It is probably really extraordinary that ginseng can be praised by an old man for its medicinal effects.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhenhua looked at the medicinal wine in his hand, and at Doctor Yu whose face was filled with desire. He felt cruel and gritted his teeth and said: "Who can I show you when you look like that? Forget it, I'll give you half!"
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After saying that, he quickly added: "Only half, any more will be gone. Don't overthink it."
There are many old friends who have been with him through life and death. Since this medicinal wine is so good, he has to share it with his old friends.
Regarding the matter of them sharing medicinal wine in front of him, Zhang Yu remained silent and allowed them to discuss it.
In his opinion, since the medicinal wine was given to his uncle, it belonged to him. Whether he drank it himself or gave it to others, it all depended on his wish.
When Doctor Yu heard that Zhang Zhenhua was willing to give him half of the medicinal wine, he ran away immediately.
The speed stunned Zhang Yu and the others.
As the person involved, Zhang Zhenhua looked at the person who left without saying a word. He couldn't help but wrinkled his nose and snorted: "Don't forget it. Why are you running so fast? You think I care so much for you!"
However, before waiting for two minutes, Doctor Yu rushed back, holding an exquisite glass bottle in his hand. He glanced at Zhang Zhenhua who was still sulking incomprehensively, and said warily: "Can you promise to give me half of it?"
I don’t want to go back on my word anymore.”
The look of fear that Zhang Zhenhua would go back on his word made Zhang Zhenhua grit his teeth angrily: "I, Zhang Zhenhua, spit out my words. When have I ever regretted what I said? I said I would give you half, and I will definitely give you half. There is no need for this."
"That's good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two old men ran into the house and shared the medicinal wine.
Neither of them trusts the other and is worried that the other will take too much, so they both want to take the right to divide the medicinal wine into their own hands.
In the end, Dr. Yu, who had gained experience, won the victory and successfully obtained the right to distribute the medicinal wine.
Seeing the medicine in the bottle being poured away little by little, Zhang Zhenhua couldn't help but shout: "That's enough, that's enough, it's already half done."
Doctor Yu: "How can I get half? It's still early. You promised to give me half."
Seeing that the medicinal wine in the bottle was getting less and less, Zhang Zhenhua became a little anxious and wanted to reach out to block it. He was also afraid of spilling the medicinal wine, so he could only say anxiously from the side: "It's not half yet, it's already more than half, you can do it again."
If you do, I'll be gone."
Seeing that the two old men were about to quarrel because of this, Zhang Yu couldn't hold it back and said that he would bring two more bottles next time he came over.
At that moment, the eyes of the two old men lit up.
Doctor Yu even patted his chest and said, "I don't want you for nothing. I have a salary. You tell me how much it is, and I will get it for you later."
Zhang Zhenhua rolled his eyes at him. Who didn't have money? He couldn't spend much money in the rest house. He had saved up his daily salary and other things.
He had already decided that from now on these things would be left to Zhang Yu, his grandnephew.
As for his niece and her niece's children, Zhang Zhenhua said that they have hands, feet, and jobs, so they don't need to worry about it themselves.
At this time, Zhang Zhenhua didn't remember that Zhang Yu also had a salary, and according to the information he found, the other party had a lot of money. He just felt that he was the youngest and needed to be taken care of.
Zhang Zhenhua's partiality is blatant.
After sharing the medicinal wine, the two old men had nothing to argue about, and their relationship immediately returned to its original state.
Zhang Zhenhua even took out the braised pork and yuqianwowo that Zhang Yu had brought to him, and invited Doctor Yu to eat them together.
Doctor Yu also rarely turned a blind eye and didn't care about the fact that he was not allowed to eat too greasy food.
But since the other party invited him, he had no intention of refusing.
Doctor Yu sat down and ate with him without any politeness.
I ate a piece of Yuqian Wowo with a clear mouth, and after tasting the fragrance of the ingredients, I picked up another one, poured a spoonful of chili oil into the middle of the wowo, broke off a piece, dipped it in the chili oil in the middle, and put it in my mouth.
"Authentic! This Yuqianwowo must be eaten with chili oil to make it taste delicious."
After finishing the extra meal, Dr. Yu consciously took his half bottle of medicinal wine and left, leaving time for the grandfather and grandson to talk alone.
Zhang Zhenhua first asked about Zhang Yu's recent life. After hearing that poisonings occurred one after another in his high school, he couldn't help but frown.
While telling Zhang Yu to be careful, he told him to come to him if anything happened.
Zhang Yu stayed in the dormitory until 3 p.m. before leaving. Before leaving, his uncle stuffed him with a lot of tickets.
Before he said the words of rejection, Zhang Zhenhua's face turned serious and he said directly: "Do you look down on me, an old man, that's why you don't want my things?"
Zhang Yu was inexplicably labeled with such a big label, and Zhang Yu couldn't laugh or cry. It was all nonsense. It was too late for him to admire his uncle, so he looked down on him.
In short, no matter what, Zhang Yu had to accept those tickets. If he didn't accept them, my uncle's face would remain drooping.
He had no choice but to accept it honestly, thinking of bringing two more bottles of medicinal wine to his uncle next time.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu suddenly felt that the medicinal wine he concocted last time was not that much. He also had a spiritual ginseng, so he might as well soak this one when he went back.
When he left, the same driver who came in also gave him a lift.
As for Lin Zhihui, the relative she was visiting today was not in good health. In order not to disturb her rest, she left the sanatorium after a short stay.
After the driver put Zhang Yu on the bus, Zhang Yu wanted him to leave, but the other party refused. The old chief had to say that he had to see Zhang Yu get on the bus with his own eyes.
There is no other way, the bus hasn't come yet, so Zhang Yu can only wait for him.
But Zhang Yu didn't expect that before the bus arrived, he saw a big scene of unfilial descendants forcing their old mother.
I don’t know what happened today. In the past, the bus went by every half an hour at most. Today, the two of them waited for an hour, but they didn’t see it.
Seeing time passing minute by minute and the bus taking a long time to arrive, Zhang Yu couldn't help but become a little impatient.
He was pacing back and forth, looking in the direction of the bus from time to time. Just when the driver couldn't help but propose to send Zhang Yu back, there was a sudden noise next to him.
The two subconsciously looked to the side and saw five more people not far away.
An old lady hugged a chicken tightly and sat on the ground crying.
Three men standing nearby were trying to snatch the chicken out of the old lady's hands.
A woman in her mid-twenties was anxiously circling beside her. She tried to persuade the three men next to her, but was pushed to the ground.
Anyone who saw this scene would probably think that three men were bullying the old lady.
