"Brother, you haven''t said why you have to find lanko." Chu Zhixi saw Taoist Lin coming back and knew that the chat was over, but he asked directly before listening to his brother''s answer.


    "Silly girl." Wu Mian saw three people coming in from the back door. Taoist Lin held Lin Yun''s hand, followed by a strong man with a bald head, a slightly crooked neck and a limp.


    "The hollowing out of the United States has been very serious. In 10 years, we have surpassed him in terms of industrial GDP. As for now, the gap is obvious. Capital favors China. The United States wants to drive back the capital and complete the cycle of collecting wool in the past. Therefore, if possible, we''d better do our best to keep the capital."


    "Hehe, brother, you are really worried. Eh? He is really the navigator who was injured in Yanghe hospital!" Chu Zhixi recognized the identity of the strong man when he saw the surgical incision on his back neck from the side.


    Chu Zhixi never remembers what the patient looks like, but he knows at a glance the incision he cut. Although the strong man wears a simple neck cover to fix the neck, so as not to aggravate the injury due to habitual exercise.


    "Little martial uncle, it''s him," Taoist Lin said.


    "Why did you leave the hospital so early? The dealer won''t pay after I left?" Wu Mian asked leisurely, lying on a bamboo chair.


    The bald man did not answer Wu Mian''s question at the first time, but limped to Wu Mian and bowed deeply.


    "Mr. Wu, don''t say anything about your kindness," said the strong man.


    Wu Mian picked up the tea and sipped it gently. Taoist Lin, the tea here is quite good.


    "I recovered quickly. I left by myself four days ago. The rest is rest, not in the hospital." the strong man said in a deep voice when he saw that Wu Mian didn''t speak and knew what he meant.


    "The recovery is good, but we still need to move less. How can we say that it is also an atlas fracture? Why don''t you wear a standard neck support?"


    "That''s all right. Remind me not to move." the strong man said respectfully.


    "Oh, that''s good. In short, just pay attention." Wu Mian smiled and put down the tea. "Thank you. You can go back."


    The strong man bowed down again without saying anything grateful.


    When he was about to turn around, Wu Mian asked, "did you hurt the bear?"


    The strong man paused and said, "well, I happened to meet him when I lived in the woods."


    His explanation was very simple, but Wu Mian thought things began to become interesting.


    "Can you carry it? I want to operate on the black bear. I need your help." Wu Mian asked.


    "I have no problem with my health." the strong man said, "Mr. Wu..."


    "Just call me Miss Wu."


    "Miss Wu, I have fixed the fracture of the bear''s forearm. I can grow it myself," said the strong man.


    "It''s not this. I suspect it has cholecystitis," said Wu Mian. "We''ll have a B-ultrasound and hurry up to a small operation to solve the problem."


    The strong man didn''t question, but turned around and stood aside with his hands down.


    "Sit down, what''s your name?"


    "Gravel," said the strong man.


    Wu Mian nodded and said, "lie down and rest as much as possible and move less. You should be more careful if you hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days."


    "OK." the gravel is like a puppet, and its voice is also very straight. It looks like a poorly made puppet.


    Wu Mian smiled and lay on the bamboo chair, slightly closing his eyes.


    The air is humid, the cloud pressure is very low, and it''s going to rain. It''s past the beginning of autumn. It''s raining now. An autumn rain and a cool one. It''s estimated that it won''t be long before laogua gets a bird''s-eye view of the mountain. It''s golden. It''s completely different from summer.


    "Little martial uncle, are you really going to have an operation? That''s a blind bear." Taoist Lin came up and asked anxiously.


    "Under your Taoist robe, give me the key in your right pants pocket." Wu Mian closed his eyes and whispered, "if you''re afraid, don''t follow. The whole operation will take more than ten minutes, soon. By the way, Lao Lin, bear gall, you can either?"


    "..." Taoist Lin said he couldn''t understand the optimism of little martial uncle.


    This is not chicken soup. It belongs to heartless nonsense.


    "Just now I saw that you were really afraid, and it was inconvenient to have a girl and Lin Yun. It would be much better to have gravel as my assistant. Gravel, gravel... That''s a good name."


    Taoist Lin couldn''t understand the merits of such an ordinary name. He could only sit quietly and make tea for Wu Mian.


    After a few mouthfuls of hot tea, Taoist Lin was warm. See Chu Zhixi sitting next to Wu Mian, with a book on his knee. He didn''t turn a page for a few minutes, as if facing the book.


    The little martial uncle was lying on the bamboo chair with his eyes closed. If it weren''t for the constant tapping of his right finger on the armrest of the bamboo chair, he would think he was asleep. These two people are very strange, especially little martial uncle.


    "Little Shiniang, when I came in, I heard you and little Shishu talking about capital." Taoist Lin felt so bored that he didn''t have anything to talk to at first.


    Chu Zhixi looked up and smiled, but he didn''t speak.


    "Lao Lin, if you have time to help your children with their homework, don''t listen to these things," Wu Mian said.


    Lin Yun hid beside Taoist Lin and listened to what Wu Mian said. He looked at Wu Mian with a bitter face.


    "After all, you should learn something well. You don''t want Lin Yun to stay and be a little Taoist."


    "Children don''t want to learn." Taoist Lin said with a sad face.


    "Oh." Wu Mian changed a more comfortable position, "how did your father urge you?"


    "Little martial uncle, it''s all quality education now." Taoist Lin said with a smile.


    "Bullshit." Wu Mian said contemptuously, "that''s what people with ulterior motives deliberately say. Believe him, you''ll lose. Life is fair... The college entrance examination may be the fairest competition, so give up?"


    "I heard a few days ago that someone went to college under a false name."


    "Well, that''s just a few. What we Chinese pay attention to is a man who serves as Tian Shirang in the morning and ascends the emperor''s Hall in the evening. He has no seed in the general, and a man should be self-improvement." Wu Mian closed his eyes and said leisurely, "what kind of quality education do you really think the American emperor''s set is easy to use? People have a red neck, old black and old ink at the bottom. The more stupid the better."


    "..." Taoist Lin was stunned. "Little martial uncle, you''re not right. It seems that the technology of the US emperor is the first in the world."


    "How many senior scholars all over the world immigrate in the past every year? The siphon effect at the top doesn''t care about the bottom. The more stupid the bottom is, the better. Anyway, they are only the denominator, which is different from us."


    "Er..."


    "The children of upper class families in the United States go to Ivy League and take medicine all year round in order to be energetic. Those clever drugs are spread from Ivy League." Wu Mian said, "since you want to adopt, you have to be responsible for your children. I don''t know how to manage it. You can refer to your father to manage you."