Reborn In the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

"Oh, why don't you eat hot pot for New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve, and so does Xiao Chu, so the children are left to mess around."

The gazebo in the backyard has been surrounded by thick quilt curtains, and the original stone tables and benches in the gazebo have also been moved out, replaced by two tables dedicated to eating hot pot.

Because I ate Sichuan style hot pot today, the smell was too strong. If I ate it in the living room, the smell might not dissipate for a few days, so Li Chu moved the place of eating to the gazebo in the back garden.

Once the fire is turned on, it is not cold at all to sit and eat inside.

Mama Ding, Papa Ding, Li Qin and Wang Ziwen had already sat inside, while Jiadong and the others brought dishes from the kitchen back and forth.

Mama Ding was a little dissatisfied sitting there. She thought that on the thirtieth year, there should be a big table of dishes, both cold and hot, so that it would have a Chinese New Year atmosphere.

"Okay, let's not say a few words." Ding's father who was sitting next to him said, "It's a new year and a new atmosphere. It's not bad to eat hot pot, and it tastes good. You can eat anything. It's troublesome to cook that big table of dishes." , I can’t finish eating.”

Ever since Ding's mother insisted on moving away, Ding's father couldn't get used to this old woman anyway.

Having lived here for so many years, he has long been used to everything here, and the relationship between neighbors and neighbors is also good, whether it is playing chess or playing cards, he can gather people casually.

Now it's all right, everything has to be started again when we move there, and we don't know anyone whose eyes are smeared.

Thanks to the son-in-law who secretly bought another house, he could live separately from his son and daughter-in-law, otherwise they would live under the same roof, and he would suffer to death in summer.

Also because of dissatisfaction with the old woman, Ding's father never told Ding's mother about the house Li Chu bought, so as to save her from nagging.

Dad Ding thinks there is nothing wrong with living here with his son-in-law. They are all from his own family, and everyone lives nearby and it is lively.

If there is something, we can help each other.

Fearing that the two of them would be unhappy because of such a trivial matter, Li Qin hurriedly dragged Mama Ding to chat about other things.

Seeing this, Wang Ziwen approached Dad Ding and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Ding, are the houses over there packed?"

"There's nothing to clean up. Xiao Chu asked someone to remake the furniture and moved in. After the Chinese New Year, we can go there with the bedding."

"Haven't you told Aunt Ding about that house yet?"

"I didn't tell her. Let's talk about it on the day of moving, so as to save her endless nagging."

Wang Ziwen also felt that Mama Ding's reaction was a bit strange. Although the house here belongs to the son-in-law, it was offered to you as a filial piety. When applying for the property right certificate, it was said that it belonged to the old couple. She is determined not to.

His brother-in-law really treats his father-in-law and mother-in-law like parents, but this mother-in-law seems to be a little...

"It's okay, Uncle Ding. After you move in, I'll get you a monthly bus card. If you want to play chess or cards, you can come here by bus. It's also convenient. We also have a place to eat here."

"What you said, Ziwen, is also a solution." Dad Ding nodded when he heard the words. It is indeed very convenient to take the bus now, and the gloomy look on his face has also eased a lot.

"Hey~ I have to move when I'm old. It's not fun to think about it. By the way, why isn't Lao Wang coming this year?"

"Oh, Uncle Wang and the others have a tea party tonight, and their old comrades are all gathered together."

"Then why can't Yueyue's parents come over?"

"Wang Jun is on duty tonight. It's an old tradition in the army. On the evening of the New Year's Eve, the cadres stand guard for the soldiers. Qiaoyun, isn't this going to the Spring Festival Gala? I heard that this year it will be broadcast live."

"Hey, their family can't even get together for the New Year's Eve."

"There is no way to do this, it's all involuntary."

"I see why Xiao Chu doesn't have to be on duty?"

"Uncle Ding, it's not that your son-in-law is not on duty. He is on duty every day. You can see that he is at home, but no matter where he goes, he must first report to the duty room. In case of any emergency, he must Anyone in the duty room can find him at any time."

"So that's the case. I thought he would be fine when he was at home."

"It's the same wherever he is. As soon as the phone rings, he has to leave after patting his butt. Many times he falls asleep in the middle of the night."

"Oh, it's not easy to do anything."

"It's not bad. You see that your son-in-law now has a car and a full-time driver, but in fact he has no freedom at all. While enjoying some rights, he has to give up some things."

"Then I heard that Wenxuan will take over Xiao Chu's class in the future, will he be like this in the future?"

"This is not necessarily true. Their succession is not like a factory. If Wenxuan's medical skills cannot meet the requirements of others, his father will not be able to use anyone."

"Ziwen, I don't think everyone is carrying that thing..." Dad Ding suddenly forgot what it was called, so he could only gesture with his hands.

Wang Ziwen read it for a long time before realizing what he said.

"Uncle Ding, you mean a pager, right?"

"That's right, that's right, it's a pager. Old Chen in the alley behind his son just bought one. He doesn't put it on his belt every day, and he has to lift up his clothes, as if no one would know it. He doesn't care about it in winter." It's too cold."

Listen to Wang Ziwen.

"That thing costs 6000 yuan each, and it seems that there are hundreds of fees to pay every year. Why don't you light it up for everyone to see?"

"It's five or six thousand for something that big?" Dad Ding's eyes widened.

"Grandpa, five or six thousand is still a number. If it's Han Xian, it's worth tens of thousands of yuan." Just as Wang Yueyue came in with two plates of meat, he added after hearing what they said.

"What? It costs tens of thousands of yuan for a box that big?"

"What is so expensive?"

Li Qin and the others' attention was also attracted.

"Auntie, that's the pager."

"Oh, you said that thing is so expensive, how many people can afford it."

"Those who should buy it, if they find it convenient, they will definitely buy it. When Xu Yang and Xiaoqin came to see the child that day, they said that his father ordered one."

"Tsk tsk, Xu Damao has indeed earned money in the past few years." Li Qin shook his head and said with emotion.

"Looks like I'm still doing business to make money." Mama Ding also sighed.

"What, Aunt Ding, do you want Jianguo to go into business?"

"I don't think so." Ding's mother quickly shook her head: "Who knows the policy will change one day, or it's better for him to go to work like this, and we don't have to worry about it."

"What are you worrying about, Mom?" Ding Qiunan walked in holding a tray with several bowls of ingredients on it.

"Here we are talking about making money in business."

"Mother Qiunan, sit down and rest, I'll just serve the food."