Copper Coins

Today's Fang family has a total of eleven or two people——

The master and wife passed away one after another, and now Fang Cheng and Jiang Shijing are in charge of the family.

Uncle Chen can be regarded as the housekeeper, and Sister-in-law Chen is both the manager and the cook. The two had twin brothers. They guarded the front of the pharmacy and were responsible for collecting medicines and keeping accounts. Purpose.

Xingzi lost her parents since she was a child, and was brought back by the deceased master and wife of the Fang family. Since Jiang Shijing married, she has been following her closely. She is a girl in name, but in fact she has learned a lot of pharmacology from Jiang Shijing in bits and pieces. Medical theory can also be regarded as a helper at critical times.

The remaining few are guys who help with chores, collecting and drying medicines.There are also a few younger ones who are apprentices sent by other people's families.

However, the buddy is not always there, and sometimes he goes out to collect herbs, and he goes there for many days.And those little apprentices don't come every day, most of them are children from poor families, apart from learning some skills, they can't run away to do homework.

Therefore, the hustle and bustle of this Fang's pharmacy is always in front of the front hall, and there are actually not many people in the real backyard.

Tonight can probably be regarded as the busiest day in the backyard of the Fang family pharmacy—the beggars who were brought back by Fang Cheng and Jiang Shijing cleaned themselves up, and then changed into Uncle and Sister-in-law Chen to find them for them. Here comes the jacket.Although the jacket is not new, it is neat and clean, and most importantly, there are no tears or cotton lint.

It is not without reason that the Fang family has been on good terms with the Jiang family for many years and they have become in-laws. At least everyone in the mansion loves to worry about it.

Sister-in-law Chen looked at the rotten flesh on the hands and feet of the beggars, clicked her tongue again and again, without saying a word, dug out some spare hand warmers, filled them with charcoal fire and stuffed them into their hands one by one: "Here—baking, Look at this frozen one... Eh? Don't scratch it! Don't scratch it! It's like this with jellyfish. It itches when you cover it with heat. Hold it here for a while, and I'll get you some medicine."

These beggars were not lazy, but because there was a famine in their hometown, and they were disabled, so they fell to this point as a last resort.But no matter what, they kidnapped people first, so it really didn't make sense.If it was an ordinary person, it would be considered generous not to care about them, but it never occurred to the Fang family that not only did not care about them, but was willing to help them cure their illnesses and save their lives, and even treated them like visitors, which was simply repaying their complaints with kindness.

After Mrs. Chen made such a settlement, these beggars felt guilty and restless, and the previous arrogance in the wild dissipated, and they all became stupid quails, stammering: "Don't, don't be so busy, I, we have been frozen for a long time. Get used to it, this jelly is not new, let it go."

About to be in his own home, the momentum came up.Mrs. Chen rolled her eyes immediately, and scolded: "Are you injured or mine? Do you understand medicine or I understand medicine? Hold on! Don't let go, I'll come later."

The twin brothers who happened to pass by the door saw the tone of their mother, and immediately remembered the scene of being scolded when they were young. They shrank their necks and wanted to walk, but before they could turn their heads, they were stopped by Mrs. Chen, "You What are you two running? Is there a ghost chasing and biting you? Come here."

Brothers Xiu Ping and Xiu An turned their heads in embarrassment, smiled dryly and said in unison: "Mother, what's the matter? I just closed the shop, and I have to deliver the account book to Young Master Fang."

"How big is the account book? Do you have to carry it with two people?" Mrs. Chen pointed at one of them angrily, "Go and get a glass of wine, something stronger, and some gauze."

"Spirited wine? What do you want with strong wine? Daddy has made you unhappy?" The younger brother Xiu An who was instigated murmured, and the elder brother hurried away with the account book.

"Does your father have the guts?" Mrs. Chen pointed at the beggars in the house, and said, "This house is full of frost, let them burn it."

Hearing the jelly, my brother's face turned a little green.

When he was a child, he was very skinny, and he always found fault with Xiuping and got into fights. One snowy day, the two brothers got out to play in the snow, but they started arguing again. With the brute strength that is not afraid of death, he buried his brother up to his neck, his hands were red from the cold, and he was whipped by his mother, and his buttocks were swollen three feet high. For this reason, his brother laughed at him for a month.

It's a pity that not long after a month passed, the two brothers couldn't enjoy themselves anymore—the two had been arguing in the snow for too long, and when they came back, they soaked their numb hands and feet in hot water regardless. , There are jellyfish all over the fingers and heels, and they are swollen into radishes. When it is hot and itchy, it makes me scratch my heart and lungs.

Sister-in-law Chen cut ginger foam, pounded out hot juice, mixed it with spirits, and smeared jelly on the two brothers. Xiuping was fine, but swollen, and Xiu'an had a few cracks. He was so hot that he cried Dad called mother, the snot bubbles came out, and he was laughed at by his brother for another month.

That taste was so ecstasy, it would be unforgettable in this lifetime, to the point where Xiu An couldn't help grinning when he heard this method now.

Taking advantage of Mrs. Chen's inattention, he gestured to the beggars in the house, "Bless yourself."

Beggars: "..."

Qingping winter is cold and humid, and there are not a few people who suffer from jelly. Some people think about reducing the swelling at home, and some come to the pharmacy to ask for prescriptions. Mrs. Chen often treats it for others, and she has long been a skilled worker.She neatly cut a bowl of ginger foam, mashed it to get juice, then poured the strong wine from Xiu'an into the bowl, dipped it in gauze cloth, and rubbed the jelly of those beggars little by little.

"This is good, the wound hurts a little, but the effect is quick." Sister-in-law Chen said this, but the beggar was already in tears from the heat.

So this guy with a pretty temper was made docile by Mrs. Chen within the first night after entering Fang's house.One by one hung their hands covered in ginger wine, tearfully asking Mrs. Chen if there was anything they could do to help, and it was really shameless to just sit there.

When this room was busy, Fang Cheng and Jiang Shijing were not idle either. In the entire backyard, there was only one room with a closed gate, and no sound came out.

Xuan Min and Xue Xian lived temporarily in this room.

Although the house of the Fang family is not small, it is also limited. The beggars divided them into two rooms, and the sick took up another room. The remaining rooms were only two vacant rooms, one for Shitou Zhang, Lu Nianqi and Jiang Shining. Those who need to sleep are occupied, and the remaining two ancestors can only share one room.

It's not that they haven't made do with each other before, and the two of them are people who don't care whether they sleep or not, so they don't have any objections.

Of course... Xue Xian, who was slapped with a paper talisman against the wall, once wanted to raise some objections, but swallowed the objection because of some inexplicable thoughts.

This is probably because I have been controlled a lot, and I have developed a little habit. It is strange that no one cares about me for a day and I am not used to it...

Since he rescued Jiang's couple in the evening, Xuan Min closed the door of the house and meditated by the bed.

From the first day Xue Xian knew him, he never really lay down and slept. At night, he either sat at the table and closed his eyes to rest his mind, or meditated cross-legged on the side of the bed. The motionless appearance, even with the eyes closed, gives people a sense of inaccessibility.

But Xue Xian himself was using copper coins to cultivate his spine, and he didn't have time to make trouble for Xuan Min, so the whole room was silent, so quiet that no one from the Fang family dared to disturb him.

At dinner earlier, Jiang Shijing and Fang Cheng came to invite someone, but they knocked on the door but there was no answer. They almost thought that something happened to the two people in the room.It was Jiang Shining who took advantage of the convenience of the cardboard body to poke his head in through the crack of the door, glanced left and right, and then waved to his sister and brother-in-law when he came out, "Don't call the door for now, if they are hungry, they will go out." of."

He didn't know exactly what Xuan Min and Xue Xian were recuperating, but it was so unpredictable that he couldn't interrupt them. Besides, the bodies of these two ancestors were different from ordinary people, so it didn't matter to them if they had less meal or more meal .

The Fang family is not familiar with Xue Xian and Xuan Min. They only know that they are both masters, and most of the masters in the world have strange tempers and habits. In order to avoid taboos, they naturally follow Jiang Shining's words.

On weekdays, Fang's family had to rest just after five hours, but there were so many people on this day, they only rested one after another at Haishi.The lights of each house in the courtyard were extinguished one by one, and the whispers gradually became smaller, and finally the courtyard became quiet.

When Xue Xian opened his eyes, the clapper of the third watch had already sounded for a while, and everyone in the house was asleep, only some faint snores could be heard.Most of the lamp oil in the room was burnt, and the wick hadn't been turned on for a long time, making the fire look dim.

But he didn't open his eyes because of the loud snoring or the dying of the oil lamp, but because the paper talisman on his forehead felt hot for no reason.

Because a keel was fused, Xue Xian himself was already a little burned, but the paper talisman pasted on his forehead was even more burnt than him, so hot that even he felt a little scorching.He gasped lightly with a "hiss-" and frowned, looked at Xuan Min, and softly called out, "Vulture?"

Xuan Min didn't respond.

"Vald donkey? Take off this torn paper, and I won't be able to be a monster in the middle of the night." Xue Xian said, enduring the burning sensation on his forehead.

But still no one answered.

"Vald donkey?" Xue Xian felt that something was wrong, and after shouting twice, he changed the way of shouting, "Xuan Min! Don't pretend to be dead, I know you're not asleep."

Using the dim light, he stared at the meditating person beside the bed, waited for a while, but still did not see the slightest movement from Xuan Min.

"You're fine—" Before he could finish his sentence, Xue Xian felt that the scorching paper talisman on his forehead suddenly loosened, and it unexpectedly fell from his nose so lightly, and landed on the ground.

As soon as the paper talisman fell, Xue Xian could move.He didn't care about other things, he hurriedly moved the two-wheeled vehicle to the side of the bed, and tried to touch Xuan Min's hand on his lap.

As a result, as soon as he grabbed Xuan Min's finger, he was startled by being burned.

That's right, the paper talisman was made by Xuan Min, so Xuan Min's fault is naturally related to it.

"Hello, bald donkey?" Xue Xian checked Xuan Min's pulse, and found that the pulse was urgent and heavy, which inexplicably made people feel anxious.

Could it be that mole has a problem again?

Having seen Xuan Min's strange behavior several times, Xue Xian almost subconsciously wanted to see the small mole on the side of Xuan Min's neck.But the lights in the room were too dim, so it was hard to see what happened to the little mole.Xue Xian had no choice but to move closer.

The little mole didn't show any blood, but Xue Xian felt a little uncomfortable——

Because Xuan Min's body temperature was too high, when he got closer, the heat that evaporated from the skin of his neck inevitably warmed Xue Xian, with a little sweat, which made Xue Xian who was already hot and hot even more. It was so hot that it rushed straight to his head, and his mind was inexplicably empty due to the steam.

So much so that he shifted his eyes in a strange way, unknowingly changing from staring at the mole on the side of Xuan Min's neck to staring at Xuan Min's side face.

Yue Mo is hot and steaming, and it is easy to make people lazy. His gaze is a little vague, and he doesn't know whether it is on Xuan Min's eyebrows, on the bridge of the nose, or...

But an eminent monk is an eminent monk, even if his whole body is scalded like this, he can't see the slightest clue just by looking at his face.

Xuan Min's expression remained unchanged, exactly the same as when he closed his eyes in the evening. If Xue Xian could not feel his pulse beating like a drum, he could feel his constant heat, maybe he would have been impressed by his calm appearance. cheated.

I don't know if it's because of the heat on Xue Xian's body, or something else, but Xuan Min's pulse is getting heavier and heavier, and the damp heat in the pit of his neck is also evaporating more and more, Xue Xian looks lazily at Xuan Min. Jing closed her eyes, she didn't know what kind of evil she had fallen into, and she didn't want to move.

Just when he was so excited, he subconsciously moved his fingers pressing Xuan Min's wrist veins.

Xuan Min's pulse, which was as heavy as a drum, jumped, and he half-opened his eyes, turning his head to look at Xue Xian.

For a moment, the breaths of the two were almost intertwined, which made people feel an extraordinarily close illusion...