The Song family came with luggage this time, and planned to live directly with Uncle Yang, and wait until Song Baozhu's leg is healed before going back.

Regarding this, the second uncle Yang, who was not enough to live at home, could not tell, so he secretly called Yang Shifeng outside and discussed with him: "Shifeng, second uncle’s house doesn’t have so many beds to sleep in. This time your second aunt’s house Once I came down to live with four people, I couldn’t live there at all, the second uncle thought. At night, the second uncle brought the small one to squeeze with you?"

Yang Shifeng also knew about the second uncle’s house. There were three rooms in the house. A family of six was already crowded. They couldn’t turn over when they slept. When four people came, there was almost no place to go. This second aunt’s family doesn’t understand the situation at the second uncle’s house at all, but as a nephew, he has to help, "Okay, then second uncle, bring Xiaowen over to sleep with me."

Second Uncle Yang patted Yang Shifeng on the shoulder, "Thank you Shi Feng, Second Uncle didn't help you, but asked you to help me. Second Uncle is useless in this life."

Yang Shifeng shook his second uncle's hand that looked like an old tree withered bark. "Second uncle, you will also think about yourself in the future and don't exhaust your body."

Yang Ershu laughed when he was ironed by his nephew's concern, and touched his nephew's head lovingly as he did when he was a child, "Second Uncle knows, Second Uncle can still do it, he is full of energy!"

After Yang Ershu took the Song family away, Yang Shifeng told Eleven about the Yang Ershu who was coming to sleep with him. Eleven had no idea, anyway, this house belonged to Yang Shifeng, and she had no right to be beaked.

Eleventh was talking about the treatment of illnesses, "In the future, people will lie down for treatment, but there is no place to lie down. Is there a carpenter in the village selling beds?"

Yang Shifeng then remembered that there was really no bed in the house for eleven to treat people, and he couldn't let people go to lie down in eleven's room. In any case, the family’s bed can’t allow others to lie down for treatment, so Yang Shifeng thought for a while and said, “You don’t need to find a carpenter. I can work as a carpenter. Come one day tomorrow, and one bed will be ready."

Unexpectedly, Yang Shifeng could even work as a carpenter. This was a surprise for Eleven, "Do you still do this? Self-taught?"

Yang Shifeng shook his head, "Why is it so easy to learn by yourself? Grandpa. Grandpa used to be a well-known carpenter here. Many people came to find grandpa to make furniture. However, Grandpa couldn't work as a carpenter after he was injured. Grandpa lay on the bed and taught me. I have learned almost all these years."

Eleven: "Then you can fight everything?"

Yang Shifeng: "It's not good at everything, but it's okay. Do you still want me to fight?"

Eleven does have something to fight, "Can you give me a medicine kit, which is a case in which I can put the things I need to treat."

This Yang Shifeng knew, "Is it the same as the box that the doctor was carrying when he was visiting?"

Eleven didn't know what box the doctor brought here, but he thought it should be almost the same as she wanted, and said: "Then you can call me one according to that, and I'll give you the money."

Yang Shifeng pursed his lips, his eyes quickly crossed a little sadness, the next second he smiled slightly, and said: "I don't need money, eleven, it's a good thing for you to treat the villagers. It's okay to give you something, no Give money." He didn't want her to be so dismissive.

Eleven frowned. She felt that this was something she wanted. There was no reason for someone to do it for her for free. It was right to be paid, but he didn't want...

After this time of getting along, Yang Shifeng's temperament can be considered to be understood. This person has always been foolish to her and only gives or not, and she really can't get paid.

In this case, she can only use other methods he can accept to compensate him.

But what can be done? After thinking about it in my mind, Eleven finally decided to give a good idea that the Yang family could use, so he asked: "Your second uncle's house doesn't have enough beds, right?"

Yang Shifeng didn’t understand why she suddenly asked this question, so she nodded her head when she didn’t know, “Except for the eldest brother who sleeps in a bed alone, the other three children sleep on the same bed. , The second uncle is also very worried about this."

Eleven smiled, "Then I'll give you an idea so that your second uncle's house can sleep more loosely in the future?"

"Huh?" Yang Shifeng looked at Eleven with a puzzled look, "What can I do? There is no more room for my second uncle's house."

Eleven hooked her lips, "You don't need extra space. Can you find me a pen? I'm useful."

Yang Shifeng didn't ask much, and said: "Brother has it, I will find him to borrow it for you."

Yang Shifeng borrowed a pen and a piece of paper. Eleven drew a drawing of the upper and lower double bed directly on the paper, and then handed it to Yang Shifeng to see.

Yang Shifeng took a look, and was immediately attracted by the picture above. After watching it for a long time, he looked at Eleven in surprise, "Eleven, this is..."

Eleven explained: "This is a kind of bed. It is divided into two levels, connected by a ladder. It only occupies one bed, but it can sleep a few more people. You can try to type it out."

Yang Shifeng turned his eyes to the drawing again, and looked more carefully, the more he looked at his eyes, the more interested he became, and the corners of his mouth could not help but gently tilted up, "Eleventh, this bed is so easy to use. Bed, there are two beds in the same place, I never thought of this, eleven, thank you."

Eleven waved his hand. It’s not easy to tell Yang Shifeng that this bed is very common in later generations. "Don’t thank me, that’s how you pay me for hitting things. In the future, if you have more children, you can also play this kind of bed. Enough sleep."

Child... Yang Shifeng's heart suddenly jumped, and he subconsciously looked at Eleven's belly, thinking about his child's affairs uncontrollably in his mind.

He had never thought about having children before, because he didn't even think about it, but when he thought of having a child exactly like Eleven, his heart could not help but heat up. If so, he must not be greedy at all. As long as one is enough, he will be content in this life.

Seeing Yang Shifeng start to daze, Eleven shook his hand in front of his eyes, "What's wrong with you? What do you think?"

"Ah? Oh, no...nothing." Yang Shifeng was shaken to his senses, thinking of the things in his mind, his face quietly reddened, pursed his lips, grabbed the axe in the corner and walked away. Went out, "I'm going up the mountain to chop down trees."

Eleven shrugged, thinking he was weird.

Yang Shifeng spent half a day cutting a very thick tree from the mountain and came back. When he came back, he immediately got up on the eleventh eleven without having time to drink his saliva. Second Uncle Yang knew that it was made for the eleventh eleven to treat illness. I rolled up my sleeves to help. My uncle and nephew didn't sleep for two nights and worked till dawn. Because of the help of Yang Ershu, the speed was quickly fast. I made it out of bed the next morning.

"Second Uncle, thank you." Yang Shifeng thanked Yang Ershu.

Second Uncle Yang waved his hand, "You kid, what can you say to your Second Uncle? Second Uncle can't help you. It's okay to give you some strength."

Yang Shifeng smiled and took out the drawing drawn by Eleven in his arms and showed it to Ershu Yang, "Second Uncle, this is the drawing drawn for me on Eleven. Let me make a new bed for your house. With this bed, Your family will have enough sleep in the future, and there will be no need for several children to huddle together."

As soon as Uncle Yang heard it, he immediately looked at it carefully, and then he became excited at the sight, "There is such a bed. This bed is good, great, it must be enough to sleep, and it doesn't take up space. What do you think about it? I got up."

Yang Shifeng raised his mouth, "Eleventh is very smart, she thought."

Second Uncle Yang nodded with approval, "Eleven girl is so smart! Not only does she have good medical skills, she also paints this."

Yang Shifeng nodded, with a smile in his eyes.

"Second uncle, if this bed is made, it is estimated that it will take three trees." Yang Shifeng said after estimation.

Second Uncle Yang said with a smile: "Three trees are okay. I'm just free during this period. I'll go to the mountain to chop wood tomorrow. After I get back, I will trouble you to help your second uncle."

Yang Shifeng nodded naturally.

Second Uncle Yang was happy all night, and took the axe to go up the mountain the next day when it was overwhelmingly bright. His heart was full of wanting to make this idea of ​​getting in and out of bed as soon as possible. After Song Juanhua knew about it, she rarely thanked him. On the eleventh, when he came with the Song family in the morning, he thanked the eleventh for the matter.

Eleven didn't want to talk about Song Juanhua at all, and even wanted to kick Song Juanhua's big mouth out. If it weren't for her, could there be so many villagers here today?

In just one night, the villagers all knew that the eleventh was going to treat the lame brother of Song Juanhua’s leg today, and everyone was full of curiosity. Someone came to the door early in the morning and said that they wanted to see the eleventh heal the leg. Later, There are more and more people, one by one staring at the eleven questions, the lively level is almost catching up with the big show in the village.

Yang Shifeng frowned when he saw this, and went forward to speak nicely but forcefully persuaded everyone to go back one by one, and finally closed the gate to prevent all the people in the village from coming to see the Eleventh Rule. sick.

"Second aunt, don't call so many people here next time, they will disturb the eleventh to see a doctor." Yang Shifeng said lightly to Song Juanhua.

Song Juanhua said with a guilty conscience: "I didn't call them either. I just told them about my brother's treatment of the legs. I don't know if everyone is too idle to do it. I will talk about them later." She just couldn't keep her mouth idle. When she saw that everyone liked to talk about it, and then she told people to come and have a look, but she didn't expect so many people to come, she wouldn't dare to come next time.

"Shut up, let me go to the side, don't bother me to treat my legs." Eleven was too lazy to listen to Song Juanhua's words, and directly lowered his head to show Song Baozhu's legs.

Song Juanhua was chattering, and she stepped back and said nothing.

All the Song family dared not speak either, and stared at Eleven with all their attention.

Eleven fumbled carefully on Song Baozhu's lame leg, moving down inch by inch, and when he touched a place, his hand stopped and found the source of the person's lame leg.

It turned out that the bones here were misplaced, they weren't well grown and they were not connected properly. Because the bones were deformed, it was difficult to connect them. This is why the Song family saw many doctors and couldn't heal them.

Eleven’s first thing to do is to return the bone to its original position, but it will be very painful. Eleven doesn’t really want her to be kicked by this person during the bone setting, or the wrong position, so she has to do it again. After one time, he beckoned to Yang Shifeng, "You press his leg, no matter what, keep his leg still."

Yang Shifeng nodded and pressed Song Baozhu's leg with all his strength in accordance with Eleven's instructions, "You do it, you must not let him move."

Seeing this posture, the Song family was shocked. Song Baozhu was the first to bear the brunt. The sweat on his forehead was nervous, "Eleventh doctor, isn't this painful?"

Song's father and Song's mother also stepped forward to worry and said: "Eleventh doctor, you can do it lightly."

Eleven washed his hands with the hot water next to him, and said as he washed, "It hurts, why don't you take care of it?"

The Song family choked, and stopped talking in a jealousy.

Eleven waved his hand to make them stand aside, and then pinched the misplaced bone without saying a word, and moved slowly.

Suddenly, the sound of killing a pig sounded in the air.