Chapter 246 Staying up late is really stressful

After Zhang Xingwang put the money on the table, he looked up at the roof and said casually:

"And that... that strengthening and nourishing medicine I took last time, please give me some more. Don't get me wrong, I mainly want to try out the long-term effects of this medicine.

As for the last few, um... you know I am a kind-hearted person, and now I am considered a half-doctor. I happened to meet a friend who was in poor health, so I gave them to him. You know the principle that a doctor is like a parent..."

Seeing the noncommittal expression of Old Man Zhang, he was too lazy to say more to him. He just took out a pile of money and said in a cold voice:

"Just tell me whether you want to spread your master's secret recipe. Who would know it if it is hidden all day long? Besides, I can't bear to see this secret recipe gathering dust.

Besides, it would be a shame if I don’t try the medicine with my physical condition…”

Old man Zhang took the money and counted it in the candlelight while saying unhappily:

"Stop using those clichés and pretending to be cultured. Do you think I don't know that your aunt said you didn't even graduate from high school?

Besides, this is a secret recipe. Use your perverse brain to think about it. You can even make it more popular. You are so smart that you can come up with this idea..."

"How come you have no vision at all? You can't just think about yourself..."

"Someone told me this when I was young, and I kept saying it everywhere..."

"Look, it means you haven't made any progress in all these years. People need to listen to advice, know shame and then be brave..."

"Then he went out at night and fell badly. If I hadn't found it and brought him back to treat his injuries, he would have died..."

"and after?"

"Later, he thought the medical bills were too expensive and wanted to deny paying, so he insisted that I had beaten him. Don't you think this guy can't tell good from evil? I told you he was injured in a fall, and as a doctor, how could I not tell whether it was a fall or a beating.

You can't blame me just because I passed by at night, there is no law...

You also know that I had a bad temper when I was young. The rule of the traveling doctor is that money can cure all diseases. Anyway, he finally sold his house and left. I heard that he went to escape from the disaster..."

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After listening to this, Zhang Xingwang carefully recalled the tone of his voice, and then said with a serious face:

"It was really tiring staying up all night to prepare the medicine. Please hurry up and I will be back first..."

After hearing this, Old Man Zhang stopped counting the money, stared at Zhang Xingwang's eyes which seemed to be shining with gold in the night, and said with a fake smile:

"What you gave me doesn't include the money for staying up late to buy the tonic medicine. If you're not in a hurry, come and get it tomorrow afternoon..."

When Zhang Xingwang arrived at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then turned around silently, took out two yuan and handed it over.

Looking at the muscular old man Zhang smiling and counting money under the candlelight, I couldn't help but complain:

"The way you lower your head to count money is really obscene."

After hearing this, Old Man Zhang shrugged and said indifferently:

"So what, you don't like money?"

"That's not the case... But I can't be like you, obsessed with money..."

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Old Man Zhang's expression did not change at all. Instead, he said proudly:

"My master is like this. It is said that this is the inheritance of our lineage. There is nothing wrong with liking money. Those who always say they don't like money are not serious people.

After saying this, he continued with a look of emotion:

"To be honest, my generation is the poorest and most hopeless. Sigh... Nowadays, I can't even leave the village, and it's hard to travel. I am bringing shame to our master..."

"Didn't you say before that a doctor is like a parent?"

"Will he take care of me in my old age? Just giving me money is good enough, what's the point of talking about feelings..."

"I just need to say this..."

After saying goodbye to the shameless old man Zhang, I returned to my aunt's house in a depressed mood. It was now a little after eight o'clock.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw my aunt's family still at the dinner table. My cousin was talking and gesturing, and my aunt and uncle were listening attentively.

Seeing Zhang Xingwang coming in, the impatient cousin ran to Zhang Xingwang as if he had seen a savior and said aggrievedly:

"Brother, please take care of my dad. He actually asked me to deliver sweet potatoes to Sun Xiaoyu. Why?"

Zhang Xingwang was confused. This cousin seemed to be a filial son. What do I care about your father? What kind of lewd words were these? He didn't do anything that was incumbent on him. But who was Sun Xiaoyu?

Seeing Zhang Xingwang's gaze coming at him, the uncle yawned immediately, and then, amid the goose-cry of the aunt, he muttered to himself:

"Why is it suddenly dark? I have to go to bed quickly because I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow..."

The goose cried for a long time before the aunt stopped laughing and said with a smile:

"Your sister said that she saw a little girl giving your brother a pencil today, and your brother happily sent her to the entrance of the village before returning."

"She's talking nonsense. It was Sun Xiaoyu who asked me to give her a pencil, so I gave it to her."

"Brother, I'm watching you. Are you laughing happily?"

"You can get a pencil for free by just walking a few steps along the way, aren't you happy?"

Zhang Xingwang listened to the conversation between the brother and sister, looked at his cousin who went back to his room angrily, and turned to ask his aunt:

"Aunt, my cousin is only fourteen now, isn't it a bit too early?"

"Well, we didn't take it seriously. Your uncle was just teasing him out of boredom. Your brother will be fifteen in two months. The problem is that your brother seems to hate little girls now."

"You scared me. He's still young, don't teach him bad things. By the way, what does Sun Xiaoyu look like?"

"Brother, Sister Xiaoyu is so beautiful, and she even gave me a flower hairband."

My cousin answered quickly.

After listening to his cousin's words, Zhang Xingwang felt that his uncle's sweet potato plan was a little small-minded and lacked any courage. It looked like a village trick. It was estimated that it would be difficult for his cousin to find a wife in the future...

It seems that in two years, when he grows up, I have to popularize the classic routine of the master Xu Damao to my cousin who lacks knowledge. After all, this routine not only made Sha Zhu fail again and again, but also made him almost get married for no apparent reason.

Including the creator, the success rate is at least 66 percent, which is quite reliable.

"You also know that your brother has been a little strange since...there has been trouble at home."

Zhang Xingwang thought about it and realized that there must be a reason why his cousin was so slow to become smart. It turned out that there was a gap between one generation and another.

If this happened decades later, you would say that your cousin has a really good temper, and he would not have encouraged your child to send sweet potatoes. Instead, he would have told you about the dangers of premature love and transferred him to another school.

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"Don't move, let your cousin feel your pulse..."

"Brother, I am in good health..."

"I know. I just want to see how you're doing. In case you're the type who can strike back, I have some medicine..."

"The teacher said we are already adults..."

"Teacher, what you said is too one-sided. I'm studying medicine recently and I won't lie to you..."

"Oh, then you see, brother..."

"Okay, I basically understand. Are you in a hurry to pee? Let's go to the toilet together."

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