In the afternoon dusk, there were a few roosters and dogs barking in the village at the foot of the mountain, and a fat hare in the vegetable field was holding a vegetable leaf in his arms and gnawing on it.

On the stone path in the village, the children played for a day and went home. A faint smoke rose from the sparsely packed hut and dispersed into the air. The old man on the side of the road lay leisurely on the recliner, gently shaking the bamboo fan and humming an unknown tune. Three or two young women sat together, either plucking beans or pinching vegetable leaves, talking and laughing.

At the gate of the village, there was a bell ringing, Anchen walked unhurriedly on the road with a bamboo basket on his back, the summer evening breeze was a little warm, and there was some aroma of rice in it, Anchen, the zero-hour medicine hall of the trainee herbalist, was located in this place.

The village is small, but it is self-sufficient. At the very least, there is a blacksmith shop, a tailor's shop, and a grocery store. There was also a postman who came every few days to bring back letters, newspapers, and magazines. Originally, there was still a medical hall missing, but after Anchen came, he just filled the vacancy.

"Hey, Dr. An, you're back." The old man in the shade under the eaves smiled and said hello.

"Ah, it's back." Anchen stretched, grabbed his hair and said, "I'm tired for a day." ”

"By the way, uncle, you take this home and grind it up and soak it to drink, it should still have some effect on your old problem by clearing heat and relieving cough." As he spoke, An Chen pulled out a reddish plant from the bamboo basket behind him. She has tried this thing herself, and she has also experimented to determine that there are no toxins, so she can guarantee that there is no problem.

"Yes, yes, thank you so much. By the way, how much does this medicine cost? ”

"Don't." An Chen waved his hand, yawned lazily in his trouser pocket and prepared to leave: "Just remember to send me more tea next time." ”

"Well, that relationship is good, and that old decay is not welcome."

"Got it, goodbye."

The old man touched his beard, watched Anchen walk away with a smile, and shook his head with a smile, this little girl is good, but she doesn't behave like a girl at all, but like a young man.

"Auntie, clear soup noodles, and another potato." Anchen put the medicine basket aside and found a seat to sit down.

It's almost night, and most of the residents have returned to their homes, but shops are usually open until midnight. There is a noodle restaurant in the village, and if you are too lazy to cook, Anchen will basically come here to eat.

I went into the mountains early this morning to collect medicine, and now I am not in the mood to cook at all. Sure enough, it's more comfortable to eat a little directly.

"Doctor, okay, wait a minute." The owner of the noodle shop is a passionate woman who always wears a headscarf, and she has heard that her husband died at an early age, so she runs the noodle shop herself and takes care of her children.

"Doctor An, you're back, I've made you the backpack you said you were going to make last time you said you were going to make it. The leather is so strong that you won't break it if you put a bunch of rocks in it. The noodle shop is semi-open-air, and in the tailor shop opposite, the boss greeted Anchen with a smile when he saw it, and took out a gray-black leather backpack from his counter.

The boss is an uncle, although I don't know why an uncle can be a tailor, but I have to say that his craftsmanship is really good.

"Ah, thank you, I'll get it when I'm done."

"Yes, no problem."

There was a hunter living next to the tailor shop, he had a very eye-catching beard, and when he saw the stinky fart of the tailor boss, he pouted his lips disdainfully: "Doctor, don't believe him, I don't know, boy, he always cuts corners, and the clothes I made him made last time were worn for only a few weeks before they broke." ”

The tailor's brows twitched, as if he was angry: "Hey, old Li Tou, can what you make for Dr. An and what you do for you be the same?" ”

"Admit it, you're cutting corners for me!"

"Hey, you make it clear, who's cutting corners!"

"These two guys are arguing again?" The aunt of the noodle restaurant walked to Anchen's side with the clear soup noodles. The clear soup noodles are quick to make, so run them through the raw noodles in boiling water, then add some chopped green onions and salt and serve. In this way, you can see the taste of the noodles themselves, and the noodles here are all kneaded by hand, and they are very strong to eat.

The tailor boss and Orion always quarrel, and Anchen and his aunt are no stranger to this kind of thing: "I really don't understand, they are all such adults, and they have to quarrel like children all day long." ”

"It's a good feeling." Anchen picked up a pair of chopsticks, chuckled, broke the chopsticks, and picked up a chopstick noodle.

"Suck and slip."

"It's delicious."

"If it's delicious, you can eat more, and if it's not enough, I'll add it to you." The noodle shop aunt's hands wiped her apron.

Anchen was eating noodles, and the setting sun shone on the small village and town, shining on her body. The sun was warm and comfortable.

An Chen's face suddenly turned pale.

It was like a beat of the heartbeat, the blood in the body was stagnant for a while, and the movements froze in place.

"Doctor, what's wrong with you?" The aunt looked at An Chen's appearance and asked suspiciously.

"Ahh It's nothing. An Chen came back to his senses and smiled: "Maybe I'm too tired." ”

"In this way, to be honest, doctor, you also have to pay more attention to your body, after all, you are not one of those big men, women, you have to know how to take care of yourself."

"Well," Anchen smiled in response, but his eyes were a little complicated.

The infirmary is located on the northwest side of the village, and when I came here, I bought it for three gold coins and spent some money to renovate it. It's not particularly good, but it's still antique. The floor and walls are nailed with wood, and there are two flower beds and many pots of various herbs. These are all relatively rare and rare herbs that Anchen picked when he was collecting medicines in the past, at first he just wanted to see if he could feed himself, and he didn't have to go out to find them every time in the future, but he really planted them.

Herbs occupy almost half of the house, some piled on the ground, some hung on the roof, and some coiled on erect stands, but they are neatly arranged and do not look cluttered. There was some medicinal fragrance in the room, which gave it a very special feeling.

There was a medicine cabinet on the side, leaning against the wall that almost covered most of the wall. There is a small drawer on it, which is divided into each category according to the type of medicine. This medicine cabinet was made by Anchen himself when he was free, and it was not professional, but it was simply usable.

"Bad luck." An Chen rubbed his forehead, but his face became more and more pale.

Standing in front of his house, An Chen saw a person sitting on the edge of the medical hall. It was a young man, but he had long brown hair, pointed ears, and ragged clothes. He was not from the village.

This Anchen can be sure that there are so many people in the village, although Anchen doesn't know all of them, but at least they are all familiar, but this guy in front of him has never seen it at all. He looked like a refugee, but his expression didn't look like he was fleeing, he was very calm.

"Are you looking for something with me?"

Hearing An Chen's words, the young man raised his head, and when he saw An Chen, he showed a smile, or rather, not a smile, because there was a kind of hideousness in the smile, like a madman: "Don't worry about me, I'll leave after a rest here." ”

Looking at the boy's weird smile, An Chen was stunned and frowned, and didn't say anything more.

She's in a very bad state right now.

He just nodded his head and slowly entered his house.