Rebirth 70: The Fat Wife is Turning Over

Ye Shuguang.

"Who thought of this..." Hua Zhao wanted to laugh but didn't dare. She had to thank them for not having Ye Shengli on the paper?

"It's not like it was just after the Anti-Japanese War..." she whispered.

This name was not Ye Ming's idea. He could complain without any pressure: "That's right, but I know what the person who named it thought. He saw the dawn of a new situation."

The past ten years have really been...

In 1966, the per capita annual salary was 583, and in 1976, the per capita annual salary was 575. On the contrary, it has dropped. You can imagine the life of ordinary people.

But he believes that this situation will soon end, which is no less than the dawn of victory in the Anti-Japanese War.

Of course, the Ye family will still stick to these names when naming them, but the other names are good.

Hua Zhao took a fancy to the two names that were next to each other, so she chose "Cui Wei".

"Then I can only choose Yunfei." Ye Shen said.

"Okay, you're right." Hua Zhao continued to look below.

Basically, they all have strong characteristics of the times.

Wei, Yong, Jie, Fang, Li, Juan.

"Really? Do you really choose these two?" Ye Ming asked with suppressed surprise.

"These two names are good, cultured, and pleasant to the ears." Hua Zhao praised.

"Okay, okay." Ye Ming was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and his eyes were slightly red.

Because this is a poem by a great man, white clouds are flying on Jiuyi Mountain, and the emperor's son rides on the wind and descends into the green sky.

He vaguely remembered that his brother originally wanted to give his child these two names.

Ye Shen and Hua Zhao secretly looked at each other. They could only do this for their brother. It is impossible to give the child to him, but it is possible to give him two names.

But she should be here today, right? No business trip again.

Ye Ming also gave a faint explanation. Wen Jing's father was sick and she went home to visit.

No one knows whether it is true or false.

Hua Zhao felt unhappy.

But today, Wen Jing still didn't come.

Ye Ming had already explained it yesterday. He was so happy that he forgot to inform Wen Jing.

Forget it, the eldest brother is only 32 this year, and Wen Jing is only 30. She is not yet an advanced maternal age. Let's wait and see.

...

Wen Jing is indeed at Wen's house now.

Hua Zhao didn't ask, and there was no other expression on his face. It would be better if he didn't come.

But this made her so confused whether to help Wen Jing or not.

She didn't forget the faint malice that exuded from Wen Jing's body. She was upset when she went to the pole to help such a person.

She has very strong feelings for her natal family and has been accustomed to giving since she was a child.

There are not many people in my natal family now. The adults have gone to work and the children have gone to school. Only my parents are at home.

"Isn't dad sick? Why didn't the second brother and the third brother tell me to stay and take care of him?" Wen Jing said as she put down the things in her hands.

She also learned about Hua Zhao's birth last night, and she was still a twin. Seeing her husband's efforts to hide his joy, her heart ached as if it had been stabbed.

She originally planned to come to the hospital to see Hua Zhao today, and it would be hard to save face if she didn't come. But in the morning, I received the news that my father was ill. It was quite serious on the phone, so I had a reason not to go.

Wen Jing hurried back to her parents' house in a hurry.

"How many kilograms of meat coupons did Ye Ming and I have in total? Almost all of it was brought home." This doesn't even bring a smile, but is it too little?

Looking at her expression, Old Mrs. Wen knew that her daughter was a little angry, so she immediately changed her tone of aggrieved: "Isn't it that your dad is sick? He wants to eat meat, and I am also anxious. The meat tickets at home have been eaten by several children." , I can’t eat more than a few mouthfuls of meat a year.”

His eyes turned red as he spoke.

Before coming, she went home first and picked out a few things from the refrigerator to bring. This is a habitual action and has been like this for so many years.

Mother Wen took the bag from her hand, opened it, and put them in the refrigerator. She was dissatisfied when she saw that there was only a small piece of meat: "Why is it just that? It's not enough for a meal."

Although Wen Jing was used to giving, she would occasionally feel resentful.

Wen Jing paused. Does that mean she doesn't have a job? No money will be deducted if she is delayed for one day? Have perfect attendance?

The room was not big, and she had already seen her father lying on the bed, and she suppressed the depression in her heart.

"You're back." Wen Ping was lying on the bed with a towel on his head, talking to Wen Jing.

Looking at her gray-haired mother, Wen Jing lost her temper.

"How is my dad? What's wrong with him? Why is there no one at home to take care of him?" Wen Jing asked as she walked to her parents' bedroom.

"I'm not a human being." Mother Wen said, "And your brothers all have to work. If you miss a day, you'll lose a day's pay. If you haven't been at full attendance, how can that be done?"

"Have you been to the hospital?"

"Here we go." Wen's mother took a report sheet from the bedside table and handed it to Wen Jing.

There are many problems including high blood pressure, hyperlipidemia, hyperglycemia, gout, cholecystitis, fatty liver, and small lung nodules.

Wen Jing saw that he looked good and his voice was good. She thought it was not a serious illness, so she felt relieved.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Do you have a fever?" Wen Jing asked.

"I don't know what's going on. I feel uncomfortable all over and have a little headache."

Three months ago, his work unit organized a physical examination, and he went for it, and this was the result.

But what Wen Jing didn't know was that in the bedside drawer, there was a test result that had just been done yesterday.

The index of the three highs has been significantly reduced, almost like that of a normal person. There has been no recent attack of ventilation, the cholecystitis is gone, the fatty liver has been mostly cured, and the small lung nodules are also shrinking. The doctor does not recommend biopsy anymore, saying that it is not possible. If there is something wrong, just observe it regularly and it will be cured.

Wenping loves drinking, smoking, and eating meat. His family situation is pretty good and he can afford to eat and drink. Is there anything wrong with him?

But Wen Jing's sharp eyes accidentally scanned the examination date: "Dad, this is the examination result 3 months ago, not the latest one."

"It's been the same recently." Father Wen said, "I haven't taken any medicine or injections. Can these problems be cured on their own?"

"Dad, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Wen Jing said.

And what he drank at Ye Ming's house before was that kind of medicinal wine.

Hearing what he said, Wen Jing also acquiesced that these elderly diseases will not be cured soon, or even cured.

Father Wen's questioning made the doctor tired. He repeatedly confirmed that he was fine, and finally confirmed that the rumors outside were true. The Ye family had a magical medicinal wine, brewed from thousand-year-old ginseng, which could cure all diseases.

Wen Ping nodded inwardly. He was very satisfied that his daughter was filial and obedient.

"Do you still have the medicinal wine you gave me last time? Get me a few more bottles. My mouth is weak now and I can't eat anything. I just want to take a sip."

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