A dream is old, and the summer years are long. Xue Ling had a conversation with Jiang Yufeng before going to bed, and he had to toss and turn a few more times on the bed, and this squint opened his eyes to the light of day. Green Gardenia screamed and then shouted in surprise: "Miss, when did you come back?" ”

She originally came to clean the room every morning, and she was used to the room being empty, but now when she pushed the door, she saw that the clothes on the ground were messy, and the dusty material was very rough, unlike her daughter's clothes.

Most of the water in hand spilled out, and the green gardenia didn't care about cleaning it up, so he happily put the copper basin aside, went to pick up the clothes on the ground, and said angrily: "How to wear such things, the whole body is itchy", picked it up and trembled, and said: "It's okay, I'll go and collect some mint leaves and boil water for Miss to bubble, detoxify and relieve fatigue, where have you been, Uncle Li talks every day." ”

Xue Ling tilted her head, stared at the figure in front of her in a daze, and said a long list, but she didn't say a word. stared at it for a long time, until Lu Yu came over and shook her hand in front of her eyes, Xue Ling reacted, she returned to Beijing, she really returned to Beijing.

She returned to the most secure place in the entire girder.

Xue Ling's gaze moved to the robe in Lu Yu's hand and laughed unconsciously. She didn't change her clothes all the way back. When I entered this room last night, I couldn't wait to lie on my back on the bed, and as in previous years, I always wanted to roll back and forth on the turf outside Pingcheng. Joy and anger can't be known to others, and sorrow and joy can't be too visible on the face, only lying flat somewhere, spreading out all the limbs and bones, it seems that those emotions can be shared with heaven and earth, and it is no longer a person alone.

Lu Yu used to not understand what Xue Ling was thinking, but at this time he was not as restrained as when he was a subordinate in Qi Mansion, seeing Xue Ling's strange smile, he stepped forward and pushed it, and said: "What are you laughing at, Miss, have you told Uncle Li that you are back, what do you want to eat this morning, where have you been for more than a month." ”

Xue Ling kicked the quilt away, pulled his underwear and wanted to get up, but he didn't answer Lu Yu's many questions, and asked, "This courtyard is so lively every day?" Early in the morning, I could hear sparrows outside the door. ”

She was not fully awake, her tone was cold and cold, and she couldn't hear her emotions. If it was left in the past, Lu Yu would definitely wonder if it disturbed Xue Lingqingmeng and made her unhappy. Now I had forgotten Xue Ling's habit of snoozing, and when I heard her ask, I replied very proudly: "Miss doesn't know that Uncle Li's pharmacy has opened, and many people have come to us for medical treatment, and they are busy every day without touching the ground." ”

As soon as the words fell, she shoved the robe into Xue Ling's hand and said, "You can't delay here, Uncle Li's prescription will be piled up again in a while, Miss, you can freshen up quickly, I'll take the time to see what breakfast is in the kitchen for you." After speaking, he trotted out of the door, and when he arrived at the door, he turned around and said in annoyance: "Miss, don't wear that shirt, your old clothes are all in place, and your mother has washed and dried them." ”

Xue Ling watched Lu Yu disappear, and sat on the edge of the bed for a long time. Lao Li Tou opened a pharmacy, she saw it when she came back yesterday, and she watched it for most of the evening, how could she not know. Cunshantang, this name is very interesting. I wanted to come to Heping City to name a way, and casually picked up auspicious words and put them on the plaque.

As soon as his thoughts deviated like this, Xue Ling's heart suddenly trembled. She saw that the city was uneven, the city was not peaceful, and the good hall was saved, what could she store? She subconsciously wanted to touch her wrist. I remembered when I put my left hand on it, and when I came back here last night, I threw it away. Even if Jiang Yufeng came, she didn't look for it. failed to touch the familiar coldness, panic instantly swept through the body, frightened she grabbed the corner of the brocade quilt and lifted it directly to the ground.

Ran Pingyi was not between the beds, and in a hurry, Xue Ling couldn't remember where he lost it last night. Hurriedly got up to look for it, and saw that the water brought in by the green gardenia was still there, so he walked over and stroked two handfuls on his face before he sobered up. This place, Lao Li Tou is in one day, one day is the place where the pot is hanging, and one day is her Xue Ling's place of peace.

If this heart is at peace, why should it be peaceful? She didn't have to look for it.

The morning breeze was slight, and the bedside purse only shook lightly twice, and the hole in the lock was dumb. Xue Ling wiped the water beads on his face, and went to find old clothes according to what Lu Yu said. Sure enough, it was washed with good raw pulp, and it should be the old plum head with some leaves, flowers and stems in the water, a natural grass and wood gas.

Although I am used to looking down on these elegant styles, it smells fresh and always makes people feel better. Aya Luo soft satin, I don't feel anything when I leave, but as soon as I put it on, I instantly feel that Hu Ren's clothes are really not something that people should wear. She didn't feel sorry for her daily use, and the robe fell to the ground, and she was trampled back and forth a few times, and she didn't bother to pick it up, so she left it for a while and lost it.

Jingzhong has good wide sleeves, and her daughter's clothes are like this. The loose sleeves were difficult to cover the scar on his wrist, Xue Ling pulled his shirt as hard as he could, and saw that the face in the bronze mirror seemed to be the same as a month ago, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Instead, he dragged his own baggage out, and took out a baby's wrist-thick ginseng from it, and tied a beautiful red rope to the beard.

This should be something that grows in the snow-capped mountains and forests in the north of the winter, Ningcheng is a strange item, it is more expensive than the price in Beijing, and it is not cost-effective to buy. But Xue Ling didn't distinguish medicinal materials, and he didn't lack silver, so he just found a family business, and he had a lot of money to buy expensive ones. Whenever the shopkeeper said that it had a miraculous effect, she stuffed it into her bag, not paying any attention to where the objects were.

After such a trivial toss, the green gardenia went back and forth a few times, first beckoning the young man to dry the medicinal herbs to be dried in the yard, and the things to be dried by himself were cheaper. Medical expenses can save patients a few more dollars.

The stove was also hurriedly filled with new charcoal, and since the opening of the Shan Shan Hall, the fire has not been extinguished. Four or five kinds of decoctions to strengthen the body are boiled every day. If you have a slight headache and brain fever, you don't need to grab medicine, just drink a bowl, and if you can't pour some more, it saves a lot of trouble.

Aunt Zhao and her family were not idle, she was illiterate, couldn't recognize the recipe, and couldn't help in the front hall, so she contracted to Cunshantang and a cadre of food, clothing, housing and transportation, plus tea and water for the patients who came to consult. The medicine garden in the backyard is full of dozens of herbs, and naturally Lu Yu's father is carefully serving.

Lao Li Tou was already sitting there to take the pulse, and he heard Lu Yu shouting in his busy schedule that the young lady was back, and he wanted to go to see Xue Ling, but he couldn't bear to ask the patient to wait first. Thinking that Xue Ling would come over, he was not in a hurry at this time.

Heijo thing? He really didn't have any intention of asking Xue Ling. Song Bai's words have been brought, and he has been knotted for many years. It's not that he has no friendship with Yi Han, but in this good hall,

There are many living people in dire straits, how can they always think about the dead and die without turning a blind eye.