The group spent a long time in the clinic.
Perhaps contemporary young people have the same interest in traditional Chinese medicine and fortune telling, so much so that they are not stingy about spending money to buy medicine.
One said that a medicine 199 is very expensive, but they buy 20 pounds of radish and there is no market!
Dr. Xiao Guo really doesn’t want to sell it—she’s not doing it through hunger marketing, but because the repurchase rate is too high, there really isn’t much left.
After thinking about it, I had to take out another jar from the house: "You are so young, there is really no need...forget it, you are Qiaoqiao's guests, I will give you some golden cherry jam to soak in water to drink. "
When talking about Jin Yingzi Qiao Qiao, she remembered: "Ah! My sister asked me to pick some vegetables for you as souvenirs. Now I am accompanying you to see a doctor, but I haven't picked any vegetables yet."
What?
Having been doing acupuncture for half an hour, I just took out the needles. At this moment, it was like a seal turning over:
"What do you care about us? I'm worthless! Go pick vegetables, Bao'er!"
"That's right!" The two girls who were holding Qiao Qiao to take pictures also urged him: "Teacher Qiao Qiao, you are busy with your business! We are responsible for ourselves - pick more! My suitcase is 24 inches, and it can fit !”
His!
This is the key. At this moment, I regretted carrying a backpack without a suitcase for five hundred years.
Those who regretted more than them were the firemen and the four people from Wujing who came with them.
They were not so embarrassed that their stomachs ached after eating, but they came to see the dog. The dog only looked at it twice, and the person came here to buy medicine...
It’s so outrageous to say it out loud!
The only consolation is that the middle-aged man who came to buy medicine just now is also from Ningcheng. Everyone is from the same place, which proves that the medicine here is indeed miraculous, right?
Thinking about it like this, several people couldn't help but feel guilty.
It was Zhu Xin who quickly said: "Um...Qiaoqiao, why don't we go back together first? You go pick vegetables, and we'll watch the dogs."
"Okay!" Qiao Qiao agreed: "Then you have to watch carefully, the dogs eat very deliciously. If you watch well, can you bring back a few more dogs next year? Our family has allocated land again! "
Contemporary young people are mainly interested in everything. When it comes to dogs, everyone wants to see them immediately! So I took the Golden Sakura-chan in my hand and followed her quickly.
Dr. Xiao Guo curled his lips at the back - Tsk, you don’t look down on her Jin Yingzi-chan, right? I'm waiting for you to come back and ask for your business card and WeChat ID.
snort!
However, this group of people in Wuyangyang did not know, but asked enthusiastically:
“Teacher Qiaoqiao, when you said we could come over and take a photo with the king, is that okay?”
"Not only the king, I also want to see the pigs - what do the pigs eat every day?"
“Can the king really eat a tiger?
…
After such a delay, it was already 2 o'clock when the tricycle returned to the yard. What was more important than taking a photo with the king was——
Lao Song’s family wanted to take a photo with the leader.
So Qiaoqiao was also called over: "Hurry up and put on your new clothes."
Here, Ulan had raised his head confidently and silently found a place in the yard.
Qiaoqiao's eyes widened: "Mom, you have changed a lot!"
Ulan was very proud: "Really? Mom doesn't even think she looks like me anymore..."
She wore foundation on her face, her eyebrows were sculpted, and she wore a light layer of lipstick on her lips.
And he lived up to his mission and found a long black coat from a pile of clothes (it is said that the clothes were bought in the past few years, and they only cost more than 100 yuan, so the quality, workmanship and materials I really can't agree with).
But it was paired with Song Sancheng’s white shirt, and Wu Lan was so happy to wear small pants and a pair of large-sized short boots kindly provided by Lu Jing...
“You look so fashionable to me! Don’t you, Tantan?”
Song Tan, who was still wearing his jacket, nodded seriously: No! Just to find these two sets of clothes, I rummaged through the cabinets and pulled out the clothes I was reluctant to throw away.
If you throw it back again, Ulan probably won’t stop him. Song Sancheng was the only one who didn't care. At this moment, he was also wearing a rough jacket, which made him murmur in his heart.
This is a photo taken with city leaders! He was going to stand next to the leader later, but he didn't have a few good clothes to support his appearance.
Looking back and zooming in on the living room, will the relatives coming and going say anything when they see it?
He rarely got into a tangle.
…
Lao Song's family was ready, and so were the media following them. However, after looking for an angle for a long time, they still couldn't form a formation in the yard.
The camera quietly approached the secretary.
“Director, where should we light?”
The secretary is also very troubled:
"You ask me, I ask who is going - just prepare first."
He just told the leader that they were going to leave after taking the photos. They had a schedule in the afternoon. As a result, the leader was holding a cup and talking to people over there, and the smile on his face never stopped.
It’s not like he doesn’t know Secretary Wang and the leaders of SW, and he also found that the leaders there are also very polite to those old men...
No matter how many people are discovered, if the formation cannot be gathered, it will not be his turn to speak.
However, those in the city are not in a hurry, but those in the province are. Because they had to drive back as soon as possible and there would be a meeting early tomorrow morning.
There was a lot of push and pull, and when Ulan and Song Sancheng looked at Ulan and Song Sancheng in despair, Lao Zhu quickly urged them:
“The New Year is coming, everyone has a lot to do, and I know your thoughts, so you should get busy.”
Secretary Wang heard the elegant meaning of Xiange, and now he took the initiative to say hello:
“Yes, it’s getting late, the sun is nice outside, why don’t we take a photo together.”
They were discussing in the corridor in a formal manner, and everyone had a tacit understanding of where to stand. But he couldn't stand up to the nine people in the group, seven of whom were visiting privately incognito.
So—
“Come on, leader, can you stand in the middle and one of us stand on either side?”
After hearing this, the city leaders almost burst into tears: You are not trying to kill me, you are trying to seize my political life!
He repeatedly refused: "It can't be like this, it can't be like this... Well, brother Song, you see, it's fate that we come from far away from each other. I don't think it's better than this. When we take a group photo, we don't look at our identities, only our age!"
Speaking of this, I couldn’t help but feel sad.
Because this surprisingly young provincial leader is only two years older than him in the city (T_T).
"Come on, come on, you guys from the imperial capital are standing in the middle. You are guests from afar!" He braced himself and started to show off.
ah?
Wulan and Song Sancheng also looked at each other - they just wanted to take a photo with the leader. Why did the leader have no airs at all? Not only the two purchasers, but also Mr. Zhu and his party were invited?
Then this...this huge group of people, looking back, the photo is enlarged and hung on the wall. Who knows what is the highlight?
Good night.
By the way, golden cherry and prickly pear are not the same. But very similar. The prickly pear fruit is more round, while the golden cherry fruit is oblong.