who's medicine

"Of course not, I want to let him know that I have begun to doubt him." Kan Qi lit a cigarette and threw the lighter on the table.

"Why do you doubt him?" Lao Wu didn't understand: "The Buddha statue is not in his hands."

"The Buddha statue is not in his hands because of you, but it is his reason that the Buddha statue was not safe in my hands."

"How can you be so sure?"

Kan Qi squinted his eyes and spewed smoke out of his mouth: "First, who in Xijiang is so bold as to pretend to be a national official in broad daylight? Second, there are people who love to collect like me and dare to confront me head-on. How many people? Third, this person probably got the news from the old man who helped me find the Buddha statue, because only he and my side knew about the transaction. In summary, the only thing that satisfies Only Wang Tong is left with these three conditions."

Yang Xiaohuan said incredulously: "But he is too arrogant, he dares to pretend to be a traffic policeman so grandly..."

"Don't you know that he and Captain Ma of the traffic police team are veterans for more than [-] years?" Kan Qi snorted.

Yang Xiaohuan suddenly realized, "Oh... no wonder he..."

"He wants the Buddha of Immeasurable Light, but now he can't afford that much money, so..."

"He just robbed you?" Lao Wu asked.

Kan Qi nodded, "Look at this despicable trick, he really doesn't want to be in Xijiang anymore!"

Yang Xiaohuan covered her face and said, "Damn it, I feel ashamed if I am him."

Kan Qi suddenly thought of something, and said, "Hey, I get annoyed when I mention the whereabouts of the Buddha statue. I want to teach that little stammer a lesson. Do you have any fun suggestions?" He didn't tell anyone about the provocative words Minglang said that day. People, it seems that he is too incompetent, and he can't afford to lose that person!

Lao Wu and Yang Xiaohuan looked at him with incredulous eyes at the same time, finding it difficult to understand.

"Look? What kind of eyes do you two have?"

Yang Xiaohuan said: "Brother Qi, with all due respect, why do I feel that you have become a little... a little unstable since you got into a fight with that courier boy?"

"What state?"

"You are so easily insane that it is unreasonable."

"Fuck you!" Kan Qi patted Yang Xiaohuan on the head: "Do you think I'm crazy now?"

Yang Xiaohuan rubbed the back of her head, and said honestly, "It's okay now, but as soon as you mention the courier brother, your mood will soon start to waver."

"Do you dare to say that I will tear your mouth to pieces right now, do you believe it?" Kan Qi pointed at him.

"Look, look, I'm not wrong, I'm starting to get excited." Yang Xiaohuan persevered against Kan Qi, really not afraid of death.

"You..." Kan Qi almost burst out.

He could imagine how ferocious his expression was at this moment, as if he really overreacted...

Lao Wu also wondered: "You can kill him with one move so that he will never turn over, why do you go to such a hassle and waste time, I feel tired for you..."

"Don't you think that Ling Chi's death is more rewarding than a one-shot death?"

"..."

It was a bright day to rest, and after lunch, I squatted on the balcony to clean up the ivy hanging on the outer wall.I don’t know if it’s because there is too much sunlight. It’s been less than half a year since the last cleanup, and the dense ivy has climbed to the balcony window again, which directly affects the lighting in the living room, and the whole house is shady and shady.

Xu Huafang couldn't help, so she sat in a wheelchair and directed her son to do the work.

"Son, come in a little bit more, don't just look outside, this window is not strong." This is the oldest wooden window frame, and the window will shake when you open it by hand, not to mention that Minglang is so big, he can't stand it. Certainly not safe on it.

"It's alright, I'm measured."

Most of Qinglang's body stretched out of the window, holding on to the window frame with one hand, and holding the tailor's shears in the other hand, pruning the plants covering the window little by little.Because he is too big, and the whole person is standing on a slant, it is difficult to control the balance, and he is sweating in just ten minutes.

This work is difficult, not to mention slow, and dangerous. If it goes on like this, it will take an hour or two even if there is no rest in the middle.

Xu Huafang felt that something was wrong, and said, "Forget it, don't do it, come down quickly, if you can't bask in the sun at home, I can go downstairs to do it."

"Don't interrupt me, I'll do it myself," Minglang continued with his hands: "Our old, old house is damp. If we don't let the sun out to remove the moisture, the walls will be... almost moldy."

"Then let the housekeeping company do it, they are professional."

"What are you thinking about?" Minglang patted off the ivy that fell on his body: "The housekeeping company came to Guangqing to clean up this thing, at least one or two hundred yuan. Are you hungry for money?"

Xu Huafang blinked: "Isn't it thirty?"

Brightly smiled: "Thirty? It's not enough for... the appearance fee."

Xu Huafang didn't speak anymore, she stared blankly at her son's busy back, her mind was in a trance.Minglang is 27 years old. In his eyes, his son is a solid man with a sense of responsibility and responsibility. He is filial and conscientious, but he is still single because of his own reasons. Saving money for medical treatment, in the past few years, as big as a mobile phone, as small as a pair of socks, he has basically never bought anything for himself, because he has no time to look at other things. In his opinion, the personal things are as long as they can be used.

Such an excellent boy, why doesn't he even have a woman to accompany him?

"Son, do you still remember the aunt who lived upstairs above us?"

"Remember, what's wrong?" Minglang raised his head to inspect the small piece of creeper he had cleaned up, and took a breath.

"She called me this morning."

"Oh, I asked you to... go to the senior activity center to sing?"

"No, she asked me..." Xu Huafang pondered what to say: "Ask me if you are married."

Minglang closed his eyes helplessly, knowing that his mother was going to repeat the same old tune again, he couldn't stand it anymore, didn't this group of elderly women have other topics to talk about besides asking each other whether their children were married or not?vulgar!

Mingming pretended not to hear, and concentrated on trimming the ivy on the outer wall.

"I said you didn't have a date, so Auntie Duan said...she will introduce you to one." Xu Huafang became quiet after speaking, waiting for Mingming's response.

After 2 minutes, Ming Lang said nonchalantly: "I'm fine, I'm just afraid of being a waste, wasting the girl's time, and also dampening Auntie Duan's enthusiasm."

The meaning is obvious, and people will definitely not take a fancy to him.

"Then why don't we meet again? Maybe it's right? He's a college student!" Anyway, Xu Huafang didn't want to let go of any chance to find a partner for her son.

"You know, do you know what's going on in our family?"

"Should...you know?"

"How can our family's three-acre or three-point land accommodate a dignified... college student?"

Xu Huafang said: "Don't think that everyone is so materialistic. There are plenty of simple and original college students."

"Just say that you've already made the arrangements, let me go and see them, and it's over once I meet them?" Are you tired of going around such a big detour?

"Er... so to speak."

"When?" Ming Lang asked.

"If you rest today, then set it to this evening? Is that all right?"

Mingming heard it, mom has already made all the arrangements!

"You've already made a decision, so don't ask me if it's okay, just tell me where to go, and it's over if I don't."

At around 05:30 in the afternoon, Minglang changed his clothes and was about to go out for a blind date banquet. Before leaving, Xu Huafang chased him to the door in a wheelchair and told him, "Remember, no matter whether you see the girl or not, you must Do you know how to send people home safely? This is the etiquette that men should have."

"Got it," Minglang said helplessly, emphasizing it more than 50 times: "Mom, you haven't told me what your name is?"

"Zhang Shujing."

Minglang rode a motorcycle to a Chinese restaurant on Wuyi Road. He delivered takeaway food from this restaurant. The price was so high that two people couldn't eat it for less than [-] yuan.The same goes for my mom, why don't I order a more personalized food stall?He had to come to such an expensive place, he sighed softly, parked his motorcycle and walked in.

Now it was exactly six o'clock, and the woman hadn't come yet. After sitting down, Minglang looked around and looked at the decoration inside.Usually, he rushes in with a takeaway, turns around and goes out. He has never eaten here, and looking at the exquisite dishes on the table next to him, he is a little worried that he will have enough money to pay the bill.

Ten minutes later, a woman of medium height who looked about 10 or seven years old walked into the restaurant. She looked around as if she was looking for someone. Mingming saw that this person should be the Zhang Shujing her mother was talking about, and hurriedly stood up and waved to her. He smiled and said, "Hey...here..."

He was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

The woman blinked and asked, "Are you Mingming?"

Qingming nodded shyly: "Yeah, I am."

Zhang Shujing looked at Minglang's straight waist and clear and regular facial features, his eyes lit up, he walked over and sat down.

Minglang poured her a glass of water and said, "Let's order, see what you want to eat?"

"You can order, I won't be picky," Zhang Shujing said.

"I haven't, I haven't eaten here before, I don't know what's delicious, it's you, you order!"

Zhang Shujing smiled slightly, and stopped being polite to him, so he quickly ordered three dishes and one soup.Seeing how familiar she is with ordering dishes, she should be frequenting this restaurant.

"Its signature dish is seafood hot pot. I like it very much. The crabs and shrimps are very fresh." Zhang Shujing said.

"I... I haven't eaten it, it's too expensive."

"How do you know it's expensive if you haven't eaten it?"

"I often deliver food to their family. I probably... know the price." Minglang said honestly.

"Aren't you working in a motorcycle repair shop? Why are you delivering food again?" Zhang Shujing blinked.

Minglang said without any concealment: "I'm at the motorcycle shop during the day, and deliver food at night."

"Why do you arrange your time so tightly? Young people need to give themselves some leeway, don't push it too hard." Zhang Shujing also said very sincerely.

"No way, the family just, just needs money." Minglang said honestly.

Before Zhang Shujing came, she probably heard Auntie Duan talk about the situation of Minglang's family. After hearing a few words from him just now, she felt that although this man was poor, he was a real man, responsible and responsible.

"I really appreciate you. People can be poor, but they can't be lazy. People can be betrayed by life, but they can't give up life. Come on."

Minglang did not expect Zhang Shujing to say such inspiring words. He has been used to being spurned and despised over the past few years, but the deepest arrogance in his heart has never changed.In his opinion, poverty has nothing to do with ambition. He can remain poor forever, but his backbone and bottom line will never disappear because of poverty. Perhaps it is the reason for being a soldier. His stubbornness has never changed over the years.

"Well, I will."

Zhang Shujing found that Minglang was really a person of few words, and had almost no habit of actively finding topics to chat with.

It wasn't until the dishes ordered were served that Minglang served Zhang Jingshu a bowl of rice, and then said: "Eat more, you're welcome."

Zhang Shujing looked at the full bowl of rice and said with a smile: "How can a boy fill a girl's rice so full? Raising pigs is also a revolution, right? You know, no matter how thin a girl looks, her weight loss plan is It is implemented throughout the year.”

Minglang was stunned, he had never considered this aspect before, he only knew that treating guests to dinner should not make people go home hungry.

"Then...then give me your rice, I haven't eaten my bowl yet, you use mine."

It's been a long time since Zhang Shujing met such a simple and straightforward boy, and he thought he was sincere and cute, "It's okay, since you've prepared everything, I'll eat it, and remember it next time."

Qingming is slightly happy, and there is a next time?Does that mean there's something to be said for this?The woman didn't dislike him?

Just as he had just taken two mouthfuls of the meal for himself, someone walked up to their table, slapped the table hard with both hands, and stood still.

This sudden movement startled the unsuspecting Minglang who was eating, he raised his head inexplicably, and the first thing that caught his eyes was Kan Qi's wretched face, looking at him with malicious intentions. I know what's on my mind.

"What are you doing here?" Ming Lang asked with a frown.

Kan Qi tilted his head, "Why do you think we are so destined? We can see you everywhere we go."

In fact, this is pure nonsense. He originally invited a buddy to eat grilled fish in the outskirts of the city this afternoon, but when he was about to leave the city, he received a call from Yang Xiaohuan, explaining that Lang was eating at his restaurant, so he canceled the date without saying a word, and drove straight to the restaurant come.

"Why are you here?" What Minglang thought at this moment was that he had better not make trouble, after all, there was a girl beside him.

Kan Qi asked back: "I am the owner of this restaurant, what do you think I am doing here?"

Kan Qi opened this place?Why hasn't anyone told him for so long... But it's normal, how could he talk about such high-end people who are full of jewels in his poor social circle.Suddenly he felt that the takeaway he came here to pick up made his hands stink!

"I want to eat, please go back...to avoid."

"No problem," Kan Qi turned his head and shouted at the service desk: "Fourth brother, give Mr. Ming a [-]% discount at the checkout!"

"No, I can afford it." Ming Lang would never accept such a person's "good intentions".

"Don't tell me, it's not easy for you to earn money. You repair motorcycles during the day and deliver food at night. Your whole body is full of hardships of dying on the edge of life. If you die from exhaustion in a month, you only need three or four thousand yuan. That's all. ..." Kan Qi glanced at Zhang Shujing who was sitting across the table: "Is there still time to enjoy poetry and distant places?"

"none of your business?"

"Just fight with me, don't make trouble with money."

"I said, no need." Ming Lang said firmly.

Kan Qi put on an incomprehensible face: "Why don't you appreciate it? Is it the stubbornness that Mayday gave you?"

"While I still have a taste, hurry... quickly disappear."

Kan Qi said with a half-smile, "Okay, there will be a time later."

After Kan Qi said this, he actually left. Mingming was really surprised that he left so simply and without finding fault. At the same time, the last sentence he dropped before leaving made Minglang slightly uneasy.

Seeing Kan Qi walking away, Zhang Shujing asked, "Do you know Kan Qi?"

"There is a festival... Do you know him?" It seems that Kan Qi is really a person in Xijiang City, even Zhang Shujing knows him.

"You have a problem with him?" Zhang Shujing was a little incredulous.

"It's him who has and has festivals with me."

"Hey...how did you two meet?"

"..."