[Old Nine Gates] This life is leisurely

China in 1937 was full of ups and downs and turbulence.

In Changsha in 1937, it was raining and pattering.

The heroine of this article, Wen Yu, is currently working as a waiter in a restaurant.

To be exact, even this second job was hard for her to get. Fortunately, the boss saw her pitiful and helpless, so he barely gave her a bite to eat.

Who told her to time travel, and even in the ups and downs of the Republic of China, she still wore it sadly, and became a black household without even a household registration.

But people always have to work hard to live, no matter how hard it is, she pawned her pair of gold earrings, exchanged some silver dollars, bought coarse clothes, medicinal materials and a dictionary of the Republic of China, made some plaster, and put herself Dressed in gray, he barely got the job.

Every morning, I go to the store to work as a second child, and at night, I live in the attic of the store, looking through the Republic of China dictionary, and strive to complete the conversion between simplified and traditional Chinese as soon as possible.

Although she knows about modern history, although she is patriotic, but because Wen Yu, who grew up in a peaceful age, is still spineless at this time, it is impossible for her to devote herself to patriotism, but she will only have no way out if she is content with the status quo.So working hard on literacy, writing, and publishing are her goals at this stage.

The days passed like running water. According to gossip, Changsha's defense officers are very patriotic, so Changsha is still very safe.

However, as a young man with a sense of urgency, and still staying in a place where news circulates like a restaurant, Wen Yu naturally would not let go of the gossip he listened to in his spare time.

For example, shopkeeper Li said to Chef Zhang: "Yesterday, I heard that Er Ye's wife passed away."

Chef Zhang stopped chopping vegetables, and echoed: "I also heard from my family that the second master's wife has been ill for many years and has never recovered. But the second master is really dedicated, and has always treated his sick and consumptive wife. Never give up."

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This came to Wen Yu's ears when she was tidying up the table. In the past, she might have gossiped in her head and lamented the dedication of the second master. Now she is worrying about her future, so it would be okay to hear it. That's it, after all, this kind of gossip won't help her improve her current situation.

If it is a major national event, it will be analyzed in detail. Only with the information can we make a better decision on how to act in the future.

And just one month later, the shopkeeper sent her to send money to regular customers in the suburbs in the east of the city. Usually, the old man often provided fresh sea bass to their restaurant, but he broke his leg two days ago, so the shopkeeper asked her to send some. Money, talk about years of friendship.

To be honest, she didn't want to go out of the city unless it was necessary, and according to her years of experience in reading novels, this kind of place is usually an area with a high incidence of accidents.But then again, it is always good to step on the spot, and it will add a little more confidence if you escape in the future.

After delivering the money, Wen Yu hummed an unknown tune, admiring the natural and pollution-free mountains and rivers of the Republic of China, while returning at a cheerful pace.

Maybe it was really bad luck. She kicked an unknown object. She squatted down and took a closer look. It was a man with a gun. Looking at his temperament and clothing, he might be an officer, but he was seriously injured.

Do you want to save it?Wen Yu thought, saving it might be a big trouble, or it might be a big opportunity, but if he didn't save it, he felt uneasy.What if the rescue is a villain?But even if he was a villain, he wouldn't be able to attack his savior.

Wen Yu considered it again and again, and finally decided to save the man.

She took off the opponent's coat halfway, took out the Erguotou hidden in her pocket, and briefly sterilized the opponent's wound, (don't ask the heroine why she carries Erguotou with her, because the heroine has a strong sense of safety. The master still has alcohol, but she is afraid of being suspicious, so she only uses Erguotou.)

I took out the strips of cloth that I had torn. There were two pieces of cloth strips, one was regular and used for myself, and the other was a casual version for external use (no one would tear the cloth strips neatly in a hurry).

These cloth strips were washed with water, boiled in a pot, exposed to the sun, and then sterilized with alcohol. They were placed in the plastic bag brought by him during the crossing, and now he took them out to help the other party treat the wound simply.

According to Wen Yu's observation, the other party would not be able to wake up for a while, so Wen Yu planned to help the other party get dressed to prevent the other party from catching a cold.

But at this moment, a surprising scene happened. Black tattoos gradually appeared on the thin chest of the comatose man, like a totem that only a few tribes had.Could it be that what I traveled was not official history, but a fantasy world, Wen Yu thought to himself.

This man can display tattoos out of thin air. According to the routine of the novel, he is definitely not an ordinary person. Wen Yu looked at him carefully. Although there was dirt on his face, he could vaguely tell that he was good-looking and he was a handsome man.But looks can't be eaten as food, Wen Yu secretly warned herself.

The other party's face was flushed at this time, Wen Yu reached out and touched the other party's forehead, it was a little hot, it may be a fever caused by an inflammation of the wound.

Such meticulous handling has actually caused inflammation. It seems that when I get hurt in the future, I should take it as a warning.

In this way, I will waste a piece of amoxicillin, and she only brought a box with her. She originally wanted to keep it in case of accidents in this war-torn era, but she didn’t expect the first one to be used here. This is really one less if you use one, it hurts to think about it.

Wen Yu found some dry branches nearby, took out the matches that he carried with him, and set them up according to the method he learned when watching variety shows before, leaving a gap underneath, and the flames were really strong. It is still good to be obsessed with variety shows.

He took out his own iron teacup, filled some lake water, and put it on the fire. After boiling, he used a branch to lift the teacup into the lake water to cool down. When the temperature was about the same, he put the pills in the other party’s mouth , and sent it down to the other party with warm water.

Sending the Buddha to the west, Wen Yu stared at the seriously injured person while staring at the fire, thinking in a daze: If I fell in love with this man, I would definitely deliver the medicine mouth to mouth according to the novel routine, but I am right I'm not interested in taking advantage, and if I take advantage of him, it means he takes advantage of me, so I'm not that stupid.

Second, after the other party finds out, they will definitely doubt my motives. Could it be that I have medicine, which exposes myself, and I am not that stupid.

"Water, water." The other party's intermittent murmur interrupted Wen Yu's wandering thoughts.This plot is exactly the same as that of the seriously injured people in the TV series. Wen Yu originally thought it was a plot deliberately added for weight in the TV series, but he didn't expect it to really appear in reality. Sure enough, art comes from life.

She sighed, handed the warm water she had been preparing to the other's mouth, and slowly sent it down.

In fact, Wen Yu can also clap her hands and leave, but if the person she wasted her best efforts to save dies, the time and energy she wasted will be wasted, so she feels very bad, and besides, it is hers to be rewarded for saving her. life rules.

From her point of view, those who save people from the unknown are likely to end up like mermaids. Although it is impossible for me to admire this guy, I feel very upset when I think of my credit being taken away by some unknown person.

When she met this person, she carefully analyzed the basic situation of this person in her mind.

The gun was pinned to the waist and abdomen of this man. Judging from the shape of the wound on his body and the degree of blood loss, he suffered a knife wound rather than a gunshot wound. This shows that he was not in conflict with the military, bandits, or Japanese. Otherwise, in this wilderness, the other party would have to worry about something, using a knife instead of a gun, it would be ridiculous to think about it.

It can be roughly concluded that there should be no major troubles in rescuing this person, and when I met him, he had been in a coma for four or five hours. There really was an enemy looking for him. He was already dead, and it was not her turn to save him. Well, for her, saving people is okay, but it's not worth taking her own life, please forgive her for being so spineless.

Zhang Qishan's head was dizzy, he went to the grave this time, many people were injured, and he almost got involved. When he woke up, he could clearly feel that his injury had been dealt with, and it was handled well.

He struggled to open his eyes, and saw a thin figure beside the fire, probably a young man, who should have been rescued by him.

Seeing him wake up, Wen Yu handed him half a sesame seed cake and a cup of warm water, "You just woke up, you probably don't have much strength in your body, Nuo, this is for you to eat, go back to the city by yourself when you're full, I can't carry you This big guy."

"Thank you little brother for saving me." Zhang Qishan forced a smile, but his eyes were full of vigilance.

"I don't have such good intentions, just you. I'm just afraid that if you die in front of me, I will turn into a ghost to scare me, and blame me for not saving you. And saving you wasted a bottle of Erguotou and a liner. How are you? Remember to return it to me later, I am Wen Yu, and I work as a waiter in Zhang Ji Restaurant." Wen Yu said angrily, and there is another amoxicillin, which is a loss, but I can't say it, my tone should not was suspected.

"Zhang must return it." Zhang Qishan looked at the other person's face and subconsciously became familiar with it.

But Wen Yu took every precaution, but she didn't expect that her good bandaging skills were already unusual, and the previous preventive measures could only be cover-ups and cover-ups.

The author has something to say: 2016.10.21

Thank you little angels for your support. Recently, I am overhauling and rearranging my thinking.