No Worries about Food and Medicine

After the Laba, someone started to make New Year ’s sugar cakes. Fermented malt millet was boiled in an open cauldron with water. The boiled sugar is based on the experience of the fire and the master of the sugar craftsmanship. Pull it up, but it can't be too skinny, otherwise the taste is not good, the guests don't buy it. The hot sugar paste is poured on the big case so that it is not hot, you have to rub the sugar, pull the sugar, and pull the sugar while it is soft.

Now that the weather is cold, the sugar is good. The snow stopped in Xin'an County, and there was some rain in the middle. The ground was wet and dry. Until a young year, the ground was finally tired. The snow surface with footprints. Pulling sugar is also a skill, straight into a stick, flat cakes, and round ones called sugar melons, which are also divided into sizes.

Yu Jinnian stayed in the night and was lying in a sugar shop. He watched two young masters pull sugar while listening to them chatting, saying that their family had once pulled a huge cantaloupe for a wealthy businessman. The inside is also specially made into a hollow, and when knocked open, all kinds of peanut kernels, almonds, melon seeds wrapped in it will flow out like sand. Yu Jinnian heard it with relish, and couldn't help but order a big one Cantaloupe.

Their home-made sugar is unique. The finished annual sugar is as white as snow or shiny like gold, which is much better than some other store's unknown. Because there is so much sugar in a bowl of noodle restaurants, and it is specially made, Yu Jinnian also has the honor of squatting in the store to appreciate the sugar. The two masters are brothers. There is no need for tacit understanding. This slender candy bar is held straight in the hand. The one pinches a piece of twine between the fingers and twists it neatly and evenly on the candy bar. Drop a small sugar ball in the shape of a melon.

There is a dust pan full of fried fragrant white sesame seeds under the candy bar. The twisted melons are all bite-sized according to Yu Jinnian's requirements. They are rolled in the sesame dust pan homeopathically. Hot sesame seeds.

The orange lights are red and the sweets are lovely.

Yu Jinnian could n’t wait to grab one and eat it. Because it was still hot, he burned his tongue first when he entered his mouth. He hissed and greeted the window with a few breaths of cold air. Once again, the cantaloupe was crushed and sticky. On the teeth, the person is so sweet that he has a tongue, and his tongue and mouth are so sticky that he can't break it. The two little masters laughed at me with one word: "It hasn't been frozen yet, wait outside. One night, Minger's sugar was crispy in the morning, how could the little boss be so anxious! "

He was glued on himself, how could he let others pass, then grabbed a few hot cantaloupes, put them on his hands with oil paper, and ran back to a bowl of noodle restaurants not far away in the night, entered the door, Seeing Ji Hong waiting for his return while reading a book, he stuffed a man's mouth into the mouth with a bad stomach.

Fortunately, He Jihong's mouth was also glued up. He was reserved, and he did not want to complain to the teenager. He only ate this piece of sticky candy with his brows frowning. He grabbed the man back and squeezed it into the narrow gap between the two cabinets in the room. On the left and right are the important things of bottles, cans and cans. Yu Jinnian dared not to move against the wall behind his back and whispered to him for mercy. Where did Ji Hong easily let him go, really searched in his mouth Before giving up.

Both of them had just eaten sugar, one game and one sweet, even more difficult than the sticky melon.

Tomorrow is a small year. To sweep the inside and outside, and to sacrifice the stove to the gods, the two should not stick together for too long. Yu Jinnian told Rao that he picked up a small bag that Qinghuan had sewn in the morning, filled it with aromatic herbs such as Atractylodes, Zanthoxylum bungeanum, Aiye, Huoxiang, and Fengfeng, and then tightened the mouth of the bag with a colored thread Called Tu Su Bag, it is said to be able to ward off evil spirits and filth. Yu Jinnian didn't believe these ghosts and gods, but he still wanted to enter the village, so he hung one on his door, and the rest was given to diners when he opened the door tomorrow.

Ji Hong didn't know where to find a small piece of wood. He also sat beside Yu Jinnian and carved a wooden stamp with a simple knife to print a small bowl. Although it is made of wood, it feels delicate when touched, and there is no thorn in the wood. There is also a small hole on the top of Zhangzi, which can be used to tie the small rope to prevent loss.

He said: "The time is tight and there is no good material. Let's use it for the time being. I will change it for you in the future."

"Like it!" Yu Jinnian couldn't put it down, immediately wrapped it in a muslin and put it in a small money pocket around his waist.

Early in the morning on the second day, Skyrim will be white, and there will already be vocals on the street. It is also surprising that the night watchman walked all the way and could hit several familiar faces who often sleep and sleep. The two brothers in the sugar shop also sent Yu Jinnian's pre-ordered sugar candies and sugar cakes early, for fear that they might miss the business in his shop. After a night of cold storage, the melons have become crunchy, and when they tapped their teeth, they broke into their mouths and creak and have fun. The sugar was harvested by Qinghuan. She had a good eye and asked Sui Sui to touch a lot. She secretly put it in her pocket like a baby and ate her toothache.

Yu Jinnian made red dates, buns and reunion cakes in the back kitchen.

The round or ingot-shaped white noodles are covered with big red dates, steamed in a pot, the method of preparation is simple, and the picture is auspicious; the reunion cake is kneaded with glutinous rice flour, vegetarian oil, and sesame sugar to form a dough, which is made into small pieces The cake is also steamed in the rice bowl.

Both hands were left and right, and Ji Hong simply made a make-up cake to nourish the deficiency and strengthen the spleen and stomach.

This cake is not uncommon. It is made of Poria, Chinese yam, lotus seeds, and radish. It is steamed and ground into powder, and then kneaded with the noodles. According to the taste, a little osmanthus honey is added. Once it is flattened, it can be steamed once more. The patterned mold is used to create a colorful phoenix and the five bats are safe.

After making the cake, Yu Jinnian used red yeast powder to adjust the viscous paint and used it as an ink pad to cover the cakes one by one with the stamps carved by him by Ji Hong. They were both bright in color and easy to enter. It happened that Ji Hong himself passed by. He raised his hand and printed one on the back of the opponent's hand. He was happy to say: "Seal you a stamp, it will be mine in the future!"

Ji Hong's patience with teenagers has always been very good. His hands were soaked in water, and he was not covered with color. At this time, he wiped his hands and printed red. After a long time, he stamped him. He was not bothered. "Hum" with a smile: "Mr. Yu will be alone."

On the contrary, Yu Jinnian became shy, turned his head and sold steamed glutinous pastry to sell, pretended not to care about Ji Hong, and shouted Duan Ming and Qinghuan together to “dust”, but in fact, he was cheerful, like 10,000. The head deer knocked over the south wall.

Dust is also a custom of the 24th month of the twelfth lunar month. Every day, every household must sweep the courtyard portals and clean up the dusty cobwebs to refresh the home. This is both a new meaning of the Spring Festival and a respect for the gods of the heavens. , Every ditch is cleaned. Yu Jinnian was carefully cleaning the long-used pottery jar with a small broom under the kitchen, and he heard a loud noise of gongs and drums in front of him.

"Vicious and evil spirits! Go and go ..."

Qinghuan bought Pepsi and Hutou New Year paintings from outside, and was entangled by a group of demons and ghosts. The tall one was barefoot, wearing a tattered red cloth, and his face was painted white with something unknown. The other was shorter, with a big face, and a big mouth of blood basin, and there were three or five strange ghosts, singing and dancing around her.

She was stuck in the middle of it, and suddenly the devil shouted "Oh!", And several burly strong men with painted cheeks rushed out, the black-faced clock Kui, the red-faced magistrate, each holding a mahogany bow and thatched bales. Whip, slammed into the little devil, and weird words in the mouth could not be understood by others.

A group of little ghosts were chased and groaned, and ran away.

The scattered ghosts ran to the two sides of the shop, arched with a funny face with a funny face, and shouted: "Great luck, discuss the profit, the main source of wealth!"

The crowd of onlookers laughed and cheered, unpacked, and took out one or two copper plates and threw them out. A "Little Devil" blinked her clear, bright eyes and stared at Yu Jinnian, who was leaning in front of a bowl of noodle restaurants. He might be the first time to be a ghost in the street. The louder the more lucky money was, the louder all the children shouted, but only he mosquitoed in general: "The main house is lucky ..."

——In fact, it's not small. His size is the same as that of Yu Jinnian. Under the face of Tu Hua, it is estimated that he is a teenager similar to his age.

However, Yu Jinnian did not care about his gestures, smiled, and grabbed a few copper plates from the cabinet. He picked up two reunion cakes and gave them to him: "Good luck!"

The devil was holding the copper coins and the reunion cake in both hands, staring at the place without blinking his eyes, sticking out the tip of his tongue from time to time, and licking the bad paint on his mouth was slobbered. Yu Jinnian looked back and saw that he was eating a The ear of sesame candy-melon-it turns out that this kid wants to eat candy-melon.

Since he was not that stingy person, he turned around and went to the backyard to get the sweet melons: "What is this, I'll grab some for you to eat."

In this round of work, Yu Jinnian has wrapped dozens of cantaloupes in greaseproof paper, and also took a susu bag, and walked along the road: "Take this back and hang it in front of your door ... Hey, how about people?" He Looking puzzledly outside the door, looking for the greedy little monster, he just protruded out of the shop door-Huo Ran extended his hand from behind the door panel, grabbed his stuff, and turned his head to run!

"Hey!" Yu Jinnian reacted violently, chasing her around her waist, "My purse! My knife!"

Where can I still catch up, the little ghost ran into the crowd in an instant, taking advantage of the chaos of the Nuo to hide and hide in the cracks of the people for a few times, and soon disappeared. Yu Jinnian stood in the ranks of driving Nuo, and even looked at several teenagers with similar heads and figures, pulled his shoulders and turned back to take a closer look, but it was not until the whole team knocked and beat away, he was still stunned. Ground.

What to do, he lost Ji Hong's little machete, and the newly engraved little seal was gone.

In the blink of an eye, how could it be robbed!

Yu Jinnian found a few streets, and he didn't find the figure stolen by the little thief. He even kept his eye on it, thinking that if the little devil had eaten a reunion cake or sesame candy gourd, he would always throw oil paper bags on the ground! There was also a small chapter printed on the paper bag, and I could look for it after all this ... but most of the west of the city was touched by him, and he turned over in the corners and even in the ash pile. No clues were found.

He went back to the noodle restaurant with frustration. Ji Hong was wearing clothes to go out. His first thought was to ask him where to go, but remembering that he had lost the other side's scimitar, he felt unable to ask and hesitated on the spot. Freshman until his hand fell into another pair of generous palms.

Ji Hong saw that his newly-changed clothes were dusty in the morning, and his hands were dirty. He couldn't help worrying, "Where did I go, and suddenly disappeared, making me worry."

"I ..." Yu Jinnian couldn't open his mouth, his mouth seemed to be stuck by a melon, but he didn't feel sweet, with a bitter taste, and his head was honestly explained, "I'm not good, treat you mother The little machete left for you is lost, the purse is gone, and the small seal you carved for me ... "

Ji Hong frowned and said nothing.

"I will find it back!" Yu Jinnian was anxious to show his loyalty, and wanted to say that he was really not intentional, but he rushed to the mouth with arguable words, and heard a snort, like a sneer, so he dare not look up, The arrogance was quenched in an instant. Although he often likes to show off his coquettish ways to please Ji Hong, he also knows that it is not as simple as breaking a bowl or washing his clothes. He has been lingering for a long time, leaving only a sentence from his heart: "Sorry."

After a long time, Ji Hong didn't say anything, Yu Jinnian bravely looked up, but he saw the other person's teasing expression, and finally he looked up, the tip of his eyebrows slightly said: "I dare not look up in your life I am. "

Yu Jinnian was speechless: "Are you angry? That knife ..."

Ji Hong led him back to the backyard, washed his hands with water, and urged people to change clothes. He said: "A knife that is precious is nothing more than a dead thing. If you lose it, you will lose it. If you are fine, just come and see if I am not injured?"

Yu Jinnian shook his head, but he never frowned, thinking about the little baby he didn't know where to go. Ji Hong took the time to change his clothes and pressed people to eat tofu for a while. Yu Jinnian couldn't care about two things in his head. He soon panted and had to let go of the little thief for a while. Concentrate on dealing with Ji Da rogue in front of you.

"It's a Nuo driver. I'll ask tomorrow if anyone knows him ..." Yu Jinnian dressed and covered the red mark at the base of his neck with his collar. He touched it with his hand and looked carefully. Look. Ji Hong posted it on his own and laughed: "There are also in Beijing."

"What?" Yu Jinnian's heart was robbed with a small machete and a red mark on his neck. He didn't understand what he said.

"Driving Nuo ceremonies." Ji Hongdao said, "But it was the Secretary of the Forbidden Middle School. The gods and demons, the fairy kings and ghosts will come out from the palace gate at 23 o'clock. , Traveled through the cities of the North and South, and did not return to the ban until Youshi. It was so exciting to sing for a whole day. "

Yu Jinnian said with emotion: "I really want to take a look."

"There will be opportunities." Ji Hong said.

The two spent time together and tried to move their hands and feet. Yu Jinnian struggled with him so much that he finally put on his clothes neatly, but he did n’t dare to continue with him. He ran to the kitchen and got a new steam. The good Poria made cake and reunion cake come and share with everyone in a bowl of noodle restaurant.

"Eating a reunion cake is a good reunion!" Qing Huan said happily.

Seeing the reunion cake, Yu Jinnian inevitably remembered the kid who had robbed him of things. He kindly brought sugar and cakes to eat, but instead he was rewarded by enemies and robbed his baby. It was really annoying! He took a bite of the cake.

A bowl of noodle restaurants is full of joy, singing and dancing in the theater, Jiang's family is big, and the busy year is too much to be a servant, and the young master at home can't get in anyway. Jiang Bingren is used to it. The sleeve bag listens to music in the opera room.

This theater opened for less than ten years, and the repertoire of the meeting was sung by others. It is not as good as the flowers and willows in Yicuige. However, he wanted to go to Yicuige to buy tunes, but he also thought of himself. Nowadays, it is barely considered to be a family person. It is not easy to go to that kind of place three days at a time, so you can only grievance yourself and pass the time in the theater.

He leaned against the soft slump with a mouth, and put the peeled white fat melon seeds in his mouth next to the "home", he didn't need to move his fingers, and he became a Buddha.

Since he was a Buddha, he had to be offered by others. Shi Xing reached over and rubbed his waist slightly to avoid people.

This is not Jiang Bingren's willingness to be as lazy as he is, but it's really expensive but not suitable. It ’s not that these days I have spent time with someone, and I have made the Spring Breeze House so that there is only a word of spring. Which one of the desks and chairs has not suffered, is that he wants to move, and he is too tired to move. , I ca n’t wait to get in and out of the room. Fortunately, although he was tired, he still felt comfortable, and he could be served with all his heart afterwards, telling him to go one step further on the dull road.

Chewing sweet sunflower seeds in his mouth, Jiang Bingren was bored, and waved his hand to call a man in the theater: "How long have you seen Bai Begonia coming out to sing?"

The man said with a smile: "Bai Haitang said he was in a hug, and he hasn't been on stage for half a year. I'm afraid it's ... not very good. A new Lanxiang came here in the first month. He was young, but his throat was all right, Master Jiang. Come out to taste? "

Hearing that Bai Begonia couldn't sing, Jiang Bingren had no fun, so he planted it on the couch with boredom.

The guy had just stepped back, and after a while there was no sudden hearing of the commotion downstairs. Jiang Bingren jumped up to see the excitement, but his body stiffened, and his face fell back red and pink, instructing Shi Xingdao: "Look at what happened child?"

Shi Xing glanced: "It looks like someone is coming to the scene."

It was a young boy who was dressed neatly, but when he looked at the material, he knew that he was a shabby man. He grabbed a little clerk in a troupe, and opened and closed his mouth to say something. I saw that little keeper was impatient. Shaking his hand away, he vaguely listened to: "... our class leader saw him work hard for the team, there is no hard work and there is hard work, kindly subsidize you. Now he is sick for half a year, we are not a temple of grace, What money do you still have to face? "

The boy's face widened, shaking his hand angrily: "You must have hurt him!"

The little manager sneered: "Who said that it hurts others, and it's not self-inflicted, who forced him?" He suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him playfully, "but he said that he wanted to make a confession. The reader is the one who reads the word, is it you?

The young man's complexion turned white.

The little manager was about to call someone to get him out. On the second floor of the theater, Jiang Bingren was across from them. Suddenly, a middle-aged man came out and waved his hand down. The little manager put his mouth down and took out a handful of copper Throwing on his body: "Okay, we have a good heart. Our twenty-four is today, and we can't be guilty, so we will reward you with a few auspicious money, and take the money and leave! Mo come again!"

Jiang Bingren was lying at the window, resting his arm on his arm. He thought that the young man was a reader anyway, and refused to bend over the five buckets of rice. Who knew that the other party had only stagnated for a moment, and then bent over to pick up the copper plates one by one and wondered Silently walked out of the sleeve.

"I'm really not ambitious." Jiang Bingren tweeted again, and returned to the couch.

The young man had money and hurried to the Hutong Hutong. He ran to the end of the alley. It was a small open space with a towering acacia tree next to it. I did n’t know what year and who planted it. Unable to hug. After walking to the tree, he plucked a thin layer of soil, dug out a clay pot, took out a money bag, a small machete inlaid with gems, and two oil paper bags that were not willing to eat all the way. .

While holding something, he climbed up the tree again and folded a branch of acacia without flowers and leaves, before going back.

Entering a humble little house in the alley of Houxifang, he smelled of burning charcoal fire. He thought that the people in the room were afraid of the cold. He warmed the charcoal stove by himself and hid the things in his arms. , Only holding the two oil-paper bags, she pushed in and called out: "Begonia, look at what good things I got today-what do you do!"

He was so shocked that he rushed over to grab the red iron rod in Bai Begonia's hand and exhausted all his energy to throw it away. He went to pull the white begonia, but the white begonia tried everything he could to break free: "Don't care about me, don't care about me!"

"Bai Begonia!" He grabbed the opponent and said nothing to dare to let go.

Bai Begonia knelt on the ground, his fingers covered with black ash left by the charcoal fire, he covered his face with his hands and tried to avoid it, so his face became a dark mass: "You do n’t look at me, it ’s too ugly Do n’t watch it. It ’s gone when it ’s burnt, Ating, it ’ll be fine when it ’s burnt ... "

Su Ting's eyes were sour, and he slowly removed Bai Begonia's hand, and he saw a couple of copper-red pustular rashes on the face of a fine and beautiful woman, and the heavy ones were red and rotten. He wanted to touch Bai Begonia's face, but was avoided by the other party. Su Ting had to let go of his hand and endured the sourness in his eyes, trying to laugh: "Brother Tang, you are not ugly. Don't burn that."

Not only is it not ugly, but also the most beautiful one, especially the eyes, as if it is the blue lake water of the cold sand of the smoke cage, with a vein of love, and a tender voice like the water like a precious silk, pinching the flowing Toned, Su Ting got stuck when he saw him for the first time.

He sings Tsing Yi and Hua Dan. On the stage during the day is everyone's white begonia, and at night in a bed, it is Su Ting's alone begonia. He loves beauty, he loves it so much, he never makes his face dirty, he also loves to wear skirts, and he likes to spend a lot of money. He usually likes to ask Su Ting: "Is it good-looking?"

How can it not look good?

"Look, I folded your favorite Acacia branch. Although it has no leaves and no flowers, it will open next year." Su Ting helped him to the bed and inserted the folded Acacia branch into the broken corner pottery at the head of the bed. Here, he took out a paper bag from his shirt, a pair of reunion cakes, one for each other.

Begonia asked hoarsely, "Where did it come from?"

"Going to follow Nuo today, the shop owner kindly gave it and gave a lot of money ... a good person." Su Ting whispered, he took the comb and slowly combed Haitang's hair, although the movement was very light, There was still a lot of hair strands between the teeth. He quietly hid the hair strands under the mattress, as if nothing had happened, "Tomorrow will be able to renew the medicine. Begonia, will you give me another middleman?"

"Have you bought the book?" Bai Haitang asked, "What about the pen and ink? What do you say in the academy? Is the essay saying your writing is good?"

Su Ting nodded: "Well, I bought them all, and my husband said that my writing is ... good."

In fact, he threw the paper on his face, saying that he was difficult to carve, and the child didn't teach.

Bai Begonia was in a bad spirit. He didn't hear any of them, and he didn't think that Su Ting would cheat him. He finally let go of his heart, and was very happy. He praised like a child: "I know, Ating is brilliant, Must be able to be in high school! "

He did n’t want to eat, but because Su Ting worked hard to get the reunion cake, he swallowed it after all the hardships, but he could n’t eat the sweet melon, so he only looked at Su Ting as if he had tasted it himself. I was so happy that I finally sent two sips of warm water before lying on the bed, but my eyes could not be separated from the charcoal fire. I was afraid that I hadn't let go of the rash with an iron rod. Su Ting hurriedly lifted the stove, poured it out with a basin of cold water, and locked the firewood and fire folder at home, so that Bai Begonia would not have the opportunity to get it.

At night, Su Ting wanted to go to bed, but Bai Begonia wrapped his quilt, and refused him thousands of miles away.

"I hug you, just hug it." Su Ting clasped the corner, begging.

Bai Begonia shook his head and pointed to a humble small bed made of scrap wood next to it.

Su Ting could not but lie on the wooden bed and stare at Bai Begonia on his side: "Begonia, why don't I go to the academy? I heard that I was recruiting workers on the wharf and gave me some money every day. I made money. Can treat you. We will ... "

Before he finished speaking, Bai Begonia sat up suddenly and said in amazement: "Dare you!"

Su Ting: "I ..."

As soon as he mentioned this, Bai Begonia glared and began to shed tears. Su Ting thought about a bunch of words every time, but he was blocked by Bai Haitang's silent tears every time. He dared not mention the matter of dropping out of school. Then he knelt up and promised, "I read, I read! Well, don't cry." He pulled his sleeves away to wipe his eyes, but he was also hidden by the other party. He secretly wiped himself in the quilt.

"Why don't you let me go to bed?" Su Ting asked quietly.

It took a long time for the spine on the bed to move, and Bai Haitang said: "I am sick."

"I'm not afraid of your illness!" Su Ting said, "Don't you take care of me when I was ill before? Let me go up to Begonia. It's so cold on this board, it's freezing me too."

Su Ting is good at showing weakness, and is accustomed to knowing how to use the sympathy of others. This is to pinch the seven inches of Bai Begonia. A little pinch can make Bai Begonia have no choice but to follow his method. It's a pity that since he became ill, Bai Begonia seemed to have changed his heart. No matter how pitifully he asked, he said "no".

This is still the case tonight, Su Ting still failed to climb into the bed of Begonia.

Another day and night.

Su Ting got up and saw that Bai Begonia was still falling asleep, and he took out the scimitar from the cabinet crouchingly, stroking the ruby ​​inlaid above it carefully against the sun, and it was hard to hide his joy in his eyes. The cloth pocket at the academy put up the knife, and stuffed a few books into the pocket to cover people's eyes and eyes, and then took the pocket to the east of the city.

As long as he is the knife, he will have money to buy medicine for Begonia!

Su Ting happily went to the pawnshop, but he didn't expect that the duty manager on duty was going out. The guy in the shop couldn't estimate the price and asked him to come back after an hour. He had to put the knife back in his bag, and walked around to Shourentang. Shourentang was the best medical office in the county, but it was also expensive. He wanted to ask Haitang the best doctor, but it was in the bag. Shy.

Since Begonia fell ill, he realized how useless he was. It turned out that all these years have relied on Begonia to sing hard to make money, so that he could afford such a good academy. Knowing that he is not talented enough, no matter how diligent, he won't get into the eyes of Mr. To read the book, Begonia's disease also needs to be cured. He usually goes to the academy on weekdays. Even if he grabs some livelihood to do it at night, he can't earn a few dollars. money.

Su Ting knew that he was insulting as a literati, but now it is the case. After doing it for a long time, he is numb, and even stealing is more handy. So far, he has not been caught by the current. Only when facing Bai Haitang He suddenly gave birth to some shame.

Today, being this knife, you should be able to afford the doctor of Shou Ren Tang ...

He thought so, but saw a few figures walking out of the medical hall, headed by a petite son with a pimple on his face, so that his face was destroyed by a string of erosive blisters, and a wife who comforted him next to him After they walked out, they turned back and thanked those inside.

Seeing from afar that the manager of the pawnshop was back, Su Ting was about to leave. At this time, another man came out of the medical hall, a handsome young man in Tsing Yi, and it was the little boss he had grabbed the scimitar the other day!

The young man in Tsing Yi carried a very secular basket with some seedlings lying in it. He pulled out a basket from the basket, and for a long time he drew out a sue bag, which was given to the sore young man, and he gently smiled: "Relax, you are sore sores, just look at the powerful ones now, as long as you take the medicine well, it will take off the scab within a month, and then apply some deodorant ointment, your face will not Scarred. This Tusu bag is for you. "

"Thank you little doctor, thank you little doctor!" The woman said thanks.

Luo Qian then came out and patted Yu Jinnian's shoulder and smiled: "Today, there are many people who see the disease, and you are passing by. You should consider it, come to my Shourentang for a consultation!"

Yu Jinnian quipped: "I still have a family to support. These consultations are not enough for me to splurge on!" He said, looking back at Su Ting under the steps, because Su Ting wore a rotten clothes when he grabbed his things yesterday. The face is painted with a ghost of flowers. Today is an upright scholar of Wenxiu. Although he feels a flash of familiarity, he can't recognize it, and he can't think that this person in front of him is the one he can't wait for. Thief steals.

Seeing him, Su Ting wanted to escape subconsciously, and for a moment realized that the other party could not recognize himself at all, so he dared to look at Yu Jinnian carefully. He heard that Fang Cai's wife called him a little doctor, but he had heard of this legendary young doctor who could live to die.

"Are you going to see a doctor too?" Yu Jinnian wondered, looking at his eyes.

Su Ting swallowed and swallowed two steps forward, and asked, "Will you see sores?"

Yu Jinnian was stunned and said with a smile: "It depends on what kind of sore. Will it be seen, only the person who saw the disease knows. Who is sick, you, or your family? What kind of sore is it, how long? Does it hurt, does itchy? "

Su Ting didn't expect him to meet for the first time, and stood outside the medical hall, so he questioned so carefully. He didn't know how to describe Begonia's illness, and he said: "Same as the person just now? It hurts, it ’s the face, the face ... "

Yu Jinnian thought about it and shook his head: "It's still good to see the sick people. Do you want to come in? There are many doctors in Shouren Hall."

Su Ting lowered his head to hold the cloth in his arms, but did not say the phrase "I have no money". Yu Jinnian didn't know that his little machete was just three steps away from him. He walked down the stairs, still feeling it in a basket full of vegetables, and pulled out a slaughter bag: "Send you , Eliminate diseases and disasters. "

Yu Jinnian stretched out his hand and didn't say goodbye to him until the other party took it, and walked to the Chengxi noodle restaurant.

Su Ting stunned holding the medicine bag for a long time. It wasn't until Yu Jinnian's back completely disappeared on the vocal long street that he recovered. He put the Tu Su bag under his nose and smelled it. Come out, it seems to be able to heal people for many years.

He walked to the door of the **** shop holding the cloth bag. When the man saw him coming, he hurried in and asked, "We are back in charge, please come in."

Su Ting followed into the front hall and stood under a tall diamond-shaped window with wooden leaves. The steward with the goatee asked him: What should he do? Live when dead?

A huge wooden screen stood behind him, adorned with the word "dang".

Gold and silver jewelry, antique jade and house title deeds entered this door, and they all turned into white flowers and silver.

Su Ting opened his mouth and suddenly said, "I'm wrong!" He turned and rushed out. He ran back to the Houxifang Hutong. Under the acacia tree, he carefully found a circle along the root of the wall, and then started. Among the pile of dust, he retrieved the Tu Su bag that was thrown away by him yesterday. He slapped both Tu Su bags clean and brought it home.

At that time, Begonia was already awake, sitting on the bed and wondering what he was thinking. When he suddenly came back, he hung a small cloth bag on the head of the bed: "What is it?"

Su Tingdao said: "To sue the bag, fight the epidemic and remove evil spirits. Hang one for you and get sick quickly!"

Bai Begonia still asked: "Where did you come from and you are spending money again?"

"Sent by a kind boss." Su Ting said, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Bai Begonia's hand, the other party didn't break free, he was firmly caught by Su Ting, "Begonia, I will cure you ....... I and Qing, looking at Hua Xi, will be side by side with Yue Chang. "

The last sentence was sung by Bai Begonia. He sang more than a dozen times a day when he was the hottest. His throat was dumb. When he came back, he would also pull Su Ting under the Hehuan tree and sing to him alone.

"Me and Qing ..." Bai Haitang pronounced these three words. His throat broke and he couldn't sing, but he was happy only when he read it in white. He nodded, "Uh ..."

I and Qing, looking at Hua Xi, are both side by side with Yue Chang.

Sweetly wish the old one who is not envious.