"Have you heard? The old couple of the Qi family are back. In Jiangle Village, a villager carrying timber on his back walked to a villager dragging a plow next to him.

"I know, I also brought a little girl who was unconscious and couldn't dream, and she was in the thatched hall of the torture doctor." The one responded.

"Let's take a look?"

"Let's go and see, there hasn't been a young man in the village for a long time." Said the villager dragging the plowshare.

As he said, it has been a long time since a young man has come to Jiangle Village. Jiangle Village is very closed, and when you come to the village from the outside, you have to go through the winding mountain roads for several days, and ordinary people will not come in, but there are a few small villages next to him that do not have many people, and several villages can still come and go with each other. If this is not the case, I am afraid that this Jiangle Village will be completely closed.

……

In the Prisoner's Zhangtang in Jiangle Village, Lin Qingqing sat on a chair and looked at Lang Zhong, who looked down on him so lightly. This is the old man who was tortured by the old couple?

"Dog, get out of the way, you're not a Langzhong, what kind of lobby are you sitting in at a young age, go and call the old man out." The old woman spoke.

"No, Uncle Ying, I'm really the doctor of this grass hall. The young man said awkwardly touching the back of his head.

"The old man didn't do it?" The old man asked.

"It's been a long time since I quit, I said I was going fishing, and I shouldn't be the doctor of this broken grass hall." The young man said.

"Then you are in charge of the cottage?" The old man asked.

"It's me."

"And you can cure the disease?" The old man asked uneasily.

"It can be cured."

"Forget it, then you can cure it."

……

"How?" The old woman asked with concern.

"Hmm......" The young man took Lin Qingqing's right hand and pondered for a while.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a little internal injury." The young man replied.

"What do you mean by just a little internal injury? Is an internal injury something that can be healed so easily? Dog, you won't cure the disease, you won't let the old man out of the mountain in a hurry. The old man said unconvinced, and as he spoke, he was about to start twisting people.

"Uncle Ying, uncle, don't do it, what I said is true." The young man dodged the old man's movements and explained. "This internal injury is not the same as the kind of internal injury that you will accumulate. It's just that I'm injured inside, and as long as I recuperate quietly, I'll get better. However, if the treatment is not done properly, it will really become an internal injury. ”

"Really, that means there's nothing wrong with this girl?" The old man chased.

"It's fine." The young man patted his chest and reassured.

Then, he turned around and said to Lin Qingqing: "Girl, here are some prescriptions, you grab them and make soup, take them once a day, it should be no big deal." ”

However, Lin Qingqing still said something, some wooden flutes.

"Oh, don't worry, girl, it's just ordinary herbs, and they don't cost much," the young man added.

It seems that he has misunderstood something, thinking that Lin Qingqing is worried that he will not have the money to catch medicine...... Well, it's really possible, after all, Lin Qingqing is penniless now, but at least there are two old couples, so don't worry about it for the time being. However, Lin Qingqing just now was only temporarily distracted, and suddenly came to such a simple world, she didn't know how to behave.

"Thank you, doctor." Lin Qingqing said with a smile. The smile is not very sweet, but in a village next to such a big mountain, the lethality is still quite strong.

So, at that moment, the novice doctor was fascinated, and it wasn't until he was awakened by the old man he called Uncle Ying that he came back to his senses.

"Miss Lin, don't say anything nice to this kid, this guy is just a little kid who goes to the house to expose the tiles in three days."

"Uncle Ying, I'm no longer a child, besides, how many years have you been away from the village." The novice doctor said with a bitter face.

"Cut, it's your Uncle Ying for how many years you've been gone." The old man said domineeringly.

The young man didn't meet him anymore, turned around, and said to Lin Qingqing: "Girl, if you have anything, come to this cottage to find me again, my name is Xing Qianye." ”

"Miss Lin, leave it alone, just call him a dog, that's what everyone calls him anyway." The old man said without giving him the slightest face.

"Okay, okay, Miss Lin doesn't have anything to do, old man, don't keep teasing dogs." The old woman said.

"Auntie, you call me that......"

"Miss Lin." The old woman turned around, looked at Lin Qingqing, and asked, "Miss Lin, has you thought about what to do in the future?" If you don't have a place to go, just stay with our two old men and grandmothers. ”

Lin Qingqing thought for a while, bowed to the two old men, and said, "Then thank you to the second elder." ”

The two old men looked at each other for a moment, then laughed.

They really hope that Lin Qingqing can stay, after all, as they said before, the old couple still has no woman or son, and Lin Qingqing's arrival can be regarded as filling a certain regret in their hearts for the old couple.

After walking out of the cottage, Lin Qingqing found that many villagers had surrounded the cottage and looked inside, not knowing what to see.

And when Lin Qingqing walked slowly and found that their eyes were focused on his body, he was a little speechless.

"What to see, what to see, it depends on the girl to go back to her own house to see," Erliang said. The appearance of the second elder finally made these onlookers feel a little lower.

"The old Qi family is back!" Some elderly people greeted the old couple.

But the young and young people may not know the so-called old Qi family, so their attention is on Lin Qingqing, a young woman and body.

"Sister, are you from the city?" A little boy with a runny nose said to Lin Qingqing.

"Yes."

As soon as they heard Lin Qingqing's answer, these children became excited and squeezed towards Lin Qingqing. In fact, not only these children, but also those younger young adults also showed envious eyes.

"Sister, are there a lot of people in that city?" A little girl asked, jumping.

"There are a lot of people."

"Are there a lot of books in that city?" Another boy asked.

This question made Lin Qingqing feel a little distressed. Books are really expensive in this era, and they are even more valuable in this remote mountain village, where there are probably not many people who have books except for private school teachers. But she answered anyway.

"Yes." Lin Qingqing touched the head of one of the children and said.

"Sister, it's not me who asks the question, it's Ah Fat." The boy pointed to a boy next to him.