As soon as we started talking about health preservation, everyone in the clinic became interested.
"Doctor Xiao Mu, do you have any free prescriptions?" The old man with the plaster on his face poked his head out from behind the curtain and asked.
It is not difficult to steam dates, but dates are a rare commodity. Even if there are some at home, they are mainly given to his daughter and grandchildren, and then to his wife and son. He is an old man with half of his body buried in the ground, so how can he have the nerve to compete with them?
"It's free and it's really available," Mu Huaixi thought of the set of health-preserving exercises that his grandfather often practiced, and picked two movements to do.
The plaster man shook his head and said, "No, no, I can't do this."
Wang Xiaohua also imitated one of the movements. She had just bent down and hadn't stretched yet when she felt the back of her thigh was so tight that it was about to cramp. She cried out for help, and Fengjuan helped her up, so she didn't fall to the ground.
Wang Xiaohua flushed as she straightened her clothes and waved breathlessly at Mu Huaixi, "Oh, this is really not something that ordinary people can do."
Mu Huaixi was a little surprised. She repeated the action of bending over, lifting her feet and pushing out her hands. She felt that it was not difficult. She had only done it a few times with her grandfather when she was a child. If the grandfather had not asked her just now, she would not have remembered it.
Seeing how relaxed she was, Wang Xiaohua widened her eyes and beckoned Jiang Wenyuan over. After watching him finish, she rolled her eyes and said, "See, only you and Doctor Jiang can do this!"
Mu Huaixi laughed, "Then get more sun, exercise more, eat well, sleep well, and live a worry-free life!"
"Ah? Isn't that the same as Daji in Fengjuan's circle?"
"You're the pig!" Li Fengjuan slapped Wang Xiaohua on the butt. "I told you not to talk nonsense!"
The clinic erupted in laughter. Mu Huaixi also smiled and shook her head. In reality, living a carefree life like a pig was quite rare. People always overthink, struggling for food and clothing, burdened by the demands of life. Nowadays, people in the mountains only worry about not having enough to eat. Who could have imagined that twenty or thirty years from now, people would be worried about not being able to eat or sleep?
Half an hour before the end of get off work, Mu Huaixi packed up his things, said goodbye to Dr. Jiang, and left with his things.
She planned to move her things to the new house today. She had already lit the heated kang at noon, and would clean the house thoroughly tonight so that Ying Mingcheng could move into his clean and warm new home when he came back!
Ying Mingcheng had taken such good care of her before and even made braised pork for her himself. She was not heartless and naturally hoped that after all his hard work, he could be healed by a warm home.
She hurried to the cafeteria to buy two buns, and then returned to the front desk of the guesthouse to pick up her packed luggage, but was told that it had been taken away.
"Who took it?" Mu Huaixi's heart beat faster, he licked his upper lip unconsciously, and asked hurriedly.
"Sister-in-law, it's me," Xiao Gao suddenly appeared beside her, smiling and showing her his red, strangled hand. "I just came to the guesthouse to do some work, and I saw that the bag was yours. You're not planning to carry something so heavy by yourself, are you? You should greet all the brothers, otherwise the deputy battalion commander will scold us when he gets back!"
Mu Huaixi felt a little embarrassed and a little disappointed. In the end, she stuffed two buns into Xiao Gao's hands as a thank you gift.
In the end, she walked home along the cement road empty-handed, feeling a little empty in her heart, especially the red glow in the sky, which was so dazzling.
She covered half of her face with her hands all the way, and only when she reached the swing in the amusement park did she realize something was wrong. Why were the lights in the house on?
“Crack!”
Mu Huaixi was startled by the noise coming from the yard. She hurried home and looked at Ying Mingcheng who appeared in the yard in amazement.
Ying Mingcheng was chopping wood.
Ying Mingcheng was chopping wood with his upper body naked.
He hadn't noticed Mu Huaixi yet, and he swung the axe at the firewood on the block in front of him. With a snap, the firewood broke, and his bulging and strong arm muscles trembled under the recoil. His charming wheat-colored skin was dyed with the rosy color of the sunset. A drop of sweat fell from his strong jawline and was caught by his full and developed chest muscles. It went down along the undulating muscle lines and went into his military pants along the slanted mermaid line.
Ying Mingcheng leaned over with an axe in his hand and threw the chopped firewood onto the pile of firewood next to him. The pile was already as high as a person. I wonder how long he had been chopping firewood. No wonder he was so hot that he took off his clothes.
Mu Huaixi felt a little regretful at first, but when she saw his well-defined back muscles twitching, she frowned. She had felt dry mouth and tongue just now, and now she felt even more thirsty, and the tip of her tongue was about to stick to the dry palate.
Ying Mingcheng's back muscles look great. Every time Mu Huaixi looks at him a few times, she is still attracted by his vital body. The thin twilight dyes his skin into a matte texture, and the blurred scars are long and short, like poplars fallen in the desert, each of which makes people hesitate. The scar on the side of the waist that has just healed is pink, and it has become an oasis in the desert - she forces herself to fix her eyes on this spot to prevent the frantic deer in her heart from dying of hunger and thirst.
"You're back," Ying Mingcheng stood up and saw her standing by the road. He threw away the axe and went to greet her, but found that the little girl took a step back helplessly.
He looked down at himself, reached out to wipe the sweat off his chest, shook it off and made way, "There's warm water in the room. I'll go wash up first. Your bag is in the bedroom."
Mu Huaixi nodded randomly, walked into the room without looking around, and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor. She originally wanted to pack up the clothes in the bag and hang them out, and find something to do for herself so that she wouldn't have to worry about it all the time.
But when she got to the bedroom, she found that Ying Mingcheng had already tidied everything. He had laid out two quilts on the newly made wooden bed according to her preferences. It felt soft to sit on, but the festive red sheets and the pillowcase with a picture of a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water were too eye-catching.
The bedroom was simply decorated, with only a bed and a large wardrobe. Half of the wardrobe was taken up by bedding, all of which were bought for her by Ying Mingcheng. There were eight thin and thick cotton quilts in total, and a five-pound Raschel wool blanket, which was considered the best dowry.
All of these were bought by Ying Mingcheng and her in Jiangcheng, without asking Xiao Gao for help at all. When they moved into the new house two days ago, he chose a busy time on the road and carried the beds one by one on his bicycle, just to save her face.
When Mu Huaixi heard about it from Sister Yu, she felt relieved. Ying Mingcheng seemed to care about her reputation more than she did, fearing that her bad family would cast a shadow on her.
The other half of the wardrobe was sparsely filled with the two people's clothes. Ying Mingcheng's side was full of military uniforms, and the elbows of one old sweater were almost worn out. Although she didn't have many pieces, they were all fashionable new clothes with delicate colors, which made his side look like a clump of weeds.
Mu Huaixi also found a red old-fashioned sweater in the closet that she had never seen before. The lapel was specially knitted into the shape of petals, which was very special and beautiful. She saw Xiao Gao's handwriting on the label, and she felt sweet in her heart when she thought of him asking Xiao Gao to buy clothes for her.
But the next second Mu Huaixi's face changed. She blushed as she held her bag. Ying Mingcheng helped her hang out her clothes and considerately left all her underwear in the bag.
But, there are only underwear left in the bag!
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