Rebirth after the college entrance examination

Chapter 121 Delicate Little Potatoes
It seemed that she had eaten too many things that she should have avoided. By the middle of the night, Maggie Cheung's entire neck was swollen and she was too uncomfortable to sleep.

After taking two special anti-inflammatory pills, she decided not to wait any longer.

Although Hong Kong has been heavily westernized, many people fled there at the time, and many of its old traditions have been relatively well preserved.

Locals believe in Western medicine, but they also do not reject traditional Chinese medicine.

Especially when it comes from someone with a strong background like Xia An, it is more credible.

She changed her flight to Shonan, flying directly to BJ in the early morning and then to Shonan the next afternoon.

After dawn, according to the address Xia An gave her last night, she found a shabby Chinese medicine clinic in a small alley next to Nanluoguxiang.

The old woman didn’t recognize Maggie Cheung, and she just said that a friend recommended her.

It makes sense. It's such a remote place and it's hard to find it without a referral from an old customer.

Wearing reading glasses, the old man gave a diagnosis after just two glances.

Ask her whether she wants medicine or acupuncture.

Take the medicine slowly, acupuncture is faster, but acupuncture needs to be done for 7 consecutive days, one hour every morning.

Maggie Cheung was in a dilemma. Of course she hoped to get better soon, but the Golden Eagle Awards would not wait for her.

When the old man heard that she needed medicine, he was a little unhappy, but he still wrote out a prescription.

He turned around and squatted in the corner to continue repairing the bicycle.

He said he didn't sell medicine himself and told her to buy authentic herbs from a better place.

"Good medicine is more effective. Take it twice a day, morning and night. One bowl of water will make three bowls of soup..."

Maggie Cheung: “…”

"You're wrong. Three bowls of water make one bowl of soup. One course of treatment lasts half a month. You're almost there now."

This was exactly what a hermit should look like, and Maggie Cheung was overjoyed.

He took out a thousand yuan and asked the old man if it was enough for the consultation fee.

The old man peeked over his glasses.

He took out a piece of paper, put it in his pocket, waved goodbye and let her go.

The whole journey takes no more than twenty minutes.

He came in with a scarf and a mask, looking depressed, and left happily.

Maggie Cheung sent a text message to Xia An to express her gratitude, calling the old man a miracle doctor.

Xia An yawned on his bed in the dormitory, rubbing his eyes and looking around in confusion.

It took me a while to realize that Maggie Cheung had left.

I couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't an exaggeration to call that old man a miracle doctor.

His ancestor was the top imperial physician during the reign of Emperor Yongzheng. The emperor didn't take a good rest and worked himself to death for over a decade. Who could blame anyone else? He was executed shortly after Emperor Qianlong ascended the throne.

It was only after the founding of the People's Republic of China that the clan members returned to Beijing from Shaanxi and Gansu and resumed their old business as barefoot doctors.

The old man is very old, but he is in good health.

Yuan Shixiaan is the old man I met through Lin Jiajia in 13.

The old man is still operating without a license. In two years, this small shop will go bankrupt and he will start reselling medicinal herbs.

In his own words, I'm over 70 years old. How can I be sentenced if I'm caught?
At that time, Lin Jiajia's small pharmacy purchased two batches of goods from him. They were cheap and authentic.

When Xia An was on the verge of bankruptcy, he became ill due to worrying about Zuo You.

Western medicine suggested that he have his thyroid removed, but Lin Jiajia did not recommend major surgery and suggested that he try conservative treatment with a reliable Chinese medicine practitioner for a while first.

A bottle of Luzhou Laojiao, half a pound of pork head, and a plate of peanuts.

The old man took Xia An's pulse.

He recovered in less than ten days.

Xia An opened a three-story Chinese medicine clinic for the 76-year-old man, and he can be said to be practicing medicine to save the world.

There was a small episode in the middle. Lin Jiajia secretly went to the old man to see her illness.

After taking her pulse, the old man said she was not sick.

Lin Jiajia stammered as she told the old man about her situation, which made the old man very angry.

I'm a fucking Chinese medicine doctor, I don't know any magic, how can I make something that doesn't exist appear for you?

Xia An was overjoyed when he found out.

The past is still vivid in my mind. In 2006, Xia An scratched his butt in bed and sent a message to Lin Jiajia: [Dogs eat bones, cats eat fish, winter is coming and I miss my aunt.]

Lin Jiajia replied: [Should I show it to Tang Wan?]

Xia Anfa: [I miss you, it’s cold, put on more clothes]

Ten minutes passed before Lin Jiajia replied. I didn't know if she was busy or just nervous.

It’s raining heavily in Dongshan.

[No matter how heavy the rain is, it can't drown romance. Right now, I just miss you.]

Xia An didn't know that Lin Jiajia had braked and stopped by the roadside.

The wipers sway, just like my mood.

I stared blankly at the blurry world outside the glass, unable to see the road or myself clearly.

Ever since she was a child, chasing the roosting birds and teasing the chirping cicadas, she had also imagined that decades later, the man with whom she would get drunk and drink wine in the courtyard at sunset would be the one who would be faithful to her until the end, dressed in blue and riding a white horse.

But over the years, after meeting so many people, I still can't recognize the person I love.

Why is it that even though the rain outside the car is hazy, the image of the person in my heart has become clear again?

In love, the prosperity of spring, the luxuriance of summer, the rain of autumn and the snow of winter have nothing to do with the heat or the extreme cold, they are all related to romance.

It seems that this autumn rain is not that cold.

Holding the phone in hand, I edited, deleted, edited again, and deleted again.

She hesitated to follow up with a smile, and her eyebrows curved in a charming way.

……

Xia An didn't get a reply in the end, and waited for Qi Buyang to help Lu Yao into the house.

When the first word "idiot" was spoken, Qi Buyang said to Xia An, who was sitting with her legs crossed on the bed:
"Don't you think Lu Fei is an idiot? Li Xiaoru hesitated for a long time before finally mustering up the courage to give him a loving sandwich, but he insisted on breaking it in half to give to Lu Yao and me."

Xia An laughed heartily, sat up, and asked excitedly, "And then?"

"Then?"

Lu Yao rolled his eyes. "Then we both just dragged our crippled legs and ran away. Damn, how much effort did it take for me to walk over there? We haven't even started rehearsal yet, and I'm already in this mess. Lao Xia, I'm taking a day off today. I won't be going anyway."

Xia An waved his hand indifferently.

The stage play entered the rehearsal stage.

Xia An got the white horse with the least screen time, the white horse abandoned by Tang Monk.

Qi Buyang is Zhu Bajie and Lu Fei is Sha Seng.

Li Xiaoru was willing to play a fat goblin, while Lu Yao was an ordinary mortal whose leg was broken by the goblin.

The goblin fell in love with the mighty and majestic monk Sha...

Xia An actually has never supported office romances, but this couple is an exception.

He was very curious and looked forward to the next development of these two people.

He didn't know how much Li Xiaoru loved Lu Fei now, and was struggling whether to remind her that Lu Fei was a loyal and foolish old man. If a female tyrant forced herself on him, he would not be able to escape.

There's really no need for any melodramatic drama like a loving breakfast.

The phone vibrated, and Xia An thought it was Lin Jiajia, but it was Le Ning.

[Go downstairs and make breakfast for you]

【Haole】

Wow, a heart sandwich.

Le Ning handed him the small lunch box that had been heated in the microwave in the message room, and then ran away in a hurry with the sword box on her back.

Ran to the door and then returned.

He instructed: "Don't share it with others."

Xia An hugged her in the lobby with amusement, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

Little Lening looked left and right coquettishly, let him kiss her on the forehead, struggled out in the crowd, and ran away.

The school gate bus took away two bands.

There is a government banquet on Bangchuidao today to entertain African guests.

They were invited away and returned in the evening.

There was no need to accompany Maggie Cheung, so Saturday was free.

Xia An didn't know who to play with for a moment.

Play with boys?

Come on, he's not really a college student.

……

Like a real college student, he stared blankly for the whole morning with clear eyes.

Xia An was eventually persuaded by Qi Buyang and Lu Yao to download CS. He didn't like the swaying game, which made him dizzy.

He was the one who died the most.

Qi Buyang flicked his mouse and said, "It seems Lu Fei is out on a date with Li Xiaoru."

Xia An awkwardly switched the dagger and asked, "Is he sure he knows it's a date?"

Lu Yao sneered: "How is that possible? Xiao Ru is so pitiful."

In the second round, Qi Buyang said, "I heard that the acting squad leader confessed his feelings to Little Potato yesterday and got kicked out."

Xia An was shot in the head and asked in surprise, "Who? With Director Xu?"

The class leaders have not been officially elected yet, and are now all assigned by the counselors.

Originally, Xu Wanying intended to let Xia An try out as the squad leader for a while. If he did a good job, he would be promoted to a regular employee.

She talked to Xia An once, and Xia An refused without saying a word.

Are you kidding me?
He didn't plan to join D, so why waste his time?

The current acting squad leader is Wu Xun, who is tall, thin and fair-skinned.

Whether his grades were good or not was another matter, but he was very meticulous in his work. In less than a month of classes, he had already reported Xia An for skipping classes four times.

Everyone was in awe of him and would take detours when they saw him.

Xia An doesn't pay much attention to school gossip, but Qi Buyang is a gossiper and knows all the details.

Qi Buyang found Xia An being whipped behind the white room, and decisively took on two people to avenge him.

"I heard that bitch sent flowers and grass to Little Potato, and even wrote two 10,000-word essays that smelled of lavender."

Lu Yao was killed by the grenade. He turned sideways and said, "Little Potato is quite something. She didn't even reply. She didn't refuse or express her feelings. Yesterday, Wu Xun forced me to run to the third cafeteria to block her and confess my feelings."

Qi Buyang said, "Little Potato is probably new to the job and lacks experience. He didn't know how to decline politely, so he was forced into a corner."

Xia An asked curiously, "And then?"

Qi Buyang said, "Wu Xun cried all night yesterday, didn't you hear it?"

Xia An scratched his head. "Damn, no wonder. I thought I heard a sad cry when I went to the bathroom last night, and I thought it was a ghost. It turns out the monitor is just heartbroken."

Lu Yao sighed, "Little Potato is quite pretty. Being a counselor is a bit of a waste of her talent. What kind of man can marry her?"

Qi Buyang lit a cigarette. "At least he's got to be the Dean of Student Affairs. I heard he uses the disciplinary committee as an excuse to talk to Little Potato privately. He's got it all figured out."

Lu Yao said that was impossible. "She seems to have a master's degree in economics and trade. She must be looking for a wealthy businessman who can be the mistress of a school leader."

Qi Buyang asked, "How rich is considered rich?"

The topic continued for a while and Xia An didn't interrupt much.

He was intrigued and recalled Xu Wanying's original life in his mind.

I don’t remember whether she is married or not, but she has been a counselor here for many years.

The salary is not high, but it is stable.

Xia An did not particularly agree with the views of her two roommates. Not all beautiful women had to marry into wealthy families.

If you stick to these two points: choice and self-discipline, your life may be ordinary, but not necessarily bad.

In two hours, Xia An was shot more than sixty times and he couldn't play any more.

At dinner time, Qi Buyang followed the crowd into the noisy cafeteria. He held his rice bowl in one hand and two meat dishes and a vegetable meal packed for Lu Yao in the other. He asked him, "What have you been busy doing outside lately? Wu Xun and Little Potato have complained about you many times. Knowing that you have a good relationship with the instructor, you should give her some face."

Xia An said casually, "I opened a company, and you want to be an employee."

Open a company...

Looking at Xia An, Qi Buyang didn't know what to say.

Before summer, everyone was wearing high school uniforms and doing homework.

Do you have to start running so fast?
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When the reeds are lush and the white dew turns to frost, the campus is shrouded in a layer of mist in the early morning.

Sunday, 4:30.

It was just dawn, and the sparrows were scum.

The car was still parked downstairs of Tang Wan's rental house.

The engine was still running. Xia An hunched his neck and rubbed his hands in the driver's seat, waiting for the air conditioner to heat up before driving to the school gate. He rested his chin on his hand and looked at the school gate.

After a while, tap tap tap.

Xu Wanying emerged from the mist jogging.

Xia An's eyes suddenly lit up.

She held a plastic bag in her left hand and a small handbag in her right hand.

After getting in the car, Xu Wanying apologized repeatedly and took out a handmade sandwich from a plastic bag and handed it to him.

"The microwave in the dormitory is broken, and the teacher next door hasn't woken up yet. I knocked on the door for a long time. Try this, I made it."

Bread slices with lettuce leaves, salted ham, and fried eggs.

Cut in half and wrap in plastic wrap.

It's still warm and a little hot.

Xia An put it aside and looked at her for a few seconds.

Very detailed makeup.

She was already fair-skinned, so she put on a layer of foundation to cover two small pimples, wore light eyeshadow, and drew her eyebrows.

The lip gloss is a light color, with a rosy red and a little pink feeling.

Hair, especially hair.

Curl it a little bit, tie it into a bun, and let two small wavy strands fall on the temples.

Northeastern brides particularly like this hairstyle.

She wore a brown leather jacket on the outside and a mint long skirt on the inside, with bare legs and no stockings, and wore patent leather high heels in the same color as the jacket.

"Director Xu, you can't be that serious, are you the bride today, or are you planning to snatch the groom?"

Xu Wanying peeled off the plastic wrap, took a bite silently, and shook her head like a rattle.

"Eat first, then drive. There's still time."

He was indeed hungry after getting up early. Since the host was not in a hurry, he was not in a hurry either. He ate while teasing: "If the squad leader saw the way you are dressed today, I'm afraid he would cry for a few days."

It was just a little joke, but Xu Wanying gave him a sharp look and said, "I don't care if you students fall in love with each other. After all, we are in college. But I am a teacher, you can't joke about this kind of thing."

"I originally wanted to save his face and planned to talk to him again in a few days, but... Anyway, the school and I have zero tolerance for this kind of thing."

She tried to look serious, and her eyes were indeed serious.

But he hadn't swallowed the food in his mouth yet, and one side of his cheek was puffed up.

It's cute and funny no matter how you look at it.

Xia An finally noticed that she seemed to be in a bad mood today, and nodded repeatedly to plead for mercy: "Don't worry, don't worry, we have all seriously criticized him. What kind of character is this! He doesn't even consider his own weight, and dares to covet our elegant, brilliant, and graceful Teacher Xu? You are destined to be a phoenix in the future and marry into a wealthy family."

Xu Wanying glanced at him again, but she seemed to be happy and her eyes were no longer solemn.

He ate it up quickly with small, hamster-like mouthfuls, crunched it up, wrapped it in plastic wrap, and stuffed it into a plastic bag.

"You're such a smooth talker."

Xia An ate with one hand and started the car with the other.

Then she said slowly, "Wealthy or not, you kids just watch too many TV dramas."

She spoke in a daze, looking at the road ahead.

But the road ahead is full of fog, how many meters can you see?
"You have a girlfriend too, that Le Ning, right? You're very outstanding, but ask her if she has ever thought about marrying into a wealthy family?"

Xia An smiled and didn't respond.

Xu Wanying stopped talking.

This car was going to pick up the bride. Xu Wanying showed the way and drove to the downstairs of the man's house first.

That is the new house.

This is a new real estate project in Binhai City, which is relatively remote but not outside the urban area.

High-rise apartment with elevator on the 28th floor.

When they got downstairs and before getting off the car, Xu Wanying took out a red envelope from her bag and stuffed it into Xia An's handbag.

very thick.

"I checked online, and the price of your car is about 5,000 to 8,000 yuan. This is 5,000 yuan. I don't have any more than that right now. Please give it to your sister for me. Thank you, and thank her too."

After saying this, he got out of the car without giving Xia An any chance to refuse.

Xia An laughed in surprise. What does this mean?
When someone else gets married, she helps pay for the wedding car?

He knew that Xu Wanying's monthly salary would be less than two thousand.

This is heavy bleeding.

I looked up and saw Xu Wanying walking away.

No matter how you look at it, it carries a sense of determination...like the whistling wind.

(End of this chapter)