Manager Liu and Mo Xiao came out of the Zeng family's shop along the way with Boss Zeng.

"I don't have to send it here. Boss Zeng will go back. The clinic is opposite." Manager Liu politely turned around and bowed to Boss Zeng.

"Then I won't give it to you. Miss Mo, Storekeeper Liu, I'm really troublesome today." Boss Zeng also replied with a gift. When Storekeeper Liu and Mo Xiao moved to the clinic, he quickly walked back.

"Boss Zeng is really a kind and kind person." Manager Liu sighed.

Heshan? Mo Xiao remembered the two kicks that kicked the Zeng family’s wife again.

"Is they harmonious with each other? I think Boss Zeng is not very good to his wife." Mo Xiao said with a flat mouth.

"It's harmonious, how could the lady think that Boss Zeng is not good to his wife? Boss Zeng and the wife of the Zeng family are harmonious and respect each other as guests. That's a model of the ten miles away."

Mo Xiao was so shocked that his chin was almost falling off. It was just a model. She heard it correctly. She had already punched and kicked in front of outsiders. She didn't know what it looked like without outsiders. In an instant, Mo Xiao felt that she had no expectations for the men in this world.

After two sentences, I had already reached the entrance of the clinic.

Hey, Mo Xiao whined softly and stopped at the door.

"What's wrong? Is this door dirty?" Manager Liu saw Mo Xiao's door looking at it for a long time, then fixed his eyes and frowned. He thought there was something unclean on the door, but it looked very clean. The little fat man was diligent in his hands and feet, and he cleaned the hall neatly every day, and wiped the door every day.

Mo Xiao smiled and shook his head, "Uncle Liu, you misunderstood. The door is quite clean. By the way, who wrote the four words of the Mo Family Hospital and the couplets on both sides?"

The day Mo Xiao traveled over was basically closed to understand the world. The only time she went out was to save Gouwa. Because saving people was like putting out a fire, she didn't even see whether the door panel was black or wood-colored. Now she was walking slowly like this, and she noticed the plaques and couplets in the clinic.

Standing under the stone steps, looking up, a horizontal plaque hanging high above the top of the gate, from left to right, the four big characters of the dragon flying phoenix dancing on the black background, Mo Family Medical Center.

A wooden couplet was hung on the door frames on both sides. The same dragon and phoenix danced in black gold words said: The birthday celebration depends entirely on the three fingers, and the birthday does not belong to the Five Kings of Hell.

Haha, what a big tone. Mo Xiao was very curious about the source of this couplet. From what she learned from everyone today, Mo Xiao’s father Mo Wen is not such a arrogant person, at least not on the surface.

When Manager Liu heard Mo Xiao ask about the couplet, he thought for a while and said, "This word was written by Mr. Mo, but the couplet was said to be given by someone else."

"Oh, who is that person? Is that person in this city?"

"The master didn't say that, probably not from this city. Although there are many people in this city, I can see that they are just nodding friends. When the master talks about the word "other", he smiles strongly on his face. Eighty-mostly he was a close friend of the master before he came here."

"Oh." Mo Xiao looked at the word and savored the meaning of the word. It is said that if you look at someone, you should first look at his friend. If Mo Wen has a friend who wrote such a couplet, he must be a arrogant and confident person. It was just that time or some experiences made him restrained.

Perhaps if Mrs. Mo had not died prematurely due to a childbirth accident, Mo Wen would not have missed her deceased wife too much and had her body eroded by the residual poison on her body, and the original owner Mo Xiao would not have become an orphan, supporting the entire clinic alone.

Alas, luck is so good! Mo Xiao couldn't help but sigh at the experience of the Mo family in his heart.

However, although he sighed at his experience, Mo Xiao's heart suddenly became brighter from the free and easy brushwork or the arrogant and confident words of this couplet. The faint sorrow left by the family ethics drama just now was wiped out.

"Uncle Liu, let's go to our clinic. Starting today, roll up your sleeves and do it well, don't ruin this golden paint sign." Mo Xiao walked into the clinic with big steps and raised his head and chest.

Manager Liu was so excited that he was so happy that he followed behind happily and replied: "Just listen to the lady. Starting from today, roll up his sleeves and do it well."

The little fat man seemed to hear the sound outside and ran out of the small door on the right side of the shop. Seeing that it was Mo Xiao and Manager Liu who came in, he asked, "Miss, Manager, what are you going to do? Leave it to me. Don't get dirty."

The shopkeeper was stunned, "I have nothing to do now."

The little fat man rolled up his long sleeves, "I've said no, I heard it all. What did you just say just now, roll up your sleeves and do it well. The lady is a precious lady. The shopkeeper is old. Who else should I give this heavy work if I don't give it to the earth dragon?"

"Oh." Manager Liu then realized that he would have misunderstood, "That's a slogan for the young lady, it's not really a matter."

Mo Xiao was happy when he looked at the clever and cute little fat man. It turned out that this guy was called Dilong, and he really had an image. It was probably named Mo Xiao's father. However, when she looked at his round belly, she only thought of the word "Little Fat".

"Little fat man, I want to do things! Go to bed early today, wake up tomorrow, cheer up, open a shop to pick up patients on time, start tomorrow, I guess you won't worry about having nothing to do." Mo Xiao smiled and gave him a spoiler.

"Really, that's great. Miss, don't worry, the earth dragon is full of energy at all times."

The little fat man thrust his chest and his belly became even more obvious. He seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at Mo Xiao with his lips and said, "Miss, why don't you call me my name now? You have called me several times throughout the day today."

"Well, I think the little fat man is quite easy. Why? Do you don't like it? If you don't like it, I'll call you Dilong."

"No, hehe, how can the lady be called me? I think it's very friendly, just... am I really fat?" Dilong looked at his belly, so high that he couldn't see his toes anymore. He was a little fat. He could still see his toes last year.

"I've been to Master Li from the Street Martial Arts Hall to learn skills. I have practiced boxing every day recently. My hands have grown a lot, and my belly has grown too." The fat man looked down at his stomach and looked very distressed.

"If you want to lose weight, you have to do more aerobic exercise and eat less fat. Little fat man, I heard from Mom Li that you like to eat braised pork belly. Hey, that one eats it and gains weight. Let's do this. Before opening a shop every day, go and run along the river for half an hour, and then come back to do a hundred push-ups. In less than a month, even if you haven't become as thin as a mulberry branch, it's almost the same as a cow horn."

The fat man scratched his head, as if he was trying to digest what Mo Xiao said just now. When he found that there were two nouns that didn't quite understand and wanted to ask the lady, there were no figures of Mo Xiao and Manager Liu.

I heard the little fat man murmuring to himself: "What is aerobic exercise? How to support push-ups?"

But Mo Xiao had already walked away, and he didn't know that he had any questions.

What Mo Xiao didn't know was that the pork belly was actually not the favorite food of the fat man. There is no money for buying meat in the shop now. This week, the fat man ate pork belly three or five days. Every day, he went to help the bearded butcher kill pigs before dawn. The bearded butcher cut a pound of meat every one or two days to give it to the fat man as a reward. The fat man asked his mother Li to cut off all the thin ones and cook them in the kitchen of the inner yard, and cook the fat man in the outer yard for several friends. The fat man was naturally afraid that the lady would feel sorry for them, and they only said that they liked to eat pork belly, the fatter the better.

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The caring guy, Xingchen is about to be moved.

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