Although he was born and raised in Luocun, Xiao Luo did not believe in the apparition of his master, but his master was the belief of Luocun people, and it was passed down from generation to generation, and he respected his master from the bottom of his heart.

Ji Siying almost drank a bowl of divine water, it was very cool, sweet, there was indeed a faint fragrance, refreshing, after drinking it, all the internal organs seemed to be moisturized, taking advantage of Xiao Luo's inattention, she quietly took a small bottle and filled the remaining divine water in the bowl, and later took it back to the NSA for research and analysis, to see if this water was hiding any secrets.

After the memorial ceremony, the middle-aged women of Luo Village went into the side kitchen to cook chicken porridge.

Xiao Quanren wrote couplets for the Shigong Altar, his calligraphy was recognized by the whole village, and he was the only old man who could write the majestic trend of the brush characters.

"Young people should practice more calligraphy, this is the ancestors handed down the ink treasure, profound heritage, can write the words alive, if you don't pick it up, sooner or later one day will be lost." Xiao Di said earnestly to the teenagers in Luo Village.

Some nodded in agreement, others scoffed at it as a joke, and some just didn't react, as if it all had nothing to do with them.

"Is the old lady's calligraphy very good?" A seven or eight-year-old boy asked curiously.

"Of course."

Xiao Dichang said proudly, "The old lady is a talent in the Qing Dynasty, familiar with the four books and five classics, can compose poems in seven steps, and the brush is even more handy, even those calligraphers in the county praise the old lady's handwriting is very beautiful." ”

"Wow, the old lady is so powerful!"

The boy's eyes were filled with adoration and respect.

"Shh......h Be quiet, the old lady is going to write. Someone made a silencing gesture to tell everyone to be quiet.

Two red couplets were spread out on the table, Xiao Quanren put on a pair of worn-out reading glasses, holding a pen and preparing to write, the entire Shigong altar was quiet, everyone looked at him with their eyes, for many people, watching the old lady write is a kind of enjoyment, because the old lady not only writes well, but also comes up with a very good couplet, full of majestic momentum.

But today, Xiao Quanren's old man didn't seem to be in a good state, the brush stopped in mid-air, he didn't start writing for a long time, and the brush was shaking in his hand.

"What's wrong with the old lady?" The boy asked again.

"Don't speak, the old lady is meditating, you have to think about what to write before you can start writing." His father whispered to him.

But after ten minutes, Xiao Quanren still didn't start his pen for a long time, and the brush dipped in ink kept shaking, and finally a drop of ink dripped from the tip of the pen and fell on the red paper, forming a big ink spot.

This is definitely a taboo in calligraphy!

Writing calligraphy, such a situation is absolutely not allowed.

Everyone looked at each other and said in their hearts: What's wrong with the old lady?

"Parkinson's, the old lady suffers from a neurodegenerative disease that is very common in old people!" Xiao Luo saw it at a glance.

Although it is said that the divine water protects and will not invade all diseases, but this is just a belief and wish, in fact, how can there be a real protection against all diseases, hearing Xiao Luo's words, Xiao Dichang's face appeared with a solemn color: "Xiao Luo, are you sure that the old lady is sick?" ”

"Xiao Luo, don't talk nonsense, the old lady is very healthy, don't curse the old man indiscriminately." Xiao Qiudong reprimanded righteously. 、

Xiao Luo ignored it and only answered Xiao Dichang's question: "The clinical manifestations of Parkinson's mainly include resting tremor, bradykinesia, muscle straightness and postural gait disorders. ”

"You don't study medicine, why do you conclude that?" Xiao Qiudong shouted.

Others also have the same question, so it's the doctors who have the right to speak.

At this time, Xiao Quanren put down the brush and said with a smile: "Xiao Luo is not wrong, a few days ago I went to the county hospital for an examination, and the doctor said that I had a disease, and the name was difficult to remember. ”

"Old lady, it's Parkinson's." Xiao Luo corrected with a smile.

Xiao Quanren squinted and smiled: "Yes, yes, yes, it's this Parkinson's, alas...... People are getting old, they are useless, and their memory is getting worse and worse. ”

After being confirmed, everyone looked at Xiao Luo differently.

Xiao Dichang asked, "Xiao Luo, since you know what kind of disease this is, then you should also know how to treat it, right?" ”

Xiao Luo shook his head: "This is a complication of advanced age, there is no way to treat it at present, but it will not have any impact on the old lady's lifespan, but when he focuses on doing something, a certain part of the old lady's body can't help but tremble and can't stay still." ”

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it did not affect the life expectancy.

"Xiao Luo, it seems that you didn't study in vain in college, you know a lot of things."

"Yes, I've never heard of Parkinson's, you have given me a lot of knowledge."

"It seems that we need to let our children read more books, it will be useful after all."

Xiao Qiudong's face became very ugly, he himself was not admitted to college, so he used his own career to compare Xiao Luo's career to illustrate the uselessness of reading, which was undoubtedly subverted at this time, which made him hold a grudge against Xiao Luo.

"Of course, Lhotse is the only undergraduate student in our village, with the highest academic qualifications, and he must know a lot of things." Xiao Ping did not hesitate to praise Xiao Luo.

Xiao Qiudong was really angry, and pointed the finger at Xiao Ping: "What nonsense, who said that you know a lot of things when you go to college, today's college students have long since lost the gold content of the year, and the four years of college are not learning things, but busy falling in love, eating, drinking and having fun, not learning and no skills, and all the people who come out of college are a group of lazy people." ”

He is scolding Xiao Luo in a different way.

"Winter melon, this is too absolute."

"That's right, Xiao Luo is not, otherwise Miss Ji wouldn't have taken a fancy to Xiao Luo."

"It's better to read more books and increase your insight and knowledge."

Xiao Ping didn't dare to fight back against Xiao Qiudong, the big guy wouldn't be polite, and Luocun was so big, everyone knew about Xiao Ping, and everyone knew about Xiao Ping borrowing money from Xiao Qiudong, Xiao Qiudong was so rude to Xiao Ping and reprimanded him indiscriminately, which everyone was very unhappy in their hearts, what is the difference between this and the villain who grabs someone else's handle and threatens others.

Xiao Qiudong didn't say anything more, after all, he also knew the truth of everyone's mouth.

And as soon as the discussion passed, there was a problem that had to be faced, the old lady can't write couplets now, so who should be invited to write a couplet for the teacher's altar?

Xiao Dichang asked all over again, all of them shook their heads, everyone is a farmer, farming at home, doing farm work in the field is definitely to let go of their arms and do it vigorously, but dancing with the pen, this is really not good, not to mention the brush words, even the words written with a pencil are like being pounded by chicken feet, very ugly, can't be taken at all.

(End of chapter)