Time passed like water, and in the blink of an eye, the weather became warmer and warmer.

The willows are green, the poplar flowers are long, the beauty of the falling moon bridge is endless, the famous flowers, gather good friends, the incense carts and horses on the street are endless, the golden saddle fights for the road, the Shengjing is dotted with red and green unevenness, and the light is splendid.

There are many people who travel, and Chunshui Sheng's sales are good. Lu Tong folded the medicinal tea cans into a small tower, placed them on the yellow wooden table at the front of the Renxin Medical Hall, and asked the silver zite to write a letter and hang it on the wall behind the table.

There are often people who come to buy medicinal tea when they come to the medical hall, but they don't notice the medicinal tea first, and they are attracted by the words at the end.

"Sit down and come alone, a bottle of spring water from sencha. A few trees of cold plum welcome the early spring, and the drizzle and breeze look at the falling flowers. Someone stood at the door of the medical hall, muttered the verses on the wall, and whispered: "Good words!" ”

Lu Tong raised his eyes, he was a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian student, wearing a square scarf, a white-washed cyan robe, and a patch hidden at the elbow. The man seemed to be a little embarrassed, and only asked Lu Tong in front of the medicine cabinet with a red face: "May I ask the girl, is this place selling nasal suffocation medicinal tea?" ”

Lu Tong didn't say much, only gestured to the stack of mountain-like cans: "A jar of four taels of silver." ”

This man is poorly dressed and has good dishes, and a jar of medicinal tea for four taels of silver should not be cheap for him, but when he heard this, he only took a deep breath, and took out an old bag with an indistinguishable shape from his bosom, and shook out a cloud of silver horns from it.

Ah Cheng took it and said that the four taels of silver were exactly the same, so Lu Tong took a jar of medicinal tea and gave him a jar of medicinal tea, and instructed him: "Two to three times a day, decoction is enough." A jar of medicinal tea can be decocted in five or six days. ”

Confucius nodded in response, took the medicine jar into his arms like a baby, and then walked slowly.

After he left, Yinzheng looked at his back, a little strange: "This person looks at the shyness in his pocket, how can he still come to buy such expensive medicinal tea, isn't it an extra burden for himself." ”

Lu Tong glanced at her gaze, lowered his head to rearrange the jar, and said softly: "Xu is for the people who are concerned about her heart." ”

……

Confucius left West Street, bypassed the temple entrance, and entered a fresh fish shop.

There are dozens of fish stalls on the side of the fish shop, full of fish blood, and the market has closed at this time. He carefully bypassed the blood and scales on the ground and entered a hut.

The house was very dilapidated, but it was clean, and when I heard movement, an old woman's hoarse voice came from inside: "My son? ”

The Confucian replied with a "hey", put down the teacan, and hurriedly went in to help the people inside.

This Confucian student's name is Wu Youcai, he is a scholar, and he has some talent, but for some reason, he is always a little bit unlucky in the examination. has landed repeatedly, and now people are middle-aged, and they still have achieved nothing.

Wu Youcai lost his father at an early age, and it was his biological mother who single-handedly pulled him up by killing and selling fish. A few years ago, Aunt Wu had a serious illness and has been lingering on the sickbed. After the Spring Festival this year, it became more and more serious, and Wu Youcai searched for good doctors, and they all said that the oil was exhausted, but it was just a day.

Wu Youcai is a filial son, and after being sad, he changed his way to fulfill his mother's long-cherished wish. Buy a bowl of flower soup for your mother today, and cut clothes for her tomorrow. When he wasn't studying, he also killed fish to earn some money, and some savings, these days, a lot of savings were spent, just for his mother to show a smile.

Aunt Wu is seriously ill, often confused, sometimes sober, sometimes confused, now less and less sober, and she can't recognize her son for a long time. A few days ago, I told Wu Youcai that I wanted to go to the river embankment to see Yang Hua.

It is not difficult to see Yang Hua, but Aunt Wu has always had a suffocation, and in previous years, when it came to spring, the towel did not leave her hand. At this moment, Wu Youcai heard from a scholar friend from the Peach Blossom Club come back and say that there was a medical hall on West Street selling a kind of medicinal tea, which had a miraculous effect on the nose and suffocation. Wu Youcai was very moved when he heard this, although a pot of medicinal tea costs four taels of silver, which is really expensive for him, but as long as he can meet his mother's wishes, it will be worth it.

He subdivided the medicinal tea into fine pieces, and slowly fried the porcelain jar at home for half a day, put it in a bowl, and when it was warm, he fed his mother a spoonful to drink. When the mother finished drinking, she fell asleep again and fell asleep in a daze. Wu Youcai went outside to continue to divide the fish that had not been cooked during the day.

I drank like this for three days, and early in the morning of the third day, Aunt Wu came to her senses again and shouted that she wanted to go to the river embankment to see Yang Hua. Wu Youcai carried his mother on his back, took a towel to cover her mouth and nose, and took his mother to the embankment of the Luoyue Bridge.

There are pavilions for visitors to rest on both sides of the embankment, and Wu Youcai walked in with his mother and sat down, letting his mother lean on himself, while tentatively removing the towel on his mother's face.

Aunt Wu didn't show any discomfort.

Wu Youcai's eyes lit up little by little.

This spring water is really useful!

There are endless people on the Falling Moon Bridge, and thousands of new greens are blown by the wind. Wu Youcai was in a trance for a while, since his mother was sick, he was busy selling fish to take care of his mother during the day, lighting the lamp to read at night, and he had not had leisure time to look at the scenery for a long time.

"This is Yang Hua—" Someone on the side spoke, and he turned around to see his mother looking at the smoke willows on both sides of the river embankment, her eyes were rare and clear.

Wu Youcai's heart was sour, he almost burst into tears, and said softly: "Mother, this is Yang Hua." ”

Aunt Wu slowly tilted her head and looked at him intently for a while, as if she remembered who the person in front of her was: "You are talented." ”

I can recognize him! As soon as Wu Youcai grabbed his mother's hand, he felt that the hand was like firewood, and he choked up and said: "It's me, mother." ”

The new willows on both sides of the strait are green and green, lining the woman's sideburns like silver. Aunt Wu smiled and patted his hands, and praised him softly as if she had comforted him when she was reprimanded by her husband when she was a child: "Thank you, my son, I took my mother out to see Yang Hua." ”

Wu Youcai mourned in his heart.

His mother didn't pay attention to his expression, and looked at the smoke willow in the distance with a smile: "Speaking of which, when you were a child, you loved to fly kites on the river embankment. Every time you cross the Moon Bridge, you always have to pester your father to buy noodles and flowers. ”

Wu Youcai choked up and agreed.

At that time, he was still carefree, his father was still there, and his mother always endured the pain of suffocation, holding a towel to accompany the father and son to the riverbank, complaining while holding a kite for him.

Later, his father died, and his mother went to work in the fresh fish shop, and he had to be accompanied by fish scales every day. When I heard my mother's words today, I realized that it was more than 20 years ago that I came to the river embankment with my mother to chase the wind.

Wu Youcai finally couldn't hold back his tears.

He looked at his mother's thin body and cried: "It's all because the son is not filial, for so many years, he has never made a name for his mother." My mother has suffered for me for many years, but I can't repay my son, I only know how to read a few dead books, and I still can't get ......"

A hand touched his head.

The woman's smile was gentle, hiding her distress, and she only looked at Wu Youcai and said softly: "Don't say that, my son." Speaking of which, it is me and your father who are useless, and have nothing to leave for you. Reading is your ambition, but fame is something outside the body, and it is a blessing for a mother to only hope that her son is safe and healthy. ”

"My mother has never studied, but she also knows the truth that good things are grinding. My son is talented, and sooner or later he will be able to earn a future, so why bother with it now. ”

Wu Youcai couldn't cry.

The woman smiled again: "Besides, there is nothing to repay, didn't you give me a great gift?" ”

Wu Youcai was stunned.

Aunt Wu pointed to her nose and sighed with a smile: "The medicinal tea you bought is very good, in so many years, it is the first time that your mother and I have come to the riverbank to see the flowers so comfortably." You don't have to be sad, take a look at the scenery, tomorrow, and then accompany your mother to see, and buy a bowl of hot hooves to eat! ”

Wu Youcai wiped away his tears and said with a smile: "Hmm." ”