Song Zheng lay on the bed for three days, and then he knew what it meant to be in pain. Not only is my chest suffocating, but I also feel uncomfortable. He even wondered if the little brother under his crotch had been pressed into a small meatloaf. Its discomfort is no less than being pushed backwards by an ugly woman, and it is continuously pushed backwards.

The physical pain is not only the physical pain, but also the mental torture: in order to recover as soon as possible, Song Zheng did not pull down the same as eating, drinking, and Lazar. Fortunately, Song Zheng, who is weak, developed relatively late, looking only about ten years old, and a small shallot under his crotch is still a standard boy, which can be regarded as giving Song Zheng a little confidence.

Now, the wounds on the buttocks and back are scabbed. With Zhu's support, Song Zheng couldn't wait to put on his shoes and socks and began to move around the room. In less than a quarter of an hour, Song Zheng was so tired that he was panting and sweating profusely. Zhu hurriedly helped Song Zheng to the side of the bed and supported him to lie on the bed again. put another towel into the clay pot, rubbed it twice, then wrung it out, and began to gently wipe the sweat off Song Zheng's face.

At this time, the girl Xiaoping came in and said to Zhu, "Madam, Doctor Gao is here." Zhu Shi hurriedly said, "Please come in." After a while, a fat old man walked in. The old man was about 60, with a goatee, a blue robe, and a wooden medicine box on his back. After seeing Zhu's family, he gave a deep salute and shouted: "Madam." As soon as the tall doctor spoke, not only was the voice of a male duck, but also the voice was feminine, which made Song Zheng tremble.

Zhu Shi hurriedly returned the courtesy, and said politely: "Doctor Gao, I have you for your work." As he spoke, he began to gently remove his profane clothes. Song Zheng had several layers of white cloth wrapped around his back and buttocks, and Dr. Gao untied the white cloth, and the innermost two layers were sauce black, which was oozing blood and Chinese medicine and white cloth stuck together. Dr. Gao took out scissors from the medicine box and cut off the white towel that was not sticky to the blood. Then, he gently touched the blood cloth with his hand, his hand touched from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, Song Zheng felt numb and itchy, goosebumps all over his body, and even the muscles of his buttocks tightened. He couldn't help but say in his heart: "This tall doctor doesn't know if he is a special enthusiast, this touch is detrimental to the innocence of the young master." ”

Old man Gao didn't care whether Song Zheng was innocent or not, and carefully touched it twice. Then he took Song Zheng's hand and put his fingers on his pulse to feel his pulse. Old man Gao's fingers were very smooth and cool as water, and when he touched Song Zheng's hand, he couldn't help but shiver again. The time was not long, only five minutes, but after half a cup of tea, the old man Gao opened his eyes, turned his head to Zhu Shi and said: "The little boy is healing well up and down, and the pulse is also very stable, so it will be good to rest for a while." The little boy had just been active and was sweating a little. Do not do this in the future, sweating will hinder wound healing. When you are better, you can get out of bed and move. When the scab falls off, you can move more. Zhu hurriedly said yes.

Old man Gao's fingers left, Song Zheng just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard that he would lie down for two more days, his face couldn't help but turn black again. However, it is also a scholarly family, and the necessary etiquette cannot be less, so Song Zheng changed his face to a smile and thanked the old man Gao. Old man Gao looked at his bright eyes, stunned for a moment, and said to Zhu Shi casually: "Madam, the little boy is no longer in good health, but he can't work hard anymore during the recuperation period, and he can't recite scriptures anymore." In terms of diet, do not eat mutton, fatty food, and spicy food. In addition, when the little boy is in better health, he can let him bask in the sun in the courtyard for a while in Chen Shi and Shen Shi, which is good for him. Of course, Zhu hurriedly agreed. After the old man Gao finished his instructions, he withdrew from the door, and Zhu got up to send him off. Song Zheng saw that the old man Gao's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, but his steps were small when he walked, and he didn't feel a little funny.

He had heard that the old man Gao was originally from Hangzhou, and he was a medical heirloom, and he lived a very happy life. However, when he was taking a boat to send his wife and children back to Ningning, he accidentally collided with an official ship, and the whole family fell into the water, and he was the only one who escaped. In addition to being sad, he sold his old house and became a countryman. On the way, he took in a liu'er and called him Qi'er, so he took him as an apprentice, and the two depended on each other. Five years ago, Old Man Gao and Qi'er came to Songjiazhuang, just in time for Song Zheng's little grandmother, that is, Song Xiang's continuation of the string Wu, who had an emergency and died of abdominal pain. Old man Gao went down with a few potions, and Wu was soon well. Song Xiang was naturally grateful.

When Song Xiang heard about the misfortune of the old man Gao, he was arrogant, took him in, and built another house on the east side of Songjiazhuang for him to live in. Because the old man Gao's medical skills were quite good, he soon won the recognition of the villagers.

Song Zheng was extremely uncomfortable with the old man's duck voice, and he had already placed the glorious title of "Pseudo-Nianglangzhong" on him in his heart. There is a saying, "When a pseudo-mother is a man, anyone who sees it will be stunned." Recalling the scene when Old Man Gao's fingers slid over his body just now, Song Zheng couldn't help but shudder again.

Another painful two days passed, and the thin scab began to fall off in the shallow scars on Song Zheng's body, because the whole wound was mixed with a white cloth and blood scab into a whole piece, like a thin wooden board embedded in Song Zheng's body, which made people extremely uncomfortable. Song Zheng had no choice but to let Xiao Ping, who was currently fixed by his side and serve him, carefully cut off part of the thin scab with scissors. Even if there was no major problem, Zhu still didn't let Song Zheng get up and move, judging by what she meant, she was ready to ask Song Zheng with the standard of women's confinement. Song Zheng naturally couldn't bear to brush her kindness.

On the sixth day after Song Zheng was beaten, Zhu finished serving Song Zheng for breakfast, and then instructed Xiaoping: "Serve the young master well", and turned to leave. After all, the Song family is not a big family, and although the Zhu family usually does not have to work in the field, they still have to do some needlework and housework. The Song family has two maid rings, a girl Xiaolian is in charge of Song Xiang and the Wu family, and Xiaoping here is now fixed to stay by Song Zheng's side, and some housework is naturally done by the Zhu family himself.

As soon as Zhu Shi stepped out of the door, Song Zheng turned his head and smiled at Xiaoping: "Sister Ping, help me up." Xiaoping shook her body in fright, and hurriedly glanced at the door.

Xiaoping is 16 years old and was bought by Song from the town three years ago. Song Zheng was extremely bored, except for flipping through the "Song version of the book" worth thousands of gold in later generations, he had to use her to relieve his boredom. This girl looks good, because of her perennial work, her skin is slightly dark, her face is healthy red, and her hands are rough. After Song Xiang bought her, she put it next to Zhu's side. Probably because Song Jue, who thought she was a scholar, thought she was a little vulgar, so she asked Zhu to teach her some words, and she could also talk to Song Zheng in a few words. Although she was wearing a coarse cloth dress and an ordinary copper hairpin, Song Zheng felt that she was quite interesting. If you dress up well, it can be regarded as a small jasper.

Song Zheng walked slowly in the house, in fact, he was already able to walk by himself, and he didn't want Xiaoping to help him, but Xiaoping refused to live or die. Song Zheng knew that she was afraid that she would bump into it, so she had to let it go. However, his mouth was not idle, and as he walked, he began to talk nonsense again: "A gentleman who teaches, surnamed Shi." One day, he saw a farmer smashing a chicken to death with a brick, and Mr. Shi casually chanted an upper couplet: 'The fine feather poultry dies after bricking', however, Mr. Shi thought for a long time and did not come up with the next couplet. So, he took the couplet to the school and asked the students to do it. There was really a student who was right, but when Mr. Shi heard the next link, he almost died of anger. Guess what this student is right? Based on the experience of the past few days, Xiaoping knew that this little young master had no good words in his mouth, so he shook his head and did not speak. Song Zheng said proudly: "This student's couplet is 'Mr. Rough Beast Stone.'" Although Xiaoping has been used to hearing this little master's nonsense in the past few days, she still burst out laughing after hearing this paragraph. Don't say it, it's very neat. Coarse hair against fine feathers, wild beasts against fowl, and Mr. Shi against bricks and then died.

Song Zheng and Xiaoping are familiar with each other, and they are unscrupulous in telling jokes. Because he didn't have a good impression of Song Jue, the cheap father who was a gentleman, Song Zheng's jokes were inseparable from Mr. Sarcasm. No, he began to run the train again: "A gentleman, taking the students on an outing, met a family, was breeding livestock, the student asked him what this was for, the gentleman felt indecent, so he had to say that it was 'happy to meet'; while walking, a rabbit jumped out of the side of the road, and the student asked what it was, and the gentleman still felt that the word rabbit was indecent, so he said that it was 'the dragon running the mountain'; and then he met the funeral and the house was on fire, and the gentleman said that it was 'jingle party' and 'full house' respectively. Soon after, Mr. had a son, and the student wrote a poem to congratulate him: 'Mr. and Mrs. are happy to meet, give birth to a son, and have a son, and the whole year is full of bells, three days and two days. ”

As soon as the joke was finished, Xiaoping wanted to laugh but didn't dare to be too presumptuous, her face was flushed, and her whole body trembled. Song Zheng saw that she was uncomfortable, and said with a smile: "If you want to laugh, just laugh, don't bear it." Xiaoping let go of her, covered her mouth with her hands and squatted down, giggles coming from between her fingers, which soon turned into coughing. Song Zheng was also quite proud when he saw that he teased the little girl like this.

After a while, Xiaoping regained her strength. She stood up, looked at Song Zheng, covered her mouth again, and giggles rang out again. Song Zheng is a little inexplicable, is this joke so funny? Song Zheng asked her what she was laughing at, but Xiaoping didn't say. As a last resort, Song Zheng grabbed Xiaoping's arm with one hand, and began to arm her waist with the other. Perhaps because she was afraid that Song Zheng, who had not recovered from her injury, flashed, she hurriedly raised her hand to surrender. Then, she spread the index and middle fingers of her right hand in a V-shape and placed them behind her head, and then pointed at Song Zheng with her left hand, smiling silently. Song Zheng suddenly woke up, it turned out that he was patronizing and being happy, but he put himself into it. Song Jue is a gentleman, isn't he the "mountain dragon"? Telling a joke and actually putting himself in, Song Zheng was so ashamed that his old face (now it should be a small face) turned red.