Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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Ziyi's face turned cold, and he said to Tang Liancheng bluntly, "You're such a weird person. If the elderly at home are sick, they should go to the doctor. Why would you go to Xiaoyu? Can Xiaoyu cure the disease or what else can she do?"
Tang Liancheng didn't dare to offend this boy, who was obviously not from an ordinary family. He smiled and said, "The old man is sick because he misses his grandson so much. It's a heart disease, and this heart disease can only be cured by heart medicine. As long as he can see his grandson, the disease will definitely be cured. It's more effective than taking medicine."
"Really?" Song Ziyi twitched the corners of his lips. "When Xiaoyu was sick before, you refused to see a doctor or give her medicine. What kind of treatment did you use then? Dream therapy? Seeing a doctor and taking medicine in her dreams, so that Xiaoyu would be well when she woke up, right?"
No matter how thick-skinned Tang Liancheng was, he would still feel pain on his face when a young man ripped his face off in front of him like this.
Tang Dabao didn't have the patience of his father. He glared at Song Ziyi and yelled, "What business do we have with the Tang family? Who the hell do you think you are? Why are you being so sarcastic?"
Tang Yu loved Ziyi the most, and he couldn't stand seeing his brother being insulted by someone like Tang Dabao. He immediately pushed Tang Dabao hard, causing him to stumble and almost fall. "Who do you think you are, coming here to bark like a dog? I'm not a member of the Tang family anymore. You have no right to come here and tell me what's going on."
When Tang Liancheng saw his son being pushed by Tang Yu, his face immediately sank. Tang Yu was getting too arrogant. He thought he had found a backer and dared to ignore him, his uncle, and even bullied his son in front of him.
"Tang Yu, where are your upbringing? Is this how your parents taught you to treat your family members?" Tang Liancheng lectured with a sullen face.
Song Ziyi was almost laughing with anger. "Education? You are not worthy of being educated. Have you forgotten what life was like for Xiaoyu's family? You are the uncle, and there are two old guys pretending to be sick at home, and this so-called cousin who looks like he wants to eat people. How do you treat Xiaoyu? You still call her your family? Are you worthy of being her family? Shameless, if you dare to say another word, I will break your teeth."
After Ziyi finished speaking, he pulled Tang Yuqian away. He was so unlucky. His good mood was ruined by these two flies.
After the three of them went in and closed the door, Tang Liancheng was so angry that his face turned blue. He thought he should go and tell his parents first before thinking of a solution.
Tang Liancheng and Tang Dabao had just turned around and walked a few steps when they suddenly heard the sound of a door opening behind them. They immediately looked up and saw a tall man in military uniform coming out. Without even looking at them, he got into a jeep and drove away from Zhengde Street.
"What rank of officer can drive a car?" Tang Dabao asked.
Tang Liancheng knew a little more about the situation because of his brother's relationship with him. "He must be a regimental officer or above. That man just now was quite young. He couldn't be the regimental commander. He must be driving for some leader."
Maybe thinking this way would make the father and son feel better.
The father and son walked to the tube-shaped building of the tire factory, looked at their own small house of more than 50 square meters, and thought about Tang Yu's current courtyard house, which made them feel depressed.
Tang Liancheng told the two elders of the Tang family and his wife Xu Cuilian what he had seen and heard on Zhengde Street.
When Xu Cuilian heard her husband say that Tang Yu was living a good life now and was adopted by a wealthy family, she felt as upset as if she had eaten a hundred flies.
How come that little bastard lives so well?
Old Mrs. Tang's face wasn't too good either. "Since he's doing so well now, he shouldn't be allowed to collect the monthly allowance. I'm Lianshan's biological mother. I worked so hard to raise him and train him to be an officer. But in the end, my son is gone, and the pension I get is so meager. You don't even let me collect the monthly allowance. Is this fair?"
Old Man Tang glanced at Old Lady Tang and said, "You have long hair but little knowledge. Are your eyes so shallow? You can only see a little bit in front of you?"