There are no doctors in the compound, and there are no people who study medicine. Xu Qing can set bones, which is a rare thing. It is impressive and secretly envious at the same time.

Although bone setting is not often used, it is a very practical skill that can be of great use at critical moments.

Liu Haizhong is several dozen years old. In terms of life experience and social experience, I don’t know how much more than Xu Qing. However, he knows nothing about bone setting.

Of course, when Liu Haizhong was young, he had seen barefoot traveling doctors on the roadside helping people set bones, but he didn't know how to do it. In addition, he never learned from it, so he only knew that setting bones was something that ordinary people couldn't do.

I was envious in my heart and always thought it was magical.

Now when I heard Xu Damao say that Xu Qing helped Yan Jiekuang reattach his dislocated arm today, Liu Haizhong, the second man in charge of the courtyard, looked at Xu Qing and was secretly shocked.

After all, he himself doesn't know how to do it. As for his two sons, although Xu Qing is younger, they have not improved much in their studies and have not shown extraordinary talents in other aspects. Apart from being rebellious and making people worry, they are just

Even writing is unsatisfactory.

If the handwriting was more beautiful, Liu Haizhong would still be able to tolerate their poor reading skills. At least he had something to show, so that he, a father, could look bright in front of everyone in the courtyard.

Unfortunately, the handwriting of the two sons is worse than the other, which is really unacceptable.

Compared with Xu Qing's handwriting, it's like a dog crawling.

Usually, Xu Qing writes Spring Festival couplets for everyone in the backyard every New Year. His handwriting is neat and elegant. Although Liu Haizhong doesn't know calligraphy, it can be seen that the Spring Festival couplets written by Xu Qing are also good-looking, beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

What's more, Yan Bugui, the third eldest teacher in the front yard, and Yi Zhonghai, the first eldest son of the middle yard, both admired Xu Qing's handwriting.

Even the second aunt who is even more ignorant can understand that Xu Qing is not a big person, but he is very capable!

Liu Haizhong used to think that Xu Qing was good at studying and writing, but he never thought that today he learned that he could also help people set bones, and his heart suddenly ached.

When Xu Qing's parents were around, he felt that he was a head shorter than the Xu family in terms of educating their children. At this moment, Liu Haizhong felt that he was not only a head shorter, but at least two lengths shorter.

However, when I thought that Xu Qing belonged to my own backyard, and no one in the middle or front yard could compare with him, my aching heart felt a little better, and I felt secretly proud.

At this moment, the third uncle in the front yard, Yan Bugui, came to the backyard with a small bag of tea in his hand, and saw Xu Qing, Xu Damao, Liu Haizhong, and the second aunt standing in the yard.

Yan Bugui first thanked Xu Damao again, then chatted with Liu Haizhong and the second aunt for a while, and then entered Xu Qing's house.

If it weren't for Xu Qing today, his youngest son Yan Jiekuang would have suffered many more crimes.

Yan Bugui came here specifically to thank Xu Qing, and the tea in his hand was specially given to him.

Xu Qing didn't understand Yan Bugui's purpose at first, so after he entered the room, he picked up the thermos and poured hot water into an enamel teapot.

Yan Bugui glanced at the three little ones who were reading comic strips together on the kang. He reached out and took out a cigarette, and took the initiative to hand one to Xu Qing.

This action may seem like nothing, but Yanbu Gui handed people cigarettes. Except for the first uncle, the second uncle, and the elderly people in the courtyard, like Si Zhu and Xu Damao, they had never received this kind of treatment.

After all, Yan Bugui has a higher seniority, but today, he handed Xu Qing cigarettes.

Xu Qing hurriedly reached out and took it, knowing that the third uncle Yan Bugui was thanking himself for what happened this afternoon.

When Yan Bugui saw Xu Qing taking the cigarette, he looked at the tea leaves on the table and said:

"Xu Qing, the third uncle's house doesn't have any good stuff. I bought some high-quality broken pieces some time ago. I brought some for you today. Don't dislike it."

Hearing what the third uncle said, Xu Qing hurriedly refused.

"Third uncle, you have just met an outsider. We are all from the same courtyard, and there is nothing to help each other. Besides, I just helped Xie Kuang's dislocated arm. It's not a big deal. This tea, San

Uncle, you'd better take it back."

It's not that Xu Qing doesn't like it. In these days, high broken tea is not considered inferior. In these years of economic stress and material scarcity, most people use this high broken tea to entertain guests at home.

It's just that Xu Qing didn't feel that there was any need to accept this thing after what he did today.

Something happened to someone in the courtyard. As neighbors, we should help each other. No one needs help.

Seeing that Xu Qing refused to accept it, Yanbu Gui smoked and said, "Boy, I brought all the three uncles for you. You can quickly put them away."

When Xu Qing saw this, he couldn't refuse anymore, so he had no choice but to nod and accept.

This thing is not expensive, nor is it worth a lot of money, but what is important is the friendship between neighbors.

The famine has just past three years, and everyone's life is not easy. Although Yan Bugui is a teacher and has worked for decades, and his salary is much higher than Xu Qing's, but there are many people in his family, and his life is not actually rich.<

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Especially in the past few years due to the famine, Yan Bugui has almost wiped out all the money he had accumulated. In addition, his two sons were injured today and went to the hospital for medical treatment, which is another huge expense.

Even if Yan Bugui spends his days searching, he can't bear to go to the hospital.

Yan Bugui came over, and Xu Qing took the opportunity to inquire in detail about Yan Jiekuang's injuries.

Yanbu Gui sighed and puffed the smoke: "Oh, the child is unlucky and fell down for some reason. Even though your third aunt and I were watching carefully, and the first aunt was also here, but he still didn't show up.

This kind of thing happened.

The doctor said that during this period of time, he could not move his right hand much and had to rest. He was put on a bamboo board and tied with a bandage. He was afraid that he would not be able to go to school. Fortunately, the winter vacation was approaching and it would not delay his studies too much, which would have been the case.

I probably won’t be able to take part in some final exams.”

The three little ones were reading comic strips on the kang. When they saw the third uncle Yan Bugui talking about Yan Jiekuang's condition, they all pricked up their ears, put down the comic strips in their hands, and listened quietly on the kang.

Xu Qing smoked a cigarette and sat next to Yan Bugui, listening quietly at the moment.

Such a bad thing happened. It’s the end of the year and it’s winter again. It’s inevitable for people to suffer.

Broken bones are not easy to heal. If the bones and muscles are broken for a hundred days, the only way is to take a good rest.

After Yan Bugui finished talking about Yan Jiekuang's injury, he sat for a while and then got up and left. He didn't dare to stay longer. Firstly, it was too late, and secondly, the two injured sons in the room still needed someone to take care of them.

Although Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiedi and the three aunts were all there, Yan Bugui, as a father, was naturally worried about his son being injured.

Xu Qing stood up and walked outside the house together, sending Yan Bugui out.

In the courtyard outside the house, the night was dark without a trace of starlight. It seemed that the day was about to change again.

The chill was so strong at night that the entire courtyard was so cold that there was no sound at all.

Xu Qing exhaled and saw Yan Bugui walking out of the backyard, then turned around and entered the house.
Chapter completed!