The next morning, the master and apprentice saw that the child was a little weak and frightened, so they let the adult take it back, and the child was carried by the door panel when he came, and was brought back by the adult when he went out of the door. After the people on the street saw the child come out, they were excited for a while, and the eyes of the master and apprentice were also full of respect, in fact, Xiao Zheng had a smaller secret in his heart that he didn't dare to say, this man looked too much like Xiao Hai, the old housekeeper who accompanied him before he died a thousand years ago, if Xiao Hai was twenty years younger, it was almost exactly the same as this man, this man kowtowed to the two of them before leaving, and after being pulled up, he carried the child on his back and said goodbye in tears.

When the people dispersed, Xiao Zheng went to the neighbor's goose to pull out a few large feathers and sharpen them with scissors, made a few quills, and found a few wooden sticks with the thickness of the brush, and the two ends were sharpened into pencil shapes to dip in ink, and wrote down the methods and essentials of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and then found a few pieces of clean paper, and used quill pens and wooden sticks to bow his head and began to draw a simple diagram of cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the paper. But it was also a few years of hard work, and it was easy to make a few schematic diagrams, and when he raised his head after painting, he found that Master and Jin'er were standing at the table and watching him draw, Xiao Zheng said embarrassedly: "Master, after the disciple wrote down this method, I was thinking that if people couldn't figure out how to do it, if it was accompanied by a picture, it would be simple and clear." If the disciples feel that these pictures are not strong when they are drawn with a brush, and the lines are not easy to distinguish, so the disciples want to use the goose feathers to make a pen and a wooden stick sharpened and dipped in ink, although the things drawn are ugly, so that the lines can be divided into thick and thin drawings, which are intuitive and clear, and the layers are clear." Mr. looked at Xiao Zheng and thought for a while and said: "The apprentice did a good job, in the past, reading the medical prescriptions of the ancestors for the teacher was only a verbal description of the symptoms, and the confirmation of understanding was laborious. After finishing speaking, Mr. picked up the quill pen and scratched a few times on the paper and said with a smile: "You do things not stick to external objects, act freely, quite the style of your ancestors, in the past, there was Wang Youjun to watch the goose and understand the words, you are good, now you pluck goose feathers to paint, although it is a bit of a bad scenery, but it is still the right way, good!" After finishing speaking, he and Jin'er went out to do something else.

After Xiao Zheng finished painting, he collected the prescriptions, and when he saw that it was still early, he took Rhubarb and Ah Hua to take a walk outside the village, and now it is late autumn when the grass and trees are withered, but in order to let the second head stay in the shed for a long time, it is common for Xiao Zheng to take them out when he is fine.

By the time you come back with the cows, it's late in the evening, and the children are already home from school. Xiao Zheng walked into the hall and saw that Mr. was not there, only to see Jin alone with his back to himself kneeling at the table to practice writing, and quietly walked over to take a look, it turned out that Jin'er was practicing his own Song style characters, "The bright moon shines among the pines, and the Qingquan stone is upstream" has been written no less than 100 times. Although Jin'er's words are not as free and strong as Xiao Zheng's words, they are also a little more delicate, looking at the shape, Jin'er seems to have copied Xiao Zheng for some time, imitating his words have the charm of six or seven points of Song style.

Seeing this, Xiao Zheng said "hey" behind Jin'er's back, so frightened that Jin'er jumped up and the pen fell directly on the paper, when Jin'er turned around and looked at Xiao Zheng looking at herself with a smile, Bai Xi's face suddenly turned red, turned his head and hurriedly stacked the papers together, and almost knocked over the inkstone in a panic. Xiao Zheng said to Jin'er with a smile: "It's not good for you to practice calligraphy secretly like this." Jin'er was a little annoyed that Xiao Zheng was scared behind her back, so she pouted and said to Xiao Zheng: "Who stole your words, I'm just practicing words." Xiao Zheng jokingly said: "I know you're practicing calligraphy, are you practicing your master's Feibai or your own?" Jin'er said a little annoyed: "Isn't it just a few broken words, I'm not rare!" "After that. Stomped his feet, sat down in front of the table and twisted his head out of the window, ignoring Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng saw that Jin'er no longer spoke, sat down at the table diagonally opposite Jin'er, took a larger piece of paper to borrow Jin'er's remaining ink, picked up the quill pen and wooden stick on the paper and drew it, and Jin'er also looked out of the window as if he was angry, and after drawing for half an hour, Xiao Zheng looked at Jin'er and said, "Sister, look at me here?" Jin'er still ignored Xiao Zheng and looked out the window, and Xiao Zheng continued: "Can you come and have a look?" Jin'er said angrily: "I don't watch!" ”

Xiao Zheng saw that Jin'er was really a little angry, so he picked up the paper just now, got up and walked to Jin'er's table, spread the paper on the table, and turned around and walked out. When Xiao Zheng left, Jin'er looked down at the paper on the table, and the paper was painted with his own head, it turned out that Xiao Zheng used the method of sketching to draw Jin'er when he was born, Jin'er's demeanor was painted vividly, and a line was written in the upper right corner of the painting: "Autumn light candle ground, curtain gives birth to autumn." The dew leaves turned over the wind and frightened the magpies, and the green forest red fell darkly. The sound of the micro-line breaks the corridor, and the smoker is replaced with incense. Extinguishing the candle but extending the bright moon, the clothes are timidly and slightly cool." After Jin'er looked at this painting, she looked at it stupidly with her cheeks in her hand. The moon has been silently hanging in the sky, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is half full, and the jade rabbit in the moon seems to want to jump out of it and fly to this warm world to take a look.

The children are still studying in a regular manner, the only difference is that more and more people come to see my husband. Sometimes when Mr. is too busy, he asks Xiao Zheng to help see a doctor, Xiao Zheng is no longer polite, and he is already familiar with the pulse and prescription, and sometimes after prescribing a doctor, he will call a Jin'er to go to the pharmacy to grab medicine. It's just that when Xiao Zheng asked Jin'er where the painting went, Jin'er said to Xiao Zheng: "No, it's burned." Smiled and asked, "Are you willing?" Jin'er didn't answer, just glanced at the jujube stick lying on the offering table in front of the statue of Confucius, and Xiao Zheng walked away in a daze.

Sometimes the patients who come to see Xiao Zheng so young, when they see him, they hesitate a little, and there is a kind of skeptical attitude between the words, at this time, the people who know the details of the master and apprentice quietly tell these people about the past, and these people don't say anything after hearing it, sometimes they come to the master to see a doctor and don't see any incurable diseases every day, the general farmer is a headache, brain fever, malnutrition disease, Xiao Zheng also knows that the farmer is hard, so he never uses any precious medicinal materials when opening a doctor, and it is often a prescription prescribed after the diagnosis of the disease. The economy is cheap and close to the lesion, which makes the master very happy after seeing it.

Mr. Li not only did not have the slightest jealousy, but even let Xiao Zheng have more contact with patients by himself, and he spent more time teaching children to read. Xiao Zheng did not give up every opportunity given by the master, and treated every patient carefully, and discussed with his master the symptoms and prescriptions of the patients during the day after dinner......

On this day, when Xiao Zheng was treating people, he suddenly heard another big chaos on the street outside, and then the door was pushed open, Xiao Zheng, you looked up, and saw the father of the baby who was flooded last time and those men carried something in with the door panel, and the twenty or thirty people behind him, as soon as they came in, the yard was full, and when Xiao Zheng saw the things on the door panel clearly, he was startled.