Planar Trash

The minibus from Jinggang to Datang Town was crowded with people.

This is the only way of public transportation between Datang Town and Jingcheng. Small businesses in the town, those who buy goods, and those who carry poultry and vegetables to sell in Jingcheng are all crowded in this bus.

Cheng Jingchi and Cheng's mother were sitting in the last row, and beside them sat a tall man wearing a cap with a very low brim, a pair of very large sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and a coat The collar was turned up high, almost covering his entire face, making it impossible to see his true face.

His trendy and weird attire made most of the passengers in the car involuntarily look at him secretly, wondering if it was some celebrity who disguised himself so that he dressed so mysteriously.

Cheng's mother also glanced at the man beside her who was said to be her son's good friend from time to time, full of curiosity in her heart.

Cheng Jingchi has been very homely since she was a child, and she has known all of her friends since she was a child, but she never seems to have a friend named Li Zhan in her memory, especially this young man who is mysterious and weird.

However, Cheng Jingchi's explanation for this is that Li Zhan is a graphic model, because he likes to eat hot pot in summer, he got pimples all over his face, and because he is famous, he is afraid of going out and causing unnecessary troubles, so he covers it so tightly of.

Cheng's mother saw that Li Zhan was tall and straight, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, and his walking posture was different from others, and he looked very energetic. She believed what Cheng Jingchi said, and thought to herself that this friend I met somewhere, looked like He looks so tall.

In order to take care of Li Zhan, Cheng Jingchi let him sit by the window, and spent most of his time focusing on the world outside the car. Almost two-thirds of his face was hidden behind the huge pair of sunglasses, making it impossible to see his face clearly. emotions.

Cheng Jingchi didn't bother, let him enjoy the beauty of the earth slowly, and occasionally when Li Zhan asked something, he would explain in detail, one question and one answer, and he didn't feel bored along the way.

Suddenly, Li Zhan asked, "What is that?"

Cheng Jingchi looked out of the car, and saw that the minibus passed by a pearl farm, and plastic bottles of different sizes were floating on the stagnant pool.

"That's a fishing ground. It used to be used to raise fish, but now it's used to raise pearls." Cheng Jingchi said.

Li Zhan nodded, no more words.

After passing the fishing ground and a few villages, the road gradually became flat. The dilapidated cobblestone road turned into a flat concrete road, and the number of shops on both sides of the road gradually increased.

The conductor stood up and shouted: "Datang Town has arrived, and the ones from Datang Town have come down."

Cheng Jingchi gave a sharp hello, and squeezed out of the car with Cheng's mother from among the piles of baskets and dustpans.

Someone who knew Cheng's mother greeted her, while looking curiously at Li Zhan who was dressed strangely.

"That's Chichi's friend, he seems to be a model, anyway, they always go out like this." Cheng's mother explained vaguely.

So everyone looked stunned: "That is, it turns out to be a big star."

Let’s just say that the weather is not cold, she is covered so tightly, she is still tall, her two long legs are long and straight, and she looks so good in her clothes. It turns out that she is from a celebrity.

Cheng Jingchi wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and walked forward quickly with Li Zhan.

Cheng Jingchi's grandfather, surnamed Qiao, is an old Chinese medicine doctor who opened a Chinese medicine shop in the old street of Datang Town. However, these days, Chinese medicine is on the decline and Western medicine is prevalent. Everyone chooses to go to a big hospital if they have a headache. Even if they have a cold, they are used to going to the hospital to hang As you can imagine, the business of Grandpa Cheng's traditional Chinese medicine shop is very slow, and he can barely make ends meet by relying on a few old customers.

When Cheng Jing was late, Grandpa Qiao gave acupuncture and couldn't keep his eyes off, so he just nodded and signaled them to sit aside first.

The patient is a regular customer, so he watched Cheng Jingchi grow up, and he smiled when he saw him: "Hey, Old Qiao, your grandson is here to see you."

"Uncle Sun." Cheng Jingchi put the gift box in her hand on the red lacquered wooden chair that entered the door, and greeted with a smile.

Uncle Sun unbuttoned his neckline, revealing half of his shoulder, on which four or five silver needles were stuck.

Grandpa Qiao also pinched an old long silver needle in his hand, preheated it, then pierced it according to an acupuncture point on the shoulder and neck, pinched it twice, then stopped, and took the handkerchief that was on the side Wiping his hands, he said to Cheng Jingchi calmly, "Come?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Cheng Jingchi to reply, she said again with a serious face: "Come here and help me prepare the side medicine."

Cheng Jingchi and Grandpa Qiao have deep feelings, and he hasn't seen him for a long time. He actually misses Grandpa very much, and was about to say something, but when Grandpa Qiao opened his mouth, his emotions were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word. According to Grandpa Qiao, he prepared a pair of medicine.

Grandpa Qiao saw that although he hadn't touched medicinal materials for a long time, he hadn't forgotten all of them.

Uncle Sun, who had a needle on his shoulder, also smiled and said, "Long time no see, I've grown up so much, I'm an adult now."

Cheng Jingchi's head was full of black lines, thinking that he was an adult seven years ago, okay?suffrage.

"Where does Chi Chi work now?" the guest asked again.

Cheng Jingchi thought about it, and here he is again, should he ask him if he has a partner, when will he get married, and so on.

This is the bad thing about a small place. Everyone looks up and down. Almost everyone knows each other, and they are very concerned about other people’s private affairs. When they meet, they always talk about their work income, girlfriends, and have no privacy.

He knows that everyone has no bad intentions, this is just the way everyone usually chats, as if the first sentence between friends is mostly "Have you eaten?"

Grandpa Qiao glanced at him and snorted, "I work in a small dilapidated post office."

Although Grandpa Qiao also loves his only grandson very much, he was very disappointed that Cheng Jingchi did not fill in the college of traditional Chinese medicine he expected when he filled out the volunteers for the college entrance examination, but entered the administration major of Jingcheng University. Not for the eyes.

Cheng Jingchi felt wronged, obediently admitted his mistake, and said flatteringly to his grandfather, "Grandpa, happy birthday, I brought a friend to see you."

Only then did Grandpa Qiao raise his eyelids to see Li Zhan, who was dressed mysteriously and weirdly from head to toe, and said, "I'll be happy when you bring my granddaughter-in-law here."

Cheng Jingchi rubbed his nose, thinking that his grandfather is really getting older and more arrogant now.

Sun Xiao laughed, and sure enough, he asked again: "Have you found someone for a long time?"

Grandpa Qiao snorted again, and this time he didn’t even have to answer. Seeing that the time was almost up, he turned around and took off the silver needle from the guest, and said, “Okay, pay attention when you go back, don’t do heavy work on your shoulders, Mr. Do you still think you are a young man in your twenties when you have one thing?”

Uncle Sun chuckled and didn't say anything.

What if you don't work?Is it all about the kids?Now that the social pressure is so great, it is not easy for children to go outside. Of course, as long as these old things can still move, they should do as much work as possible to reduce the burden on the children.

Although Grandpa Qiao obviously disliked Cheng Jingchi in various ways, after Uncle Sun left, he still closed the pharmacy and stopped doing business. He asked Cheng Jingchi to go home. Anyway, everyone in the town knew everyone. He called, or went directly to his house to find someone.

"Is your mother? Are you here alone?" Grandpa Qiao glanced at Li Zhan out of the corner of his eye and asked.

"I met Aunt Chen just now. She was chatting with people, so I came here first." Cheng Jingchi held something in her hand, thought for a while, threw it to Li Zhan, and supported his grandfather by herself, very affectionately Said: "Long time no see, I miss my grandpa very much."

Grandpa Qiao snorted coldly, but the expression on his face was much more relaxed. It was obvious that his grandson's coquettish flattery was very useful to him.

"If you want to be truly filial, come back and learn Chinese medicine with me." The old man still couldn't forget the idea of ​​letting Cheng Jingchi inherit the mantle.

Cheng Jingchi had a bit of a headache, and thought it was coming again. His grandfather never forgot to remind him how he failed his expectations. He refused to inherit his mantle and studied Chinese medicine. Instead, he went to learn some administrative management. Seeing and complaining again and again gave Cheng Jingchi a headache.

"Hasn't my uncle been learning Chinese medicine from you?" Cheng Jingchi said.

"He is him, and you are you. If you listen to me, now that you and your nephew and uncle are together, we will be a perfect match, and grandpa and I will be able to retire."

The little old man chattered endlessly, and Cheng Jingchi said yes repeatedly, showing no sign of impatience.

In fact, he also thought about learning Chinese medicine from his grandfather back then, and even decided to take Haicheng College of Traditional Chinese Medicine as his first choice, if those things hadn't happened.

Speaking of which, he was still too young and energetic at the beginning, and he chose the administrative management that he didn't like at all, always thinking that one day he would be able to stand out, and then let that person regret it.

However, reality gave him a slap in the face.

How difficult it is for a brat with no background, connections, or money to get ahead in his official career.

Grandpa Joe was chattering all the time, and he was still complaining when he got home.

"Dad, it's rare for Chichi to come here once, so stop nagging. Isn't Chichi good now? The job is leisurely and stable, and the benefits are good. I don't know how many people envy Chichi now!"

A man in his 30s came out from the yard. He was wearing a half-worn jacket, with a thin face and a brown reusable shopping bag in his hand. Although he tried his best to hide it when he was walking, he could still see his legs and feet. It's a little inconvenient, and it's a little bit of a turn.

This is the uncle Cheng Jingchi was talking about just now, and also the only brother of Cheng's mother, Qiao Baishu.