After leaving the hotel, Zhang Yusheng, who refused to be driven by the other party, called a taxi. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he got into the taxi, he found out that the driver was an uncle with a bald head.

After the bald uncle got into the car with this young man, after asking the destination, he saw that the young man seemed to be thinking about something, so he didn't bother.

The bald uncle stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove away from the hotel.

Along the way, Zhang Yusheng's thoughts flowed, from yesterday's unyielding to obtaining the magical pharmacopoeia at night, allowing himself to be reborn.

From meeting Su Ling in the temple in the morning, to him going to the bar to work hard, to being helped by Su Yuemin. The pictures made Zhang Yusheng gradually open his mind.

As the scenery outside the car regressed, the car was always driving at a steady speed, and Zhang Yusheng had time to observe the bald uncle.

"Young man! I see that you seem to have something unhappy, are you interested in talking to your uncle! ”

The bald uncle saw that the young man had come back to his senses, and the accelerator was not loose under his feet, and he always maintained an even speed.

"Okay!"

Although Zhang Yusheng is not a person to talk to, he is not a stuffy gourd, and after thinking about it, he gradually has the nature of talking with this bald uncle.

"You're going to Zhang's pharmacy, are you going to see a doctor?"

As soon as he finished asking, the mobile phone in his car rang, and the bald uncle calmly answered the phone, and the accelerator under his feet did not loosen at all.

Zhang Yusheng waited for him to answer the phone before shaking his head and saying, "I'm not going to see a doctor!" ”

"That's right! Look at you like a sick person! ”

"......" Zhang Yusheng smiled and didn't answer, he wanted to ask where this bald uncle saw it.

"I'll tell you! Now you young people are sitting at home every day playing on the computer, don't like to exercise, and it's normal to get sick. Like my second brother's boy......"

After listening to the uncle's verbosity, Zhang Yusheng knew that this was a common problem of drivers, as a driver, who had to drive for more than ten hours a day, he always needed something to distract them from his fatigue, and talking to passengers was the best way.

Because you don't know what kind of passenger you're pulling, you don't have to make a fuss when you meet a driver in the taxi who can preach better than a teacher and guide the country better than an official.

said that he would let Zhang Yusheng talk about his affairs, but it wasn't until he came to the pharmacy that the bald uncle could not stop.

Zhang Yusheng is still very interested in this uncle's conversation, and after some places have been blown by this uncle, Zhang Yusheng wants to go and take a look.

"Alright, I'm off!"

Zhang Yusheng was just about to pay, but suddenly his heart moved, and he touched his uncle with his hand.

Name: Luo Qiang

Condition: lumbar strain

Treatment: Tuina, acupuncture (after half of the disappeared Tuina, then use silver needles to stimulate the corresponding acupuncture points, and it can be cured.) ）

This, Zhang Yusheng clearly looked at the page opened by the pharmacopoeia in his mind.

"Little brother, what are you in a daze, this is looking for your money!"

Zhang Yusheng took the change that Luo Qiang was looking for, and after putting away the change, he said to the uncle with a smile: "Uncle, do you often drive taxis, do you often have back pain!" ”

"Hey, that's what you said!"

Luo Qiang said helplessly: "This is an occupational disease, and every driver has this condition to a greater or lesser extent." ”

"Okay, I won't talk to you, someone has called a taxi again."

Zhang Yusheng took a few steps back, and the uncle stepped on the accelerator to pull another customer.

After Luo Qiang left, the words on the pharmacopoeia in his mind disappeared, and when the handwriting disappeared completely, he snapped together.

Zhang Yusheng didn't have time to pay attention to this pharmacopoeia anymore, and now, his eyes were on his own pharmacy.

Step by step, Zhang Yusheng squatted down in front of the torn plaque, and he picked up one of them and slowly rubbed it with his hands.

He clearly remembered that his grandfather earned this plaque.

Since the opening of the Zhang family, except for the first plaque, which was hung by the Zhang family themselves, every subsequent plaque was voluntarily given by the patient.

The Zhangjia pharmacy has been passed down from generation to generation, and the plaques have also been changed piece by piece.

And this plaque should have been burned to grandpa on the day his grandfather died, but his grandfather was afraid that he would not be able to earn a plaque and be embarrassed, so he left this plaque.

Zhang Yusheng picked up the broken plaque, not even a small piece of sawdust, he wanted to burn the plaque to his grandfather, and by the way, he told him that he would be able to earn a plaque in the future.

Holding the broken plaque, Zhang Yusheng walked into the pharmacy, he didn't look at the spilled medicinal herbs, the crooked tables and chairs, but found a piece of cloth and put the plaque into it one by one!

After wrapping the plaque, he had time to look at the mess of the pharmacy.

With a sigh, Zhang Yusheng picked it up unhurriedly.

The complete herbs are put together, organized, sorted, and placed in the corresponding cabinet. The broken herbs are left in useful pieces, and those that are not are wrapped in rags, and he has to bury them in the ground.

When the sun was on the right, Zhang Yusheng came out of the pharmacy with a cloth bag, and then looked at the pharmacy, except for the lack of a plaque, it was no different from the original.

Looking at the plaque hanging in the pharmacy, Zhang Yusheng's wish now is to hang the plaque as soon as possible.

The plaque of the pharmacy was smashed in his hand, and he didn't just earn a plaque, he wanted this family pharmacy to become the most revered pharmacy.

Zhang Yusheng, who has experienced some things, gradually made this wish, and now he needs to be firm in it and follow the right path to it.

Closing the shop, Zhang Yusheng took a look at Chen Shi's shop and was surprised to find that he didn't open today. As for Chen Shi's copying guy wanting to help him, Zhang Yusheng naturally didn't know.

Didn't think too much about it, he just wanted to burn this plaque to his grandfather now.

Although it was noon, Zhang Yusheng didn't want to eat now, he held a cloth bag and walked to a place on the mountain, where the old people in Bishan Town were buried.

The cemetery is not connected into a piece, only the grave of the family is buried together, and the area of Zhang's tomb is not a small number for several generations.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yusheng appeared in front of his grandfather's grave with a cloth bag, as well as prepared banknotes, his grandfather's favorite dishes in his life, and his favorite wine.

Zhang Yusheng sat in front of his grandfather's grave so casually, lit the banknotes, and only after the banknotes burned, did he untie the cloth bag.

Looking at the plaque in the cloth bag, I don't know when he wiped it clean.

With thoughts, Zhang Yusheng put the plaques into the fire one by one, and forgot a few copies when he saw the fire, so Zhang Yusheng took out the food and wine, and then placed them neatly here.

After the plaque was burned to his grandfather, Zhang Yusheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his grandfather three times, then turned around and left the cemetery.

During the whole process, Zhang Yusheng didn't say a word, he believed that his grandfather would understand him.

Out of this cemetery, Zhang Yusheng felt like he had laid down any burden, and his body and mind became relaxed, and only then did he prepare to eat.