Yang Shifeng pressed Song Baozhu's leg that he wanted to kick indiscriminately, pressing his forehead with sweat, and did not make him move at all, which also allowed Eleven to successfully bring the bone back to its original position.

This connects the bones, and then only needs to slowly restore the bones to their original shape. On eleven, find the corresponding herbs, mash them, apply them to Song Baozhu's legs, and wrap them with gauze.

Seeing that the eleventh took the hand, the Song family hurriedly rushed forward, and Song mother asked: "Eleventh doctor, is this all right?"

Eleven nodded, "I will come here every two days to change the medicine, and then drink the medicine according to the prescription I gave." Eleven went to the yard and grabbed a few from the herbs she had processed. Proportionally, carefully match it and give it to the Song family.

The Song family was overjoyed, took the medicine packet happily, and carried Song Baozhu back to Uncle Yang's house.

At this time, Yang Shifeng brought a basin of water and put it on the table, "October, wash your hands."

On October 11, I was about to wash my hands. The water came, and I couldn't help but smile at Yang Shifeng, "Thank you."

Yang Shifeng smiled and didn't say anything. He sat down in front of the wood in the yard again, picked up the tool and planed the wood.

Eleven squatted in front of him, watching his big rough hands move skillfully and quickly on the wood. After a while, the prototype of a medicine box came out. Yang Shifeng picked up the polishing tool and began to polish the wooden box carefully. After polishing a cup of tea, a pretty-looking medicine cabinet is completed. The inside is divided into compartments and compartments, which can be divided into different categories.

Eleven was satisfied, "Yang Shifeng, your carpenter's craftsmanship is good."

Yang Shifeng smiled and shook his head, "It's far worse than Grandpa."

Eleven took the medicine box and looked at it carefully. Seeing what Yang Shifeng was still doing, he asked, "What are you still doing?"

Yang Shifeng smiled while drawing lines on the wood with his charcoal head, "You'll find out later."

When I saw that he was still mysterious on the 11th, I shrugged and didn't ask any more. He just watched it from the side. As a result, I saw that an exquisite swing was formed.

Eleven was surprised, "Yang Shifeng, are you doing a swing?"

Yang Shifeng nodded, took the two thick ropes he had prepared and walked under the big tree in the yard. He threw the rope on the thickest branch and replied, "I will make you a swing. Have fun."

In fact, Yang Shifeng was afraid that Eleven would be bored. When he was okay, he would see Eleven squatting in front of the chicken coop to watch the chickens. He was afraid that she would be bored, so he remembered to make her a swing and play in the yard when he was okay.

After eleventh came, I got interested, went under the tree and watched Yang Shifeng's swing. She knows the swing, but she has never played it, because it was played by children under the age of six in the last days. When she was young, she was kept in the experimental base. It is impossible to touch this. I’m out, and I don’t have time and mood to play this. Maybe he was playing with him, but he was given him a bit by his opponent. When the time came, he wouldn't know how to die.

However, she never expected that she would have a special swing when she came here! Rao has always had no interest in playing on November, and he is also full of expectations at this moment.

Yang Shifeng looked at the shining eyes of eleven, with a soft smile in his eyes, climbed up the tree in twos and threes, tied the rope that was just thrown up to the branches, then jumped down again, and fixed the other end of the rope to the swing. On the board.

Yang Shifeng didn't dare to let the eleventh try first. Instead, he sat on it first, pressed down hard, and swayed twice. After confirming that the swing was okay, he stood up and let out the swing. : "Okay, you can play, you come and try."

On the eleventh, he smiled and ran over immediately, sat on the swing, and supported his feet on the ground, and the person swayed, and the breeze blew across his face, as if flying.

Eleven couldn't help but laughed, and the laughter was particularly crisp, "Yang Shifeng, I'm flying."

The eleventh at this moment is like a child happily, not at all the usual appearance, but this eleventh makes Yang Shifeng soft, and the warm current of happiness fills his chest, if it can be exposed for eleven days and days With such a smile, he was willing to do anything.

Yang Shifeng stood behind Eleven silently, "Eleven, can I push you?"

Eleven nodded, "Okay, then you have to push it higher."

"Okay, then you hold on tight." Yang Shifeng smiled, stretched out his hand to grab the rope, pushed hard, and eleven was sent high in the air. Suddenly, the entire yard was full of eleven laughter.

Grandpa Yang saw the two people in the yard through the window of the room, and smiled silently, the corners of his eyes were quietly wet.

It would be great if these two children kept doing this.

After playing for a long time on November, I took a break, sat on the swing and swayed slowly, watching Yang Shifeng beat on the ground again. This time Yang Shifeng was making double crutches for Grandpa Yang. The eleven said Yang Grandpa can try to walk around with a walking stick and let his legs try to start to work hard, so that he can slowly recover.

Eleven looked at his flexible hands for a while, and said in a casual chat: "You can do carpentry work so well. You can decorate your own home in the future. You can decorate what you want to play, and you can decorate it beautifully."

When Yang Shifeng heard the words, he was stunned and then laughed, and said: "Now the furniture in my house is made when my grandfather first got married. I haven't changed it for so many years. Because of my grandpa's illness, he didn't have the time and mood to change it. There’s nothing inside.” Just giving Grandpa the money for the medicine to cure his illness would cost him all his time and energy. Naturally, he didn’t have the heart to decorate his home. Of course, he couldn’t bear the money, but if he wanted to get married in the future, the family It really can't be like this inside.

Yang Shifeng glanced at Eleven, then lowered his head to do the things in his hand, and pretended to ask Eleven casually while doing it: "What if it were you? If you come to decorate the house, how would you like to decorate it?"

I didn't think much about it during the eleventh period. I followed Yang Shifeng's words, but I remembered some modern decoration styles, which are definitely not possible here. At least things like toilet shower bathtubs are absent.

If you are here, what is the best look you can make? Eleven held his cheeks in his mind and tried to say: "Well... at least if the roof is tiled, the thatch is too ugly and not strong, and then the wall should be painted with white dust. Go up, the whole wall is white and bright, and the room looks bright."

Yang Shifeng stopped his movements and listened carefully, "Then what?"

"Then, the ground can't be muddy ground. It must be paved with smooth stone bricks, just like a restaurant in town."

"As for the rest, the most important thing is the toilet. The toilet must be clean, it must be free of odor, and it must be able to flush the toilet with water. Then there must be a bathtub in the toilet, which can be connected to a water pipe. Convenient, you can take a bath in the toilet every day." The toilet here is the most annoying thing about Eleven. It's really disgusting. If it can, she really doesn't want to go in at all.

But as she talked about the eleven, she laughed, feeling as if she was talking in vain. The people here must not understand what she said. After all, no one has seen modern decoration. Yang Shifeng guesses it sounds like a cloud of mist?

Eleven smiled and asked Yang Shifeng: "Is it not understandable? I'm just playing nonsense."

Yang Shifeng pursed his lips and shook his head. Without saying anything, he lowered his head and continued to be a walking stick.

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Yang Shifeng’s walking stick was used for several days, and after finishing it, I wrapped a few layers of cloth on it, and also specially made anti-skid treatment underground, so that it won’t hurt when it’s caught under the armpit, and it won’t slip when walking. .

At this time, eleven asked Yang Shifeng to get out of bed with Grandpa Yang and tried to walk with a cane.

Yang Shifeng put the walking stick next to the bed, first helped Grandpa Yang out of the bed, and then put the walking stick under his armpit.

Grandpa Yang put his hands on the crossbar of the walking stick and firmly held it, and slowly touched his feet to the ground. Then, his legs touched the ground with a little force. With this force, Grandpa Yang frowned immediately, and his sweat broke out. come out.

Yang Shifeng supported Grandpa Yang anxiously, not daring to throw his hands away, "Master, can you do this?"

Grandpa Yang nodded in sweat, "Okay, my legs are strong, but they hurt a little, but I can't always lie on the bed. I have to try to walk slowly, Shi Feng, don’t use it. With so much strength to help me, I will come by myself."

Eleven also said to the side: "Yang Shifeng, you just need to protect a spot by your side. Let Grandpa Yang use his strength, and you will be better if you walk more."

Yang Shifeng nodded and slowly removed the strength from his arm, allowing Grandpa Yang to support himself.

Grandpa Yang steadied, bit his lip, and slowly stepped out of his right foot. When he stepped out, he was so tired that he took a breath, but the results are still very gratifying. This successful step is very important for the paralysis. For Grandpa Yang, who has been in bed for more than ten years, it was a great surprise.

Grandpa Yang rekindled hope for life.

"Shi Feng, you think it's okay for grandpa, don't help me, grandpa takes your time." The old man aroused fighting spirit.

Yang Shifeng didn't stop him when he saw it. He opened his hand to protect him, letting Grandpa Yang move slowly, and only stepped forward to protect him when he was about to fall down.

Grandpa Yang endured the pain and gasped and moved step by step, moving from the bedside to the door, and then sitting on the chair for half an hour, rested and continued to stand up, and slowly moved from the door to the entrance of the hall. Then I saw my yard in a real way.

Grandpa Yang's eyes were red with excitement, and his voice was choked up, "Shi Feng, grandpa hasn't stood here for many years to look at his yard. I didn't expect to have this opportunity when he was old. Grandpa is lucky. Ah."

Yang Shifeng silently patted Grandpa Yang's arm, turned his head and smiled at Eleven.

He knew that all of this was due to Eleven, and meeting her was the greatest fortune in his life.

At this time, someone passed by the gate of Yang Shifeng's house and inadvertently glanced in. It turned out that he saw Grandpa Yang standing at the door of the main hall. The figure who walked by retreated in surprise and stood at the door and took a closer look. , Realizing that it was Grandpa Yang himself, his eyes widened because of unbelievability, and he walked in directly.

"Lao Yang, are you alright? Are you able to stand?" The visitor asked in surprise.

Grandpa Yang laughed when he saw the visitor, and replied heartily: "Old Li, I don’t think I’ve been paralyzed for more than ten years and I can get better again? Haha, I can’t think of it, thanks to the Eleventh Doctor, she counts. It's completely cured for me, isn't it possible to go now."

The visitor is Old Man Li, who is the same generation of Grandpa Yang. The two have been good friends for many years. Later, Grandpa Yang was paralyzed in bed. Mr. Li would come to visit Grandpa Yang during the holidays. The two chatted home.

Grandpa Li stepped forward to hold Grandpa Yang and patted him on the chest, "Okay old man, you are so lucky, this time is great, when you are done, we will go down to the fields together!" "

Grandpa Yang laughed loudly, "That's not right, when I get better, I still cut the rice faster than you."

The two elders laughed again.