When Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi returned home, it was about seven o''clock.


    After entering the door to change shoes, Wu Zhongtai sat in a chair and pinched Zhang Lan''s legs.


    Lying flat for 8 weeks is a kind of torture for a normal person. Long term lack of exercise will lead to muscle atrophy and weakness. Therefore, it is necessary to massage properly and keep the blood supply unobstructed during the rest period.


    Hearing that Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi came back, Wu Zhongtai said, "the food is in the kitchen. See if it''s cold."


    Wu Zhongtai''s tone of voice was very flat, but Wu Mian caught a trace of emotional difference in an instant.


    "Dad, what''s the matter with you?" Wu Mian didn''t care. After changing his shoes, he went to the kitchen to see what delicious food he had prepared.


    "It''s all right," Wu Zhongtai said gloomily.


    "Don''t mention it. I can''t help you. I can''t hear it yet. Which lazy man makes you angry? Targeted poverty alleviation is difficult. Let''s hear it." Wu Mian asked, "when are you going to start poverty alleviation?"


    "No head." Wu Zhongtai said in a low voice.


    Wu Mian knew it was angry. He didn''t know the situation in the south, but there was a large black land in the northeast. It is not easy to get rid of poverty, but it is not easy to starve to death. Of course, during natural disasters, the Northeast did not suffer much hunger.


    Once upon a time, Wu Zhongtai said that when they were young, they had no food, so a bunch of children went to dig voles in the field. Voles have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every grain is placed neatly. It looks enough to make patients with dense phobia attack.


    Let alone food. If there are sunflowers, voles can transport all the seeds back, knock off the skin of the seeds one by one, and store them for the winter.


    "Dad, don''t worry, just about." Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi brought the food to the table, paused with chopsticks and said while eating.


    "Alas." Wu Zhongtai sighed, "tell me about your young people. They are spoiled and more pretentious one by one."


    "I''m not happy if you say that. Why did our young people annoy you? It''s a college student. The village head is lazy again?" Wu Mian asked with a smile.


    "Yes." Wu Zhongtai beat Zhang Lan''s legs and said, "just as it was cold, a village official said his hands were cold. Don''t you think it''s bullshit. I can''t lie well. I recognized both hands. He only said his right hand was weak. Isn''t it bullshit!"


    "Only one hand, so he doesn''t wear gloves?" Wu Mian asked with a smile.


    College student village officials just say good things. A group of young people from the ivory tower come to the grass-roots level. They have never expected countless situations.


    The situation at the grass-roots level is extremely complex, and the knowledge learned in the ivory tower cannot be easily solved. Even in many cases, contrary to their cognition, some college student village officials are directly decadent and at a loss.


    "It''s better for the old party secretary to work at the grass-roots level without scolding two voices?" Wu Zhongtai said.


    "Cut." Wu Mian said contemptuously, "how old is the old branch secretary? There is an old volunteer soldier in my special needs ward. He has been working as the old branch secretary for decades. He has enough prestige. The real estate business suitcase has money to buy land, and he has turned him back."


    Chu Zhixi looked at Wu Mian with a smile. Only when he was at home would his brother have such a rich expression.


    "But how old are people? There are so many problems at the grass-roots level. You can''t point to the old Party branch secretaries." Wu Mian said, "young people always want to grow up. I trained a doctor from Tiannan yesterday."


    "Why should you scold others?"


    "Seeing a doctor is like going to the grass-roots level. There are many troubles. I''ve asked all the medical history, and she doesn''t know what the problem is."


    "Brother, you just see that she is a doctor of Tiannan Medical University, and you can know what the disease is in advance. But it''s Albright syndrome, not to mention a doctor, whether her teacher knows it or not."


    "Yes, the girl is right." Wu Mian smiled. "What did the village official say? He can''t stretch out his hand when it''s cold? He''s very delicate."


    Wu Mian changed the subject.


    "I''m usually delicate. I always say my hands are weak. What''s the use of them if they can''t carry their shoulders or lift their hands." Wu Zhongtai said.


    "It''s mechanized now. It''s all intelligent in a few years. Why do you have to work so hard." Wu Mian quarreled with Wu Zhongtai while rowing and pulling the rice.


    He ate so fast that a large bowl of rice was pulled into an empty bowl in the blink of an eye.


    "Xiao Mian, eat slowly." Zhang Lan said.


    "Hey, I''m used to it." Wu Mian said with a smile, "this is the general routine skill of hospitalization. If you eat slowly, you may not catch up with the heat. Come to a patient for rescue and surgery. After you come back, the food is cold, and it doesn''t taste as good as before."


    "You''re not always in hospital now. Eat slowly." Zhang Lan frowned slightly.


    "OK, OK." Wu Mian didn''t dare to talk back to his mother. He said that it was estimated that Zhang Lan had a hundred words waiting behind him, and quickly raised his hand to surrender.


    Chu knew Xi was not happy to eat. Wu Mian sat smiling and watched her eat.


    "Dad, if you can''t change people, it''s no use getting angry." Wu Mian said, "anger hurts your body. You''re too old to make mistakes."


    "I don''t like such lazy people. If I don''t do well as a village official, I''ve already thought about something." Wu Zhongtai said contemptuously, "do you know what he said?"


    "Southerners, not used to it."


    "He said that he had no strength in one hand and couldn''t even hold his pen when it was cold. MD didn''t tell a lie well. Isn''t this a fool?!" Wu Zhongtai scolded.


    "Lao Wu, keep your voice down." Zhang Lan winked at Wu Zhongtai, indicating that Chu knew Xi was still there.


    Wu Zhongtai was silent and stopped talking.


    "Dad, what''s that man like?" Wu Mian asked.


    "Why are you asking this?"


    "Just talk."


    "After graduating from university this year, he said that he was a cadre of the student union and was ready to go deep into the grass-roots level and take root in rural construction. It looked very positive, but one set before another and one set after another. This man really couldn''t see it." Wu Zhongtai sighed and said, "you say, who doesn''t know that he suffered outside in the cold? But he was fine and began to take a sick call."


    "No, you can''t bring it here for me to see." Wu Mian said, "if I diagnose it, I don''t believe who he can overthrow."


    "Hmm?" Wu Zhongtai thought.


    "Well, you take him to bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital and make a diagnosis. What if he goes to medical university to make another diagnosis? He''s a superior hospital. But no one dares to overturn the diagnosis after I''ve seen the patients."


    "What if he doesn''t say?" Wu Zhongtai asked.


    "If you don''t say it, don''t say it. Put the two diagnosis books there. You tell him that only the diagnosis I gave is valid. If you can''t, let him go to the medical university to ask. I''ll see who dares to say no. Wu Mian smiled at Chu Zhixi for dinner. What he said was logical and didn''t feel domineering at all.