Zhang Cuihua came over with a vegetable pot, crying and laughing: "Children are children, you see that the flood has flooded home, and you are so happy!" ”

Yuxiang said: "The old doesn't go, the new doesn't come!" ”

Zhang Cuihua sighed and didn't answer the words of the incense. She wanted to change to a new house, but not in this way! Although her yard was not big before, after all, she had lived there for decades and had feelings for every brick and tile in the yard. Now seeing the yard flooded, her heart is very uncomfortable.

Shen Wangxin understood her emotions and comforted: "Aunt Cuihua, you have to think about everything." Later, our medical hall will be opened to the county, and Ah Xian will definitely follow him. At that time, will it be possible to throw you and Uncle Chen in the village? You've worked hard all your life, and you still can't enjoy happiness with your son? ”

Aunt Shen was also uncomfortable in her heart, but she didn't feel so sad when she saw Zhang Cuihua than her, and comforted her with a smile: "Who said it wasn't?" Put your heart back in your belly, Ah Xian's child is a good man, just a yard, with his savings can be bought long ago, you can enjoy it with peace of mind! ”

Zhang Cuihua was comforted by the two of them, and a smile finally appeared on her face.

The two families didn't have to pay attention to it, so they didn't need to bring the food to the dining room in the middle of the courtyard, and set up a large round table directly in the kitchen, and a total of seven people sat down around the table, which actually seemed very spacious.

For dinner, Aunt Shen made a few dishes such as vinegared cabbage, boiled fish fillets, braised eggplant, and a small cup of fish soup per person.

When Shen Wangxin saw these fish, he was a little curious and asked, "Third Grandma, Aunt Cuihua, I remember that we didn't buy fish, where did these fish come from?" ”

Before the two of them could answer Shen Wangxin's words, Chen Xian smiled first and said, "When we moved, Uncle Xuanzi and I saw that a lot of fish by the river were washed up in the fields of unknown people, so we took a wooden bucket and fished them all. If you look outside the kitchen, there are still five or six in the barrel! ”

Lao Chen was much more optimistic than Zhang Cuihua, he didn't have a little worry on his face, tasted a bite of fish soup, and asked Aunt Shen: "Auntie, is there a bar in this fish soup?" It tastes weird! ”

Since Shen Wangxin developed the medicinal diet at the banquet, there are more dishes like this in the five-flavor medicine restaurant. Later, while not affecting the nourishing effect, Shen Damiang improved the taste, and in order to remove the fishy smell, she specially added a cooking wine to the fish soup.

Everyone tasted it and thought it was better than ever, and the taste of the fish soup was settled.

Shen Wangxin had mentioned to Old Chen Tou before that he was strictly forbidden to drink. Therefore, Lao Chen Tou subconsciously glanced at Shen Wangxin, and when he saw that Shen Wangxin did not object, he drank it deliciously, and soon the whole cup of fish soup was at the bottom, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Zhang Cuihua looked angry and funny, scolded, and lowered her head to taste: "I have to say, my aunt's craftsmanship is really nothing to say." This time, we're in for a treat! ”

The hot fish soup poured into the stomach, sweeping away the gloom in everyone's hearts.

After Shen Wangxin had dinner, after taking a hot bath in the bath room in the courtyard, he felt that his whole body was soft and unable to lift his strength, and he actually felt a little tired.

She went back to her room, lit the candles, set aside the jasper knees on the low couch, scattered her wet hair, and read a medical book under the lamp. I don't know how long she read, but she leaned on the pillow and fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, the candle was half-burned and her hair was dry.

Shen Wangxin simply got up and went back to bed to sleep, and just sat up, he found that there was a familiar wooden box on the half-moon table against the wall. The wooden box is painted with jet-black wood lacquer, and there are shell carvings embedded on it, but the heavier the color of the wooden box, the more obvious the dust falls on it.

At this time, the wooden box was already covered with a gray dust.

Shen Wangxin moved the wooden box under the candlestick and blew away the dust from the lid. In the stormy night, the yellow candlelight swayed, and the flickering lights stirred her heart like a handful of dust.

Click-

The lid of the box was carefully opened, and several bottles of medicinal wine were quietly crowded into the box, and in the middle was a small handful of long-withered five-pointed star flowers, revealing a decaying appearance.

"I should have expected it early in the morning." Shen Wangxin silently touched the porcelain bottle containing medicinal wine with his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

She remembered that when she first picked them, there were still dewdrops in the tiny flowers. But now, time has robbed them of all their colors, leaving only a box full of withering.

In fact, what was she looking forward to? Shen Wangxin laughed at himself, two people who have no intersection are like parallel lines, and there will never be a moment of intersection.

It was just a few small bottles of medicine, and he hadn't opened it for a moment, and maybe he hadn't even touched it. How could she expect these worthless things to be by his side for a long time?

There was a "boom", and a thunderclap sounded outside.

Immediately afterward, lightning pierced the sky, and the thunder shook the earth slightly.

Shen Wangxin sighed, closed the lid of the wooden box, and put it back in its place, leaving a lamp by the bed. She put down the tent and curled up in the bed, looking at the candles in the high-leg lamp beside the bed, which shone dimly through the lampshade and the gauze tent.

Go to sleep.

She told herself.

It rained for another seven or eight days, and the sky finally showed a clear meaning. After months of heavy rains, the entire village of Xitou has become muddy, except for the stone-paved streets.

When the water level of Wubu River returned to normal, Shen Wangxin was the first to pull Chen Xian, and the two went to the old courtyard to inspect together. When the flood waters receded, the entire field was in shambles, covered with a layer of mud from the bottom of the river and branches and leaves of trees washed down from the upper reaches.

The two houses in the hospital hall are fine, although there are obvious signs of flooding, but fortunately, the base of the courtyard wall is made of stone. The whole yard only needs to be cleaned up and repaired, and it can be restored to its previous state. But the courtyard of Chen Xian's family is different, one outer wall has fallen down, crushing several rooms, and the entire courtyard looks uninhabitable.

"This ......" Shen Wangxin sighed in his heart, and subconsciously looked at Chen Xian.