This wandering roar didn't last long.

They soon fell silent, looked silently into the courtyard for a while, bent down to the ground to pick up, and then crouched in the doorway.

I closed my eyes, opened them again, and was still lying on the bed.

Wen Xiaomin curled up in a ball like a child, pouting his thumbs, and his cheeks were red from sleep.

As soon as I got up, her eyelids moved slightly, but she controlled her body and didn't make any movements.

"Don't get up, those guys pestering you are outside, I'll give them a ride, you can sleep."

Wen Xiaomin slowly opened his eyes and stared at me, there was no expression on his face, but there were complex emotions in the depths of his eyes.

I patted her, put on my coat, went to the consultation room to pick up three sticks of incense, and wrote the customs clearance form on yellow mounted paper.

When I came to the gate of the courtyard, I burned incense and inserted it on the ground where I had burned the paper ingots before, first recited the Sutra of the People, then read the customs clearance table, and then burned it.

After a set of processes, a small whirlwind rose on the ground, and the remaining paper ash was rolled clean.

Wild ghosts have no incense to worship, no yin house shelter, in fact, it is very satisfying, except for a few mentally abnormal, as long as the incense is excessive, they will leave obediently, and if they can't come up, they will fight and kill, and make a big move.

Back in the bedroom, Wen Xiaomin had already fallen asleep again, huddled in the quilt, only showing one face, looking a little tired, but very stable.

I didn't go to bed again, I went back to the examination room, and it was about four o'clock on the couch, and I got up to clean up for morning class.

After standing on the pile, I went to the bedroom to take a look, Wen Xiaomin was still sleeping, and he slept very soundly.

Bao Yuqin came to deliver breakfast, and I specially left one for Wen Xiaomin.

At about eight o'clock, Miao Zhengping drove the Duke King again, and did not enter the courtyard, but invited me to speak outside the courtyard.

His expression was a little gloomy, and he scattered a cigarette for me, lit it again, and smoked without saying anything.

I waited for him to finish a cigarette before asking, "Stop acting?" ”

Miao Zhengping said in a sullen voice: "Aunt Wen wants me to act, so I will continue to act." ”

I smiled, "Why bother? ”

Miao Zhengping threw the cigarette butt to the ground and crushed it with his foot, "I will give her whatever she wants, even if it is my life." ”

I gave him a cigarette of my own, "With your current status and net worth, first-class stars can afford to play, why bother?" ”

Miao Zhengping put the cigarette under his nose and smelled it, his expression was a little strange, he hesitated, didn't smoke, took out his cigarette case and put it carefully.

"Know the goods, have you smoked before?" I threw the remaining half-pack of cigarettes into his arms and said, "Take it and smoke it." ”

"Thank you, old immortal." Miao Zhengping respectfully clenched his fists and saluted, and carefully picked up the cigarette, "A year ago, the Earth Immortal Club gave Ge Lao Xian Ye a ninety birthday, and Zhang Lao Class Master presented a rare birthday gift from Hong Kong, which was given by me, and sat on the second seat with the scenery of the birthday ceremony, Ge Lao Xianye was happy, took out the treasured cigarette rolls and scattered them in one or two seats, saying that it was the reward of the real immortals back then, and I also got one, and I was not allowed to take it, so I could only smoke it on the spot, which is this taste." After smoking this one, my old rheumatism has not been committed for half a year. ”

I heard him say empty words, and I didn't bring a canon, so I asked, "You don't understand the Spring Festival?" Haven't passed it down at home? Aren't you from the Hong Gang? ”

"My dad said that times are different and that this thing is the bane, so he didn't pass it on to me. Because of this, when my aunt mentioned me, the German word pile said that I was not a brother of the same bottom and did not agree with me to do this waterway. It was my aunt who begged the old class master to give me this opportunity. At that time, the old head teacher promised five families, but I didn't have any foundation, and it was my aunt who helped me contact all parties, so I could do it. My aunt is my reborn benefactor. You can help my aunt, you are my benefactor, Jincheng Road, just look for me. ”

"It is my duty to open a clinic and treat patients and save people, and I will not do superfluous things, and I can't talk about any kindness."

"If you can cure her heart trouble, she is my benefactor, I will not take it back when I say this, just look for me if you have something."

"Go in and sit down for a while? It looks like she won't be able to get up for a while. ”

"I won't enter your yard again, I won't enter again in my life."

Miao Zhengping looked in the direction of the bedroom outside the courtyard.

The circles under the eyes are blue.

Last night he didn't leave until he heard the end.

I know why, but it's hard to understand.

Sister Miao said that my heart is like iron and stone, and my heart is like ice, I lack enough emotion, and I don't want to be a god but a person, and I have to find a way to make up for this lesson.

For someone who may only have three years to live, this is a bit difficult to achieve.

Wen Xiaomin slept until ten o'clock in the evening and didn't get up.

Miao Zhengping has been waiting outside the courtyard, neither entering the house nor getting into the car.

When she woke up, I was seeing the family.

The three-year-old child, who cries every night until dawn, has lasted for almost two months, torturing everyone in the family to death.

It's not a big problem, the child's soul is light-eyed, and when he sees something dirty, he is frightened, and after pricking the needle and fixing the soul, let them go back and use the cicada to fry the lotus leaf and drink it, and when they go to bed at night, they use their mother's clothes to hang on the doors and windows, and it will be good for three days.

Wen Xiaomin waited for someone to leave at the door before coming in.

She put on my clothes, still wearing a mink coat outside, and did not speak, but knelt down at the door and kowtowed to me, holding an envelope in both hands above her head.

"Mr. Zhou, thank you, I haven't slept so peacefully since I was fifteen years old. I'm gone, this is my filial piety, and I ask you to accept it. ”

I took it and pinched it, not cash, but a passbook.

"When you open a clinic, you collect money for treatment, not money for life. Save your two lives, I will take this kneeling, take the money back, you can go. ”

I put the envelope on the table.

Wen Xiaomin knelt without looking up, and said, "This is the first thing I have taken in the past few years, and I don't dare to use this money to stain your hands and eyes." I don't know if I'm going to live or die, and I don't need to entrust people with the aftermath, but it's a pity that this money is thrown away like this. You are a true immortal, this money is entrusted to you, you can help me donate, even if it is to accumulate some virtue for me, and be an ordinary person in the next life. ”

I gently tapped the table with my knuckles, pondered for a moment, took out the big coin from yesterday, and threw it in front of Wen Xiaomin, "Throw it once, come out of the flower, I will accept your life." ”

Wen Xiaomin looked up at me suddenly, tears welling up in her eyes.

That's what she really wants.

On her own, even if she goes to the capital to break through the eight gates, she will die or die.

This is a through antenna.

People, if they can't pick it up, they will only be crushed to death.

So she wanted to borrow.

"Throw hexagrams, you don't have to play with me, these are of no use to me, and they don't make sense."

Wen Xiaomin took a deep breath, shook his hands and picked up the big money, closed it in the palm of his hand, closed his eyes, opened and closed his lips silently to make a wish, and then threw it into the air.

The big money tumbled and fell, and it was falling on the envelope, and it bounced twice, and settled peacefully.

Word!

Wen Xiaomin sat on the ground with his buttocks, his face like ashes.