Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 859

Chapter 859: Chapter 732: A Great Favor from Years Past

"You silly boy, why didn’t you let me inside earlier? I’m freezing."

As soon as the grumpy old man walked into the living room, he fired at Zhang Guoqing: "If there’s anything good to eat at home, bring it out quickly. I’m starving."

"Just wait a moment, I’ll prepare it right away."

Carrying out the breakfast of meat buns and corn porridge, Zhang Guoqing lifted the curtain and saw the scene—a shabby old man having taken off his worn jacket and was wearing "twill fabric," with a sweater draped over the armrest beside him.

He complained, "How is it that despite your age, you always come looking for a laugh with me? With your circumstances, you shouldn’t be coming to me to freeload."

"I’m seeking you out because I think highly of you. So many people want to invite me to their homes, but I’m not interested. Quickly, call your wife over; she’s still with child."

"You could tell?"

"Nonsense!" The old man cast a disdainful glance at him, stretching his neck and staring eagerly out the window.

Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing’s heart stirred. The old man clearly wasn’t really interested in the meal; he wanted to reach Zhou Jiao through him.

"Old man, are you an old acquaintance of the Huang Family? My wife has only learned a few basics, so it’s no use seeking her out. All of the Huang Family’s medical books and ancestral prescriptions were left with the Northeast Zhou Family."

The old man gave a knowing look: "Would I treasure anything from the Huang Family? That old fellow, once he’s gone, what even is left of the so-called Imperial Physician Huang Family, who remembers them?"

"Then why are you seeking out my wife?" Zhang Guoqing handed him a bowl of corn porridge. "Drink some first; my wife and son will come in soon."

The old man didn’t stand on ceremony, picking it up to drink. He had long ago noticed that this corn porridge was different from others, its aroma making his mouth water. One sip confirmed his suspicions—many good ingredients had been added.

"You have a lot of red dates at home. Give me some as well as some brown sugar."

Zhang Guoqing looked at him amusedly, "I thought you said you wouldn’t leave? Why do you want to take them back?"

The old man feigned a bitter expression, "If your wife isn’t truly willing, adding some bitters would be enough to suffer. I might as well leave. Who’s making my life miserable, without even an apprentice."

Zhang Guoqing’s eyes lit up at this: "No wonder you were asking my wife if she has a photographic memory. You want to take her as an apprentice? No way! Who knows what kind of person you really are."

"You wretched boy!"

"Getting angry, huh? Useless. My wife doesn’t want to learn medicine. If she did, she would have already enrolled in medical school back when she applied to college. You’ve wasted your time."

The old man slammed the table in anger: "If not a good minister, then a good doctor—what’s wrong with learning medicine? What do you know! Many people begged to be my disciple, how is this a waste of time?"

"Even if you get excited, it’s no use."

Zhang Guoqing threw out that sentence before running to the door to call Zhou Jiao and their son in for breakfast. This girl would always be engrossed in ancient medical texts when she had some free time. Now that she finally had a seemingly skilled and convenient teacher, they had to at least get him to stay first.

As the saying goes, people eat grains and it’s inevitable to get sick! It’s safer to trust one’s own life to oneself compared to believing in those quack doctors. Didn’t see that the head of the Gu Family lost his life due to a dose of medicine?

Zhou Jiao entered carrying a plate of colorful pickles, leading her son inside, and placed it on the table: "Old man, try and see how it tastes?"

"Quite thoughtful." The old man tasted a bit, "If only some medicinal herbs were added..."

Zhang Guoqing quickly interrupted, "Let’s eat breakfast first; it’ll get cold."

The old man grumped a dissatisfied "humph": "This little boy shouldn’t eat these."

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