The Miracle Doctor of the Tree of Time Traveling

The days of just entering autumn still carry a hint of heat, and the breeze blowing across the cheeks feels quite refreshing.

The golden osmanthus on the corner of the street is exuding a burst of fragrance, extending to the branches outside the wall, and several half-grown children are holding bamboo poles and whipping vigorously at the branches.

Underneath, a little boy about four or five years old with a braid hanging down was picking up the fallen golden osmanthus with his pocket.

There is a bright smile on the small face, and every time he picks up a handful, he puts it to the tip of his nose to sniff, and then reveals a look of intoxication.

When the osmanthus in his pocket had accumulated a certain amount, he carefully put the osmanthus into a small wooden box placed beside him.

Thanks to the cooperation of several children, the small wooden box was quickly filled.

Seeing that the task was completed, several children threw bamboo poles and ran to the little boy, "It's full, give us dates."

The leading child was about eight years old, wearing patched cloth clothes, and the hand that was stretched out to beg for dates was dirty. The little boy asked them to hold out their right hand.

Looking at the four hands outstretched in front of him, the little boy narrowed his eyes and gave three dates to each of them.Children's hands are not big, and they feel very satisfied holding three dates in their hands.

These dates were specially sent by Grandpa Chen yesterday, but it's a pity that he doesn't like eating them very much.There are still many at home, and he didn't feel any pain in giving out twelve dates. Instead, he smiled more happily when he saw a box full of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Several children took the dates and ran away happily. The leading child ran a few steps and turned around to see that the little boy was still standing where he was, so he ran back again.

"Little Treasure, why don't you leave? After a while, Granny Osmanthus will scold you when she sees it."

It wasn't the first time they beat this sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Occasionally they were caught by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and they had to be scolded.So this time they learned how to behave, and came to play sweet-scented osmanthus while Granny Osmanthus was out.

The little boy named Xiaobao picked up the small wooden box unhurriedly, "Don't be afraid, Granny Osmanthus went to the clinic for a consultation this morning. Will she be back in a while?"

"Oh. Are you going home now?"

He saw that Xiaobao was struggling to hold the small wooden box, so he stuffed the dates into his pocket, and reached out to help him carry the small wooden box, "I'll take it back for you."

"Thank you, Brother Xiaobei." Xiaobao thanked him, took another date and stuffed it into his pocket, and said with a smile on his eyebrows, "When my father makes the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I'll save a piece for you."

"Okay!" When he heard that there was something to eat, Xiaobei suddenly became more energetic.

Two and a half-year-old children walked through the whole street and met many familiar neighbors along the street. Xiaobao called his grandparents, uncles and aunts all the way home, and got a lot of snacks stuffed into his arms along the way.

Xiaobei looked at the food in Xiaobao's hands with great eyesight, licked his lips, and enviously said: "Xiaobao, you have so many delicious foods every day."

Xiao Bao picked out his favorite walnut cake from the food, put his foot on it and stuffed it into Xiao Bei's mouth, "Hey, brother Xiao Bei, eat it."

He has endless snacks every day, so he is not keen on these foods. Seeing Xiaobei's greedy face, he even gave him a lot of snacks.

"This is so embarrassing." Xiaobei said so, but his heart was full of joy. He didn't expect to get so much delicious food when he sent someone home. He felt that he had made a lot of money.

"It's okay, take it back so much and my dad will complain again when he sees it, brother Xiaobei, if you like it, you can take it all back."

When he got to the front of the house and saw the courtyard door was open, Xiaobao's heart skipped a beat, thinking that something was wrong!

"My dad is back, Brother Xiaobei, thank you, you can go back early, I will call you next time I have something delicious."

Xiaobao hurriedly picked up the small wooden box to say goodbye to Xiaobei, and then rushed into the house when Xiaobei was in a daze.

I hadn't walked a few steps when I went in, when a small stone fell in front of me.Xiaobao looked along, and saw a radish leaf emerging from the flower bed, and then a little ginseng came out of it, beckoning to Xiaobao.

"Jing Bao is angry, you are going to die."

The little ginseng stepped on the earthworms that came out of the soil while talking, then jumped off the flower bed, and walked up to Xiaobao's legs, "When you go in later, remember to be coquettish, if you can't do it, just be rude, Jingbao must be soft-hearted .”

Xiaobao didn't speak, but stared blankly behind Little Ginseng, "Shenshen, you brought out the earthworms again."

"Ah?" Little Ginseng looked behind her, dumbfounded.

An earthworm was hooked by a root, and the poor earthworm was twisting its body to break free from the entanglement of the root, but the more it struggled, the tighter the entanglement became.

The little ginseng got angry when it saw it, "This earthworm is the most stupid, why is it caught by me every time, next time I won't drill into the flower bed."

Xiao Bao curled his lips, "You have said this sentence 180 times, the poor earthworm is not always being entangled by you."

"Xiaobao is fine, so don't memorize this kind of times. Good memory is not used that way." Little Ginseng complained, untied the shackles of earthworms, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "You should think about how to mess with Jing Bao."

"Daddy loves me the most, so I don't need to mess around." Xiaobao stuck out his tongue, left the little ginseng and rushed to find Mu Yunjing.

As soon as Mu Yunjing saw him coming back, his originally worried expression changed instantly, and he immediately glared at him with a straight face.

Xiaobao put the small wooden box on the table, threw himself at Mu Yunjing's thigh, hugged him, and called out sweetly: "Daddy!"

Seeing that his father still had a cold face, Xiao Bao rolled his eyes, raised his small fist and tapped Mu Yunjing's thigh, "Daddy, are you tired? Xiaobao beat Daddy's leg, Daddy, please sit down."

Mu Yunjing followed him to sit on the chair, and Xiaobao immediately climbed onto his lap, laughing and pounding his leg, "Xiaobao is very obedient, I obediently did not run around even when Daddy was visiting the doctor. I just want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, Dad, can you make me sweet-scented osmanthus cakes?"

He raised his head, with big and bright eyes on his round face, looking at Mu Yunjing without blinking at this moment, showing a pitiful look, "Xiaobao can help daddy do it together." Although he It will only be a disservice.

Mu Yunjing glanced at the small wooden box on the table, grabbed his little hand that was still beating his thigh and held it in his hand, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated under his soft words.

After stroking his son's head, Mu Yunjing held him in his arms, "Next time, don't run out without explaining. Your grandma almost cried when she saw that you were not in the house."

"But I told grandma." Xiaobao tilted his head in confusion.

"Even if I said it, she still has to worry if she can't see you." Mu Yunjing patted his round buttocks, picked him up and stood up straight away.

Xiaobao immediately reached out and hugged Mu Yunjing's neck, leaned up to rub it, and said helplessly: "Okay, for grandma's sake, for daddy's sake, Xiaobao will bring someone with him before going out next time."

"Don't go out to pick osmanthus next time." Mu Yunjing saw the small wooden box full of osmanthus petals, and said helplessly, "I'll let someone transplant an osmanthus, and you can pick it in the yard if you want to pick it in the future." .”

"Oh." Xiaobao replied, "But sweet-scented osmanthus is so expensive, wouldn't it cost daddy a lot of money to plant one?"

"You little thing, how many times have you said that sweet-scented osmanthus is not expensive, so you need a lot of money." Mu Yunjing pinched his fleshy face angrily, "You have eaten so many sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, you Wouldn't this little belly be more precious!"

After being poked in the stomach, Xiao Bao hugged his belly and giggled, "Xiao Bao is the most expensive!"

The father and son quarreled for a while before Mu Yunjing made the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Xiaobao ate his fill contentedly, and then divided the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus cake into several portions, "This is for Grandpa Chen, this is for Daddy Jing, grandma can't eat more."

He divided the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Yunniang smiled and gave up the plan to eat another piece, "Okay, leave it to Xiaobao."

"Xiaobao doesn't eat, Xiaobao is full, and the rest of Xiaobao has to be given away." Xiaobao counted, took another piece and put it aside, "I'm going to give this piece to Brother Xiao Bei."

"Where did you come from, Brother Bei?" Mu Yunjing asked suspiciously, and helped him wrap the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"I just met." Xiaobao stepped on his feet and wanted to get a cup, but Yunniang poured him a glass of water and handed it over, "Thank you grandma."

He held the cup and drank it, then put the cup on the table, "Daddy, can I go out now to deliver sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to brother Bei?"

Mu Yunjing and Yun Niang looked at him curiously, "Do you know where Xiaobei's family lives?"

Xiaobao frowned and thought about what brother Xiaobei had said to him, before saying, "I don't know where to live, but Xiaobao remembers how to get there."

"Okay." Mu Yunjing picked him up and stuffed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his hand, "Then I'll take you there now, and you should come back and take a nap when you're done."

"Yeah." Xiaobao nodded heavily, and when he heard that he could go out, he immediately smiled, "Grandma goes to bed first, and Xiaobao will be back soon." He waved to Yunniang, and then put his arm around Mu Yunjing's neck , holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in one hand and going out the door.

North Street was a little far away, and Mu Yunjing walked with Xiaobao in his arms for half an hour before finding the place.

Just looking at the dilapidated hut in front of him, Mu Yunjing could already imagine the origin of Xiaobei that Xiaobao was talking about.

He knocked on the wooden door, waiting for someone in the house to open the door, but he knocked a few times but no one answered.

Mu Yunjing frowned slightly, "Maybe he's not at home."

Xiaobao glanced at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand disappointedly, "Daddy, can I leave the sweet-scented osmanthus cake here?"

"If you put it at the door, someone else will take it away."

This area belongs to the slum area of ​​Yunzhou City, surrounded by poor families.Houses like Xiaobei's house abound in this area. Just as he walked all the way, Mu Yunjing saw many young and thin children.

Xiao Bao looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in some embarrassment, and then at the closed wooden door, frowning, not knowing what to do.

"If we wait a little longer, maybe he will come back soon." Unable to bear to see his precious son's sad expression, Mu Yunjing had no choice but to compromise.

"Daddy is the best." After hearing this, Xiaobao happily moved over to kiss Mu Yunjing's face.

The father and son waited for a while, and Xiaobao saw a familiar figure running towards him not far away. He waved his hand and shouted: "Brother Xiaobei, I'm bringing you sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

Xiaobao's voice was cheerful, but Xiaobei's expression changed immediately when he saw the two people standing in front of his house.