The old gentleman in front of him was dressed in Taoist robes. He was over 50 years old. He had clear eyes and a dignified appearance. He had a small beard and had a somewhat immortal air.

After hearing Zhou Zhaozhao's words, he looked at her again and said, "That's right."

"Old sir, it's really you." Zhou Zhaozhao said happily.

Then he said, "I have been here twice before, once when you went into the mountains, and once when you went to visit friends."

"We actually met here this time, which shows that we are quite destined."

she said happily.

Yang Weili behind him, "..."

It took me three times to find him. Is this fate?

However, he would not demolish Zhou Zhaozhao here. Instead, he stepped forward to say hello to the old Chinese doctor and took the bamboo cage from him.

Unexpectedly, the old gentleman smiled and refused, "These medicinal materials are not heavy. Young man, you should take good care of your wife."

After saying this, Zhou Zhaozhao blushed again.

Seeing his persistence, Yang Weili said nothing more.

But who knew that when going down the mountain, Zhou Zhaozhao seemed to have forgotten that he was a living person, and followed Zhang Qiuhua all the way, asking about medicinal materials and talking about health preservation.

Zhang Qiuhua was not impatient. Instead, he answered Zhou Zhaozhao's [-] whys in a calm and kind manner.

Yang Weili behind him looked between the two of them. It had to be said that Zhang Qiuhua was quite knowledgeable and could answer whatever questions Zhou Zhaozhao asked.

Yang Weili, "..."

He seems to have discovered that his wife is quite partial to this kind of old man who is old and has real talents.

His old man is like this, and so is the old gentleman in front of him.

He pursed his lips.

When the three of them came down the mountain, it was almost dark. Zhang Qiuhua and Zhou Zhaozhao had a great time chatting, so he invited them to have dinner at home.

By the time we finished eating, it was completely dark.

"If you are free tomorrow, you can go there then." The old gentleman said.

If it were anyone else, he might not agree.

But seeing Zhou Zhaozhao's sincere and hopeful look, and the two of them chatting happily, Mr. Zhang Qiuhua couldn't bear to reject him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the joy on Zhou Zhaozhao's face.

"Then we have made an appointment. We will pick you up tomorrow." Zhou Zhaozhao said excitedly.

"Does mom have severe back pain?" Yang Weili said worriedly in the car, "Have you been to the hospital to take a film?"

After all, he actually believed in the movies in regular hospitals.

"I don't know, I probably haven't filmed it before," Zhou Zhaozhao said.

Yang Weili choked.

If you haven't taken a film, shouldn't you go to the hospital to take a film first and then see a doctor?

"This old Chinese doctor is very powerful." Zhou Zhaozhao said, "You can see it without taking a film."

He added, "I'll check Dad's pulse tomorrow. It's a rare visit anyway."

Yang Weili, "Why do I feel like mom is just a cover-up? In fact, your purpose is to check the old man's pulse?"

Zhou Zhaozhao was shocked, but his face didn't change at all. He glanced sideways at him and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"What do you think if I grow a beard?" Yang Weili didn't answer her words, but came over and said.

Although my old man didn't have a beard, he felt quite similar to Zhang Qiuhua's temperament.

"Then don't get into my bed." Zhou Zhaozhao turned his face directly out of the window, not wanting to talk to him.

Yang Weili touched his chin as if he was still thinking about this possibility.

"Yang Weili," Zhou Zhaozhao turned around and twisted his arm, "If you dare to grow a beard, don't even think about it."

Originally, he liked to prick her with his beard when he was excited at night. If he grows a beard again...

Zhou Zhaozhao couldn't imagine it.

"Don't worry, I won't stay." Yang Weili smiled.

But Zhou Zhaozhao always felt that his smile was colored.

In the provincial house, Xu Guizhi once again stood at the door and looked towards the alley.

"You haven't come back yet?" Yang Quanting put down the book in his hand and looked at his old wife, "Lao San and the others have never seen you so worried when they went out before."

"He's rough-skinned and thick-skinned. What should I worry about?" Xu Guizhi said, "Zhao Zhao went up the mountain with him. I'm worried that the third child won't have the sense to go into those wild mountains."

This kid used to love to climb those wild mountains when he had nothing to do on vacation.

While talking, I heard the sound of a car coming from outside the house.

"They must be back." Xu Guizhi said happily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhaozhao ran in quickly.

"What's wrong?" Xu Guizhi asked hurriedly, "Are you hungry?"

"Mom, do you know who we met when we went hiking today?" Zhou Zhaozhao said with gleaming eyes.

"Who?" Xu Guizhi asked cooperatively.

"Mr. Zhang Qiuhua," Zhou Zhaozhao said.

"Zhang Qiuhua?" Xu Guizhi couldn't remember who this person was for a moment.

But Yang Quanting said, "A Chinese medicine doctor?"

"Dad, do you know him?" Zhou Zhaozhao was a little surprised, but she didn't need to introduce him anymore.

"I've heard of it." Yang Quanting nodded.

"We met him when we were hiking today. Mom, didn't you say that your back hurts? I just invited him to come to our house tomorrow to show you." Zhou Zhaozhao said with a smile.

"You kid, you are serious." Xu Guizhi said with a little red eyes.

Her back pain was an old problem, but it wasn't particularly painful. It was just that sometimes she couldn't straighten her waist after cooking or working for a long time.

Everyone in the family knew about this matter, and Zhou Zhaozhao was the only one who took it to heart.

"Hehe," Zhou Zhaozhao smiled naively, "Isn't this just a coincidence?"

Yang Weili looked up at her, "It happened three times and I just met her today."

Zhou Zhaozhao, "..."

I've never seen anything like this.

Xu Guizhi was about to burst into tears. She held Zhou Zhaozhao's hand and said, "Good boy."

Zhou Zhaozhao didn’t even know what to do?

dumbfounded.

"Look at me," Xu Guizhi said, "You must be so hungry, go and eat quickly."

"Well," Zhou Zhaozhao said with a smile, and then looked at Yang Quanting who was reading in the room, "Dad, are you free tomorrow?"

Yang Quanting glanced at his old wife with red eyes and nodded, "At home."

When a doctor visits his wife to see her, he, the husband, must be at home.

"Then let me take your pulse." Zhou Zhaozhao looked at Yang Quanting expectantly, "I'm here."

Yang Quanting, "...Okay then."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Guizhi felt relieved.

She was really worried that this stubborn old man would refuse.

Therefore, it has to be her family Zhaozhao.

All sons are raised for nothing.

Yang Weili, "..."

Why did you give him another good look?By the way, he is going there too today!

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