Chapter Eighty-Eight: Laughing at the Son (1)
Weeping willows are clinging, and lotus pings are full of ponds. The weeping willows are still in the green smoke and harmony, how do you know that it is difficult to fly in the four seasons; the lotus ping is full of ponds and fragrant ponds, and they are still looking forward to the early plum rain of the year. The summer sun is fierce and the breeze by the pool comes into the arms; the roses are red and cherries, and the hibiscus is envious of the water appearance; the lotus is bitter, the ugly lotus knocks the rain, the mist makes the pavilion, and the string pipe frog makes noise. The whitebait turns its back and tastes the lotus root first, the brown finch combs the hairpin, the dew dips the lotus flower evenly rouge, and the lotus leaves and beads are full of plates;
Gong San walked along the edge of the pond, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "Zhichun, are there still fish here?"
Zhichun said: "That's right, when the young master always laughs, they also jumped a few times in the middle of the pond, even now, you see that one bubble after another, aren't they all fish." ”
Gong San sucked his saliva and rubbed his hands, and asked again: "Hey, why are you so strange today, you have to put it on hold, why didn't you go into the water earlier?"
Zhichun pursed his mouth and said disdainfully: "Isn't this Bai Gongzi's house, I heard that he doesn't like people who make trouble everywhere," shrugged his shoulders, "Anyway, I have something to play now, why annoy people." ”
"Hmph, hmph," Gong San pursed his lips and crossed his waist even more disdainfully.
The divine doctor carefully distanced the two, looked at his face, and said softly: "I didn't rub the medicine after eating just now, right?" Canghai shook his head.
The divine doctor smiled slightly: "You also give me a chance." ”
Canghai shook his head again. He lowered his eyes and did not speak.
Seeing that his weight was only on his left foot, the doctor took him to the case and sat down, and said, "Where is the medicine box?" in his sleeve?" and touched it, "Is it still in his arms?" The divine doctor took it out, opened the lid of the box, and said, "Don't touch me." ”
The Divine Doctor's hand paused, and his eyes raised.
Canghai pouted his face, and his mood was not very good. After a while, he continued: "Whoever rubs the medicine on me is itchy." I don't want to wipe it anymore. ”
The divine doctor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately frowned, "Then what's the matter? You're going to leave a scar if you're old and tired, it's okay elsewhere, who wants you after your face is broken." ”
Canghai's eyebrows also frowned, and he lowered his head and said: "If you leave a scar, you will leave a scar, and if no one wants it, no one will want it." ”
The divine doctor dug up a large piece of ointment, and pinched his face with the other hand, he dodged his head as soon as he turned his head, and the divine doctor said angrily: "Do you believe it or not if you make your disobedient character and beat him again?" He let go, and the four red handprints on his face, one by one, slowly faded. He frowned and raised his hand to touch his face.
The divine doctor smiled, "Do you still know that it hurts?" and put the lid back in his arms.
Canghai said: "You carry me back to the room." ”
"Heh," the divine doctor scooped water and washed his hands, and said with a smile, "It turns out that there is still a place to use me." Do you have to carry it, can't you hold it?" turned around in front of the case, full of green silk.
Canghai said: "Get your hair to the front." ”
"What are you afraid of? Can you just help me get it?" he smiled back, brushed his hair away, and the sea covered his back. The divine doctor helped him carry his shoes and went out, and Canghai said, "Pick up the rabbit for me." ”
The doctor frowned and looked back, "Why do you have so many things?" but obediently carried the rabbit in the bush and handed it over to his neck, adding: "Don't let it pee on my neck." ”
Canghai smiled at this time, only to sink his face again.
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