Siheyuan: Starting from a fitter

Chapter 38 Shi Quan Da Tonic Soup

One after another, the parts used for machine tool modification have been gathered in the utility room, which has now been renamed the finishing laboratory. Last Monday, Wang Gong brought a freshly graduated college student named Wu Liankui (why not call it 666), studied cartography with Wang Gong. He is 24 or 5 years old, with short hair, a thin face, and bright eyes. Although he always smiles and is polite to others, Li Guocheng can still feel his pride and alienation.

It has nothing to do with him, so Li Guocheng is also kind and friendly, neither alienated nor close.

Master Yi has completed the rough machining of a small half of the parts and has placed them on the shelf to relieve stress.Wang Gong made detailed records of the processing time, size, weight, shape, placement, and storage time of each part, and observed and recorded them every day.It seems that Wang Gong has already started research on stress relief.

Wu Liankui was like a follower, asking questions and writing and drawing in his notebook.

During the break, I secretly asked Wang Gong.

"Uncle Wang, what's going on with this guy?" Gong Wang and Master Yi selflessly imparted mechanical knowledge and assembly techniques. Out of gratitude, Li Guocheng directly called Gong Wang his uncle at some point, and he became closer to the uncle. Several families are relatively close to each other.Even the deaf old lady occasionally comes home to sit and sit.Regardless of the reason, since the great master gave everything to him, Li Guocheng had to take over the cause and effect.

"I just graduated from the Capital Iron and Steel Institute, majoring in mechanical design. I was sent to the technical department by Deputy Factory Director Li and the Personnel Section Chief. It seems that I have a strong background. The section chief designated me as the mentor," Wang Gong said helplessly.

"It's still nepotism."

"Let's talk about his heart, I'm old and I don't care who the other party is."

"Don't do it. Deputy Factory Director Li has a rich background and is very cunning. Even Director Yang may not be able to do this. Don't offend him unless absolutely necessary." Thinking about the development of the plot, Li Guocheng hurriedly reminded Wang Gong.

"How is that possible? I heard that Factory Director Yang has a very impressive background. Besides, most of the workshop directors are Factory Director Yang's people."

"Uncle Wang, just listen to me. I can't tell you the details, but the information must be accurate."

Wang Gong glanced at Li Guocheng for a few times and said doubtfully:

"Forget it, these things are far away from us, just do our own work."

"That's right, master, the sun rises and sets, and the moon waxes and wanes, all of which are natural laws."

"At a young age, don't imitate other people's deepness."

Li Guocheng smiled happily.

Since Sister Yu left, Li Guocheng, who has returned to being single, will wander to Zhang's hometown on weekends when he has nothing to do, discuss medicine, play chess, and tease Xiao Jing'er, and his life slowly returns to normal.

It was another weekend, and it was already autumn, but the weather was still not cool enough. As usual, Li Guocheng took a big hen to Mr. Zhang's courtyard.The hen was bought by a fellow villager at the vegetable market in the morning, and it happened to be stewed with hen soup to make up for Mr. Zhang.

Knocking on the courtyard door and waiting for less than 10 seconds, Xiao Jing'er quickly opened the courtyard door with a red smile. She looked like she had just ran out. Her breath was a little short, and her body that was starting to grow was gradually showing its sharp corners. the taste of.

"Brother, you are here, grandpa is talking about you."

"What about you?" Li Guocheng scratched Xiao Jing'er's nose.

"You know how to bully me, stinky brother", his face became even redder, he turned around and ran into the guest room.

Li Guocheng was stunned, "Xiao Jing'er has grown up."

Turn around and close the door, stepping into the guest room.

"Mr. Zhang, look what I have prepared for you today."

"It's always expensive. The boss is not young anymore. He needs to save some money to marry a wife." After saying that, he looked at Xiao Jinger and felt a little disappointed. "It would be better if they were older. What a wonderful couple."

"Mr. Zhang, you look really good today. Come, let me feel your pulse."

Mr. Zhang smiled and stretched out his left hand and put it on the pulse pillow on the table. Since he took Li Guocheng's medicated diet several times, the old man's health has been getting better and better. He no longer has pain in the shoulder blade area of ​​his back and can sleep well at night. become better.The old man didn't believe much in any medicinal diet. Apart from the fact that it tasted better and had the added flavor of wolfberry and ginseng, there was nothing else.According to experience, these are not helpful to my heart. I think that seeing Li Guocheng's understanding of traditional Chinese medicine makes me happy, which leads to physical improvement.

In fact, Li Guocheng didn't know how to use medicated food. Every time he made medicated food, he would secretly add a little bit of chalcedony liquid, less than one-fifth of a drop. It wasn't that Li Guocheng was stingy, but he was afraid that if he put too much, Mr. Zhang would notice him. is very sensitive.This is because Mr. Zhang has never seen chalcedony liquid, otherwise Mr. Zhang would definitely be suspicious based on his experience.

"My pulse no longer feels astringent and has gradually become stronger," Li Guocheng said seriously. Since learning Chinese medicine from Mr. Zhang, he has found that he is very spiritual in diagnosing pulses and can distinguish every pulse he has seen. Mr. Zhang was very pleased.

"Keep eating my Shiquan Dabu Decoction, and your illness will definitely be cured. I didn't expect that I am also a genius in medicinal diet." Li Guocheng often joked after getting to know Mr. Zhang.

"Huan Shiquan Dabu Decoction, how have you ever made the same thing?" When Xiao Jing'er came in with tea, she heard Li Guocheng's bold words and made fun of her.

"The ingredients are not important, what is important is the medicinal materials and my internal skills." Li Guocheng continued to tease Xiao Jing'er.

"You're a big liar," Xiao Jinger made a face and put down the tea cup.

Li Guocheng habitually stretched out his fingers and gently scratched the opponent's little nose. Xiaojing could dodge it every time, but he enjoyed this kind of action very much every time. It should be because he and his grandfather depended on each other since childhood. Too much, lack of father's love, maybe something else.

Seeing her grandfather getting better, Xiao Jing'er was even more grateful to Li Guocheng. It was because of his arrival that the current beautiful weekend was possible.

"After dinner, I will take you to see a person who is also sitting in Tongrentang. He is my eldest disciple Zhou Guogui. His medical skills are acceptable and he is good at acupuncture."

"Good Mr. Zhang", Li Guocheng calls Mr. Zhang in his mouth. In fact, he already recognizes Mr. Zhang as his master in his heart. He just enjoys the atmosphere of getting along with their family now. After becoming a master, he has to abide by the relevant rules. Some of Mr. Zhang's arrangements are not good. If you put it off, you won’t have as much freedom as you do now in terms of time arrangement.

Mr. Zhang didn't seem to want to mention becoming a disciple anymore. Every time he saw Li Guocheng bickering with his granddaughter, he was very happy.

Through chatting, I learned that Mr. Zhang has experienced various extraordinary events in this era and experienced too many joys and sorrows. He has a sweetheart. Watching his relatives and friends leave innocently, it is extremely painful every time. There is no need to continue to protect himself. His family had long since been so angry that they had been reduced to ashes.

After the country was liberated and the mood was relieved, I suddenly found out that I had a heart problem. Because it was too late, I could only rely on drugs to hang on, and I couldn't completely clean up the root cause. Unexpectedly, the appearance of Li Guocheng brought dawn to Mr. Zhang.

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(End of this chapter)