Plane Convenience Store

After talking to Jimo, Lu Lu went back to his room and found his medicine box, and took out a box of cold medicine from it.

"[Ganmao Qingre Granule] is used for wind-cold cold, headache and fever, runny nose, dry cough and throat..." He read the instruction manual word by word: "These symptoms are very similar to what the customer expressed. "

"Then take this."

Lu Lu walked up to Jimo with the medicine box, handed him Ganmao Qingre Granules, and said, "This is a cold medicine in our place, which can cure wind-cold diseases. Read the instructions yourself, and your symptoms are similar." Not like, just take the medicine if you feel it's appropriate."

Jimo picked up the medicine box, and Lu Lu said again: "You can understand Chinese in the convenience store, but in your world, the function of text translation is gone, so if you plan to take this medicine box, you should put [usage Dosage] It is better to remember."

"Trouble bother."

Jimo thanked in a low voice, and began to look down at the manual.

Because of the constant tears in his eyes, he had to wipe away the tears from his eyes from time to time.

So this delayed his reading of the manual, and it took him a lot of effort before he read all the manual.

"Yes, that's it, then I'll take it."

Although the owner said to give it to him, Jimo still felt that it was not good to take other people's things for nothing.

Even people in the rivers and lakes do not have the habit of taking advantage of small things.

So he took out a piece of silver and put it on the cash register as money for the medicine, then thanked him again with a hoarse voice, and then turned and left the convenience store.

"Hey, I'm back again."

After returning to his place, Jimo looked around, and soon found the stone that sent him to the convenience store.

Putting the stone into the palm of his hand, he thought for a while, but he still didn't throw the stone casually, but put it away carefully so that it would not be used later.

He memorized the dosage of [Ganmao Qingre Granules] before leaving the convenience store.

In order to verify what the shopkeeper said, he took out the instruction manual, and it turned out that it was exactly as the shopkeeper said, and he couldn't read the words on it at all.

Since the manual was useless, he went back to the house and stuffed the manual into the stove. Seeing it burnt to ashes, he took a scoop of hot water from the still hot iron pot and prepared to use it to deliver medicine.

"Take it with boiling water, one bag at a time, twice a day."

"That is to say, I drink one bag each morning and evening."

Habitually wiping away tears with a handkerchief, Jimo found a wooden bowl, then tore open a bag of [cold and heat-clearing granules] with his hands, and poured the whole bag of granules into the water.

Nourishing~

At the moment of entering the water, a pungent smell of medicine floated out of the water.

Jimo struggled to smell the smell with his rhinitis nose. To his surprise, although the medicine from another world was packaged strangely, after soaking it in hot water, it was eerily similar to the traditional Chinese medicine he had here.

"Even the color is quite similar, a kind of dirt color."

Jimo muttered, picked up a chopstick and stirred in the medicine, trying to make the granules melt more fully in the water.

When he felt that it was almost the same, he held the wooden bowl with one hand, closed his eyes and poured it into his mouth, swallowing all the medicine in one breath.

"Impossible, how could the medicine taste so good?"

After drinking a bowl of medicine, Jimo's eyes were full of disbelief.

After taking medicine for many years, no one is more familiar with the taste of medicine than him.

However, the color of the medicinal soup looks no different from that of traditional Chinese medicine, and it smells very similar, but when you drink it, this bowl of yellowish medicinal soup has a sweet taste!

And he can be sure that this taste cannot be described simply by adding sugar.

"Oh, is this really medicine? Could it be honey water?"

Jimo was full of doubts, but thinking about the magic of the convenience store, he believed that there was no need for the store owner to deceive a poor man who came from afar.

So he added another ladle of water to the cup, rinsed the cup hastily, drank the remaining medicinal soup, and thought about going down the mountain again.

"I might feel better after drinking the medicine, but when I'm sick, I can no longer cover myself with such a thin quilt."

Jimo glanced at the hard sheets on the bed, the cool summer quilt that could freeze to death, and felt that if he didn't change the quilt, he would be even more freezing tonight.

Under the torment of the wind and cold, he learned from the pain, endured the discomfort in his body, and rushed down the mountain with luck.

Although the medical center is far away from the mountain, there are still many farmers nearby.

He wanted to find a farmer and exchange his money for a few warm quilts. He couldn't freeze anymore tonight.

As for cultivation, let's wait until he recovers.

After working for most of the morning, Jimo finally carried two quilts up the mountain panting around noon.

Originally, it was just a matter of making a quilt, so he shouldn't have delayed it for so long.

But the place is barren, and most of the farmers are poor. They only have a quilt to keep out the cold, but they dare not give it to him.

So he knocked on several houses, and finally asked for two beds from a rich man, and paid for it.

"Huh, huh, once you're sick, it's hard to even move the quilt."

After doing physical work all morning, Jimo broke out in a thin sweat, feeling better from the wind and cold.

He sat on the bed thinking, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that the medicine had worked.

It's a pity that after he sat quietly for a while, his body began to feel cold again, and he realized that he was still only wearing a thin shirt.

In order to exercise myself, there are only a few simple clothes in the hut.In desperation, Jimo had no choice but to wrap himself tightly with a quilt to avoid catching cold again.

Convenience store

Watching Jimo leave, Lu Lu's heart was full of sympathy, because this man kept sneezing and crying until he reached the door, which was really uncomfortable.

What happened to Jimo reminded Lu Lu that now that the weather is getting colder, he must also pay attention to keeping his body warm, otherwise Comrade Jimo will be a lesson for him.

Silently found a blanket from the room and put it on, Lu Lu went back to the convenience store and continued to look at his photos.

It wasn't until it was time to wash that he packed up and went back to rest.

"Ding ling ling ling—— ding ling ling—"

Early in the morning, Lu Lu was woken up by the alarm clock.

When he turned off the alarm clock, the phone rang again.

He probably can't be as rough with a cell phone as he is with an alarm clock.

Before he was fully awake, Lu Lu picked up his mobile phone and asked in a daze, "Hi, hello, are you..."

"Hey, it's Xiaolu. I'm your second aunt. I'm going out with your uncle tomorrow. I can't take care of my family Miaomiao. I'll discuss with your uncle whether we can put Miaomiao in your foster care for a while, and wait for us Pick it up when you come back."

"Miaomiao? Miaomiao is..."

"Hi, Miaomiao, Miaomiao is our cat!"

"Cat, okay... okay, then let me go." Lu Lu replied without thinking.

"Okay, thank you, then I will go with your uncle, and I will send the cat to you in the afternoon. I will also send Miaomiao's daily necessities there together."

"Okay, Second Aunt, it's okay, I'll hang up."

"Nothing else, you can continue to work."

With a beep, the phone disconnected.

Lu Lu didn't pay attention to what he said just now, threw away the phone and continued to climb down to sleep back to the cage.

However, as soon as he lay down for a while, he sat up impatiently, and he just woke up now, remembering what he said just now.

"Ahhh, how could I agree to take in a cat? I also have a mouse in my house!"

Lu Lu glanced at the hamster on the wheel, and continued to collapse: "Even a hamster can't do it!"

Lu Lu couldn't sleep at all because of his troubles.

He got up from the bed and didn't bother to go out again.

After washing up, he took a pineapple bread from the shelf and ate it. While eating, he wondered why his second aunt chose to put the cat here.

"Half-year-old can't do things well, and my second aunt is not afraid that I will raise his cat to death."

Lu Lu complained, deeply resenting that he spoke without thinking through his brain, and he decided to never speak when he was awake again.

"In the end, I'm still a vagrant with the most free time."

The more Lu Lu thinks about it, the more his relatives and friends all have stable jobs, only he is a freelancer, so it seems to others that he has the most free time.

"Damn, freelancing is also a profession."

Lu Lu knew that it would be good if his relatives didn't ask him to help babysit, so he quickly stopped complaining, exercised indoors for a while, and waited eagerly for the cat in the afternoon.

"Hello, welcome."

Pushing the door open was a dusty woman, holding a cat litter in her arms. Lu Lu knew at a glance that it was the second aunt.

So he hurriedly asked the second aunt to sit down, took a lot of things from her hand, and listened to her explain how to raise a cat.

"Our family, Miao Miao, is a very good little girl. She is usually very good, so don't worry too much. If you have time, you can play with her. If you don't have time, it's okay to ignore her. You can raise her for a while. After a while, I will Just come back and pick it up, nothing special."

The aunt explained the matter of keeping the cat, and left in a hurry, leaving Lu Lu in a mess in the wind, staring at the cat sitting on the counter.

"There's another one." Lu Lu sighed: "One is also raised, and two are also raised. I hope it won't fight with the mouse."

Carrying the cat into the bedroom, Miaomiao crawled out of Lu Lu's arms after a while, buried her in her nest and did not move.

Seeing that Miaomiao was not moving, Lu Lu ignored it and started to draw a picture by himself.

When he finished the painting, Miaomiao was still quiet and did not make any extra noise, which made him very quiet.

"Look at the cat, it's much quieter than you."

Lu Lu criticized the mouse that made the noise, and got an innocent look from the latter.

"There is a cat at home, be more honest in the future, so as not to be eaten by others."

Knowing that the mouse can understand human speech, Lu Lu reminded it, and squatted down to look at Miaomiao.

As my aunt said, Miaomiao is really a very good cat.

The fur on Miaomiao's body is a beautiful beige color, and it is very beautifully taken care of by the aunt, especially with a beige sweater on it, which makes it look even better.

"Yo, it's still a fold-eared cat, but it's too quiet." Lu Lu said to himself, "But it's better to be quiet, there's nothing wrong with the cat's house."