Xiao Ling saw her mother coming in, stood up and asked her mother, "Mom, do you remember the home remedies for diarrhea that Dad remembered before?" ”

Mom looked dazed and shouldn't have answered.

Now it's in trouble.

There's no medicine, what's the deal?

At this time, there was another person rising upstairs.

Hey, how is it a photography uncle.

"Boss, are there any antidiarrheal pills?" Uncle's voice is actually quite good. Although I heard it in the documentary.

"Not at home." Xiao Ling said. "The owner of the pharmacy is not at home, and the pharmacy should not be open today."

"So, do you have garlic and tea at home?"

"There is tea, but not much garlic, I can go to the restaurant next door to ask for it." Xiao Ling said.

"Then please ask for a little more, it seems that everyone who went out yesterday had a bad stomach." Uncle said.

Could it be that Uncle has a unique formula?

Without thinking too much, Xiao Ling ran to the fifth aunt's house and asked for a large handful of garlic.

"Ling, my brother will come to town in the afternoon, and I'll let him come over then." The fifth aunt said.

Fifth aunt's brother? Oh, it's Wong Tai Sin.

"Okay, I've been in the store today." Xiao Ling said as he ran towards the hotel.

The uncle took the garlic, put it on the kitchen table, and began to peel the skin.

Xiao Ling also followed.

Mom followed suit.

After a while, the table was full of stripped garlic.

The uncle said, "That's enough." ”

The uncle said, "Boil water." ”

The uncle took the knife and the blade, slapped the garlic with a snap, and the kitchen was filled with the smell of garlic in an instant.

Xiao Ling took a pot of water, lit the fire, covered the lid and began to cook.

The uncle glanced at the pot: "There is more water, pour it out." ”

Xiao Ling took a spoon and scooped off two spoonfuls.

The uncle said, "What about the tea?" ”

Xiao Ling turned his head and took a pot of tea at the front desk.

The uncle poured the patted garlic and a small half can of tea into the pot.

The water continues to boil.

It didn't take long for the water to boil.

Uncle still doesn't turn off the fire.

The water continues to boil.

After about three or four minutes, the uncle turned off the fire.

Open the lid...... This taste...... Really...... Indescribable!

Can you drink such water?

The uncle himself took a few bowls from the cupboard.

Xiao Ling silently counted the heads and bowls of the people who went out together yesterday.

One less ......

The uncle poured the water from the pot into the bowl...... How can it be poured so evenly?

Is it true that men pour wine and feel it?

"You can send it upstairs." The uncle picked up a bowl himself, put it to his mouth and blew it, and took a sip.

He didn't frown.

Is this water so good?

Xiao Ling didn't have time to think about it. Aunt Ran's family borrowed a tray and served four bowls of water together...... It feels a little heavy.

When Xiao Ling sent medicinal tea room by room, and asked him to drink it, he emphasized that it was made by the photographer uncle, and even moved it (only for the little ghost).

Finally, they all drank the water, which was a bit unbearable.

Then, Xiao Ling took the empty bowl and returned to the kitchen.

The uncle had already finished his bowl, and put another bowl on the table.

Could it be, that this is for me?

This is terrible water that smells bad, this garlic that is deliberately thrown away when eating vegetables, and this tea that usually makes you lose sleep until dawn as long as you drink a little bit.

How can you let me drink this water?

I didn't drink such cold spring water, and I didn't have ...... Diarrhea, should I drink this water?

Xiao Ling looked at her mother in confusion.

Mom looked at Xiao Ling seriously.

Okay. It seems that there is no escape.

Mom's eyes are like when I was sick when I was a child and wanted to play tricks on not taking medicine, and then my father got angry, and then, my mother would look at herself like this.

Then, he will obediently drink the medicine.

Could it be that this time is the same?

Xiao Ling reached out and picked up the bowl. The eyes continued to look at Mom.

Mom...... Actually...... Laughed!

This smile is really the same as when I was a child!

Xiao Ling simply looked up to the sky and was blindsided...... Wow!

I want to throw up!

For the sake of my mother's smile just now, this price is too great.

However, as long as my mother smiles, I will be happy with whatever I drink.

Xiao Ling looked at her mother painfully and happily.

Mom really smiled, and it was even brighter than just now.

Mom took out a lollipop from her pocket!

Mom! How do you remember when I was a child, after drinking bitter medicine, I would cry for a lollipop?

Woowoowoo...... Xiao Ling threw herself into her mother's arms and burst into tears.

After crying for a while, Xiao Ling finally stopped.

After stopping, I found out that there were guests.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe carrying a gray cloth bag.

Yes, almost confirmed, made of the same cloth.

A slender mustache that grows on a slender face. Like an awl.

Yes, it's more pointy than those Internet celebrities with special effects.

"Girl, is the owner of this shop there?" A shrill voice.

"I'm just, do you stay there?" Xiao Ling tried to contain her crying. Asked.

"There's a big problem with your house." It's still so spiky.

"You may be seated." Although it is very inexplicable, Xiaoling has known since he was a child that anyone who comes is a guest, even if he does not stay in the store, he must be entertained.

Xiao Ling made a cup of tea for the guest.

I also poured myself a glass of water. Otherwise, the mouth is full of garlic smell, which is really inappropriate.

"Is your house for the living?" The shrill voice, a little unkind.

"Yes. We are hostels. Xiao Ling endured it and said politely.

"How did I learn to live for the dead?" I gradually felt how ugly this shrill voice was.

"Master, that's not right." Xiao Ling's voice became a little heavier.

"In your house, there is a lot of gloom and ghosts. A few days later, it's too late. Sure enough, sensational.

Xiao Ling didn't speak, just took another sip of water.

"However, it is not difficult to dissolve. I didn't bring any utensils today, so I'll leave you a business card for next appointment. ”

The man put down a pale yellow business card, didn't drink water, and didn't ask for money or anything like everyone else.

And so it goes.

Is there really a problem with this house?

Although, Xiao Ling himself knew that this back building should be a bit of a "problem".

So far, I've been able to solve it myself.

Although, this may be what you think you can solve.

Xiao Ling put down the cup and picked up the business card.

In addition to a gossip icon on it, it is the name and address of a Taoist temple.

No names, no phones.

I looked at the back.

The name was changed, the name was changed, the word was measured, the study was measured, and the person was found

Marriage, marriage, marriage, opening, commencement of construction, and selection of auspicious dates

The foundation was laid, the work was moved, the dragon point was found, the grave was relocated, and the grave was moved

The layout of the house, the promotion of the scholar, the life of the business, the fortune of the family

…… What a mess.

Xiao Ling didn't finish reading these nonsense words, and threw them directly on the coffee table.

What she cares about now is the few upstairs, whether the diarrhea is a little better.

Why is there no news until now?