If a person's shoulder is dislocated and connected, the soft tissues will still be damaged, and strenuous exercise cannot be done in a short time. 【Full text reading】On Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhuang Ru seemed to forget the pain in his left shoulder, and began to make a table of dishes from early in the morning. When Xiaobai came back at noon, he was carrying a small red clay stove and a bag of charcoal, Zhuang Ru thought he was going to make a special hot pot in the south, but Xiaobai also wanted to make a dish. Xiaobai's dish is a traditional New Year's dish egg dumplings in his hometown of Wucheng.

A red peat stove was built on the floor tiles of the kitchen, Xiaobai sat next to him with a small stool, holding a large round spoon with a long handle in one hand and roasting it on the charcoal fire, and holding a piece of big fat meat with chopsticks with the other hand and smearing it in the round spoon to sizzle oil. After smearing a thin layer of oil in the soup spoon, I scooped a spoonful of stirred eggs with a small spoon and poured them into the round spoon. Xiaobai evenly rotated the round spoon to make the egg pulp flow in the round spoon and gradually solidify, spreading it into a uniform dumpling skin. He took another chopping dumpling with lean meat with chopsticks and put it in the center of the egg skin, carefully lifted the side of the egg skin with chopsticks, and stuck the edge of the trap inside while the inner surface of the egg skin was not completely solidified, and then used chopsticks to stick it around.

Zhuang Ru has never seen anyone make dumplings like this when he is so old? The egg skin is now on the stall, and the soup spoon is wrapped with chopsticks through the charcoal fire, and neither hand touches it! Zhuang Ru also stopped what he was doing, moved a stool and sat next to him to look at it, and asked as he watched: "Xiaobai, what kind of dish is this? Why haven't I seen it in a restaurant?"

Bai Shaoliu: "This is our traditional dish in Wucheng, which is usually made on Chinese New Year's Eve, called egg dumplings." ”

Zhuang Ru: "I'll try it too!"

Bai Shaoliu smiled faintly, and handed the round spoon and chopsticks to Zhuang Ru without speaking. Zhuang Ru learned from Xiaobai's appearance for a long time, and he didn't make a single egg dumpling. Xiaobai smiled and said: "It looks simple, but in fact, this is also a technical job." First, the temperature of the spoon should be appropriate, so that the oil can be evenly spread but not burnt, so that the egg skin will not stick to the spoon. Secondly, the time of turning the spoon and the distance from the charcoal fire must be mastered, so that the egg skin can be even. The stuffing should be no more or less, and when wrapping, the egg skin should be solidified underneath, and there is still a layer on top that has not been roasted through the fire. This will stick together. The heat of each step must be just right, and the quality of egg dumpling is actually a person's heart and hand. ”

Zhuang Ru: "Are you ingenious?"

Bai Shaoliu: "No, it's a steady heart." ”

Zhuang Ru: "Then it seems that my heart is not flat enough and not stable enough." ”

Bai Shaoliu: "That's not it, you haven't been unskilled before, and your left shoulder was injured by me yesterday, and your movements with a long spoon are uncoordinated." You rest for a while, and when I finish wrapping a plate of egg dumplings, I will rub your blood and veins. ”

Zhuang Ru returned the round spoon to Xiaobai, gently touched his left shoulder, and asked cautiously: "Do you feel better?" Do you feel that your emotions are still a little out of control, so you want to make egg dumplings to calm your mood?"

The faint smile on Bai Shaoliu's face disappeared: "Yes, my internal injuries are not serious, but I am restless, and I need to adjust and calm down." After saying this, he raised his head again and looked at Zhuang Ru and smiled: "Since it is the New Year, I can't let you be busy alone, I also have to cook the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." It's a pity that I don't know how to do it, so I can only make this dish. ”

Zhuang Ru: "Be careful, this dumpling skin is broken." ”

Bai Shaoliu: "If you don't pay attention to this bag, it's wasted." It doesn't matter. Pack next. ”

Zhuang Ru: "These dumplings are so beautiful, golden, and smell fragrant." ”

Bai Shaoliu: "But I can't eat it yet." Whether the skin is cooked or raw, it needs to be steamed again. ”

On this day, after the firecrackers were put off and the Spring Festival closed for Chinese New Year's Eve, the table was full of dishes, which seemed too rich for two people, or this table of dishes seemed too few people sitting at the table. When Zhuang Ru set the table, he took out three pairs of chopsticks, put two pairs facing each other, and held the other pair in his hand but looked at Xiaobai's expression.

Bai Shaoliu: "Put it down, I was going to invite her to come, and I kept it for her if she couldn't come, thank you for being so careful." ”

Zhuang Ru placed the steamed egg dumplings in the center of the table. The egg dumplings are beautifully arranged in a circle, like a golden lotus seat. After sitting down, Zhuang Ru sighed: "It's really full of color and flavor, and it's such a beautiful dish, I can't bear to put down the chopsticks." ”

Bai Shaoliu: "No matter how beautiful it is, it's also a dish, the dish is for people to eat, come, you taste one first, be careful of scalding!" He picked up an egg dumpling in the middle and sent it to Zhuang Ru's mouth across the table. Zhuang Ru took a bite and praised: "It tastes so good!"

Bai Shaoliu: "The taste is also the good mix of your dumpling filling, not my craft." ”

Zhuang Ru took down a bottle of wine from the cupboard behind the table: "Xiaobai, let's have some drinks." This is what I specially went out to buy, your old Chunhuang in Wucheng. ”

The sound of firecrackers outside the window came and went, and the two didn't talk much, drinking and eating. It seems that the wine is not in a hurry, but after serving the cup for a long time, there will be more wine, Xiaobai's body is already a little hot, Zhuang Ru's face is dyed with a layer of red, and the tip of his nose is sweating. As soon as there was a lot of wine, people were no longer accustomed to silence, and it was Zhuang Ru who opened his mouth first: "Xiaobai, you said yesterday that I was your woman, do you really think so?"

Bai Shaoliu: "It's true. ”

Zhuang Ru: "You drank too much that day, is it a lover or a relative who calls me?"

Bai Shaoliu: "It's all!"

Zhuang Ru: "Actually, your name is Qingchen, I can guess now, don't really take my sister for a fool." ”

Bai Shaoliu: "You're not stupid, I don't remember what I said at the time, but what I just said was the truth." ”

Zhuang Ru put down the cup, lowered his head and said, "I know you are telling the truth, but my sister is not worthy, do you know my past?"

Bai Shaoliu: "If you want to say it, just say it, I'll listen." ”

Zhuang Ru: "When I was in school, my parents divorced, and they always quarreled before they got divorced, and often did it in front of me, and my mother always scolded my father for being unproductive, and then she finally left him...... After graduating from university, I found a job in the bank, and at first I was bookkeeping at the front desk. Once, I made a mistake and made a mistake so that the customer withdrew more money, but he was unwilling to admit it, not only needed me to compensate but also had to be punished internally, at this time Yan Xiangli helped me solve the trouble. Later, he often found opportunities to approach me, gave me a lot of benefits, and also made some requests...... Later, I had a relationship with him...... Xiaobai, are you listening?"

Bai Shaoliu: "I'm listening." ”

Zhuang Ru's head drooped lower and lower, and the blush on his face had receded: "I used to be his mistress." Mistress on a secret date. I know that he has received a lot of benefits, including Hong Yunsheng's benefits, and even I have taken the red envelope of Nandu Technology. Later, in that car accident, you were the only one in the car except the driver, who was completely innocent. You didn't know that before, did you?"

Bai Shaoliu: "I know. ”

Zhuang Ru's face was already pale, but now it became even paler: "How do you know?"

Bai Shaoliu: "If you don't want people to know, you can't do it unless you don't do it." Nandu Technology has such a large loan, there is obviously a problem but the green light is all the way, how can the person who handles it not be beneficial? As for the relationship between you and Yan Xiangli, I not only know. The whole money bank knows it. ”

Zhuang Ru: "Don't you mind my sister's past? Are you still willing to let me stay by your side? Can you really accommodate such a woman?"

Bai Shaoliu replied very clearly: "Mind!" This sentence made Zhuang Ru's body tremble, and he almost didn't knock over the wine glass. Immediately afterwards, I heard Bai Shaoliu say: "But now you are no longer the same you you were at the beginning, people will always regret things, right? If everything can be done again, I will definitely not let myself see her disappear in front of me." The past is irretrievable, and we must cherish the present and no longer leave regrets, which is enough. ”

Zhuang Ru raised his head and asked weakly, "You believe in me like that?"

Bai Shaoliu: "Since I was very young, no one has been able to lie in front of me, in fact, I am a different monster. ”

Zhuang Ru: "You are not a monster, in my eyes you are an amazing hero." I used to look at you like a big boy. But in the past two days, I feel like you've changed. Become a real man. ”

Bai Shaoliu: "I was originally a man!"

Zhixu's traditional Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is actually mostly eaten in the afternoon, and after dinner, dumplings are made, this time with dough dumplings instead of egg dumplings. After wrapping dumplings, it was dark to watch the Chinese New Year's Eve party. The Northeast Big Flicker, which appears every year, is making people all over the country laugh. Xiaobai's face was calm but he didn't smile, he sat on the sand and leaned against Zhuang Ru to watch the party, his eyes flashed panicked when he watched TV, but he still sat with Zhuang Ru all the time. Finally, after midnight, the party is over, and when it's time to go to bed, it's time to go into the bedroom after washing.

Zhuang Ru stood in the middle of the door of the two bedrooms and did not go in to watch. She stood outside the door and reached out and touched her square face. The scars were almost half healed, and after thinking about it, he thought he had figured out something, smiled and walked into his bedroom.

......

When Xiaobai walked into the bedroom, Qingchen finally walked to the cabin at the foot of the mountain on an uninhabited island, although there was no light, but the starry sky illuminated the outline of her weak figure. There was a spar on the beam of the wooden house with a faint glow, and everything in the house was dimly visible. The wooden house is very simple and there are not even door panels, but the inside is very clean. On a wooden bed was a white linen robe, which had clothes in place! Qingchen tied the robe around his body, but it didn't fit well. It was dragged all the way over the top of the foot to the ground.

There is also a lattice shelf in the house, and there is food on the lattice shelf, which is a slightly hard but fragrant and salty pastry, and Qingchen feels very full after eating a piece. She sat on the wooden bed and was thinking about how Xiaobai would spend Chinese New Year's Eve? must be with the woman named Zhuang Ru? Will he miss her? If he knew that she was not dead, would he come to her? Qingchen really hoped that when he raised his eyes, he could see Xiaobai standing at the door.

She thought about it for a long time, and finally sighed and sat cross-legged on the bed, it seemed that she was injured and had no internal energy. Her meditation and pranayama are the same as Xiaobai's, both of which start from the combination of form and spirit. Then she had a strange thing, the mental method she had cultivated was completely unhindered, and the state and realm of physical and mental harmony could soon enter, but there was no mana at all. She is a healthy person and a normal person, but she has lost her human strength.

......

At the beginning of the New Year, I got up to eat dumplings, and before the dumplings came out of the pot, I heard the doorbell ring, Zhuang Ru picked up the video walkie-talkie and stood at the entrance of the building with a monk, and said very strangely: "Xiaobai, there is a monk who rings our doorbell and comes to the door on the first day of the New Year?"

Bai Shaoliu was shocked when he heard that he was a monk, and he jumped out of the kitchen with an arrow step and jumped across the sand and fell directly to the door, saw the small screen of the walkie-talkie, picked up the microphone and said, "Master, are you here to find me?"

Zhuang Ru: "Do you know this monk?"

Bai Shaoliu: "Yes, he saved my life!"

The third young monk went upstairs and entered the house, did not change his slippers, but rubbed the soles of the monk's shoes on the mat, saluted with one palm, and recited the Buddha's name: "Bai Shaoliu donor." Poor monks come to disturb during the festival, please don't blame it. ”

Bai Shaoliu: "Master, please come in, I haven't thanked you for saving me, what kind of blame are you talking about!" I thought that no one in my family would come to pay New Year's greetings, but I didn't expect you to come, Master, and it was too late to welcome." ”

The monk was not polite, he went into the house and sat down on the sand, he carried a yellow cloth pouch in his other hand, which was more than a foot long and contained a fishing rod or something else, and when he sat down, he propped it up on the floor and made a heavy noise. Xiao Bai suddenly shuddered when he heard this voice. He guessed what was inside!

At this time, Zhuang Ru had already put a cup of tea on the coffee table: "Master." Happy Chinese New Year, please have tea!"

The third young monk took the tea and said thank you, glanced at Zhuang Ru, nodded and said: "Born from the heart, if the female benefactor is pure and kind, she will behave dignifiedly, and the wound on her face will heal soon, which is the blessing of new life." Happy New Year, it's really good, the poor monk has given you a New Year's greeting!"

There is a mystery when the monk speaks, let's rest for a while, I have something to talk to this master. ”

Zhuang Ru entered the house and closed the door, she could also see that this monk was not an ordinary person, and she was afraid that there was something important about coming to Xiaobai on the first day of the new year, but there was no malice in the situation. Xiao Bai asked respectfully in the living room: "May I ask the master number, I haven't said thank you last time I was rescued by you." ”

Three young monks: "The poor monk comes from the Wucheng Jiulin Zen Monastery with the name of the three young, which means less greed, less hatred, and less stupidity. A few days ago, the tour party came to Uyu. I heard that there are righteous people who want to get rid of demons, and since the poor monks have met them, how can they not help. Don't thank me!"

Bai Shaoliu: "How does the master know that my surname is Bai?"

Sanshao Monk: "Bai Shizhu is the first master of Wuyou, and he is very famous. I'm here today to return a thing you left behind, this thing should be the belongings of Lord Bai, right?" he took out a shovel from the monk's robe, which was left on the battlefield by Bai Shaoliu during the fierce battle that night.

Bai Shaoliu took the shovel: "Did the master go back again? Is that her second purple gold gun?"

The third young monk: "Yes, the Qingchen girl flew into the mountain rock, and it was dug up by the poor monk." I don't know who to hand over this person's relics, since the white donor also helped her that night, I think it was her old friend, so the poor monk also sent it today. After speaking, he picked up the yellow cloth bag on the sand side, and untied the long cloth bag outside, revealing a heavy purple gold gun.

Xiaobai took the gun, cold and heavy, and he said calmly: "Thank you! She does have a friendship with me, thank you master for handing over her relics to me...... I'm going to put it away. He took the purple gold gun and walked into his bedroom, hugged the gun and put his face on the gun, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and tears flowed down. He thought he had completely regained his composure, but he still couldn't stand it when he saw Qingchen's relics. After a while, he put the gun behind the door, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, returned to the living room and sat down, took a deep breath and said, "Seeing things and thinking about people, sorrow is inevitable, don't mind the master." Since you have been back to the place of fierce fighting, can you tell me who was the person who secretly attacked that night? What about Hong Hequan and the others?"

The third young monk: "The white benefactor is sad, and the poor monk is also sad...... The evil who committed the murder is who the poor monk is being investigated, and as for Hong Hequan and others, I am afraid that he is not dead, at least some of them have escaped. ”

In fact, none of the seven people present, including Hong Hequan, Yang Heqing, Wei Hehui, Sanshao Monk, Gu Ying, Xiaobai, and Qingchen, died! The divine trial led by Bishop Rashis to the two great priests made a vigorous effort, but no one was killed, but it was the Ott Grand Priest who let Qingchen shoot and kill him. Qingchen was rescued by Avtena, Xiaobai and Gu Ying were rescued by the three young monks, what happened to the three of them over there?

Hong Hequan used a red dementor bead to manipulate Feng Heshan's corpse to attack, and at the same time, all his dementor beads, including the dementor lotus flower and Wei Hehui's ten dementor petals, all fused into one, turning into a huge lotus platform and turning upside down, just covering the stone niche that was sunken down in the mountain wall. The light of judgment was blocked by the lotus platform for a moment, and then the lotus flower was scattered, only to hear a few screams from the depths of the mountain wall, but Hong Hequan and the others were gone.