could he easily believe that the water that transformed casually would be as effective as a playhouse. This time he took it for Zhang Shicai to drink, it was purely a dead horse to treat.

Gudong!

Zhang Shicai actually drank the water in the bowl in one mouthful, and made a gurgling sound.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise for a while.

"It's really useful. This is so amazing!" Zhang Dechun grabbed the back of his head, a little confused.

At this time, Zhang Enzhong ran in from outside panting, "Silly, stupid secretary." Because of his breathing, he called the word "Spring" as "Silly".

"How is it? Did the hospital send an ambulance?" Zhang Dechun glared at Zhang Enzhong with anger. Seeing that Zhang Enzhong was like a revolutionary hero, he didn't care about him as much as he did.

"Doctor, the hospital's mother refused to come, saying that our village-level roads were too bad and the car couldn't get in." Zhang Enzhong took a few breaths before saying.

"I just knew that the hospital was unreliable. Didn't I tell you that if the hospital refused to send a car, wouldn't it be that you would ask a tractor from the township government?" Zhang Dechun knew that Zhang Enzhong had run back, so he must have not called a car.

"Those trampers refused to come in. They said that our village usually did not allow tractors from other villages to pick up goods, but refused to come in. It was all because of Liu Qianwang's basketball day. He dominated the entire village alone, and the village called the cars from other villages to come in. Now, it's better that even if you can't even call a car, no one will come in. No matter how much it costs, no one will come in." Zhang Enzhong even offered a high price, but others refused to come in. I think he was offended to death by Liu Qianwang.

"In the future, this matter cannot be done by the Qianwang." Zhang Dechun was very upset. But it was too late to say anything now.

On the side, Luo Ximei's excited shouting made the atmosphere in the room suddenly liven up.

"Talented, talented!"

When everyone looked at Zhang Shicai, Zhang Shicai's only eyes had already opened, "Mom, why are there so many people coming from home?"

"Baby! You finally survived!" Luo Ximei was worried all day long, and the sadness in her heart was finally released.

"Mom, don't cry. Am I fine?" Zhang Shicai still couldn't figure out what was going on.

"It's really thanks to Youping today. If it weren't for him, you would have been afraid that you would have reported to the King of Hell. Your wound was evil and your body was burned (describing a severe high fever). Youping helped you melt a bowl of water and drink it, and you would wake up." Luo Ximei looked at Zhang Youping gratefully.

"Yes, thanks to Youping today."

"You Ping, did your water really melt you for you?"

"That beggar is probably the Meishan Navy Master. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so powerful."

"Yes, right, I couldn't believe it at first. I didn't expect the water to be so magical."

"The real Meishan Navy is so powerful. Ma Wulang can only be regarded as a three-legged cat's kung fu. The water he transforms is of course useless, but the water transformed by the real Meishan Navy is even more effective than the special medicine."

...

The villagers were talking and talking, saying good things about Zhang Youping.

Zhang Youping hurriedly said, "Stop talking about these things, check it out first to see if Shicai's fever has subsided?"

"No need to look at this. Shicai's complexion is completely different from before. The fever will definitely subside." Zhang Dechun glanced at it and said confidently.

"Brother Ping, thanks to you today. I feel much more comfortable now. There should be nothing wrong. Thanks to everyone's concern, I have died twice today and survived the disaster. No matter what, I will live well in the future." Zhang Shicai thought it openly and felt open-minded.

"Yes, there is no hurdle in this world. As long as you think about it and heal your injuries, you will find a way to make money. Life will always get better and better." Zhang Youping encouraged.

"Brother Ping, don't worry. I won't think about it anymore." Zhang Shicai smiled at Zhang Youping.

Seeing that Zhang Shicai was fine, Zhang Youping wanted to say goodbye and leave. Now Zhang Shicai's family is in great difficulty, so he can't stay at their house for dinner. He took the blue and white ceramic bowl and wanted to go home.

"Brother Ping, go after dinner." Zhang Shicai shouted quickly.

"No, you can't do it, you can't be busy, we didn't help, what food should we eat? Shicai is healthy. I'll go back first." Zhang Youping knew what was going on at Zhang Shicai's family, and how could he eat at their house?

Luo Ximei hurriedly went to the room to grab a can of canned citrus in glass. This thing is definitely a rare item in the countryside. Only when visiting patients will they go to the department store in the town to buy a few cans. Last time when Zhang Shicai was hospitalized, some relatives bought some cans when they visited the hospital.

"Take it back for beggars." Luo Ximei forced her into Zhang Youping's hand.

Zhang Youping wanted to decline politely, but after thinking about it, he still accepted it, "Then I will thank you for begging for you."

"What do you thank? Let the beggars come to our house to play. The grapes are almost ripe. He wants to eat them and come and pick them at any time." Luo Ximei smiled. No matter how the water brought by Zhang beggar comes from, it doesn't matter. What's important is that Zhang Youping saved her cub's life, which is equivalent to saving her life and saving her home. She knew that if his cub was gone, she would not be able to survive. Since her man passed away, cubs were the reason for her to survive. It was difficult for a woman to be widowed and pull her child together, how much sadness it would take, and how many tears it would take to swallow. Only she knew.

Life is like a few winding cypress trees beside the wellhead in the village. Even if their bodies are bent, they will leave a dark green in the world. That is the only hope for life.

Zhang Jiaohua is now starting to feel the beauty of life. Oranges are what he likes to eat and sugar water is what he likes to eat. Now the two things he likes to eat are mixed together. How good is this taste? Just listen to his squeaking sound.

"Is it delicious? Is it good to give my mother a bite?" Liu Qiaoye looked at the little girl eating so relish, so he leaned over and tried it.

"Okay." Zhang Yaohua agreed in one bite, then scooped a petal of oranges with spoons and delivered them to her mother's mouth.

Seeing that the little girl was so happy, Liu Qiaoye felt sweeter than eating honey. The smile on her face was brighter than the flowers in the fields. "Good little girl, my mother doesn't eat it, so eat more baby girl."

"What's the food for mom?" Zhang Yaohua was very persistent. He wanted mom to share his sweetness. This is the most delicious thing in the world, and mom also wants to try it.

Liu Qiaoye really ate the most delicious food in the world, and this bite may be enough for her to reminisce for the rest of her life.

After Zhang Yaohua fed his mother, he gave him an orange to his father who was making a water shot gun on the threshold. His father ate it very readily and laughed, "It's so delicious!"

Happiness does not require a wealth of wealth, happiness may be simple and simple. Only by savoring the taste of life can you understand the great way.

[PS: Because the single chapter cannot be seen through the channel, Lao Yu will post it here. Please understand]

[PS: When writing "My Life of Practicing Taoism", Lao Yu had many conflicts. He was always entangled in how to write the content more liked by more people and how to add more elements that people liked into his works. The result was that everything was mixed together. Not only did everyone not like to read it, Lao Yu himself couldn't write it down. Perhaps Lao Yu's novel was destined to be impossible to satisfy everyone.

"My Life of Practicing Taoism" left too many regrets for Lao Yu. When the beginning was written, it was very comfortable and smooth. Now I am a little savoring the comfort of writing the opening. As a result, everyone likes it. So I like to find the comfort of getting it back. So with this book "The Book of Post-80s" I originally named it "Zhang Yaohua's Book of Practicing Taoism". I hope that the title of the book shows that I wrote very simple things. I began to find the flavor of writing the opening of "My Life of Practicing Taoism". Whether everyone likes it or not, Lao Yu knows that there will always be people who like it. Maybe not many people. But some people like it, it is the motivation of Lao Yu.

This book is written very slowly because Lao Yu is worried that he will write quickly, and he may end up like the previous book. Writing slowly can dig out a lot of details. So I like everyone to be patient so that Lao Yu can write this breath more vividly. Please understand that Lao Yu will not update too much every day. But Lao Yu will write with care and try to improve the quality.

For those friends who want the quality of old fish and update quickly, old fish can only say sorry: I really can't do it.

The new book has begun, and I found that it is becoming increasingly difficult to open a new book now. I thought it would be easy to get a list. Who knew that now you can get red envelopes for recommendation votes, but others have made thousands of votes a day and killed Lao Yu directly. Lao Yu has no energy or financial resources to operate it. Brothers with recommendation votes votes will vote for Lao Yu. Come and read it every day when you have time. I think Lao Yu is writing more thoughtful, so I rewarded and encouraged it. The new book is more difficult, so I can only rely on the support of fellow Taoists!
Chapter completed!