Chapter 55 Misunderstanding
"Lao Chang (Xia Xiwu, whose name was Chang Fu when he was in the palace) We bannermen are lucky to have skills like you. We will never starve no matter where we go."

Lao Guan groaned as Wang Deming helped him sit down. "For people like us who only ate rice before and couldn't read, what else can we do except sell our labor?"

"Although my children are grown up and earning money, the little money they earn is only enough to support themselves."

"Ouch. Help me press it quickly."

Xia Xiwu shook his head helplessly, not knowing whether he had no choice but to continue pulling a rickshaw at such an old age or because he could not rely on his children?

"Okay, Deming, you help him lie down slowly." He turned his head to look at Wu Dinghuan who was still rubbing the bruises, then rolled up his sleeves, walked to the side of Lao Guan and taught Wang Deming: "Lao Guan's waist is the result of years of fatigue."

"The vertebrae in my lower back are dislocated: I have a lumbar brace; and I have muscle strain in my lower back."

"In this case, massage is necessary."

"To press means to press down with your hands, and to rub means to knead it slowly."

Xia Xiwu rubbed his hands together first, and then placed them on Lao Guan's waist, around the 3rd and 4th lumbar vertebrae, and began to touch and knead with both hands. Then he released his hands, pointed to a spot and said to Wang Deming: "Come on, Deming, feel it yourself."

"Okay, Master." Wang Deming imitated Xia Xiwu and rubbed his hands first, then placed them on Lao Guan's waist to feel them.

"The waist curve should have an arc, like this," Xia Xiwu hooked his hand slightly to form an arc, "You can touch your lower back with your hand and feel it later."

"Normally it should be curved and smooth," he pointed at Lao Guan's waist, "but when you touch Lao Guan's lower back, it's not smooth. That's because he fell and stumbled, causing the bones to become dislocated, causing blood stagnation and swelling and pain."

"Do you feel it?"

"Okay, move aside and pay attention to my gestures: press the meridians to clear the blocked qi, massage the congested qi to disperse the swelling."

There was an inaudible "click" and Lao Guan couldn't help but let out a loud "hum" from his nose.

"Look, this is the pressing technique. First, reset the bone suture."

"Deming, come and feel it again."

Xia Xiwu pressed Lao Guan's waist support back into place, and Lao Guan felt better. He started to talk more. He turned to Xia Xiwu and Wang Deming and asked with a smile, "Lao Chang, is this your new apprentice?"

"Hey, you're really energetic, young man!"

"Well, the new apprentice, I guess you know his family. He used to live in the home of Mr. Chang Xusheng behind the bell and drum tower. He is Mr. Chang's brother-in-law. He now lives in five shops facing the street on East Drum Tower Street. He even published an announcement in the newspaper that he had purchased a property."

Lao Guan's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked hurriedly, "Is it from the Chang Erye family who is doing business in partnership with the Ji family of the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"Ah."

"Hey, I know that!"

"I sent them a lot of things before. One year, I even brought a camel load of rice from Nankou (a place name, Nankou Town, Changping) to their house."

"Hey, Mr. Chang is open-minded and well-off. He never complains when he hands over his banknotes at the end of the year. (Rich families in the Republic of China would keep accounts after stores delivered daily necessities to their homes, and then during the three festivals, the stores would bring the banknotes to collect the money.)"

"I'll give you a few more dollars each time."

Lao Guan was about to turn over in a hurry, but Xia Xiwu held him down at once, "Lao Guan, what are you doing in such a hurry? I just pressed it for you, don't move it again."

Lao Guan was unable to turn over, but he did not stop himself from twisting his neck vigorously. He looked at Wang Deming beside him and smiled a bit flatteringly, "Sir, are you married yet?"

"My daughter is old enough. Hey, I tell you, she is so pretty."

"And he's definitely good at serving people inside and outside the house!"

"We don't want a dowry, so what? Meet him?"

Wang Deming kept his hands still when he heard this. He lowered his head slightly, glanced at Jia Dongxu with his peripheral vision, and replied with a smile, "We are married."

"Country people get married early."

"Hey, you are talking nonsense, are you trying to fool me?"

"There's nothing about you that looks like a country girl!"

"Besides, you're not old enough, are you? Are you 18?"

Jia Dongxu was also attracted by the conversation between Lao Guan and Wang Deming. He couldn't help but observe Wang Deming. He looked younger than him, but he was married.
"Oh my Dongxu."

"If anything happens to you, I won't live anymore!"

"Sister-in-law, don't get excited. The co-worker who told me said that he was hit. Dongxu may not be hurt!" "I only have this one son, my Dongxu."

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The crying and shouting from the other side of the courtyard gate sounded like ghosts and wolves howling, and then they entered the back house. "Uh"

A round face with snot and tears streaming down her face was supported by a strong middle-aged man with a crew cut.
When Pancake-faced Man saw Jia Dongxu standing in the room, he immediately held back his tears and snot.

"Dongxu, are you okay?"

"Mom, Master, I'm fine. It was the road that was hit."

"Look, sister-in-law, I told you Dongxu is alright, right? Good things happen to good people. The coworkers were too far away to see clearly."

The pancake-faced man was worried, so he let go of the muscular man and rushed to Jia Dongxu, groping him up and down with his hands, shouting, "Are you really okay?"

"Mom, it's really okay!"

Pancake Face let out a long sigh of relief and said, "That's good."

"Mom noticed that you haven't been in good spirits lately, so I'm worried that something might happen to you."

Pancake-faced man was confused for a while and then relaxed, as if he had finally made a decision, "Dongxu, mom won't stop you. If you want to go to the countryside to find that girl, go ahead."

"Since you like me and have been thinking about me all the time, I will support you."

Then he turned around and looked at the strong middle-aged man and said, "Uncle, can you accompany Dongxu to go there when the time comes?"

"If it's okay, we'll propose on the spot and give you the betrothal gift."

"Marry that country girl as soon as possible."

"It also saves Dongxu from thinking about it day and night."

Wang Deming, who was massaging Lao Guan's waist meridians under the guidance of his master Xia Xiwu, felt a big "Oh shit" in his heart!
What the hell is this? I'm eating the melon and it's falling on my head?
There is actually someone in this room who is thinking about his wife!
What did I think? Just now I saw that boy with a shifty look in his eyes!

The round-faced man should be Jia Zhangshi, right? The strong and sturdy man with a buzz cut was Yi Zhonghai, whom I have seen once.

When Yi Zhonghai just entered the room, the first thing he saw was that Jia Dongxu was not injured, and then he took a glance and saw Wang Deming.

However, because of the previous unpleasantness in the hospital, and Wang Deming was giving someone a massage, he didn't say hello.

Instead, he walked straight to Yuan Dalu, whose thigh was bruised and bruised, and asked him how he was doing: "Dalu, how do you feel now?"

Although Yuan Dalu was still grinning, he was obviously much better than when he first arrived, and his face was a little more rosy. "Master Yi, I'm much better now, thanks to Doctor Xia, who straightened it up in one click!"

“No wonder our injured co-workers come here for treatment.”

"Master Yi, do you have any money on you? Please help me pay the 2 yuan consultation fee."

"I'll return it to you tomorrow."

"Okay! These are all minor matters. Dalu, you should take good care of your injuries now and don't worry about your job. Boss Lou of our factory is not a black-hearted capitalist and will not ignore you."

"Well, I'm not worried about that! Last year, our factory established a labor union, and I joined it right away."

"The union will definitely help me. This is a work-related injury!"

"Um"

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai heard Jia Zhang's question, and frowned slightly on his serious and upright face. After thinking for a while, his brows relaxed and he agreed: "Well, I took a look at that girl when she came into the courtyard last time. She seemed to be capable and considerate."

"Dongxu has good vision!"

"I will talk to the other party's parents and we can give a few more dollars as a betrothal gift and settle the marriage right away."

What the hell!

Oh shit!

Should I just tell them straight out now: Qin Huairu is already my wife?

Wang Deming unconsciously exerted force on his hands, causing Lao Guan to scream.
(End of this chapter)