This is to prevent theft. As for Feng Xian, he took the book and read it with great interest. If Gu Wei Qiang didnt see it wrongly, this book was something he had picked up while running long distances. Unexpectedly, Doctor Feng didnt disdain it and took a liking to it.

  "Lang Lao Ye Zi, Old Feng, come on over, have a drink and warm yourself up." Gu Wei Qiang familiarly removed his shoes and sat cross-legged on the heated platform. Only after sitting down did he realize that the heat was not quite right, and said, "Whats going on, is there not enough firewood?"

  Old Feng put down the book on the kang, raised his eyelids and said, "Enough, your eldest daughter sent us a bundle of firewood last month. Be frugal and use it sparingly, it can be used until after the New Year." It was mentioned that Gu Anan would send firewood to these people, and she had no relation with Gu Wei Qiang at all. When Gu Anan was over ten years old, she started going up the mountain to chop wood. Once, she fell from the mountain and hurt her ankle. It was Feng Xian who helped set her bone. This Gu Anan was also grateful, every time she went up the mountain to chop wood for her family, she would bring a bundle of firewood to their place, enough for three big men to use for a long time.

  There are three big men living here, Lang Yongling has been rich and noble for a lifetime, let alone cooking, he hasnt even lit a fire, Feng Xian is almost the same, he has spent his whole life studying medicine, only distinguishing between grains.

  Feng Qingyan, with a doll-like face, surprisingly knew how to chop firewood. As the pampered young master of the past decade or so, he had come to the countryside and worked hard to learn it, but if he really did the work, he was not as fast as An An. Although An An didnt like to talk, she was impatient by nature, and every time she took Feng Qingyan to chop firewood, watching him do it slowly made her anxious.

  They simply fought together and let Feng Qingyan carry it back herself.

  Hearing that his own daughter was mentioned by these people, Gu Weiqiang felt uncomfortable and asked, "My daughter chops firewood for you? Why havent I heard you mention it before?"

  Lang Yongling took over, "How dare you say that, what if you dont give us firewood after saying it? Were relying on Anan!", He heard the joke in his words clearly, but still felt uncomfortable. His daughter, Gu Weis wife, he didnt even let her serve him a bowl of rice, how did she become a partner for carrying firewood here? He waved his hand, "From now on, go to the mountain yourself to cut firewood, dont make my daughter do it."

  Feng Xian poured the peanuts into a coarse ceramic plate, filling it to the brim. He picked one up and tossed it into his mouth. "So now youre feeling heartache? You didnt seem to care before, letting people treat you differently. Now that your precious daughter has run off with her mother-in-law, only this stubborn foolish girl is left."

  Gu Weimin smiled wryly, knowing that Old Man Feng was a bit too venomous with his words. "Alright, lets not mention past matters. From now on, dont order my daughter around like this again."

  Changing the subject, he poured a cup of Erguotou for Old Master Lang and also one for Feng Xian. "For helping me out last time, Im thanking you here," said Old Gu, clinking his cup against Feng Qingyangs. "And Qingyang, if theres anything in the future, just let your brother know, whatever I can help with, Ill definitely help."

  Feng Qingyan had a doll-like face, looking exceptionally lovely. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I wont be polite, I mentioned that scalpel before, Brother Gu, when you have time, help me gather it."

  Gu Wei-qiang stood up, picked up the quilted jacket that was placed on the kang, and from the interlayer of the jacket, he pulled out a piece of cowhide about 20 cm long and 10 cm wide, with many small pockets on it. Each pocket had a shiny surgical knife inserted in it.

  The cowhide was spread out, with twelve surgical knives neatly arranged on it. Seeing this, even Feng Xian, who was only drinking wine beside him, was stunned.

  He sprang up from the kang with a start.

  Hugging the cowhide cloth in her arms, she laughed and cried at the same time, a bit silly.

  As for Feng Qingyan beside him, he suppressed his excitement and jumped off the kang, facing Gu Weisheng with a respectful bow of three bows. "Thank you, Brother Gu." The two words "thank you" were too light, not enough to express their intentions. This surgical knife was what his father Feng Xian used to eat with back then, relying on this set of tools to save countless people. Only during the house search did this tool get lost. Who would have thought that after so many years, it could still be seen? To Father Feng Xian, this tool was an old partner.

  The two men suddenly did this, Gu Wei felt a bit uncomfortable, and he also stood up. "Dont do that, Old Feng has helped me a lot, Qingyan you are also considered my half-nephew, this big gift is not acceptable." Moreover, back then when he was racing cars, he injured his arm, and it was thanks to Feng Xians treatment that he didnt end up with a useless arm. Otherwise, how could he have become the captain of the transport team?

  He didnt know what this scalpel meant to Old Feng and his son, but judging from their expressions now, he knew.

  He opened his mouth honestly, "This thing really didnt waste any effort. I asked the people at the provincial city garbage recycling station to help pay attention. The boss left me several sets, and I just happened to like this set, so I brought it over." Its really a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and he hit the jackpot.

  Feng Xian carefully put away the set of tools, "Younger brother, great kindness doesnt need to be thanked, Ill take care of it thoroughly." He held up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp.

  Gu Weiqiang scratched his head, feeling embarrassed, "What a coincidence, what a coincidence." As for Gu Weiqiang himself, he was also weird. On the outside, he was shrewd and capable, but once he encountered his own family members or familiar people, he easily became foolish. However, at the end of the day, he had a good heart.

  Lang Yongling saw Feng Xian found his old partner from those years, and felt a little envious. "I dont know when my own old partner will be found." Everything that came out of Langs house was valuable, and had long been divided up.

  Unlike Feng Xians scalpel, no one wants it and taking it back to chop vegetables is considered unlucky.

  Gu Weiqiang thought for a moment, and was certain that "there will be such a day." He felt most alive when driving outside. From the reinstatement of college entrance exams to trading, he no longer wanted to control things as strictly as before.

  Old Master Lang, "Ill borrow your auspicious words."

  Gu Weiqiang came out of the thatched cottage, preparing to go home for a while. He walked halfway and turned back, with Anan watching at home, he felt relieved and directly stepped on the knee-deep snowy road, one foot deep and one foot shallow, heading towards the transportation team. He estimated that the stranded car had been repaired, taking advantage of the remaining twenty days before the Spring Festival to make a trip, earn some money, and have a good New Years celebration. Next year, Anan would go to the county town to attend high school, so he needed to prepare more money for emergencies.

  In the house, Gu Dongdong waited for Gu Weiqiangs return from dawn till dusk, but he didnt come back.

  "Dad, why havent you come back yet."

  Gu Anan couldnt coax this little bean into calming down, so she thought for a moment and then went to lock the door of the west wing from the inside.

  With a flick of his hand, a delicious roasted chicken thigh appeared.

  Xiao Douding immediately rolled over from the kang, his bright eyes staring at the chicken leg, constantly swallowing saliva, "Sister, chicken leg?"