Suo Jinling

He Xiuzhu sneezed a few times, raised his hand to rub his nose, came out with a cloth towel in a daze, and covered his face completely.

Daddy must have been speaking ill of him behind his back again.

The rare treasures in the yard couldn't be piled up, and he moved them to a corner and covered them with cloth, the pile was higher than the hill, he was worried for a long time, and finally closed the pharmacy for half a day today, and went to the market to bring a lot of condiments When I came back, I baked a bunch of shortbread with sugar and oil, and asked my father to send it to the general's mansion. Who knew that my father ate most of it first, and then swaggered away with a bag. The moment should have come.

This one has finally finished the important work, and his heart feels heavy, and the other side has to go back to the pharmacy to get medicine for the patients who have been waiting for a long time. He has traveled all over the years, and he has seen many intractable diseases. He also has a cursive script written by his father himself. As a guide, ordinary minor illnesses such as wind, cold, fever, etc., are all cured by medicine, so one pass on from one to one to a hundred, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going to the pharmacy. In the past, Dad could still help, but now When Dad arrived at the general's mansion, He Xiuzhu made medical consultations during the day, decocted and tasted medicines, and cooked rice and soup at night to tidy up the yard. After tossing and turning, the crowd was dark twice, walking on the street like a piece of charcoal cake with arms and legs, causing passers-by to look sideways .

Yongkang City is located in the border area, with heavy snow all year round, and the wind and cold always come one after another, almost endless, but this time it is a bit tricky. The old Liu Tou, a pork shop in the south of the city, sells pigs for a living. Expensive, but enough food and clothing is still there. This year, for some reason, one litter of pigs was raised and the other litter died. He wanted pork. Not only did he not earn back his rations this year, but he also lost a lot of money. Old Liu fell ill in a panic. He had a fever, retched, coughed and wheezed constantly. The mood faded, and he could walk two steps down. When the wind blew, his condition relapsed, and he fell down on the couch again, and his wife was also infected. Yuzhuo Yuxue is cute and used to please others, He Xiuzhu didn't even ask for money, so he gave them medicine for seven days.

"You sisters and brothers take care of your parents, you need to be careful, cover your face with cloth strips, don't get sick," He Xiuzhu chattered, Fang Zi wrote a few sheets, each word was as big as a bucket, "one The three meals a day should be a combination of meat and vegetables, don't be perfunctory, if there is no one to look after at home, you come to my place every morning, I will pack the food box, and you go back and steam it on the stove, it will not be a problem for a few days. "

"Thank you, sir," said Liu's parents and daughters, bowing their hands respectfully, "Mr. is a doctor with a benevolent heart, and his hands are rejuvenated. My daughter thanks you on behalf of your parents."

"It's okay, it's okay," He Xiuzhu hurriedly picked up the child, patted the dirt on her body, and sent her to the corner of the street, "Take this recipe home and cook it for a few days. If the symptoms don't go away, you can come and find me again." , I will go back with you to check the pulse."

Parents and daughters of Liu were very grateful, and they turned around step by step and left. He Xiuzhu watched her leave. On the way back, she bought some sweet-scented osmanthus steamed stuffed buns and wanted to eat a few bites in her spare time. The bun naturally fell into the hands of the beggar, and the little copper coins in his hand also scattered.

He Xiuzhu went back to make the medicine, his face was flushed by the smell of the medicine, recalling that his father said he was a boy who spread wealth, he couldn't help crying and laughing, and couldn't help coughing twice.

It's already this hour... Daddy is going to live in the General's Mansion, right?

A cold wind gusted outside the general's mansion, Lan Jingming lowered his head, his back was as stiff as a rock, and he refused to raise his head for a while.

Chen Jing didn't know why the young man reacted so violently. He squeezed the young man's wrist like he was pinching a rock. He was in a dilemma, and raised his head in a daze: "I'm sorry sir..."

"It doesn't matter," He Zhongyin said with a smile, "Since you have a good relationship with Ah Jing, you will get to know him well in the future. It's getting late today, and the wind and frost outside are not bad, why don't you go back to the mansion to rest?"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Zhongyin turned to Chen Rui and bowed his hands: "General calm down, Ah Jing must be tired after going out for a few days, why don't you go back to the mansion to rest, and talk about things tomorrow?"

After staying in the general's mansion for a long time, He Zhongyin is not as respectful as when he just came here, and he is much more relaxed in talking and doing things. Naturally, Chen Jing is not as strict with him as he was with Chen Jing. Lan Jingming didn't wear much, and stood there trembling, folded his arms and huddled into two balls, his hair was covered with snowflakes.

Chen Rui sighed in his heart, turned around and went back to the house helplessly: "Come in."

When Lan Jingming entered the door, he didn't look at anything. He was caught by the threshold and nearly fell to the ground. Chen Jing turned around and pulled him, worried that he would be frightened by his brother.

Chen Rui and He Zhongyin walked in front, He Zhongyin was dressed in green, his hair curled up in the wind, and a touch of sandalwood wafted in. Lan Jingming's ears were buzzing, and he didn't dare to raise his head. Fallen leaves rolled up, making rustling sounds.

Familiar taste.

I can't explain clearly... It's so inexplicable, but it's like an arrow, piercing straight through the chest.

Lan Jingming didn't know how many times he had been injured, how many times he had bled, he bled too much, his whole body was cold, and his consciousness was scattered, but he still had some sanity, but behind this gentleman... all his sanity was gone.

He desperately wanted to get close to it, paste it on, as if following the source, absorbing the taste of Mr.

Born in Beiyi, lived in tents for an unknown number of years, he should have trained his copper skin and iron bones to be invulnerable to all poisons, but today he...is really too cold.

As if falling into an ice cave, his body was covered with hoarfrost, his fingers were so frozen that he couldn't move a single thing, until he was brought back to the room by Ah Jing, pressed on the couch, and stuffed with a cup of hot tea, he suddenly woke up: "Ah Jing ..."

The cup of tea was poured down his throat by him, his internal organs seemed to be on fire, and the cold and heat collided in his body, which made him tremble violently, and blisters appeared on the tip of his tongue.

"Drink some cold water, I'll catch the snow for you." Chen Jing was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and hurriedly stroked the young man's back, "What's going on with you, have you been haunted by the big brother?"

Chen Jing only felt that his elder brother was striding across the battlefield, and his body was full of evil spirits. The young man lived in seclusion in the forest all year round, like a fairy untouched by mortal dust, he was interrogated by his elder brother condescendingly, and was rushed by the evil spirit.

Eldest brother raised his brows on weekdays. Besides himself, which retainer and servant girl knelt down tremblingly and begged for mercy. Now that the young man was frightened like this, Chen Jing felt uneasy, knelt down on one knee, and grabbed the young man's palm: "Thanks for the relief, Mr. , let us come in first, don't worry, my elder brother is used to being overbearing, he handles chores in the city every day, and he has been holding back his anger for a long time, and he is definitely not dissatisfied with you. Don't worry, since you entered the general's mansion There is no reason to go out, and you will be with me in class tomorrow morning, presumably the eldest brother will not say anything."

Lan Jingming was unmoved by his dry mouth when he said this. He just squeezed the teacup tightly, his fingers trembling, and breathed out vaguely for a long time: "A Jing, A Jing, you sir... Where did it come from?"

"Well, I heard from my sister-in-law that they came from outside the customs." Chen Jing scratched his hair, trying to recall, "Daliang has been in war for several years, and the victims have been displaced. Mr. has traveled all over the years and never stayed in a certain place for too long. I only found out recently. The one in the medicine shop in the city is the son of the husband, the husband looked handsome and handsome, but he didn't expect his son to be so old, I never heard him mention his wife, there must be something unspeakable, we never asked."

"Then he... and his son," Lan Jingming's teeth were numb, he bit his tongue, and tasted the strong blood, "is the relationship... can we be close?"

"Well, it's a good thing if we depend on each other for life." Chen Jing poured tea and sat down on the couch with his legs dangling. By the way, no matter how you look at it, no matter how you look at it, how you like it, I know that his son has a compassionate heart, he takes his pulse and cooks medicine at the pharmacy every day. Yes. Thinking about it, Mr. is so used to instigating others, if he had a bad temper, he would have hit him hard."

The more Chen Jing talked, the happier he was. He rolled around on the couch and kept laughing to himself. He didn't hear an answer for a long time. He turned over like a carp, and just realized something was wrong: "Hey, what's wrong with you, I said something wrong. What's the matter, what's the matter with you, what's the matter with your eyes, don't you want to cry?"