The problematic world of fast travel is being repaired

Chapter 23

After leaving the gate of the hospital, An Shuyan looked at the sun in the sky, exhaled the sullen breath in his chest, and dragged An Shengbai towards the parking lot.

Seeing that his mother's expression was no longer sad, An Shengbai narrowed his eyes with a smile.

When they got home, Aunt Wang had already prepared the meals. After An Shuyan and An Shengbai finished eating, they took a pair of big scissors and sharpened their knives and hurriedly walked towards the plum tree in the garden. An Shuyan even moved Up a ladder.

That top-grade Dali pill is really effective. At least, her strength is really much stronger now, and it is simply a small problem to deal with a few grown men.

The two circled around a few plum trees. There were red plums, white plums, and pale yellow wintersweets planted in the garden. These were planted by the former owner of the villa. They didn't take them away when they moved, so An Shuyan picked them up. It's a bargain.

"Mom, I think red plums and winter plums are the prettiest, so let's just cut these two, okay?"

"Okay, it's all up to Shengbai to decide. But when cutting the plum blossoms, my mother will do it. Shengbai's height is too short." An Shuyan looked at An Shengbai's height with a smile, and compared it with his hands in a wicked way. .

Unconvinced, An Shengbai jumped up, but he was still not as good as An Shuyan, so he pouted and said angrily, "I will grow very tall, even taller than my mother."

An Shuyan crossed his arms and looked at the little dwarf in front of him, and said with a smile: "Then, mother has to wait, Shengbai can't be picky eaters in the future, he needs to eat enough and exercise more, so that he can grow taller quickly. "

An Shengbai nodded vigorously, that is, from today onwards, no matter how good An Shengbai's life is in the future, he will not have the bad habit of being picky eaters. Let An Shuyan boast to Ding Ling, saying that he The gift of raising children is excellent.

An Shuyan stood on the ladder, listening to An Shengbai's instructions, brushed and brushed a few times, and cut off a few plum blossoms swiftly.

"Okay, mom has two plain white porcelain vases, let's go and put the flowers in them." Holding a bouquet of plum blossoms, An Shuyan dragged An Shengbai into the room.

He took out two thin-necked white porcelain vases, filled them with water, and there were no patterns on them. An Shuyan separated the red plums from the winter plums, and selected a few well-arranged ones to put in the porcelain vases, with a faint floral fragrance It was heard that An Shuyan leaned close to the plum blossoms and smelled them. Compared with red plums, she prefers winter plums. The petals are clear and the fragrance is slightly cold.

She didn't know how to arrange flowers at first, but during those two months, Xia Junjing was really a qualified teacher, not only taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also asked her to throw pots and arrange flowers.

With a wry smile, she thought of him again.

Putting the two porcelain vases into their bedrooms, An Shengbai was very happy and laughed non-stop around the white porcelain vases.

"Mom, let's cut some fresh plum blossoms and put them in every day, okay?"

An Shuyan pretended to be entangled and said: "But if this is the case, our plum tree will be bald, what should we do in the future?"

An Shengbai frowned, thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "Then, we won't cut it every day. Plum blossoms are beautiful when they grow on trees. You can smell the fragrance of flowers when you enter the yard every day."

An Shuyan smiled cheerfully, "Mom lied to you, there are also several plum trees in the garden behind our house, they won't be bald."

Seeing the little bun pursing his lips sullenly, An Shuyan didn't tease him, but dragged him to his room, found a string of glass wind chimes, shook them gently, and the melodious bells rang.

"Holy Bai, can we hang this bell by the door, so that when the wind blows, we can hear the beautiful wind chime."

"Mom, did you hang the glass wind chime just to hear the sound of the wind chime?"

A flash of memory flashed in An Shuyan's eyes, "I remembered something from a long time ago, let's go, let's hang the bell first."

Hang the wind chime on the wall next to the door, the wind chime shakes gently when the breeze blows, the melodious sound floats in the whole yard, the fine sunlight shines through the glass wind chime, reflecting a colorful color, The beauty is like a fairy tale.

There is a piano in the living room. An Shuyan sits on the stool, puts his fingers on the keys, and closes his eyes. It has been a long, long time since he played the piano.

The sound of the piano sounded, and An Shuyan's singing also sounded:

Snow and sunny day

Wintersweet is fragrant everywhere

Riding a donkey across the Baqiao

Jingle Bells

jingle bells

jingle bells

jingle bells

jingle bells

A good flower can be put in a bottle for offering

Accompany me with book sound and piano rhyme
Jingle Bells

Jingle
This is a nursery rhyme An Shuyan taught in music class when she was in elementary school. After more than 20 years, she still remembers it clearly.

An Shengbai sat next to An Shuyan with his hands on his chin, "Mom, what song is this? It's a good song."

An Shuyan rubbed his hair, "This is a nursery rhyme that my teacher taught me when I was a child. It's called Stepping on the Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms. I heard that this song is still taught in elementary schools. When March next year, my mother will send it to me." You go to school, you can learn a lot of nice nursery rhymes."

An Shengbai lowered his head, and the buzzing voice came: "Mom, why should I go to school? You can also teach me knowledge."

An Shuyan was stunned, wondering if the child's psychological shadow is too big, "Shengbai, mother's knowledge is limited, there are many teachers in the school, and there are many cute children, you can study together, get off You can meet a lot of new friends, and you can also bring them to play at home and have a small party, which is great."

An Shengbai snorted, "Since my mother asked me to go to school, I'll go."

An Shuyan smiled wryly from the bottom of his heart, "Shengbai, you will like life in the school." People cannot live without the crowd, and they want Shengbai to grow up physically and mentally, to integrate into the school, into the crowd, and into the life of ordinary people. To live, it is necessary.

In the afternoon, An Shuyan still took An Shengbai to the hospital, and Shengbai still stayed in the office to read and practice calligraphy. An Shuyan went to Dr. Jiang to discuss treating Mr. Pei.

Dr. Jiang originally looked down on An Shuyan. He didn't need an assistant, but after discussing with An Shuyan, Dr. Jiang's opinion changed. An Shuyan had a deep understanding of how to treat stroke.

An Shuyan snickered in his heart, that's right, I have learned medical skills from the miracle doctor Yun Qingchen for two years. Although she is not as good as Yun Qingchen, she is not bad at all. Who told me that I have the mental power to cheat? Where is the device?

Entering Mr. Pei's ward together with Dr. Jiang, An Shuyan's heart ached.

Mr. Pei was lying on the bed with his eyes open blankly. His face was yellow and covered with wrinkles. A man in his 50s looked 20 years older. The corners of his mouth were crooked. The towel was soaked with saliva.Mrs. Pei was sitting by the bed, wiping the drool on Mr. Pei's chin with a tissue while talking with him.

An Shuyan felt very sad. Sending off a white-haired person to a black-haired person is already a great pain in life. The founder who once dominated Shang Hai and established a huge group had no children around him when he was old, and his son-in-law was a Zhongshan wolf , nothing but my wife.

Seeing two people in white coats coming in, old lady Pei knew that they were Chinese medicine practitioners arranged by the hospital to treat them. She stood up and said with a weary look: "The old man has been sleeping longer and longer these days."

Dr. Jiang asked Mrs. Pei to sit down, walked to the bed by himself, first observed the pupils of Mr. Pei's eyes, and then checked the pulse. After the left hand was finished, he began to check the right hand. Brows said to An Shuyan: "Traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture should be combined for treatment."

An Shuyan nodded. Before seeing Mr. Pei, she thought about using acupuncture and moxibustion treatment. Now that she saw the person, although she didn't feel the pulse, she also knew that the old man's condition was serious. In the plot, one year, at most, one year later, Mr. Pei went, and Mrs. Pei also lost hope of being alive, so she followed suit a few days later.

Shao Fei held a grand funeral for the old people in a decent manner. After that, he officially took over the Pei Group founded by Mr. Pei. The Pei Group changed its name to Shao Group.

An Shuyan walked up to Mrs. Pei, looked at her, and said seriously, "Old lady, Mr. Pei will be fine."

(End of this chapter)