On the morning of August 16, Song Zheng came back from workout, and was about to quietly explain Xiaolian's matter to the old man and fulfill the dog man and woman. He had already figured it out, if the old man didn't agree, he would take out the "nirvana" of pretending to be a child, plus such as "saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter", maybe he would succeed. If the old man still didn't agree, he thought of turning some silver from the old man or the Wu family and gave the pair of outlaw mandarin ducks. With this idea, Song Zheng felt that his image was much taller. Feeling good about myself has always been the strength of this guy.

Song Zheng's plan is good, but there are unforeseen circumstances, and the old man who is in good health is rarely sick. The old man was depressed these days because he couldn't remember the vajra stick method, and the day before yesterday he tossed for another day, and after drinking last night, he caught a little wind again, and went back to the house and lay down groggy. Wu completed the last blow to the old man, the old man ignored her these nights, yesterday it was hard not to compare the stick method, the lonely Wu took the initiative to step forward, while the old man was asleep to play a "Guanyin sitting lotus", as a result, the old man had a little fever in the early hours of this morning. By the time it was time for breakfast, the old man couldn't get out of bed.

Song Zheng learned that the old man was sick and hurriedly went to visit. When I entered the house, I saw the old man Gao sitting on the edge of the kang, taking the pulse of the old man, and Wu, Zhu and Song Jue were all standing on the side, watching nervously. Song Xiang was lying on the kang, his face was red, his eyes were closed, and there was a wet towel on his forehead.

It's show time. Song Zheng pounced, hugged the old man's outer arm, and said urgently with his eyes, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" After saying that, his nose twitched twice. In this way, Old Man Gao had no way to call for a pulse, so he stood up helplessly. The old man opened his eyes, touched Song Yan's head with his other hand, and said weakly: "Grandpa is fine, a little illness, he will be better soon." Well, Zheng'er doesn't cry. ”

"The culprit" Wu pulled Song Zheng next to him and said, "Zheng'er, you get up first and let Doctor Gao give your grandfather a number of pulses." When Song Zheng heard this, he had to reluctantly let go of the old man, stood in front of Wu, and said to Gao Pseudoniang with a worried face: "Doctor Gao, take a look, what's wrong with grandpa?" ”

Old man Gao said in his heart, if you hadn't come out like this, I would have finished reading it. However, the old man Gao still nodded his head and put his finger on the old man's pulse again. Wu hugged Song Zheng from behind, and the plump twin peaks were clamping Song Zheng's neck. Song Zheng shuddered for a moment, and began to silently recite "don't touch if it's indecent" in his heart.

After half a cup of tea, the old man stood up and said to the old man, "The cold and evil are bound, and the yang cannot be crossed; Thinking too much, the heart is already on fire; Liver and kidney deficiency, medullary deficiency and sperm damage. Fortunately, my brother's body has always been stronger, and if it is put on ordinary people, how can I get a serious illness at this age. I'll prescribe a few pairs of medicine for you, one pair a day, boil twice, boil for half an hour at a time, drink it twice in the morning and evening, and it will be fine in three or four days. When they heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Old man Gao told again, "In the past few days, the old brother must not go out, he must recuperate." Don't do it anymore......" Old Man Gao stopped here, glanced at Song Zheng, then looked at Wu, and then said, "Little sister-in-law, you must pay attention and take good care of your old brother." ”

Wu understood what Old Man Gao meant, and said with a flushed face: "The slave family will definitely pay attention, thank you Doctor Gao." Song Zheng showed a confused and dazed look, but said in his heart, Old man Gao, you think I don't understand, I read some medical books from you. Don't you just say that the old man's illness is caused by wind, worry, and overwork! also advised the Wu family not to have sex with the old man again these days.

After the old man Gao finished speaking, he said to Song Yu on the bed: "Old brother, you lie down first, and I will go back to prepare medicine for you." Let Qi'er bring it to you. Song Zheng hurriedly said, "Doctor Gao, I'll go with you and bring the medicine." "Such a good opportunity to perform, Song Zheng will not let it go. Moved so much that the old man couldn't stop nodding on the kang, this kid is so filial!

Song Zheng arrived at Old Man Gao's house, and Qi Er was reading a medical book with her legs crossed on the table. Seeing Song Zheng coming in, Qi Er hurriedly put down his legs and entered the east house. Song Zheng ignored him and followed Old Man Gao into Westinghouse Pharmacy. There is a wooden cabinet in the pharmacy, and there are drawers on it, and there are drug names pasted on the drawers, including angelica, dried ginger, and notoginseng. Song Zheng saw that the old man grabbed some medicines such as rehmannia and tangerine peel, but when he got the chaihu, there was only a little bit in the drawer.

Old man Gao shouted, "Qi'er, come over for a moment." Qi'er heard the sound and came in. Old man Gao said, "Do you know Chai Hu?" Qi'er nodded. The old man Gao said: "The chai hu is almost gone, only enough to prepare a pair of medicines, I remember the last time I picked medicines, there were still some growing on the side of Xishan, and we had also picked them, and you can run again after a while, and collect the medicines." Qi'er nodded again.

As soon as Song Zheng heard about the medicine, he came to his senses, and he didn't know if the men in white had left, so he just went to take a look. Even if we didn't leave, we shouldn't be suspicious of collecting medicine. Besides, this medicine was picked for the old man in the family, and the grandson personally picked the medicine for the grandfather, and it was a good story to spread it. So, Song Zheng said: "Brother Qi'er, I'll go with you." Qi Er looked at him curiously, and Song Zheng hurriedly said: "My grandfather's illness needs this medicine, so you let me do my filial piety." Naturally, there was an anxious look on his face, as if whoever didn't let him fulfill his filial piety would be anxious with whomever he wanted.

Qi Er looked at Old Man Gao, who nodded slightly. Song Zheng was overjoyed and said: "You go with me, pass by my door, I put down the medicine, and we will go to Xishan together." Qi Er ignored Song Zheng and turned around and went out.

Song Zheng took the medicine wrapped by the old man Gao, thanked him, and went out of the house. Qi'er was carrying a medicine basket on her back and waiting in the courtyard. When he saw Song Zheng coming out, he didn't speak, turned around and left. Collecting medicine is a new experience, during this period of time, Song Zheng in addition to eating, drinking, sleeping, is exercising, life is also a bit boring, this time I have the opportunity to pick medicine by hand, I have to take a good look.

Song Zheng went home and put down the medicine and said to Wu. Wu Shi felt very embarrassed, and hurriedly told him to "be careful" and "don't go to dangerous places" and the like, and Song Zheng agreed and ran out.

Song Zheng and Qi Er were walking on the way to Xishan, and Song Zheng, who was very "worried" about the old man's illness, no longer talked nonsense, but just urged vigorously: "Brother Qi'er, let's hurry up." "This guy is in a hurry to go to the West Mountain to have a look.

Song Zheng has been exercising for a period of time and is in good health, so it is not difficult to walk up the mountain road. Qi Er's body is naturally very good, but her face is slightly redder. It took the two of them nearly half an hour to finally climb the ridge. Since they didn't stop for a moment, both of them were out of breath and their faces were covered with sweat. Qi'er raised her hand to wipe her sweat, revealing a white arm. Song Zheng didn't care about looking at Qi'er, he took a careful look at Maling Lake, and he was relieved that he didn't see anyone. Then, he glared at the second treasure spot, and said in his heart, dear babies, you wait, when my master and I are better, I will fish you out.

At this time, the sun has risen, and the bright lake water is rippling with microwaves, which is the artistic conception of "the wind rises and blows a pool of spring water", which provoked Song Zheng to make a big fuss and chant loudly: "Blue clouds, yellow leaves, autumn waves, cold smoke and green on the waves." The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water, and the grass is ruthless, and it is outside the slanting sun. ”

Before Song Zheng's poem was finished, Qi Er next to him burst out laughing, and his voice was crisper. Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately scratched his head embarrassedly, the sun is high, where is the sunset.

"It doesn't matter, I still have it." Song Zheng then chanted: "Maling green grass, to the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is no wind at all. There are 30,000 hectares of Qiongtian in the jade world, and I have a leaf in the boat. The moon is bright, the bright river is shadowed, and the surface and the inside are clear. Pleasantly, it is difficult to say the wonders to you. After selling it, Song Zheng remembered that this one is not right, it is written on a moonlit night.

Qi Er was stunned, if the previous half of Fan Zhongyan's "Su Curtain Cover" is still familiar, the following poems have never been heard. It sounds like "Nian Nujiao", and there is the word "Maling" in the poem, which is written about Maling Lake, which is really good. How did Qi Er know that this guy brought Zhang Xiaoxiang's poem about Dongting Lake in the Southern Song Dynasty, but changed the word "Dongting" to "Maling", and "near the Mid-Autumn Festival" to "to the Mid-Autumn Festival". "Dongting" and "Maling", "near" and "to", just the same level, changed seamlessly.

Qi Er was in a daze there, but Song Zheng was chanting in his heart: Zhang Xiaoxiang Brother Zhang, I don't know if there is you in the Great Qi Dynasty, first borrow your words and phrases to show off, and I will make a song for you in two days. - This guy didn't even think about whether he could write it or not.

The wind was strong on the mountain, and the two of them were sweating again, and they didn't dare to stay longer, so they hurriedly walked down. This time it was Qi'er who led the way, and when he was halfway down the mountain, Qi'er began to walk south. On the way, Qi'er climbed up and down from time to time, putting the medicinal herbs into the medicine basket. Song Zheng was also helping, according to the medicine book, he saw what he knew, so he picked it up and handed it to Qi Er for verification, Qi Er nodded, put it in the medicine basket, Qi Er shook his head, and threw it away. Don't say it, after practice, Song Zheng has been able to identify a lot of medicinal materials, including the Bupleurum that Old Man Song needs.

After half an hour of picking, there were already more than 30 medicinal herbs in the medicine basket. Qi'er looked at the sky, it was already noon, and then stopped. Song Zheng glanced at him, Qi Er pointed to the east, said "go back", and turned north towards the direction of the mountain road. Song Zheng was having a good time, and he was a little depressed when he heard the words, but Qi Er was the "boss" of the trip, and he couldn't say anything, so he lowered his head and followed behind.