Seeing the fat boy come back with a snot on his face, he felt more and more that Zheng Jinhua, who was good for other people's children, had hard fists, and the kind grandmother who had been so good to his own grandson was gone, and only other people's grandsons were good and irritable old ladies.

Carrying the fat boy, he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap him twice on his meaty buttocks: "How many times have I told you, don't wipe your nose with your sleeves, don't wipe your nose with your sleeves, how old is it, and you're still so sloppy." These clothes and shoes are also changed in the morning, look, after working in the morning, they are all dirty, you can't learn from your little brother? ”

The tall and fat disagreed: "Sister Ye Zi said, the children of the rivers and lakes are informal." ”

Zheng Jinhua almost couldn't help but beat her grandson's dog head: "Then does your sister Ye Zi have a snot at any time?" Have you ever wiped your nose with your sleeve? Did you run out and play around like crazy, and when you came back, you were buried and asked your grandmother to help you do the laundry? You haven't learned the advantages of your sister Yezi, and you still give me nonsense and distort words, is it itchy to itch? ”

When the tall and fat saw his milk slap, he broke free and ran away, and his grandmother was no longer the grandmother she once was.

The chubby little short legs turned: "I went to the hospital to see my Aunt Yu, and I won't come back at noon." ”

Zheng Jinhua chased to the door and shouted: "Stinky boy, don't disturb your Aunt Yu, Ye Zi and Xiao Bao didn't come, your Uncle Sang is here, be careful of your skin." ”

It's a pity that the tall and fat didn't hear it, otherwise he would definitely turn his head and go back, he was still very afraid of Sang Dazhuang.

Wang Xinfeng looked at the grandparents and grandchildren, and couldn't help but be happy: "Da Fat, this kid has a really good temperament, unlike my little man, it's too quiet, quiet not like a nine-year-old boy, but like a ninety-year-old man." ”

"I just like Xiao Bao's like that, Si Swenwen, smart and obedient, why don't we change it?"

"Okay, if you want to give up your big fat, I'll exchange it with you."

"What is there to be reluctant about that stupid boy who is fat, if you are willing to give up your little hair, I will also exchange it with you."

The two old ladies did not accept anyone, and resolutely changed their grandson.

In the hospital, as soon as the tall and fat pushed the door, he met Sang Dazhuang's big copper bell and big eyes, and he was scared, and the little fat meat trembled, and it was very comedy.

Yuzhi didn't sleep for long, he had already woken up, saw the tall and fat, and greeted with a smile: "Why is the big fat comrade here?" ”

The tall and fat shrunk his body, tried his best to avoid Sang Dazhuang, and rubbed to the side of the bed: "I came to see Aunt Yu, Grandma Wang is playing with my grandmother at my house, and she doesn't have time to take care of me." Aunt Yu, didn't Sister Ye and Brother Xiaobao come? ”

"No, it's inconvenient in the hospital, there's nothing to do here, so I didn't come, what's wrong with the big fat?"

"It's okay," the tall and fat man secretly glanced at Sang Dazhuang, who was not good-looking, and said goodbye with great insight: "Sister Ye Zi and Brother Xiaobao are not here, I'll leave first, Aunt Yu have a good rest, and I'll come to see you later." ”

Without waiting for Yuzhi to reply, the little fat man flexibly drilled out and ran away.

Cooper Brigade, outside the dilapidated cowshed, the sloppy little old man sat on a lame rocking chair, munching on roast chicken, in the cold weather, the cold wind blowing, and he was not afraid of freezing.

Mulberry sat on a stone pier beside him, concentrating on a worn-out ancient book.

It's just that the more he looks at it, the tighter his brows are locked, this is a poison scripture, the last poison scripture in his hand, there is no word on it at all, no, all of them.

A crack appeared in the indifferent expression that had remained unchanged for eternity, and he threw the book away irritably, and looked at the little old man with black and white eyes: "I want to study medicine." ”

The little old man lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: "In the past, the old man begged you to study medicine, but you didn't study, you wanted to learn poison in life and death, what's the matter, did you regret it?" ”

Mulberry's eyes moved, and he asked coldly, "Teach or not?" ”

The little old man snorted: "It's as unlikable as your old man, and your family is not likable." ”

Mulberry turned around and left, without saying a word.

The little old man was so angry that his beard was cocked, and he said quietly behind the mulberry: "I can tell you, if there is anyone in this world who can save your mother, except for the old man, I can't find a second one." ”

Mulberry stopped and looked back at the little old man, his eyes were deep.

The little old man snorted twice: "Don't believe it, your mother's body and bones, the little old man is very familiar, if it wasn't the old man last time, she died a long time ago, you two unlucky children, you will become motherless babies." ”

Mulberry pursed her thin lips, her voice was soft and cold: "You all know, but no one tells us." ”

They all knew that the man would not live long, but no one told them because they were children? Or is it because telling them won't help? Or is it that their siblings don't matter?

The little old man looked at the mulberry, a nine-year-old baby, whose mind was as mature as ninety.

He likes the steadiness and intelligence of the little one, but he also doesn't like his profundity.

"Don't complain, what's there to complain about, isn't this normal?"

Yes, he understands, there is nothing to complain about, he may regret it, if he had known, he would not have done those things that made her angry, and her body might be better than now.

It's just that the word regret is the most incompetent.

She ...... Will it be okay? ”

The little old man hooked his lips: "Who knows, I'm not sure, it's up to you." ”

Mulberry clenched his fists, and his voice was warmer: "Teach me." ”

The little old man didn't say yes right away, even if he wanted to.

put away the usual hanger, and said: "Although medicine and poison are not separated, but studying medicine and studying poison are two mentalities, if you are a doctor, you may do your duty as a doctor?" ”

There was a hint of confusion in Mulberry's eyes: "What? ”

"All life is equal."

Mulberry lowered his eyes, life is never equal, there is no equality in the world.

"I try."

The little old man was not disappointed with such an answer, Mulberry was a very angry child, and from the age of three, he began to teach him to learn poison.

He could feel the emotions that unintentionally leaked out when mulberries were poisoned, with madness and coldness, which is not the emotion that a child should have.

Therefore, Mulberry was reluctant to study medicine, and he was not reluctant, because he was really not suitable.

Now Mulberry is willing to learn, and he is willing to teach, because Mulberry is really talented.

What a contradictory existence, but it is reluctant.

The little old man knew that Mulberry was a child who did what he said, and since he said his best, he would not casually use medical skills to do things that disobeyed the doctor.

With such a promise, the little old man is complete.

"Okay, go under the bed board in the room and take out the book at the foot of the bed, take it back and read it, and come to me when you're done."

Mulberry is not surprised at all by the little old man's attitude towards books, the poisonous scriptures he has read are all found in all corners of the little old man's house, and they have experienced all kinds of disasters, and they can be preserved until now, it is purely their fate.

The two yellowed books looked a little shabby, but fortunately, the content was not missing or blurred.

Books have no names, they are all manuscripts.

The first thing I had to do was to copy the books again, don't look at these books in tatters, but they are all treasures, he is different from the little old man, he loves books.

The little old man sat on the rocking chair and continued to sway, with a pile of chicken bones under his feet, smashing his mouth to taste the aroma of chicken, and sighing regretfully that there was no wine.

The people of the old Sang family are really hateful, they just don't buy him wine, without wine, there is no joy in life.

At the foot of the mountain at the end of the village, which is rarely frequented, mulberry leaves are leaning against a tree with a crooked neck in their mouths.

Huzi snorted and ran over: "Sister Yezi, we just put the we dug on the kang of Mrs. Wu, this is the fresh that Li Xuanzhu just pulled." ”

Li Xuanzhu is the eldest grandson of Mrs. Wu, a lazy bear child, who eats a lot and pulls a lot, several times a day.

Huzi glanced at it, and the new fresh was sent to Wu Pozi's kang, and he was so happy when he thought about it, and his snot bubbled very happily.

Mulberry Ye's little face was gloomy, and he was not happy at all.

The little fight just made Mrs. Wu sick, but the one at home was almost gone.

It's all stupid, Sang Ye blamed himself to death, raised his hand and slapped himself, his eyes were red, and he looked a little hideous.

Huzi was startled by a few radish heads, and his smile was gone, and he looked at the mulberry leaves worriedly.

They knew that because Mrs. Wu dropped out, Sang Ye made her mother vomit blood, and she is still lying in the hospital.

Everyone said that mulberry leaves were white-eyed wolves, unfilial sons, and scourges.

"Sister Ye, don't worry, my aunt will be fine, wait until tomorrow, when we find a Li Shuzhu to be alone, we will arrest someone and beat him up."

"Yes, Sister Ye, Li Xuanzhu will go to other people's vegetable fields to steal vegetables at noon every day, let's go at noon to ensure that no one can find out."

Mulberry Ye's reddened eyes were full of coldness: "It's not enough, how can this be enough, you continue to keep an eye on Mrs. Wu's family for me, everyone in Mrs. Wu's family will not let go, and everything they have done will be recorded." ”

"Well, Sister Ye, don't worry, we will definitely keep an eye on Li Xuanzhu's family." The little radish head was very righteous and patted his chest to reassure.

Sang Ye was upset and always wanted to do something to vent: "I'll go for a run in the mountains, you go home quickly, don't follow me." ”

The radish head knew that the mulberry leaves were very powerful, and he often went into the mountains to hunt some pheasants and hares to open meat for them, so he didn't worry about her accident, and only carefully advised: "Sister Yezi, it's not early, don't stay in the mountains for too long." ”

"Yes."

The next day, Sang Dazhuang didn't know where to borrow a car, and this year's car is not something that anyone can have.

Yuzhi didn't ask him who he borrowed it from or how he borrowed it, but he had a new understanding of a man's ability.

Wang Xinfeng is very calm, as if Sang Dazhuang does something and comes out, he should take it for granted.

A car is indeed more comfortable than a passenger car, fast and not cold.

It's just that Yuzhi didn't want to be too ostentatious, so he only got off at the entrance of the village.

Sang Dazhuang sent the driver away and went home with elm branches on his back.

It was even colder, it was still snowing heavily, there was no one on the village road, and no one knew that Yuzhi had arrived home.

At home, the two children burned the kang early, and yesterday Wang Xinfeng called back and explained to the two children.

The elm branch went all the way, which would be drowsy, lying on Sang Dazhuang's back, and fell asleep in less than a minute.

The family lightly placed her on the kang and guarded silently.

Sang Dazhuang folded the quilt for the elm branch, looked away with pity, and saw the mulberry mulberry leaves standing at the door, his expression suddenly cold: "Go out." ”

Wang Xinfeng twisted his eyebrows, his heart was very tired, they were all wronged by the family.

"Xiaobao, Yezi, you go out to play, your mother will be fine, come and see her when she wakes up."

The brother and sister responded in a low voice, not daring to look at Sang Dazhuang, and walked out with their heads down.

Wang Xinfeng slapped Sang Dazhuang and said in a low voice: "What are you angry at the children, you have the ability to find the culprit, the old lady warns you, put away your weird temper in front of the branches, if you let the branches worry, the old lady will chop you." ”

Sang Dazhuang has been guarding the elm branch every inch these days, and he has no time to take revenge, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't take revenge, he remembers it with a pen.

"I won't let Zhizhi worry, Mom, you guard Zhizhi, I'll go and bring the old man over."

"Well, go ahead."

Sang Dazhuang left, Wang Xinfeng looked at Yuzhi's almost transparent little face, and the pretended strength was gone all of a sudden, secretly crying.

The Mulberry Mulberry Leaf brother and sister watched from outside the door, blaming themselves and resentful.

Sang Da strode towards the cowshed, and the little old man was still sitting in his lame rocking chair, looking very leisurely.

Sang Dazhuang didn't say a word, he carried people and left, the little old man was used to it, so he was carried in the air, spreading his hands and feet.

When I arrived at Lao Sang's house, I didn't need to say anything, I consciously went to see Yuzhi.

With just one glance, he couldn't help but snort, and the four members of the old Sang family almost went into cardiac arrest.

Wang Xinfeng glared at him angrily: "Look at it well, don't make some weird voices come out." ”

The little old man snorted: "What's so good-looking, just prepare for the future slowly." ”

Suddenly, four cold lights poked the little old man's hairs stand on end, and he grinned and jumped to his feet: "What are you doing, what are you doing, it's just a joke, it's stingy, I don't have a stomach." ”

"The old lady warns you, if you are no longer, the old lady will dismantle your old bones."

The little old man muttered, scolding and scolding, but he didn't dare to refute.

But what he said was the truth, the foundation of Yuzhi's body has been destroyed, and all the internal organs are damaged, when the Bodhisattva is offered, he may be able to breathe for two more years, but it is indeed difficult to save the Daluo Immortals.

It's a pity......

"Come here, little deflated calf, Lao Tzu will teach you a set of needles, and prick her every three days in the future."

Mulberry glanced at Sang Dazhuang, Sang Dazhuang just twisted his eyebrows, didn't speak, and walked over.

The little old man looked at the mulberry with disgust, this kid is also afraid, it's amazing.

"Take it, prick a needle in your inner acupoint, and see if you are qualified to learn." The little old man handed the mulberry a golden needle.

The mulberry was held in his hand, without the slightest hesitation, and pierced his Neiguan acupoint, the needle was fast and stable, and the little old man was quite satisfied.

"The strength is weaker, so I'll play with wood and practice more if I have nothing to do in the future. Look, now I will teach you the Big Dipper Needle Method, which is a set of needle methods evolved according to the Big Dipper Seven Star Array. ”

"Use seven needles to arrange a Big Dipper Seven Star Hexagram Array, gather the Qi of the Big Dipper Tiangang to come to the human body, and light up the seven lamps of the human body, which can eliminate disasters and change luck, prolong life and eliminate diseases, and strengthen the body."

"When using it, the patient's whole body qi and blood will work, dredge the meridians, balance yin and yang, invigorate blood and eliminate stasis, and eliminate residual garbage in the body.

Mulberry looked attentive, carefully remembering every stitch the little old man dropped and every word he said.

Seven needles do not take long, stop the needle for 15 minutes, and take the needle without any problem.

After the needle was over, Yuzhi's pale little face turned bloody, and everyone couldn't help but be happy.

The little old man sighed: "What's there to be happy about, it's the illusion of using needles to mobilize qi and blood, and it will be dispersed after a while, raise it, she can't use fierce medicine now, I'll write you a few medicinal recipes, and make it for her every once in a while, watch her make it." ”

The hearts of the four members of the old Sang family sank again, and they didn't speak.

The little old man had a meal at Lao Sang's house, and was carried back by Sang Dazhuang.