Planar Trash

Grandpa Qiao has a son and a daughter.

My daughter, Qiao Huangqi, is also Cheng’s mother. She has no talent for studying medicine. When she was young, she was forced by life to give up her studies early. She entered a textile factory and became an ordinary female worker. Later, because the textile factory was not profitable, she took out internal retirement. , holding a meager retirement salary, working part-time during the day and selling lo-mei at night.

His son, Qiao Baishu, is quite worthy of his true teaching. Recognition of herbal medicine is earlier than recognition of characters. The college entrance examination has already passed the score line of Haicheng College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and the admission letter has been obtained. However, due to some accidents, he was thrown into prison and came out again. When I was young, my leg was crippled, I couldn't get into college, my future was ruined, I didn't have a degree or a criminal record, and I couldn't find a good job. I have been working as a helper in Grandpa Cheng's pharmacy all these years.

But even so, Cheng Jingchi knew that my uncle had learned a lot from grandpa.In his mind, although my uncle is young, he is already a very good Chinese medicine doctor, especially the ointment that my uncle dispensed. Grandpa himself said that he is better than blue.

"Uncle." Cheng Jingchi shouted happily.

Cheng Jingchi lived in Datang Town for a long time because Cheng's mother was busy with work when she was young, and Qiao Baishu also loved her nephew who was five years younger than her very much, and the relationship between the nephew and uncle was very good.

This time when Cheng Jingchi bought a house, Qiao Baishu also gave him 3 yuan, saying that it was for him to save his wife's book, and now it is handed over to him in advance.

Qiao Baishu was already 24 years old when he was released from prison. In the first two years, he lost his health inside and was in poor health. He could only recuperate at home. In the past few years, he started to help Grandpa Cheng’s pharmacy. The 3 yuan should be It is all the family belongings saved by my uncle.

"It's been a long time." Qiao Baishu was also very happy to see his nephew, and said, "You and your friend go to the house to make it. There is no salt and soy sauce at home. I will go to the supermarket to buy it, and I will be back in a while."

"My mother is still outside. I'll call her and ask her to bring it here. What else do you need?" Cheng Jingchi took out her mobile phone and dialed Cheng's mother's number.

"No need, I'll go out and buy soon..."

When the phone was connected, Cheng Jingchi had already quickly told Mother Cheng to come over earlier and bring the seasoning that my uncle was missing, and Mother Cheng agreed on the other end of the phone.

Qiao Baishu smiled and said nothing more.

After entering the courtyard, Cheng Jingchi smelled a refreshing fragrance.

His eyes lit up: "Uncle, did you make old duck vermicelli soup?"

Qiao Baishu said: "It's made by Xingwu. He knows you like to eat this, so he cooked it specially."

At this moment, the door opened, and a tall, burly man with a shaved face and a fierce face came out. Seeing Qiao Baishu's empty hands, his eyebrows were raised immediately: "Where's the salt I asked you to buy?"

"Eldest sister will bring them here." Qiao Baishu beckoned Cheng Jingchi and Li Zhan into the room, while bending down to take slippers out of the shoe cabinet for them to change on.

"Brother Wu is here too." Cheng Jingchi said nonchalantly.

Ji Xingwu is Qiao Baishu's cellmate. When Qiao Baishu was squatting in the prison, thanks to Ji Xingwu taking care of him, otherwise, when he came out, he would not only have one leg crippled.

After being released from prison, Grandpa Qiao and Qiao Baishu were old and disabled, and thanks to Ji Xingwu who often came to take care of them, he basically covered all the heavy work at home, especially his good cooking skills. The two men cook a meal and improve their lives.

Ji Xingwu nodded towards Cheng Jingchi, because the facial features are so fierce, even if he doesn't make any expressions, he looks quite scary.

When Cheng Jingchi saw Ji Xingwu for the first time, she was still a little apprehensive, but ever since she saw the thin Qiao Baishu order the ferocious Ji Xingwu around like her own little worker, Cheng Jingchi was no longer afraid of Ji Xingwu, but a little Sympathize with him.

Typical disgusting kindness.

Ji Xingwu looked at Li Zhan, who was armed from head to toe: "This is your friend?"

"Well, my friend Li Zhan." Cheng Jingchi nodded and introduced.

"He has measles? It's so tightly wrapped?" Ji Xingwu said again.

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

Cheng Jingchi's head was full of black lines, thinking that Brother Wu's words were still very cold and humorous as always!

"There is still something stewing in the pot, go and watch it, don't burn it in a while." Qiao Baishu also had an unbearable expression on his face. After sending Ji Xingwu into the kitchen, he called Cheng Jingchi and Li Zhan to sit down, and said , "Are you tired from the car ride? Xingwu squeezed sugarcane juice just now, drink a cup first, and the meal will be ready soon."

Cheng Jingchi wanted to save her stomach to eat Laoya vermicelli soup for a while, so she only drank a small cup of sugarcane juice, but Li Zhan was very interested in this sweet drink, and drank several cups in a row.

When Li Zhan disarmed his whole body, Grandpa Cheng and Qiao Baishu were taken aback by the spotted face that was exposed. Fortunately, both of them have experienced storms, especially Grandpa Qiao, who has been practicing medicine all his life and is used to seeing all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases. , although Li Zhan's face was a little weird, but he didn't make much fuss, instead he was more curious.

Grandpa Qiao even squatted in front of Li Zhan, carefully looked at the spots on his face, and said, "Young man, are you poisoned by fire?"

Cheng Jingchi laughed and said, "Grandpa, you have been deceived. The spots on his face are actually painted. Last time we went out to tell jokes, whoever told the jokes was not funny, and in the end his face would be painted with oil-based pens." , the jokes he told were not funny at all, so the face was painted like this, and it took a month to wash off."

Grandpa Qiao glanced at his grandson, but ignored him.

It is obvious that the fire and poison are attacking the heart, the poison cannot be expelled, and it all rushes to the face, and you still lie to him that it was painted with oil-based brushes, do you really think that he is old and dim-sighted?

Li Zhan glanced at Cheng Jingchi, nodded and said, "The old man has good eyesight."

Grandpa Qiao became interested: "Come on, young man, I'll give you a pulse."

As an old Chinese doctor with a strong research spirit, the rarer and more difficult and miscellaneous diseases are more interesting to Grandpa Cheng. He can't wait to treat Li Zhan as a patient and study it inside and out.

Li Zhan actually stretched out his hand and let Grandpa Cheng rest on his wrist.

Cheng Jingchi looked at Li Zhan in surprise.

When he first met Li Zhan, he also asked him about the spotted face. At that time, Li Zhan's face was ugly, and he obviously didn't want to talk about it. Unexpectedly, when his grandfather mentioned it, he agreed.

Could it be that his charm is not as good as that of grandpa?

Cheng Jingchi couldn't help thinking in frustration.

"Oh, what's the matter with this child's face? Was it drawn by someone as a prank?" Mother Cheng came back from buying salt and soy sauce outside, and she was full of surprise when she saw that the model friend her son was talking about had a spotted face. .

"What's the painting? He's been poisoned." Grandpa Qiao took Li Zhan's pulse and said, "I'll prescribe two medicines for you later, and you can take them home and fry them."

"Thank you." Li Zhan said reservedly.

Cheng Jingchi's admiration for his grandfather suddenly exploded, and he could even cure the poison of a warrior. If he had known this, why did he work so hard to cover it up?Let the grandpa release a few doses of medicine, and everything will be fine, and it won't be like a strange flower today, surrounded by people all the way.

"Thank you, I'm not sure if it will work or not. Your fire poison is a bit strange. Please give me feedback in time if you have any reaction after drinking the medicine." Grandpa Qiao said again.

Cheng Jingchi almost spit out a mouthful of water, and after a long time, his grandfather turned out to be using Li Zhan as an experimental product!

Grandpa Qiao couldn't sit still whenever he encountered a strange illness, so he went to the pharmacy to dispense medicine.

Ji Xingwu finished the meal, came out of the kitchen, and said, "The meal is ready, I'm leaving first."

"Brother Wu, you won't stay for dinner?" Cheng Jingchi asked in surprise.

Today is my grandfather's birthday, Ji Xingwu specially ran over to cook, but went back without taking a bite, it was so strange.

"I still have something to do. I'll come back tonight to celebrate the old man's birthday." Ji Xingwu said, changed his shoes, opened the door and went out.

Qiao Baishu frowned and sent him out. The two stood in the yard and said a few words. After Ji Xingwu left, Qiao Baishu came in. Although he still had a smile on his face, he was clearly absent-minded.

"Let's eat, or the food will not taste good when it gets cold." Qiao Baishu said.

Cheng Jingchi ran to the door of the study and called, "Grandpa, it's time to eat."

Grandpa Qiao came out of the pharmacy, and Mother Cheng and Qiao Baishu had already helped to set the table, waiting to be served.

"How about practicing martial arts?" Grandpa Qiao asked in a good mood after seeing his daughter and grandson today, and another case of a strange illness.

Qiao Baishu said: "He has something to do, so he left first, and said he would come to celebrate your birthday tonight."

As he said that, he glanced at Grandpa Qiao. Usually, Grandpa Qiao is not very friendly towards Ji Xingwu. He is always picky. It is good to turn a blind eye. It is rare to ask him today. It is a pity that Ji Xingwu is not here, otherwise he must be happy died.

Cheng's mother brought out the old duck soup that was warming on the stove from the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ji's skills can be used to open a restaurant. Cooking for you two every day is really a waste."

Grandpa Qiao snorted and stopped talking.

They are all a family, and there is nothing special about it. Everyone sits apart and chats casually while eating.

"Has Chi Chi's new house been installed? Has the furniture been bought?" Qiao Baishu asked him.

"It's already installed. I haven't bought the furniture yet. I plan to add more slowly. It's fine if I can move in a year ago." Cheng Jingchi replied.

Qiao Baishu nodded: "If you don't have enough money at that time, I still have some here, you can use it to fix the house first."

Cheng Jingchi hurriedly said: "Enough, anyway, there is no rush."

There are still a few months left before Chinese New Year!

Qiao Baishu smiled and said, "Okay, anyway, just call me if you have anything to do."

After dinner, Grandpa Qiao went into the pharmacy again to study Li Zhan's detoxification prescription, while Cheng's mother cleaned up the dishes, and only Qiao Baishu was with Cheng Jingchi in the living room.

Cheng Jingchi remembered the precious medicine dregs she brought over, took it out from her pocket, handed it to Qiao Baishu, and said, "Uncle, can you help me make some scar-removing ointment with this?"