This day was the fifth day that Eleven gave Grandpa Yang acupuncture. When Eleven gave the needle as usual, Grandpa Yang, who had always been motionless, suddenly struggled and let out a squeak.
Yang Shifeng almost thought he had read it wrong, so he rushed up and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Grandpa Yang looked at his legs in disbelief. Before he could answer Yang Shifeng's words, he felt the slight pain in his legs. After realizing that it was not an illusion, his hands shook with excitement.
His legs that haven't had any feeling for more than ten years, have feeling...
Grandpa Yang's eyes were wet, and he said tremblingly: "Shi Feng, my leg is conscious, and I feel the pain."
"Ah..." Yang Shifeng was also stunned, his eyes moved to Grandpa Yang's lap, "Master, do you feel pain?"
Grandpa Yang nodded, "I feel it, I really feel it."
Yang Shifeng turned his gaze to Eleven and muttered, "Eleven, my grandfather's legs are feeling."
Eleven wanted to roll her eyes. She had been treated for five days. She didn't say it was good, but she still didn't recover at all? Then she is not worthy of being scrambled by so many people in the last days, and even the governments of various countries have been dispatched.
At this time, Uncle Yang had just come over from the next door, and when he was at the door, he heard that some legs were conscious. He was shocked and ran in immediately and asked excitedly, "Dad, are you conscious in your legs?"
Grandpa Yang didn't bother to show his face to Uncle Yang anymore, and immediately said to him: "Er Shi, Dad's legs are feeling, and the injection just now hurts, Dad's legs haven't been conscious for many years! "
Uncle Yang was even more excited than Grandpa Yang, and his eyes became red, "Father, you are getting better, great, great!"
Seeing the three men in this family almost hugged their heads and cried, Eleven said at the right time, "Okay, I'm going to stick the needle again, you guys step aside."
After speaking, he said to Grandpa Yang: "It may hurt next time, Grandpa Yang, please bear with it."
Grandpa Yang nodded with tears in his eyes, "Eleven girls, you just tie, I'm fine."
Nodding at eleven o'clock, he picked up the silver needle and began to heal.
Because Grandpa Yang's legs improved, Yang Shifeng was happy and planned to cook something delicious to reward Eleven. Uncle Yang overheard it and thought it was a celebration, so he nodded happily, "It's a good celebration, this is our family. It's been a long time since I was so happy."
Since the second uncle has said so, then he must not leave the second uncle to eat delicious food at home, then the second uncle comes to eat, and the rest of the second uncle's family will definitely come.
To let the second uncle's family eat, Yang Shifeng did not immediately decide, but asked Eleven's opinion, "During this time, the second uncle is also very concerned about the father's legs, and he comes every day, and the second uncle also wants to celebrate for the grandfather. The rest of the second uncle's family will come, and it may be a bit noisy. But just let them go right after a meal, do you think? If not, we won't call. "
Eleven didn't understand these trivial matters, and he didn't bother to care about them. He waved his hand and said, "Whatever you want, as long as the people in their family don't mess with me, you don't need to ask me about the others."
Yang Shifeng sighed and went to make arrangements on his own.
Of course, we can’t just burn a few vegetarian dishes to celebrate. For this reason, Yang Shifeng picked up his bow and arrow and went up the mountain again. When he came down again, he was carrying several prey in his hand, enough to cook several large plates of hard dishes.
Yang Shifeng made one dish of braised chicken, one dish of steamed fish, one dish of braised rabbit meat, and five other vegetarian dishes. Each dish was full of weight, definitely enough for so many people to have a good meal.
It is worth mentioning that when Second Uncle Yang came, he even brought a pot of wine in his hand, "Shi Feng, this is the wine that Second Uncle made. I'm happy today, our uncle and nephew have a good drink."
Yang Shifeng blinked and was a little puzzled. He looked at Song Juanhua who was standing beside Yang Ershu. He saw that Song Yanhua was not at all unhappy. Instead, she was smiling. This made Yang Shifeng puzzled. Out, not to mention bringing wine, she can't bear even a green onion, how can she be willing to let the second uncle bring a pot of wine today
Yang Shifeng was not clear about the trouble, but he always felt that things were not that simple.
Today, everyone from Uncle Yang's family came, and Uncle Yang introduced Eleven that his eldest son, who he had not seen before, came, "Miss Eleven, this is Song Zhi, my eldest son, who stays at home all day long to study. I don't go out much." After speaking, he said to his eldest son, "This is our family's benefactor, and she cured your grandfather's leg. You will call her Eleventh Sister in the future."
Song Zhi is a 16-year-old boy. Because his talent for reading is quite good, he has been studying at home. He does nothing but study every day, and he does not go out. He looks handsome.
However, Song Zhi considers himself a scholar, and usually doesn't look down on the villagers. He always has a sense of superiority. Of course, Yang Shifeng is also in the list of people he looks down on. If it is not necessary, he basically does not come to Yang Shifeng's house. Yes, this time, his father insisted, and his mother also told him to come.
He is not at all interested in the girl his father said that he cured his grandfather. He heard that his cousin picked it up from the mountain. He must be a wandering doctor who knows a little about medicine. It's no big deal. When he saw Eleven, he was disdainful, but when he saw Eleven himself, he slapped himself in the face.
"Ten... Eleven girls, you... hello..." Song Zhi stuttered, completely losing the sense of superiority that he usually used to talk to people. .
Uncle Yang was a little surprised how his son stammered, but he didn't care, and introduced his eldest daughter Song Chunhua to Eleven.
Song Chunhua and Song Zhi are completely different. They have dark complexion, rough skin, and patches on their clothes. At first glance, they are used to doing farm work at home, and it can be seen that they have no sense of existence at home. At eleven, he lowered his head and stood silently without speaking.
Eleven had no interest in the people of Uncle Yang's family. He was so troubled by the noise of the two children running around and Song Juanhua's loud voice that he went straight into his room, closed the door and went to sleep.
Out of sight is pure.
Song Zhi looked at the closed door and sat down silently, rarely feeling impatient with the noise of the two younger siblings below.
Yang Shifeng spent more than half an hour cooking a table of dishes. The whole family sat together and drooled while watching the sumptuous food on the table. Especially the two little ones were already grabbing it. Fortunately, Yang Shifeng stopped him. Eleven knew that the food he was eating was caught by someone else's hands, and he would definitely go crazy.
Yang Shifeng called Eleven out, then went into the room and carried Grandpa Yang out on his back and sat on the chair. The whole family lived together.
Uncle Yang was worried, "Shi Feng, can your grandfather sit and eat? Will it be unbearable?"
Yang Shifeng showed a smile and said happily: "Master can do it, now I can cook a meal, and the treatment effect of Eleven is very good."
When Uncle Yang heard the words, he thanked Eleven again and again, "Miss Eleven, thanks to you, you are the great benefactor of our family."
Grandpa Yang snorted, "It's good that you know that Miss Eleven is our family's great benefactor, and we will be more polite to Miss Eleven in the future." Grandpa Yang looked at Song Juanhua when he said this.
Song Juanhua's face flashed a bit of embarrassment, but she quickly covered it up, and hurriedly echoed: "That's right, Eleven girl is our family's benefactor, we all thank her, how could you be rude." It's not her who is making trouble.
Eleven seemed to have not heard what they said, eating food on his own, without the slightest sense that he was being discussed by others.
Seeing this, Song Juanhua cleared her throat, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, Miss Eleven's medical skills are really good. I heard that even Doctor Bai, who is skilled in medicine in the town, can't compare."
These words made Grandpa Yang and Yang Shifeng happy, so they both nodded in agreement.
Song Juanhua smiled more and more kindly, and continued: "Eleventh girl can even heal her father's leg.
Uncle Yang took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "That's not true, no amount of doctors can cure Dad's leg. Eleven girl only felt a few days of treatment. I believe it will take a long time to get better. It's so difficult. Illness is not a problem, and other minor ailments are definitely not a problem."
"That's what it is." Song Juanhua nodded, looked at Eleven, and flattered her, "Eleven is really alive, she is the savior of our common people. If we have any illness in the future, we will not be saved now. Well, Miss Eleven is really a good person."
Song Juanhua has made Eleven a good person who is willing to do good, and a good person must be responsive. If this is a normal person who loves face, it will definitely go down the slope, but Eleven is not an ordinary person. She never cares about her own business and does not do anything that will hurt her, so Song Juanhua is destined to fail.
When Song Juanhua naturally talked about her family's younger brother's legs and wanted to invite Eleven to take a look, Eleven raised her eyelids and said lightly, "No time."
Song Juanhua froze and smiled forcefully: "Here, if this is for the treatment of the old man, we can treat my brother after the old man is cured. We are not in a hurry, not in a hurry."
Eleven took another piece of rabbit meat and put it in his mouth. After chewing it slowly, he replied, "I don't want to treat it."
"You!" Song Juanhua was annoyed, she didn't expect her to be so disrespectful, but she couldn't force people to nod, she had no choice but to look at Yang Shifeng, "Shifeng, you help Second Aunt talk, you said it would definitely work. ."
It wasn't until this time that Yang Shifeng understood why the Second Aunt was so abnormal today. It turned out to be with this purpose in mind. No wonder he spoke so nicely, but he couldn't agree to this matter.
"Second aunt, she decides on Eleven's affairs by herself. I can't do it. She says it's okay."
Song Juanhua was so angry when she heard this, she wanted to say more, but she saw Grandpa Yang threw the chopsticks on the table and scolded: "Enough, Eleven girls said that if you don't want to be treated, you just don't want to be treated. If you don't want to eat, go out and don't. Long-winded here."
In the end, Song Juanhua failed to achieve her goal, and went home with a stomach full of anger.
Eleven was very satisfied, and felt that the old man of the Yang family was really good. It seemed that she could leave a recipe for prolonging life for him when she left.
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