The Song family brought their luggage this time, and planned to live directly with Uncle Yang's place, waiting until Song Baozhu's leg was healed before going back.
In this regard, Uncle Yang, who didn't have enough room to live at home, had no choice but to secretly call Yang Shifeng outside and discuss with him: "Shifeng, there are not so many beds in Uncle's house, this time in your Second Aunt's house. Four people came to live at once, and they couldn't live at all, the second uncle thought, will the second uncle bring the younger one to squeeze with you in the evening?"
Yang Shifeng also knew the situation in the second uncle's house. There were only three rooms in the house. The family of six was already crowded, and it was impossible to turn over when sleeping. If there were four more people, there would be nowhere to go. The second aunt's family doesn't understand the situation of the second uncle's family at all, but as a nephew, he has to help out, "Okay, the second uncle, bring Xiaowen to sleep with me."
Uncle Yang patted Yang Shifeng on the shoulder, "Thank you Shifeng, Uncle didn't help you, but asked you to help me, Uncle is useless in this life."
Yang Shifeng shook the second uncle's hand that looked like an old tree withered bark, "Second uncle, think about yourself more in the future, and don't let your body down."
Uncle Yang laughed at his nephew's concern, and touched his nephew's head lovingly like he did when he was a child, "Second Uncle knows, Second Uncle can still do it, he is full of energy!"
After Uncle Yang took the Song family away, Yang Shifeng told Eleven about Uncle Yang coming to sleep with him. Eleven had no idea. Anyway, this family belonged to Yang Shifeng, and she had no right to speak up.
On the eleventh, he talked about the treatment of the disease, "In the future, people will need to lie down for treatment, but there is no place to lie down. Is there a carpenter in the village who sells beds?"
Only then did Yang Shifeng remember that there was really no bed at home for Eleven to treat him, so he couldn't let him lie down in Eleven's room. No matter what, the family's bed can't let others lie down and treat the disease, so Yang Shifeng thought about it and said: "You don't need to find a carpenter, I can work as a carpenter, I will go to the mountain now and cut some trees and drag them back, hurry up at night, One more day tomorrow, and one bed will be ready."
Unexpectedly, Yang Shifeng can even be a carpenter. This is a surprise to Eleven. "Do you still know this? Self-taught?"
Yang Shifeng shook his head, "It's so easy to teach yourself, it's grandpa, who used to be a well-known carpenter here. Many people came to find grandpa to make furniture, but after grandpa was injured, he couldn't be a carpenter. Later Grandpa just lay in bed and taught me, and I have almost learned it over the years."
Eleven: "Then can you fight anything?"
Yang Shifeng: "Not everything, but almost everything, do you want me to fight?"
Eleven did have something to fight, "Can you give me a medicine box, that is, a box where I can put the things I need to treat."
This Yang Shifeng knew, "Is it the same box that the doctor was carrying when he went to the doctor?"
Eleven didn't know what kind of box the doctor brought with him when he went to the doctor, but he thought it was almost the same as what she wanted, so he said, "Then you can call me one according to that, and I'll give you the money."
Yang Shifeng pursed his lips, his eyes quickly flashed a little sadness, and the next second he smiled slightly, saying: "I don't want money, Eleven, it's a good thing for you to treat the people in the village, it's nothing to give you something, no need. Give me the money." He didn't want her to see things like that.
Eleven frowned. She felt that this was what she wanted. There was no reason to let others do it for her for free. It should be paid, but he didn't want to...
After these days of getting along, Yang Shifeng's temperament can be considered to be understood at eleven. This person has always been a fool to her and only gives it, and she really can't give her reward.
In this case, she can only compensate him in other ways that he can accept.
But what can be done? Eleven thought about it in his mind, and finally decided to give a good idea that the Yang family could use, so he asked, "Your second uncle's bed is not enough, right?"
Yang Shifeng didn't understand why she suddenly asked this question, so he nodded, "In the second uncle's house, except for the eldest brother, who sleeps alone in a bed, the other three children all sleep in the same bed, and they can't turn around, but there is no place for an extra bed. , the second uncle is also worried to death for this."
Eleven smiled, "How about I give you an idea so that your second uncle's house can sleep looser in the future?"
"Huh?" Yang Shifeng looked at Eleven suspiciously, "What can I do? My second uncle's house has no more space."
Eleven hooked his lips, "You don't need any extra space. Can you find me a pen? I'm useful."
Yang Shifeng didn't ask much, and said, "Big brother has it. I'll find him and borrow it for you."
Yang Shifeng borrowed a pen and a piece of paper. Eleven directly drew a drawing of the upper and lower double beds on the paper, and then handed it to Yang Shifeng to see.
Yang Shifeng took a look and was immediately attracted by the picture above. After watching it for a while, he looked at Eleven in surprise, "Eleven, this is... ."
Eleven explained: "This is a kind of bed. It is divided into two floors, and it is connected by a ladder. It only occupies one bed, but it can sleep a few more people. You can try to type it out."
Yang Shifeng turned his attention to the drawing again, and the more he looked at it, the more interest he saw in his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "Eleven, this bed is really useful, if there is this The bed, but two beds can be placed in the same place, I never thought of this, Eleven, thank you."
Eleven waved his hand, it is not easy to tell Yang Shifeng that this is a very common bed in the future, "Don't thank me, this is even a reward for making things for me. In the future, if you have more children, you can make this kind of bed. Enough sleep."
Child... Yang Shifeng's heart suddenly jumped, he subconsciously looked at Eleven's stomach, thinking about his child uncontrollably.
He never thought about having a child before, because he didn't even think about kissing, but when he thought of having a child who was exactly like Eleven, his heart couldn't help but warm up. If that's the case, he must not be greedy at all. As long as one is enough, he will be content in this life.
Seeing that Yang Shifeng was stunned, Eleven waved his hands in front of him, "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking?"
"Ah? Oh, no... nothing." Yang Shifeng was shaken back to his senses, thinking of what he had just thought of, his face reddened quietly, pursed his lips, grabbed the axe in the corner and walked away Going out, "I'm going up the mountain to chop down trees."
Eleven shrugged, thinking he was weird.
Yang Shifeng took half a day to chop down a very thick tree from the mountain and came back. He didn't even have time to drink his saliva and immediately got up for Eleven. Uncle Yang knew that this was for Eleven to treat diseases. I rolled up my sleeves and helped. Uncle and nephew stayed up all night and worked until dawn. Thanks to Uncle Yang's help, the speed was quicker, and the next morning they made a bed.
"Second Uncle, thank you." Yang Shifeng thanked Yang Second Uncle.
Second Uncle Yang waved his hand, "You boy, what thanks to your second uncle, the second uncle can't help you, it's okay to give you some strength."
Yang Shifeng smiled and took out the blueprint drawn by Eleven in his arms and showed it to Uncle Yang, "Second Uncle, this is the drawing drawn by Eleven for me. Let me make a new bed for your house. With this bed, In the future, your family will be able to sleep enough, and there will be no need for several children to be crowded together."
When Uncle Yang heard this, he immediately looked at it carefully, but when he saw it, he immediately became excited, "There is still such a bed, this bed is so good, so good, it must be enough to sleep, it doesn't take up space, what do you think? got up."
Yang Shifeng raised the corner of his mouth, "Eleven is very smart, she thinks."
Uncle Yang nodded in agreement, "Eleventh girl is too smart! Not only is she good at medicine, she can also draw this."
Yang Shifeng nodded with a smile in his eyes.
"Second uncle, if this bed is made, it is estimated that it will take three trees." Yang Shifeng said after estimating.
Uncle Yang said with a smile: "Three trees are fine. I'm free during this time. Tomorrow I will go to the mountain to chop wood. After I chop it back, I will ask you to help Second Uncle do it."
Yang Shifeng nodded naturally.
Uncle Yang was happy all night, and went up the mountain with the axe when it was dawn the next day. His heart was full of the idea of getting out of bed quickly. After Song Juanhua knew about this, she also thanked him very rarely. Eleven, who came up with the idea, specially thanked Eleven for this matter when he brought the Song family in the morning.
Eleven didn't care about Song Juanhua at all, and even wanted to kick Song Juanhua's big mouth out. If it weren't for her, would there be so many villagers watching the fun today
In just one night, the villagers all knew that Eleven was going to treat Song Juanhua's lame brother's leg today. They were all full of curiosity. People came to the door early in the morning, saying that they wanted to see Eleven to treat their legs. Later, There were more and more people, all of them staring at Eleven and asking questions, and the excitement was about to catch up with the big drama in the village.
Seeing this, Yang Shifeng frowned, and went up to talk nicely, but he persuaded people to go back one by one, and finally closed the door, so as to prevent everyone in the village from coming to see the eleven. sick.
"Second Aunt, don't call so many people next time. Too many people will disturb Eleven to see a doctor." Yang Shifeng said lightly to Song Juanhua.
Song Juanhua said with a guilty conscience, "I didn't call them, I just told them about my brother's treatment of the legs. I don't know that everyone has nothing to do here. I'll talk about them later when I see them." She just couldn't keep her mouth shut. When she saw that everyone liked to talk about it, she asked people to come and see if she was in a hurry, but she didn't expect so many people to come. Next time, she wouldn't dare.
"Shut up, step aside, don't disturb my leg treatment." Eleven was too lazy to listen to Song Juanhua's words, so he directly lowered his head to show Song Baozhu's leg.
Song Juanhua was embarrassed and retreated to the back not to speak.
The Song family also didn't dare to speak, and stared at Eleven with all their attention.
Eleven groped carefully on Song Baozhu's lame leg, moving down inch by inch to investigate. When he touched a spot, he stopped and found the source of the man's lame leg.
It turned out that the bones here were dislocated. They did not grow well and were not straightened. Because the bones were deformed, it was difficult to straighten them. This is why the Song family had seen many doctors and couldn't heal them.
The first thing Eleven has to do is to return this bone to its original position, but it will be very painful. Eleven doesn't want her to be kicked or struggled by this person when she is setting the bone, or that she is in the wrong position, so she will have to do it again. After going back and forth, he beckoned to Yang Shifeng, "You press his leg, no matter what, make sure his leg doesn't move."
Yang Shifeng nodded, and according to Eleven's instructions, he pressed down on Song Baozhu's legs with all his strength, "Go ahead, don't let him move."
Seeing this situation, the Song family was taken aback, and Song Baozhu was the one who bore the brunt of the situation. The sweat on his forehead made him nervous. "Eleventh doctor, doesn't it hurt a lot?"
Song's father and Song's mother also stepped forward and said worriedly: "Doctor Eleven, you can do it lightly."
Eleven washed his hands with the hot water next to him, and said while washing, "It hurts a lot, so why not treat it?"
The Song family choked and stopped talking.
Eleven waved his hand and asked them to stand aside, and then, without saying a word, pinched the dislocated bone and moved slowly.
Suddenly there was a pig-like cry in the air.