Anzhou, Jianyang Province.

"Excuse me, drive it!"

On the already bustling street, a young man with tears on his face pulled a year-old doctor through the crowd and ran to the end of the street.

This Shangyuan Lantern Festival is a peaceful and joyful day, get up early and be pushed so much, pedestrians on the road are inevitably resentful, and their hearts are unhappy and rush to their mouths, just about to stare and complain, only to see that the young man is full of tears, looking at that look extremely pitiful.

Most people in this world are like this, and when they see the point of light called sympathy in their hearts, they will keep jumping, regardless of whether that person is good or evil, loyal or traitorous.

Now this man's appearance is not sympathetic, but the crop man who prides himself on Kuang Wu will inevitably want to mutter, what does the old man look like when he cries?

Hua Yan, an elderly doctor who loves to listen to Guan Qu and is afraid of his mother-in-law, runs with the man, his skeleton seems to be scattered, snorting and wheezing, but he is so tired that he doesn't dare to stop.

The doctor is benevolent, and human life is naturally greater than the sky.

The young man with tears on his face broke through the layers of barriers and led the old doctor into the quiet alley, which was extremely quiet compared to the main street, and felt like a world away.

After more than 300 steps into the alley, the noise that seemed to have been lost for a long time had the slightest appearance.

More than a dozen people stood outside a courtyard, craned their necks and looked inside, whispering in the crowd.

Several people in the crowd exchanged their heads, and some neighbors passed by and looked at the crowd together, and couldn't help asking.

"The old lady is in a hurry!"

"Sister-in-law hangs this time. ”

"It's a pity, how good the old man is, why did he get lost out of thin air?"

"The government of this dog day, when collecting taxes and taxes, is a top trick, and now the people are lost and ignore it. ”

"God doesn't protect good people, how good people are old couples, why can't they even end up with a good death?"

There were people in the crowd with sharp eyes, and they saw the young and strong man in the alley running wildly with the Chinese doctor, and shouted loudly:

"Three old and four young, get out of the way, the Chinese doctor has arrived. ”

There was no stop to the noise outside the hospital, and there was no stop sobbing inside the hospital.

The old woman's face on the bed was extremely pale, her eyelids were slightly closed, her mouth and tongue were slightly open, her breath was like a hanging thread, and the blood stains on the ground were faintly visible.

Today, the old woman has lost her soul all the way since she went out, and as soon as she came back and sat down, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and then it was not as good as a moment, and a moment was not as good as a moment.

The young woman knelt beside the bed, her hands tightly clasped the palms of her mother-in-law, and the pear blossoms cried with rain.

Behind the young woman was a middle-aged crippled man with reddish eyes, and when he noticed the moistness in the corners of his eyes, he reached out to secretly wipe away the warm tears from the corners of his eyes.

Yu Cripple, who sells tea for a living, suddenly came to his senses when he heard the shouts outside the hospital, limped around, walked out of the courtyard door with a trembling body, and choked up: "Doctor, old doctor, help!"

Yu couldn't hold back the tears in the cripple's eyes, two lines of tears slowly fell from the cripple's eyes, and the man limped to take the medicine box from the old doctor's hand, and staggered to move his body into the room.

When the people present saw this scene, they all gave a thumbs up, praising the previous sentence for the cripple's affection and righteousness, and it was not in vain for the old man's kindness to the cripple in the past.

There was no shortage of irascible and rough men in the crowd, and when they saw the tragic situation of this family, they cleared their throats and shouted, "Three old and four

Less, where are we going to the bullshit yamen to ask, why don't you look for this fucking person!"

After the man's words, the crowd that originally sounded was silent, as if their throats were scratched by the cold wind of late spring, and they were silent, and everyone outside the courtyard looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, and no one spoke again.

The people in the hospital did not know anything about the situation outside the hospital, and the elderly doctor sat on the edge of the bed with the support of the young man, and the old doctor had a solemn look on his face.

Doctors pay attention to looking and hearing.

The old doctor, who was afraid of his mother-in-law, practiced medicine all his life, and was extremely skilled in studying this, and today, just at a glance, he felt that the old sister-in-law's life was in danger.

The old doctor stretched out his hand to take the pulse, and the more he cut the pulse, the more solemn the expression on his face became.

Don't dare to slack off in the slightest, the old doctor spread out the needle bag, and the silver needle pierced straight into the old woman's middle acupoint, the old doctor's wrist flew, and three or five needles fell in turn, and the old woman's miserable face still did not improve.

The young woman seemed to have lost her energy, leaning weakly on her husband's arms, clasping her husband's arms tightly with both hands, crying silently, not daring to turn her head to look at her mother-in-law on the bed.

The young man clasped his hands tightly together, looking at the old mother on the bed, his expression was extremely stagnant.

The middle-aged cripple stood behind the husband and wife, his throat squirmed up and down, his eyes that had been panicked were extremely clear and profound, looking at the family of three who had parted from life and death and the old doctor who was helping the needy like a cloud, his eyes were extremely complicated.

The afterglow of the cripple fell on the square table on the side, the Lantern Festival cooked on the square table was already cold, the oil stains on the smell of meat and meat of the three or five wines had solidified, and between the dishes, the two jars of rice wine sealed with mud were extremely eye-catching.

The middle-aged man who had been a cripple in this Jianyang Mansion for more than ten years was slightly stunned, a trace of an extremely bleak smile jumped on his face, his eyes were indifferent, and he was extremely dead.

In such a trance, the originally noisy courtyard was clean, the courtyard was calm, and the outside of the courtyard was silent.

This courtyard is because of the hearts of the people, and outside the courtyard, it is also because of the hearts of the people.

East of Jianyang Fu.

A man with a negative box carried three or five medicine bags with the ups and downs of the flow of people, and from time to time looked at the tricks of the surrounding rivers and lakes, and glanced at a few times through the gap in the crowd.

Well, it's a bit of a skill.

In the past, when they were in Xiongzhou, Chen Changge and the three of them liked to wander around the market, Xiang Tiancheng was a bold character, and most of the tricks in the rivers and lakes would be boldly handed over a lot of silver, and the rough men were particularly hard when they saw the money.

Compared with Xiang Tiancheng, Liu Yuanshan is very different, when several people first met, Liu Yuanshan relied on the face accumulated by his father in Xiongzhou City, and acted quite arrogantly, always holding the shoulders of the two brothers, and said that in Xiongzhou, who is not allowed to give the son of the Liu family some face?

At first, these words were shouted extremely loudly, but then they changed in the ears of a man surnamed Liu, and for half a month, this Liu Yuanshan seemed to have disappeared, and the two once thought that this guy was teasing whose girl was abandoning the corpse in the wilderness.

Door-to-door search, only to see that Liu Yuanshan limped out to greet guests, since then he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, Liu Yuanshan didn't like the rivers and lakes in the market very much, and the little thoughts in his heart were completely hooked by the Goulan Powder Restaurant.

If those rough men play the silver spear and boulder out of flowers, Liu Gongzi is afraid that he will not take a look, but if there is a desperate Qinglian Song Jiyu on this street and twisting the pipa, Tankou sings a few words lightly, and the water sleeve costume is swept a few times, Liu Gongzi will hand the only silver money in his bag to the girl with a smile, and he will not forget to pat

The chest and the girl told him that if there is any difficulty in opening his mouth, there is nothing in this big Xiongzhou City that Liu Yuanshan can't do.

Compared with Liu Yuanshan, Chen Changge is much more decent, not as daytime as Liu Yuanshan, and he likes to be mediocre for Qinglian Song Ji and Jianghu style, not to mention how happy or tired he is, but he has a soft spot for this storyteller who sells art in the rivers and lakes, and it is extremely interesting to hear that there is a folding fan on the desk to tell interesting stories through the ages.

Thinking of the past, Chen Changge's thoughts shook slightly.

In a few months, the three brothers who had been fighting in the city of Xiongzhou for nearly ten years quietly disappeared from the land of the north of the city, and it was not possible to say that they parted ways, but the heavens were stable, except for the last time after the all-night long talk of the Tianmen Pass Commander's Mansion, it was even more difficult for several people to see each other in the future.

In just a few months, the changes of several people can be regarded as earth-shaking, I still remember that in the broken temple that day, Tiancheng's choked appearance with tears in his eyes was still in front of Chen Changge's eyes, and it was the rich son of one of the best in Xiongzhou City who resolutely joined the army after that night.

Liu Yuanshan has changed from greedy for money and lustful to now fearless of death, how much bitterness, blood and tears there are, Chen Changge knows in his heart.

Looking back at himself, since he saw those stout men on the boat being afraid of the warriors of the rivers and lakes, the waves in his heart have not stopped.

The burly owner of the old shop of the Hu family, the young man in the old shop, the old doctor who is over half a hundred years old but has a very good backbone, and the young man who lost his father.

These people seem to be even smaller than mayflies and ants in this huge world, but every word of each person can set off a storm in a man's heart.

Chen Changge's thoughts in his heart were different from when he rushed to Tianmen, and they were also different from when he went out of Xiongzhou.

It seems that the ambition and heroism buried in the hearts of men have been consumed by the invisible sharp blades.

Folk suffering.

This is not a question that a prodigal ant living in mundane things should think about, but for Chen Changge, this matter cannot be erased no matter what.

Just like Xiang Tiancheng said on the night he joined the army, this is the heroism and blood in the man's heart, right?

Chen Changge didn't know who was wrong about this, maybe he was wrong, or if this world should be like this.

Maybe for the warriors in the rivers and lakes, a big fist is the truth, for the small people in the market, it is a matter of course to survive in the cracks, and for the official master wearing an official hat and an official robe, keeping the black yarn is the most important thing.

Is it really right that the thought called Heaven and Earth Righteousness arose in his heart?

The current world is not what he wants, so the world in his mind is what others want?

This is something that I can't understand after a lifetime of chatter.

He seemed to suddenly understand why the two masters had never talked to him about the world and the truth for twenty years.

The sloppy master always said that there should be a truth in this everything, just like in Xiongzhou, no matter who quarreled and was heard by the old monk, he would always say a few words to him.

Although all this is not right or wrong, Chen Changge understands.

There's one thing, you can't be wrong.

Human life is not expensive, but it should not be cheap.

Chen Changge, who was walking in the crowd, felt lying in the sandalwood box behind him and listened to the cold and trembled suddenly, and bursts of cold air rushed straight from his back to the man's body, Chen Changge's eyes were dark, everything lost color, the crowd in front of him disappeared, and the footsteps fell very slowly, as if he needed to be pushed by pedestrians behind him to move his body.