The Peasant Female Doctor

He didn't stretch his hand when he watched Eleven. Yang Shifeng had to withdraw the ointment from his hand, and pointed to the room where Eleven was originally staying, "Go in and get some medicine."

On October 11, he stood up and entered the room. As soon as he entered, he was taken aback. The inside has changed a lot from the original. The sheets on the bed have been changed to a nice blue and white color, there is a circle of lace around, and a nice pink gauze tent is surrounded by the bed. In addition, the original old furniture in the house It's gone, replaced by a beautiful dressing table and wardrobe. There is a table in the center with a bottle of flowers on it. The whole room exudes a faint fragrance.

Very beautiful and warm.

There was a warm current flowing slowly in my heart, and he looked at Yang Shifeng on the eleventh, "Yang Shifeng, is this set for me?"

Yang Shifeng was silent, and pointed to the bed, "Go sit down and put some medicine on your feet."

Eleven eyeballs rolled around, sat down on the bed obediently, took off his shoes, and stretched his feet to Yang Shifeng, without any intention of doing it himself.

Yang Shifeng silently moved the stool and sat on the edge of the bed, put Eleven's feet on his legs, and dipped the ointment with his fingers and smeared her carefully, the action was exactly the same as the last time.

Eleven’s gaze fell on Yang Shifeng’s face, slowly sliding down from his forehead, carefully tracing every part of his eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and chin, and found that every part was unexpectedly beautiful, even his cheeks. The scar on the top looks very flavorful. She hadn't discovered that Yang Shifeng was so good-looking before. Could it be that the beauty was in the eyes of the lover? Because she sees him differently now, so she looks good everywhere?

Eleven reached out and touched the scar on Yang Shifeng's left face. Yang Shifeng was shocked, flashed back like an electric shock, and looked at Eleven in amazement.

Eleven retracted his hand and asked, "Where did the injury on your face come from?"

Yang Shifeng only replied lightly: "I accidentally hurt myself when I went hunting in the mountains."

Eleven, I looked at the changes in the surrounding area, and after a little thought, I realized that this guy made the house so beautiful, and he must have spent a lot of money. The money is all earned by hunting. It will be done in just a few months. In this way, how he fought can be imagined, no wonder he had injuries on his face.

Eleven looked a little uncomfortable looking at that sad heart, especially when he looked so silent now, it was even more uncomfortable in his heart.

She felt that his attitude towards her was different, and she still cared about her, but she was indifferent. Is he angry at her leaving and the hurtful things she said to him?

Eleven sighed. Even if he blamed her, she should be irritating. She herself felt very angry. The words she deliberately said in order to make him forget her were indeed very hurtful.

Forget it, the sin was done by yourself, so you have to bear it yourself, slowly coaxing, I believe it will always let him calm down.

On the eleventh, he regained his spirit and poked Yang Shifeng on the shoulder, "Yang Shifeng, do you still let me live here?"

Yang Shifeng took the medicine and nodded after a long time. Eleven estimated that he had hesitated for a long time before letting her live, and couldn't help sighing again.

After giving the medicine on November, Yang Shifeng stood up and walked out, "I'm going to cook."

Before the eleventh had time to tell the others, they were gone, so they had to put on their heels and walked out and strolled in the yard. When I saw the swing that was still staying there quietly, I couldn't help but curled up my mouth, walked quickly over, sat down on the swing, tapped my feet, and swayed slowly. The breeze was blowing my face, and I felt something in my heart. A strange sense of peace.

Eleven laughed. She only felt that the feeling she wanted now was calm, steady, and happy. This was something she hadn't experienced in the past few months.

At this time, Grandpa Yang came in from the door and saw Eleven sitting on a swing, and walked over slowly, "Girl Eleven."

Eleven stopped the swing and stood up, "Grandpa Yang."

Grandpa Yang sighed, his tone was helpless, but he didn't blame Eleven, "Eleven girl, are you going back this time?"

Grandpa Yang went out to sneak up to the present, thinking about this in his mind. He was too worried, worried that his grandson would have hope again, but he suffered a greater disappointment after the hope, so he had to ask, he had to confirm, he Knowing that his grandson can't stand the injury again.

Eleven also knew that Yang Shifeng was injured by her previous departure, and Grandpa Yang was also worried. She understood his worry, but this time she would not hurt him again. Sui Shixi looked at Grandpa Yang's eyes seriously and said, "Grandpa Yang, I won't leave this time."

Grandpa Yang nodded, "Okay, you can say that my old man is relieved." Grandpa Yang said, glanced at the direction of the kitchen, and then said: "Today's things are my old man's idea, Shi Feng is not willing to Look at the girl, I force him, he doesn't mean that to other girls, don't be angry with him for this." If he knows that the Eleven girl will come back, his old man will not force Shi Feng to visit him. Look at the girl, I don’t know that the only time I was seen by the eleven girl, I don’t know how upset my idiot is now, no matter what, he has to explain, don’t let the idiot look forward to it for so long The girl is angry.

Eleven also looked at the kitchen and said softly: "I know, I'm not angry." She knew he was not interested in the girl, and his eyes would not lie.

"That's good." Grandpa Yang was relieved, and greeted Eleven into the room and sat down, and said: "Eleven girl, you can see how much the family has changed now. These are all Shi Feng earned from hunting. The child’s money, just like the devil, runs up the mountain every day before dawn. He hits whatever is valuable. He is not afraid of how dangerous he is. Even in the past few months, he doesn’t know how many injuries he has suffered. If you don't listen, I'm **** off."

"My old man said he didn't listen to him anymore, now you persuade him, don't let him go hunting in the mountains, it is too dangerous, our grandparents are two kinds of farming, life is not too difficult, plus I don't need it now. He spends money on medical treatment, and he really doesn’t need him to go hunting to earn money.”

Eleven listened quietly and nodded. In fact, she didn't want him to hunt for money. She didn't plan to stay here before. Naturally, she just treated him as an outsider. She never gave her beak on his decisions and actions, and never considered the danger of his hunting. , But now her thoughts have changed. She has listed him as her person, and his safety is naturally something she must consider. She feels uncomfortable looking at the scar on his face, so she naturally does not want him to go up the mountain. Such a dangerous thing.

She hoped that he would stay with her safely.

But she actually didn’t like him going to farm and living on the meager income from farming. She had witnessed the sweating and exhaustion when cutting rice. The kind of fatigue was really too much fortunate, but the rewards were too meagre. . If she could, she could make money, but she knew Yang Shifeng was unwilling with her toes. This person was very stubborn. It is estimated that using a woman's money is more serious than killing him. At this point, I still know him well.

Therefore, we still have to think of a way to make a living, which is easy and can make money.

Eleven moved quickly in his mind, scanning all kinds of information that he had seen outside in the past few months, and looking for business opportunities in it.

Before eleventh came to think of it, Yang Shifeng came out of the kitchen carrying the food, put the vegetable rice on the table, and said to the two of them: "It's time to eat."

Eleven took the table and chopsticks, looked at the tomato scrambled eggs and potato roast chicken on the table, sniffed, suddenly felt very hungry, and the mouth kept secreting saliva. She herself was surprised by her own reaction. When she was in the city, she ate everything that was delicious, but the more she ate, the more tasteless she became, and she was not so attractive to her. She thought it was. Eat more delicious food, the taste is tired, how can I know that I have such a big reaction to these simple home-cooked dishes now!

Is it because the people who do it are different?

Eleven raised his head and glanced at Yang Shifeng, and smiled at him.

Yang Shifeng blinked, lowered his eyes and sat down to eat.

Eleven didn't care, and hurriedly put a piece of chicken into his mouth, his mouth was full of fragrant, and the aftertaste was endless.

At this time, Yang Shifeng said to Grandpa Yang: "Master, I will go to town tomorrow. The salt and soy sauce at home are gone. I will buy some. What are you lacking? I can buy them together."

Grandpa Yang waved his hand, "I don't need anything. When you go, take a piece of the eggs you saved at home and sell it. You have saved two baskets. You can't eat it at home, so don't break it."

Yang Shifeng glanced at eleven and said, "The eggs will not be sold. If they can be eaten, the family will eat them by themselves to make up for themselves."

Grandpa Yang also glanced at Eleven, and he was surprised that he and Yang Shifeng didn’t eat eggs much before Eleven, so they saved a lot, but now that she comes back on Eleven, she likes to eat eggs. eaten.

Grandpa Yang nodded, "Okay, keep it at home to eat."

At the time of eleventh, she didn't pay attention to the egg thing that her grandson and grandson said. Her thinking just opened up, just when Yang Shifeng said that she was going to the town to buy things.

She thought of finding something to make a living!

There are dozens of villages, each with hundreds of households, and the total population is very impressive. Every time people here want to buy some daily necessities, they have to walk for four hours to the town to buy them, and then walk four. After hours, people are tired enough in a day. But because it’s in the mountains, it’s inconvenient to come and go. Even the pickers rarely set foot here. She has lived here for such a long time and has never seen a picker once. Yang Shifeng once said that they are here for one year. I can only see the picker once, but the price of the goods sold by the picker is quite expensive because it is very tiring to come here.

It’s too difficult for people here to buy something, because there are no people who can sell them. Then, if there is a place for selling things here, people in Shiliba Village can buy something without traveling thousands of miles to the town. For the price, the villagers would definitely be willing to come here to buy it instead of going to the town!

Then you can open a supermarket!

As long as Yang Shifeng goes to the town to buy things at a low price, and then sells the things at normal prices, the villagers will not suffer, Yang Shifeng can also make money, and the money he makes is definitely not less than what he made from hunting. The key is this Business is much more comfortable than farming, and at the same time it can be regarded as benefiting the people of these ten miles and eight villages. Yang Shifeng, a good-natured man, must be willing to do it.

On Eleven, I forgot to move the chopsticks on my hand, staring at the table intently. When Yang Shifeng saw this, the chopsticks in his hand paused, and he pushed the dish toward her, "The dish is getting cold soon."

After eleven, he took a look at Yang Shifeng, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

After eating, Eleven went into the kitchen behind Yang Shifeng, watching him put the dishes into the pot, pour clean water and start washing the dishes.

Eleven sat on the bench as before and looked at him with his cheeks supported, but this time he didn’t turn his head to look at her after washing for a while. Same as people.

This guy!

Eleven Nunuzui decided not to care about him for the time being, so let's talk about business first.

"Yang Shifeng, let me tell you something."

"What's up?"

"I want to open a supermarket. No, it's a grocery store. You can help me. How about we split the profit in half?" Eleven is not to divide the profit. The key is that if she only pays but does not collect it, press Yang Shifeng He certainly didn't want to do it, so he could only come up with the idea of ​​a 50-50 split.

"Grocery store?" Yang Shifeng stopped washing the dishes, a little puzzled.

"Yes, just like shopkeepers selling goods, they mainly sell some of the daily necessities of the villagers, such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, so that the villagers don’t have to go to the town to buy something for a long time, and it doesn’t take a long time. I just went to the town to buy things once. If our shop opened up, everyone could come and buy anything if they were short of it. The business would definitely not be bad."

Yang Shifeng listened quietly, his eyes fluctuated, obviously he was a little moved by the idea.

Eleven asked: "How? If it works, don't go hunting in the future. Just open a grocery store. You go to the town to buy goods and sell them. You will definitely earn more than you hunting."

Yang Shifeng did not speak, quietly lowered his head and continued to wash the dishes. Until Yang Shifeng brushed the bowls and chopsticks and put them in the cupboard, he turned his head and looked at Eleven: "Okay."

"Huh?" Eleven didn't expect him to think about it so soon, but it only took time to clean up the bowl. "You think about it so soon?"

Yang Shifeng nodded, "Think about it, and I'll go to town to have a look tomorrow."

Eleven laughed and said, "In this case, many things have to be prepared in advance. First of all, you have to have a car. Is it possible that every time you walk to buy goods?"

Yang Shifeng thought for a while and said, "I can hit one of the carts, but I have to go to town to buy a donkey."

Eleven smiled, turned back to the room, and gave Yang Shifeng a silver ticket when he came back, "I will pay for the capital, and you will do all the other things, I don't care."

Yang Shifeng glanced at the bank note, turned his head, "I have the silver, and I don't need your money."

"Hiss——" Eleven found that Yang Shifeng is really not as good as before. He doesn't need money. Is it possible that he wants to go hunting to make money again? I still think there are not enough injuries on my body!

Eleven took his hand and held it tightly when he wanted to break free, "If you don't want it, I'm embarrassed to ask for half of the profit, don't you want to divide me half and want to monopolize it?"

Yang Shifeng shook his head.

Eleven stuffed the banknote into his hand, "Then you have to collect the money, and we will contribute the money and the others."

Yang Shifeng was electrocuted and wanted to throw away the banknote in his hand, and immediately said, "If you dare to throw it away, I will treat it as if you were out of sight with me. Then I would not be too embarrassed not to be out of sight with you. If you live and eat yours and use yours, I will pack my things and go now."

The eleventh was about to leave, and Yang Shifeng took the bank note in the next second, and silently put the bank note in his pocket, but his lips were white.

Eleven knew that he was unwilling, but she just wanted to correct his problem. Who stipulated that a woman should not spend money on a man? If two people are really close, do they care about who spends money and who doesn't. She didn't care about this with him before, but now she takes him into her heart, and she doesn't want him to always carry everything on her body like this.

Seeing his silence, Eleven smiled quietly, stretched out his little finger and hooked his little finger. When he was shocked and wanted to shrink his hand, he just hooked it and refused to run, saying: "Well, we still have a lot of things to do. What about it, besides the car, there is also a shelf for storing goods, and a counter. Can I draw you drawings for these two things?"

Yang Shifeng stiffened his body and nodded slowly.

"Then you come with me, help me sharpen the ink, and I will paint."