what!Ginseng is refined!

The old doctor stroked his beard and said a very unreasonable conclusion, "Everything looks familiar to you."

"No," Du Xiucai retorted, pointing to the flowerpot and said, "He, he, I..."

All kinds of weird stories can come out of Du Xiucai's mouth, and even the well in the east of the village is not magical, so Du Xiucai can write a touching story about goblins and ghosts casually.But when it came to the real monster he had seen, he couldn't say anything, and stumbled on me for a long time, but he didn't say anything.Finally, under the gaze of the three people in the courtyard, he flicked his sleeves, "Forget it, you don't understand, old doctor, what do you think about my illness..."

The old doctor thought he could say one, two, three, but he stuttered for a long time and said "you don't understand", so he should give you a supercilious look and treat everyone else as stupid.

Chu Wenjing shook his head and smiled. When Du Xiucai pointed to the flower pot just now, he almost instantly thought of the nerd that Xiao Tianyun once said. He must be similar to Du Xiucai.

Du Zhuang, who threw the wrong tooth just now and cried loudly, was distracted by the two adults. He does not reject stories about monsters, just like asking Brother Jing about the ginseng and mushrooms in the flower pot. He has already thought about it in his head I made up a lot of stories for them, such as brotherhood and reunion after a broken mirror.

It turned out that I went to the teacher Xiucai to take a literacy class, but I didn't hear how interesting what he said.Du Zhuang decided to sneak away early in the evening to tell a story to Mr. Xiucai, and compare whose stories are better.Du Zhuang made up his mind, slowly stopped crying, and was coaxed by the old doctor to go to the front clinic to get medicine for Du Xiucai.When the old doctor closed the back door of the clinic, he gave Chu Wenjing a look.

What kind of evil wind is not what Du Xiucai said at all, it must be Xiao Tianyun's leaves coming out to scare people.After they went to the front, Xiao Tianyun stretched out the leaves shrunk in the flowerpot naturally, Chu Wenjing gestured to him: How do you bully Zhuang Zhuang?

Xiao Tianyun gestured: He bullied me first?

Chu asked Jing: Why did he bully you?

Xiao Tianyun: ...Hmph!

The leaves retracted to the flowerpot and ignored Chu Wenjing.He has become accustomed to seeing Chu Wenjing as a person. Although he knows that he is "Ganoderma lucidum", he can no longer apply the attitude towards "Ganoderma lucidum" to Chu Wenjing.

After retracting the flower pot, I habitually want to hug the "Ganoderma lucidum", and when I touch the umbrella post, I shrink back and hum at the "Ganoderma lucidum".Then the leaves stretched and occupied most of the territory in the flower pot, and began to practice facing the sun.

He couldn't accept the fact that he was shorter than Chu Wenjing!

Xiao Tianyun had to take care of his cultivation and study every day, and he also helped Chu Wenjing every day. There were a lot of things to do.After the spring festival, Xiao Tianyun could feel that the cultivation environment on the stone table was getting better and better, and he could also feel great progress. Although he was tired, he was always in a good mood.

It's just that he can also feel that the people at home have become a little weird.

The old doctor suddenly became busy, and the time for giving advice to Du Zhuang was much less every day, and the rabbit stopped walking, and he was busy going in and out. Meals, consultations, and even a trip to Mount Heng. When he came back, Xiao Tianyun thought he could memorize a basket of medicinal herbs, but ended up memorizing a basket of mushrooms, all kinds of edible and inedible ones. Ganoderma lucidum looks very, very similar to Wenjing.

So, asking Jing is "Ganoderma lucidum", how could it be a mushroom?

Asking Jing and Du Zhuang to replenish the medicine box, the old doctor fiddled with planting the mushrooms and the Ganoderma lucidum into the flower pot in the corner of the yard. After tidying up, he was panting from exhaustion.Taking advantage of Du Zhuang's time to go to the front, Xiao Tianyun got into the kitchen and made a bowl of hot water for the old doctor.

The old doctor sat in front of the stone table, put one hand under the table, picked up a bowl with the other, drank half a bowl of water, and rested for a while.He said to the flower pot mysteriously: "Hey, guess what I brought you?"

Xiao Tianyun spared a little bit of attention from his cultivation, listening to the old doctor speak, he was a little surprised for a while, the element of surprise was not much, he always had a feeling that the old doctor would play tricks on him.

The old doctor knew that he couldn't speak, and when he saw his leaves move, he took it as his answer, anyway, his purpose was not to surprise Xiao Tianyun.

The old doctor took up the hand that had been under the table.Xiao Tianyun temporarily stopped practicing, and stared at the things that the old doctor was holding in his hand - this time the old doctor went up the mountain, he brought back not only mushrooms and ganoderma... but also ginseng.

"How is it? Does it look like you?" The old doctor laughed loudly, "It's been 20 years, let me dry it and put it in a small box, and put it in the medical center as the treasure of the store. Do you think I pay attention to it?" How about it?"

Xiao Tianyun: "..." Not very good.

Du Zhuang went to the warehouse to get the medicine again, saw the old doctor talking to ginseng, first made up a story about the master and the monster apprentice, then ran into the medical hall with the medicine, and complained to Chu Wenjing: "Ask Jing to get it, the master suddenly Talking to himself again."

Chu asked Jing to touch/touch/his head, and gestured: It's okay, don't worry about it.Tomorrow is Master Ziheng's death day.Chu Wenjing has allowed Master Qizi to make all kinds of troubles for the past few days, and even accompanied him to make troubles, just hoping that he can feel better.

Master Qizi's body is the most taboo for emotional depression and sadness.

Chu Wenjing checked Du Zhuang's homework for the past two days, and when Du Qiang came over, he handed him over to Du Qiang and took him away.Then he picked up the rag and wiped the already clean cabinet and medicine box carefully, leaving some space for the old doctor to be alone.

Chu Wenjing was cleaning the clinic in front, and the old doctor in the backyard held the ginseng that looked like Xiao Tianyun, and bargained with Xiao Tianyun.

The old doctor: "...the six altars, there can be no less."

Xiao Tianyun shook the leaves and disagreed, he remembered that after Master Qizi drank up all the wine last month, Chu Wenjing only made up five jars of wine and put them into the warehouse.Master Qizi really didn't tell the truth. If he hadn't helped Wenjing clean up the warehouse, I really thought there were still ten altars.

But according to the usual experience, if Xiao Tianyun keeps refusing, Master Qi Zi will definitely lose face, so Xiao Tianyun stood up three leaves.

The old doctor frowned, knowing that the plan had failed, he threw the ginseng he had brought back on the table, stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and compromised: "Three altars are three altars." After speaking, he entered Chu Wenjing's room, and after a while, A scent of incense wafted through the cracks in the window.