Chapter 471 Teaching the Nanny to Strike a Match
Before the New Year, I immediately started visiting my master's home with Mr. Deng.
The master was in the living room, fortune-telling for someone. When Mr. Deng and I entered, he said, "You two go sit in the study. I'll be right here."
Upon hearing the noise, the Master's wife came out from the backyard and led us to the study, where she served us tea and fruit. She said:
"When I heard you two were coming, I asked the babysitter to buy a big fish."
I said, "The Master's wife is like a mother. She even remembers what we like to eat."
The wife said, "Others may not remember everything, but I know both of your preferences."
Mr. Deng said, "Master's wife, both of you have rosy complexions and look much better than last time."
The master's wife smiled and said, "It's all thanks to you that I'm still living comfortably in my hometown. You guys sit down first, I'll go get some side dishes." After that, she got up and left.
Mr. Deng asked me, "Guess what side dish the Master's wife was talking about?"
I thought about it, slapped my thigh, and said, "Huo Xiang."
President Deng nodded and smiled, "She knows that we both don't like to eat perilla, we only like to eat Huoxiang."
After a while, the master came in, his steps more vigorous than before. After sitting down, he asked about General Deng's visit to Shangzhou. General Deng told him everything.
Without waiting for him to ask, I briefly told him about my trip to Dali and my move.
The master nodded and said, "I'm happy that you're doing well. After I came back, my health recovered quickly and I practiced Tai Chi every morning."
Mr. Deng said, "You are a long-lived person. Your eyebrows are so long."
The master smiled faintly: "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven. No one can predict whether you will live a long life, so live happily every day."
Mr. Deng said, "That's true. I didn't believe in fate before, but now I do."
Master said, "Zeng Shiqiang once said, 'If a person over forty still doesn't believe in fate, he is a bit foolish.'"
I suddenly felt the urge to urinate, so I stood up and walked out of the study. I went to the bathroom, closed the door, and was greeted by a strong odor of urine. A closer look revealed that the bathroom was in good condition, spotless everywhere.
I realized that Master must have diabetes, a chronic disease that currently has no cure in the world.
Back in the study, Mr. Deng was having a pleasant conversation with Master. I didn't interrupt, but just listened. Master noticed my mood and asked:
"Why don't you talk after going out for a while?"
I smiled wryly and asked, "Have you been to the hospital for a checkup? I think you have diabetes."
"I've had a checkup, and it's there. I'm taking medication every day to control it, and I also pay attention to my diet."
Mr. Deng said: "It's a bit strange. I also have mild diabetes and like to read information about it. The doctor said that people with diabetes should not eat sweets.
Another doctor wrote an article saying that Americans love to eat sweets, so sweet that they are a bit cloying, but there are not many people with diabetes.
Master said, "This is due to the adverse effects of their eating habits. Because they have been eating sweets all the time, their bodies have produced certain enzymes that break down the sugar.
We didn’t have many cases of diabetes before. Now that life has improved, there are more obese people and more diabetes.”
I said, "You still need to pay attention to your diet. Try to eat less salt and fat, avoid soft drinks, avoid fried foods, eat less dried fruits, avoid bananas, grapes, dates, and honey."
Mr. Deng said, "Yes, your health is very important. You are the spiritual idol of Shanhong and me."
I said, "After the New Year, go to the Provincial College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and I'll ask a famous old Chinese doctor to check your health."
Master said, “Thank you for your concern.”
After chatting for a while, Master's cell phone rang, and he went outside to answer it. Mr. Deng asked, "You can tell at a glance that Master has diabetes. He's self-taught in Traditional Chinese Medicine, and he's quite good at it."
I whispered to him what happened in the bathroom.
"Oh——" he nodded.
I said, "Do you still keep those kinds of matches on the table in your Little Songcheng?"
He said, "Yes. I have them all at home."
I said, "Tell someone to send ten boxes first."
"do what?"
At this moment, Master came in. I stopped talking.
Mr. Deng was a smart man, so he stood up and left. The master said, "Since you were coming, I ordered some tea from Master Cheng, and he'll send it over right away."
I said it was nothing, just a small gift from the master, and now I have learned not to refuse. Refusing would be awkward.
I said, "I'm going to get some things from the car." I walked outside, picked up a cardboard box from the back seat, came back and said, "Two packs of cigarettes and two bottles of wine." After that, I opened the bookcase and put the things in.
Then he pulled out a card: "It's from China Construction Bank, the password is six eights."
He said, "How much?"
I said, "Not much, one hundred thousand."
He said, "You gave me so much money last time, and you gave me more this time."
I said, "Take it. Boss Deng will come in later and it will make everyone feel awkward."
He took it, held it in his palm, and said, "My memory is getting worse and worse, so I'll give it to your master's wife for safekeeping."
I took the opportunity to go for a walk outside. Mr. Deng was also walking around outside. At this time, someone came over and handed Mr. Deng a paper bag.
Mr. Deng stopped questioning me and handed me the paper bag. Then the nanny came out and told us to go in for dinner.
I waved to the nurse. She came over. I whispered to her:
"There's a smell in the bathroom. Go in there every day and light a match. Blow it out when it's almost burned. That way the smell will go away. There are matches in this paper bag. When you're done, go to Mr. Deng's house and get them."
She asked, "Can I remove the smell now?"
I nodded.
The lunch was delicious, but I didn't drink because I had to drive. When we left, the master's wife gave each of us three pounds of tea.
Since I was here, I went to Mr. Deng's house to wish him a happy new year in advance, gave him some gifts, and told him about the odor removal method for matches.
In the afternoon, I drove back upstate and went straight to Mr. Shu's home, bringing him some gifts and wishing him a happy new year. Mr. Shu wanted to have me stay for dinner, but I said we could have it another day. Everyone's busy at the end of the year.
At this time, Captain Gu called.
She said, "Brother, you had to hide your move from me. If Yiwei hadn't told me, I would have thought you lived in Xu Ri. Now that you're living in the rich area, you don't care about us poor people?"
I laughed and said, "It didn't alarm anyone. Moving is a common thing. Who hasn't moved a few times? I'll invite you to come and play when I have time."
"Look, you turned me away with just one sentence. You're less than 200 meters away from your home. Are you not welcome?"
Then, Yiwei's voice changed: "Don't worry, I just ate at your house yesterday, so I won't eat at a rich restaurant tonight. Come over to my house for dinner. The team leader is here."
I said, "Okay. It'll take an hour. I'm on my way home."
After hanging up the phone, I thought, Captain Gu always said that Jiang Yiwei was scheming and he didn't like her behavior, so how come they are mixed up together now?
They must be running the class together.
Jiang Yiwei wants to borrow the golden signboard of Captain Gu.
This is absolutely certain. People, there's no such thing as opposites. Even if we're no longer together, we can still be friends. It's true, it's always on and off, back and forth. Even the gray-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the riverbank must smile at the spring breeze.
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