The changes in Old Man Fang still affect the mood of others.

Because Old Man Fang was quite serious, Fang Zheng took care of Old Man Fang in the clinic. Gong Qiang had other things and could not wait outside all the time, so he drove the ox cart back first.

After returning, Gong Qiang did not come back directly, so he came to the Fang family first.

"Aunt, don't worry. Although uncle looks serious, he will take good care of himself in the future. The doctor said he can get out of bed and walk." Gong Qiang advised Fang Jiang.

Fang Jiang had already made the worst plan. She was making pot stickers and insisted on pretending to be a few for Gong Qiang to take them back.

After Gong Qiang left, Fang Jiang said to Feng Qing, "You can't leave anymore, I think he can do anything else?"

If Old Man Fang hadn't done too much, Fang Jiang wouldn't have been so discouraged. After years of accumulation, no matter how soft his heart was, it would have turned into ice.

"Mom, if my father cannot get up again, he will always be unable to live without people. If my father changes his temper at that time, my mother will suffer." Feng Qing carefully reminded Fang Jiang.

If a good person is lying in bed for a while, he will be anxious and irritable, not to mention Old Man Fang, who already has an objection to this family, Feng Qing is even more worried that Old Man Fang will push all his mistakes on Fang Zheng.

Over time, my guild will feel even more guilty.

"Hmph, he will fall into my hands by then. I think he dares?" Fang Jiang was not worried. She was willing to be more tired and tired. As long as Old Man Fang didn't drag her son down.

"Mom, you are so awesome. I have to learn from you." Feng Qing sighed sincerely.

Perhaps because Fang Jiang has lived for decades more than her, Fang Jiang is always more open-minded than her in many things. Relatively speaking, she is too troublesome.

"How old you are, and you have walked more and more roads, so you will be indifferent to many things. Mom doesn't want you to become like this. Just be good with Saburo." She has suffered too much in her life, but she doesn't want her children and grandchildren to be like herself.

Feng chuckled and responded.

After learning that Old Man Fang still has his life, the women of the Fang family were no longer so worried.

The pot stickers were just out of the pot, and Fang Dalang happened to come back.

There is not much work today, and Fang Dalang came back earlier than usual.

No matter how you say that Old Man Fang is all Fang Dalang’s biological father. If something happened to his biological father, he naturally cannot hide it from his son. Fang Zheng is alone in the clinic, so Fang Jiang is not relieved.

Fang Jiang told Fang Dalang about Old Man Fang, and Fang Dalang was about to run out without saying a word.

"What's the hurry? Go and wash first, change your clothes, drink some soup, and eat some pot stickers before going." Fang Jiang called Fang Dalang, and kept busy with his hands. He washed the pot and prepared to make another egg flower soup for Fang Dalang.

Upon hearing this, Fang Dalang was still a little hesitant, but Zhou Xiaohua felt a little distressed. She was anxious to pull Fang Dalang back to the house, brought him a basin of water into the house, let him wipe it and change his clothes.

After Fang Dalang packed up and the egg flower soup was just finished, Fang Jiang's bowl was filled with a full bowl, picked two large pot stickers, and dug some pickled pickles on his own, urging Fang Dalang to eat it quickly.

When Fang Jiang returned to the kitchen, Feng Qing cleared his throat and said, "Mom, why don't you let your elder brother bring some pot stickers for your husband?"

His man felt sorry for him. Thinking that his husband must have no time to eat, Feng Qing felt sorry for him.

"Come." Fang Jiang's first wanted to bring some to Fang Zheng, but it was already cold when brought to the town. It was not as delicious as hot. Since the third wife had spoken, Fang Jiang said, "Then I'll pack a few more layers and get all the pot stickers. I'd just make another bowl of egg flower soup and bring it to Sanlang."

There are also clay pots at home, which can hold several bowls. If there are too many, Dalang and Saburo can keep them for eating when they are hungry at night.

"There are also places for hot meals in the backyard of the clinic, so you are not afraid of the cold." Feng Qing said.

Fang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said to Feng Qing, "Sanlang's wife, please continue to burn the fire. I will cook a few more eggs for Saburo."

"Mom, bring some pickles to my husband, who likes to eat them." Fang Jiang's handicraft is also good at making pickles, which tastes fragrant and serves rice. Several juniors in the Fang family like to eat them.

"Then I'll bring some of the three kinds of pickles to Saburo." The daughter-in-law thought about her son everywhere, and Fang Jiang was also happy. She washed the eggs and put them in the pot, asking Feng Qing to watch the fire and dig the pickles by herself.

Half an hour later, Fang Dalang had enough food and drank, and carried the food prepared by Fang Jiang for Fang Zheng and walked up the town.

It was already a little late, so Fang Dalang didn't plan to bother Uncle Lu's second family anymore. He walked to the town by himself.

When I arrived in the town, the genius got dark.

It was still Dr. Tao’s clinic. By then, Dr. Tao had just finished removing the acupuncture.

He said hello to Fang Dalang, and Dr. Tao reminded Fang Zheng brothers, "You can press him more if you have nothing to do. Call me if you have something to do. I will live in the backyard tonight."

Fang Zheng felt grateful again when he knew that Dr. Tao did not go home for Old Man Fang.

Dr. Tao waved his hand and left.

The most obedient eldest son came, and Old Man Fang was excited. He tried to get up, opened his mouth wide, and shouted at Fang Dalang. Fang Dalang hurried forward, grabbed Old Man Fang's hand that could not be raised, and choked, "Dad, son is here, don't worry, it will be fine."

Old Man Fang opened his mouth and screamed several times.

He didn't think that when he couldn't move and his life and death were in the hands of others, Old Man Fang realized how good his honest and dull eldest son was. He had blood in his eyes and looked at Fang Dalang excitedly, then turned his eyes hard and stared at Fang Zheng fiercely.

The more proud he was of his third son, the more hated he was of now.

If he hadn't offered his third son's study, he wouldn't have made himself angry if he had just said a few words today.

At this moment, Old Man Fang had long forgotten that it was Fang Jiang who insisted on sending Fang Zheng to school. Fang Jiang fed several pigs and many chickens every year before he paid most of Fang Zheng's annual tuition.

In order to avoid Old Man Fang being angry any more, Fang Zheng took a few steps back and gave up his nearest position to Fang Dalang. He took the bag from Fang Dalang, "Brother, is this a cake?"

He smelled the familiar scent.

"This is what my mother asked me to bring to you. The egg soup is not cold yet. You can drink some. Before I came, my third brother and sister said, "I asked you to heat the pot stickers to a guy named Xiaoyue. You can't eat cold ones."

Fang Zheng didn't make a sound and took his food to the backyard.

If you want to say that Fang Zheng is a rare intelligence in the world, he learns everything quickly. He thought that cooking is the same. He has seen Fang Jiangshi make it once and has already kept every step of Fang Jiangshi making pot stickers in his heart.

Making pot stickers is simple, and it is easy to heat them up.

Clinker, there are always things in this world that he is not good at.

The smoke rolled, and a burnt smell soon filled the air.

All the front yard can be smelled.

"What does this taste like?" In the front yard hall, Xiao Yue sniffed and asked the guy beside him.

"It seems like something is burnt, it seems to be in the backyard." The guy also shook his nose and said.

"I'll go and see." There was no patient at this moment. Xiaoyue looked towards the backyard. He just saw Fang Zheng going to the backyard. He loved the house and the Wuwu. Xiaoyue liked Feng Qing, so he paid more attention to Fang Zheng.

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Chapter completed!