It's not that easy

  Actually, at first, Zhang Jin didn't want to take in Liu Lao Yezi for treatment. Mainly because when they first met, this Liu Lao Yezi gave him a really bad impression. This kind of self-proclaimed proud and arrogant person can't stand having sand in his eyes. Whenever something is said or done that's not right, this old man would suddenly lose his temper and scold people, just like the last time he came to freeload food with the group. And Zhang Jin wasn't even his grandson, why should he put up with this kind of treatment?

  But when he saw the old man come to his door, showing that eager and fearful look, Zhang Jin softened again, and vaguely agreed. So much so that on the same night in bed, he lamented himself, "Alas, I'm still not good at cultivating! How did I become soft-hearted?"

  When I worked in the hospital, I was known as a 'heart harder than iron, mouth harder than heart' unscrupulous doctor! It seems that having a thick skin and a hard heart is like practicing martial arts, 'going against the current, if you don't move forward, you'll fall behind.' Not working in the pharmacy department for a while, even my 'iron stone heart' skills have degenerated.

  It wasn't until several days later that Zhang Jin discovered that this old man Liu seemed not to be as difficult to get along with as he had imagined. Although his words were not so tactful and smooth, they were more straightforward and sincere. His personality was also not like the previous imagination of being full of thorns, stabbing whoever he met, but instead had some childlike cuteness.

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  As people get older, they sleep less. Moreover, the elderly are more likely to adopt a regular lifestyle of "early to bed and early to rise" for health preservation, so generally speaking, the elderly tend to wake up earlier. Young people, on the other hand, are just the opposite - whether they are students or young working professionals, they often stay up late and sleep in late.

  So in almost every city square, every park, you see people doing morning exercises every morning, mostly old men and women, doing exercises, dancing, practicing Tai Chi.

  Liu Lao Ye, who had settled down at Zhang Jin's house the day before, was no exception. As soon as the rooster in Zhang Jin's house crowed for the second time, this old man over sixty years old woke up and looked at the alarm clock on his bedside table, which showed exactly 5 o'clock.

  After the first acupuncture treatment last night, drinking the first bowl of Chinese medicine personally prepared by Zhang Jin, plus the quiet and serene environment and fresh air around Zhang Jin's home, Old Man Liu slept a good sleep that he had never had before in his memory. As soon as he got up this morning, he felt an unprecedented lightness all over his body, and his skin was refreshing and transparent, as if it could breathe.

  After washing his face and brushing his teeth in the bathroom on the first floor, Old Man Liu pushed open the door with a spirited look and walked into the front yard. Morning Tai Chi was Old Man Liu's daily must-do lesson.

  "Hey, Old Man Liu, good morning!" Just as Old Man Liu had walked into the front yard, a voice came from the balcony on the second floor. Turning his head to look, it was Zhang Jin, who had just finished an hour of morning exercise!

  "Good morning! It's rare for young people like you, Little Zhang, to get up so early." Old Man Liu was also a bit surprised that Zhang Jin got up so early.

  Zhang Jin smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "I guess you slept too much during the day, so you can't sleep until dawn." After casually explaining, Zhang Jin continued, "You're also up for exercise, right? I'll go eat breakfast after my workout. I won't wait for you." After receiving Liu's response, Zhang Jin smiled and nodded before turning around and disappearing onto the second-floor balcony.

  These days are so sunny, it's been scorching hot since 6 o'clock in the morning, and it's impossible to stay on the balcony. So just after 7 o'clock, after Old Liu finished his boxing practice and had breakfast, Zhang Jin was already lying on a recliner under the old locust tree, reading "A German Course for Social Interactions".

  Mr. Liu, who had just walked into the backyard, couldn't help but think to himself as he looked at Zhang Jin lying on the chaise longue: "Just now I was thinking that this young Zhang is quite diligent and gets up early! But it turns out that after turning around, he's lying down again..."

  Liu Lao Yezi thought to himself, but didn't say it out loud. Although this Liu Lao Yezi had a bit of a temper and was somewhat eccentric, he was after all over sixty years old, so he couldn't be completely clueless about human relationships and worldly matters.

  He also knew that he was a guest in someone else's home, and they hadn't known each other for long, so they weren't familiar. Moreover, he still had to rely on them to survive, so he had to be careful about what to say and what not to say. A patient offending a doctor is never justified, no matter what, that can only be considered stupid.

  "Hey, Little Zhang is reading a book! What book is it?" Old Man Liu said as he walked over, trying to make small talk.

  Zhang Jin looked up and glanced at Old Man Liu, who was approaching him. He leaned forward slightly, pointing to the chair beside him and said, "Old Liu, you've finished eating, haven't you? Come on, there's a chair over there, take a seat."

  After finishing speaking, Zhang Jin raised the book in his hand and showed him the cover, "At home with nothing to do, learn something casually, all depends on interest."

  After seeing the title of the book in Zhang Jin's hand, the lazy image that had just emerged in Old Man Liu's heart shattered again and recondensed into a diligent and progressive young man. "So he was studying! Nowadays, young people are more and more frivolous and arrogant. Those who are willing to work hard to improve themselves are also fewer and fewer." As someone who has worked in education and culture for his whole life, Old Man Liu had a deep understanding of this.

  Old Master Liu, who had a very good impression of Zhang Jin, naturally put on a sincere smile: "Just finished breakfast, want to digest it, don't do anything. You read your book, I'll take a walk around." As he spoke, he walked with his hands behind his back in the not-so-small courtyard of Zhang Jin's house.

  Two hours later, Zhang Jin finished his reading task for the day, got up from the recliner and walked towards the storage room on the first floor. Next, it was time to feed the chickens and fish.

  Mr. Liu has lived in the city since he was a child and is engaged in a very cultural profession such as poetry and painting. During that special period, he just hung up his sign to sweep the streets and didn't do farm work. So, although he knew the poem "open the field, plant mulberry and hemp", he could imagine the scene in Meng Haoran's poem, but when it came to farm work, he really hadn't done it before.

  People engaged in artistic work are often younger than ordinary people in their hearts. In order to maintain the passion for creation, they also deliberately keep a strong curiosity about things. So, Mr. Liu was also very interested in this unfamiliar farm work. Watching Zhang Jin carrying out the screened and stirred feed, he couldn't help but run up to help.

  "Come on, Little Zhang, give me the feed. I'll help you with it." Old Man Liu said, and then he reached out to grab the small bucket from Zhang Jin's hands.

  Liu Lao looked excited and came over to grab the bucket handle, Zhang Jin didn't let go immediately, but asked with his mouth: "Are you here to feed? Is it okay?"

  "It's like finding something fun, Old Man Liu hurriedly patted his chest and guaranteed: "What's wrong with this? Haven't eaten pork before, haven't seen a pig run either? Besides, isn't it just feeding chickens? What's so difficult about that? Just walk in, pour it into the trough and that's it?"

  Feeling the old man's strength in competing for the feed bucket getting stronger, Zhang Jin's mouth corner flashed a sly smile: "Since you must feed, then try it!" He said, releasing his right hand that was previously holding the handle of the feed bucket, watching with relish, he leaned on his shoulder, staring at Old Man Liu happily carrying the feed bucket and pushing open the chicken coop gate.

  Indeed.

  "Little Zhang, come quick! These geese and chickens have gone mad!" Old Man Liu had just walked into the enclosure for two seconds when the cry for help came out. Next, Old Man Liu was seen running out of the enclosure with his arms covering his head, covered in chicken feathers, and the feed bucket that was originally in his hand was nowhere to be seen.

  Liu Lao's miserable appearance made Zhang Jin laugh with schadenfreude in his heart. The chickens and geese he raised were not like those of others. Although they were raised in captivity, relying on his master-level taming skills, these chickens and geese had a strong wild nature and extremely high aggression, even replacing the watchdog to guard the house was no problem.