Qian Mai, the old abbot of Baiyun Temple, didn't take it to heart, but the phrase "maintain well and pay attention to health" fit her mind, and she immediately put it into action when she returned to school.
At noon on Monday, the corner of the dining hall of Jintian No. 1 Middle School.
Looking at the rich three dishes and one soup in front of Qianmai, Nan Weiwei and Liu Feipeng looked at each other: "What good day is today?" The iron cock was willing to pluck the hair, and it was a big stubble.
For how strange the two are rare, Latent Wheat turned a deaf ear to it, and ate it hard. Since coming down the mountain, she has reformulated the recipe. In addition to the dishes brought at home, she decided to pick two seasonal dishes in the cafeteria for each meal, in order to increase her nutrition. For today's Chinese meal, she chose green stir-fried string beans and winter melon pork rib soup. This sudden change made Nan and Liu very surprised.
While picking up the meal, Nan Weiwei freed her left hand to pat the shoulder of the same table approvingly, shook her head and said, "My child, you finally got the hang of it."
The joking tone made Qian Mai straightly roll his eyes, and smiled and went back with a smile: "You think I am willing. You have to remember: Sister doesn't eat vegetables, Sister eats peace of mind."
The sudden nonsense made Nan Weiwei almost spit rice, and Xing's eyes stared: "Is it so reluctant to part with your'iron rooster' tradition?"
"Of course." Someone confessed generously without blushing, and turned over the kidney beans in front of him with chopsticks, and said: "I've counted them. There are only 12 good and bad green beans in this small dish. 3 taels, fry the oil and sprinkle the seasoning, the canteen actually asked for 3 yuan. Recently, a wholesaler came to my hometown to buy it, only two cents per catty. It made me panic and chewed in my mouth alive. It’s like chewing coins."
Nan Weiwei was full of black lines, with an expression of "you are too poisoned by money". However, Liu Feipeng nodded in agreement, and his eyes flashed with a smile: "It's really expensive, and you can get 5 yuan with an egg in the loofah soup. Fortunately, our school does not lack rich people."
The Princess and the Pea can't expect her to experience the sufferings of the people. It is rare that Liu Feipeng agrees with what he said, and Qianmai also rarely said a few more words: "It is really worth the money. It doesn't matter if it is expensive. Eating fresh points at every meal is definitely good for the body. But I am afraid that a bag of grass with embroidered pillows. , The appearance is glamorous and beautiful, and I don’t know what is for us inside."
"What do you say?" the princess asked with her innocent and pure eyes.
"Just give you a simple example." Qianmai pursed his lips and smiled, and decided to fill the princess's curiosity. So he poked the braised eggplant in the Nan Weiwei fast food box mischievously: "This dish looks delicious, right? But, can you imagine its predecessor? Its predecessor, maybe it is a rotten eggplant. , The little workers take the knife and chop the rotten part, and the rest of the washing and cutting will become your plate."
Nan Weiwei squinted her eyes when she was surprised by the statement made by the same table, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch very strongly. Liu Feipeng, who was sitting on the opposite side, shrugged his shoulders and smiled sullenly, his shining eyes shot over to signal Qian Mai to continue to cheer.
After receiving the radio wave, Qianmai did not live up to the strong request of the only audience. He drank a sip of soup to moisturize his throat, and then said leisurely: "Weiwei, you must not order randomly in the cafeteria. The oily dishes may be Created by cooking oil, the tender meat is often added with Clenbuterol hydrochloride. The crispy raw cowpeas look refreshing, but they may be fed with omethoate..."
A bunch of chemical terms came, and Nan Weiwei couldn't eat it anymore. She put her chopsticks on the table and cursed: "Damn latent wheat, you want me to eat from now on, starving to death, right?" Then why do you still eat so much by yourself?"
Before Qianmai could reply, Liu Feipeng smiled and explained to her: "She is practicing exercises. If she eats too much, her immunity will increase. Afterwards, the atomic bomb will explode. With her face and internal strength, she must be able to be tenacious. Survive."
Three or two sentences made Nan Weiwei smile, and the chopsticks stretched straight over, holding the food in the Qianmai lunch box: "What is this? If you don't let me eat the food in the cafeteria, I will eat all of you. Dishes. The dishes you bring in your own home will never be poisonous, right?"
"Boiled bamboo shoots and fried fish, don't worry, eat it. It's absolutely natural." Qianmai replied with a smile, and decided not to make jokes about her. Reached out and put the bento box in front of Liu Feipeng's eyes, motioning him to try it too. Looking over there subconsciously, I found a problem: "Liu Feipeng, has your mother ignored you lately? It's been two weeks, and eating pickles every day, aren't you tired of it?"
The two are the only students in the class from rural areas. From the beginning of the first year of junior high school, they have always had a good relationship and they always speak straightforwardly. Liu Feipeng didn't care when he heard it, and put a piece of fried octopus into his mouth, and said vaguely: "My mother is very annoying lately, and I don't have time to worry about me."
"Buy her palace treasures, right?" Nan Weiwei said nonchalantly.
"Why?" Everyone was puzzled.
"Menopausal syndrome, you are good if she is good." Nan Weiwei rapped and sang the advertisement and explained: "A while ago, my mother was in a bad mood. I bought this to make her smile again."
Liu Feipeng repeated the chewing action intently for a while, and muttered, "Is it good for the ears to eat?"
"Eh?" Where does this go? Have everyone talked like jumping style recently? Nan and Qian were confused.
Thinking of her mother's recent situation, Liu Feipeng's mood instantly became low, her thick long eyelashes quivered, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "My mother's ears are not working well recently, and she often can't hear other people's words. She always has to repeat it several times before doing it. I understand the situation. I went to the hospital to get some medicine, but I didn't get any effect after taking it."
"Where is the hospital? What did the doctor say?" Qian Mai sighed secretly, what's wrong with him recently, always bumping into sick people. It was so difficult to restore calm after the mood that had become complicated in Baiyun Mountain, and now I encountered another one. But after all he asked.
"... from the village. It is said that the liver and kidney are yin deficiency."
"Oh. It's best to go to the ear department of the big hospital to have a look, where the examination equipment is advanced and the doctors are more professional." Qianmai said lightly. The tacit understanding formed by the same birth background makes some words self-evident for the two of them. In the countryside, farmers who are willing to send their hard-earned money to a big hospital for burns, they all go to small clinics for a little diagnosis and treatment. It is all right if you can cure it. If you can't cure it, it will be delayed and delayed, until it can't be delayed any more, and then gritted your teeth and went to the big hospital.
"I have read books in this area, and I know a little bit. If none of your relatives has hereditary deafness, and your mother has not been drug-induced poisoning recently, it is generally not too serious. Except for the liver and kidneys that the doctor said. There is also a case of Yin deficiency, which is tinnitus and dizziness caused by the offense of gallbladder and heat. Such patients tend to be extremely upset and irritable."
"Really? Even if you're a hot offender, you can't hear it clearly? It's true that my mother is irritable and irritable these days. If she is in a bad mood, she doesn't care about me." Liu Feipeng stopped eating and asked hurriedly.
"Well, there is such a situation." Qianmai did not hide himself or pretend to be humble, and said directly to Liu Feipeng: "I know a folk remedy, which is a very common "Wild Chrysanthemum Chaihu Qinggan Decoction". It's simple, you can find it by yourself in the mountains. The medicine is also mild and there are generally no side effects. You can ask your doctor again to see if this is the case."
"Good, good." Liu Feipeng's face was full of joy: "I'll go to the station and ask someone to take the letter back later."
At this time, Nan Weiwei, who had been listening quietly next to him, said to Qianmai: "You know so much, did you see it in extracurricular books? Then I will learn from you too. I will read extracurricular books in class. Up."
Hearing this, Qianmai couldn't laugh or cry: "Fool, I would rather not understand this kind of thing." It is a good thing to become a good doctor for a long time.
Qianmai obviously didn't want to continue this topic anymore, and she kept silent about Nan Weiwei's next questioning, and even looked around. Suddenly, she turned her head and ran into a girl in a pink coat. I saw the other person's eyes flickering, and he lowered his head hurriedly. I couldn't help but frowned and said to Liu and Nan, "How do I feel that girl is staring at me?"
These words caused Liu Feipeng to burst into laughter: "You feel so good about yourself. The girls are watching you for no reason, and it depends on me as a handsome man.
This self-confident remark caused Nan and Qian to get goose bumps all over their bodies. After saying that, Latent Wheat was relieved. Although Liu Feipeng is not particularly handsome, he is sloppy and generous. At any rate, he is a sunshine boy. The most important thing is that his temperament is very easy-going, which is very commendable among the boys with outstanding achievements in class (10). It's not unbelievable that there are girls with smart eyes and beading, and they frequently look at him in public places.
But it didn't take long for things to prove once again that the intuition of Qianmai can be compared to radar. There is no reason, because the girl in the pink dress came to her. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)