Chapter 382
The oil lamp was placed on the table, which slightly illuminated the room, it was a simple house, but it had everything, a square table with a few low stools, a wardrobe and a bed, and on the opposite side there were bookshelves full of books and a desk with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
She looked at the old man, dressed in a gray robe but not shabby, with white hair tied up at will, wrinkles on his face, and vicissitudes in his eyes.
He turned his head to look at Zhao Ning and said softly, "The little girl is awake?" ”
Zhao Ning stood up from the bed and saluted politely and detachedly, "My name is Zhao Ning." This grandfather ...... I wonder why I'm here? ”
The old man looked at her, and after about three breaths, he suddenly laughed.
Instead, he swept away all his emotions and said, "Grandpa doesn't know either." I picked you up from under the cliff. ”
"Under the cliff?" Zhao Ning was puzzled, why was she under the cliff, shouldn't she sleep in the Qingyun Gang Medicine Boy's Building?
She tried to feel the pain on her body that she had not overlooked, but she didn't notice it.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Ning looked at the old man, "Grandpa, can you take me to the bottom of the cliff to have a look?" ”
"Okay." He turned his eyes to look out the window at the night, "But we'll have to wait until dawn." ”
Zhao Ning suddenly remembered that the moon was sparse at this moment, and the night was very dark, and he felt abrupt for a while, so he lowered his head embarrassedly.
"It's still ugly, sleep a little longer."
The old man spoke very slowly, turned around and walked forward, and pointed to the oil lamp on the table, "I left you a lamp, little girl, don't be afraid of the dark." ”
Zhao Ning's fingertips moved, and when he saw him walk out of the door, he closed the door softly, and then whispered two words, "Thank you." ”
The old man outside the door paused for a moment and left silently.
Zhao Ning lay flat on the bed, holding the quilt, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a while, he turned his eyes to look at the oil lamp that was moved to the stool next to the bed, the light was flickering, but it was getting more and more dim.
She got up again, walked to the window, closed the slightly open window, closed it, and looked out carefully.
The three huts were folded straight away, diagonally opposite the old man's room, the door of his room was open, and the lamp was lit, and the shadow of him lying on the couch and the small table could be faintly seen.
Turning his gaze to the courtyard, the big trees in the shade of the courtyard seemed to be in autumn, the leaves were falling in the night wind, and the weeds on the ground were entangled with fallen leaves.
When you look outside the hospital, you can't see anything clearly.
Zhao Ning silently closed the window softly, lay down on the bed again, closed his eyes for a while, and opened them again.
I stayed up all night in the second half of the night, thinking about many possibilities, could it be that I picked up medicine and fell off the cliff, could it be that something went wrong with the Qingyun Gang......
When the first glimmer of light peeked out of the sky, Zhao Ning heard footsteps in the courtyard.
She hesitated for a moment, walked barefoot to the window, pushed open a gap, and watched the old man carry a bundle of wood into the kitchen at the very end, she hesitated a little, thinking that she should do something, but she held back.
Looking at the smoke in the chimney, the tip of the nose gradually smelled the aroma of rice.
After a while, half a day climbed out of the horizon, and the old man came out of the kitchen, patting the dust on his body, and when he looked up, he inadvertently saw her peeking eyes.
Zhao Ning's heart was flustered for a moment, her head retracted, and she heard the voice outside shouting, "Little girl, come out to eat when you get up." ”
She sat on the bed for a moment, then suddenly quickened her movements, put on her shoes, put the oil lamp back on the table, and hurried open the door and went out.
The old man had already put the rice porridge and side dishes on the stone table under the tree, and he put the dishes and chopsticks and beckoned to her again.
Seeing that the old man wanted to serve porridge for her, he condensed his voice and said, "I'll come by myself." ”
But the old man didn't put it down, and took care of himself before handing it to her, "Little girl, you're growing up, eat more." ”
Zhao Ning held it in both hands, separated by the wooden bowl, but the temperature was just right.
The old man held a bowl of his own, "I'll go into the mountains later, eat more." ”
"Okay." Zhao Ning responded, only holding chopsticks and pulling his own rice porridge.
It wasn't until the old man smiled and pointed to the side dishes that she moved her chopsticks.
The old man asked, "Little girl, did you collect medicine in the mountains before?" ”
Zhao Ning paused, and hummed "um".
"There are a lot of snakes, insects, rats and ants in this mountain, aren't you afraid?"
Zhao Ning took two bites and swallowed, "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”
The old man was silent for a moment, looked at Zhao Ning who seemed to be very hungry, and asked, "Do you remember what you were doing before you fell unconscious?" ”
Zhao Ning paused, she held the bowl, confused for a moment, and lowered her eyes again, and then put the rice grains on the edge of the bowl into the porridge water with chopsticks.
"I'm going to pick medicine, I'm a little worried."
She raised her eyes and glanced at the old man, and saw that he seemed to be looking at her all the time, and said shyly, "It seems that something has indeed happened." ”
“…… Well. The old man answered, and bowed his head and drank his porridge.
He drank slowly and chewed slowly.
When they were all finished, Zhao Ning rushed to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and the old man let her go.
At the end of the day, he said to Zhao Ning, "Let's go, go up the mountain." ”
Zhao Ning followed him, watching him bring nothing, walking slowly, but steadily.
The old man's home is not in the village, and when Zhao Ning came out in the morning, he noticed that there was a large wasteland outside the courtyard, overgrown with weeds, and further away was the forest, and the courtyard was backed by a big mountain, which was lush and green.
Zhao Ning followed him to the back mountain, along the winding path, all the way inside.
He didn't bring crutches, Zhao Ning thought he was very close, but he didn't want to follow the three or four miles of mountain roads, as if he had gone around the mountains and half a circle.
Unconsciously, Zhao Ning's pace slowed down, and he was two steps away.
Xu noticed something, the old man turned around, glanced at her, and said with a smile, "Little girl, tired of walking?" ”
He stretched out his hand, "Grandpa pulled you?" ”
Zhao Ning looked at him and then looked at his outstretched left hand, which was probably old, and the skin and flesh were dry and loose, making his slender fingers look a little craggy.
"Not tired." Zhao Ning shook his head, sped up a few steps, and avoided his hand without a trace, "Grandpa, haven't you arrived yet?" ”
"It's coming." The old man turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked upwards step by step.
Zhao Ning was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Zhao Ning doesn't know what grandpa is called." ”
"My surname is Qin." He didn't look back and said, and suddenly laughed strangely, "Just call Grandpa Qin." ”
Grandpa Qin didn't lie to her, and after walking for half a pillar of incense, they came to the bottom of a cliff.
The cliff is a bit steep, but with a few rattans growing on the cliff and old trees extending out, it doesn't look difficult to climb.
She saw a small crystal flower ten feet above the ground on the cliff, which seemed to be a rare herb recorded in the "Compendium of Herbal Medicine".
Grandpa Qin reminded her at this time, "There is a broken medicine basket over there, is it yours?" ”
Zhao Ning followed, and ran to the side in small steps, the medicine basket had been flattened and broken into several pieces, and it was no longer even recognizable to its original appearance.
But Zhao Ning recognized it clearly, got up and shook his head, "It's not mine." ”
"Oh?" Grandpa Qin asked again, "Then do you have an impression of this place?" ”
Zhao Ning raised his eyes and looked at the crystal flower again, "Yes...... Yes. ”
If you go into the deep mountains, you want to pick that rare herb, accidentally step on the air, fall down, get lucky not to die, hit your head, and then lose part of your memory, maybe it's possible.
But she subconsciously touched the back of her head, still not touching any lumps or wounds.
"Do you want to see around?"
Hearing Grandpa Qin's voice, Zhao Ning turned his eyes to look at him, seeing that his eyes were calm, and he struggled in his heart for a moment, Zhao Ning shook his head, "No." ”
Grandpa Qin turned around, "Then let's go down the mountain." ”
"Okay."
Come with great effort, hurry away.
Zhao Ning looked at his back, then turned his head to look at the location where he seemed to have fallen off the cliff, pursed his lips, lowered his head and followed the old man.
When she came out of the mountain, Zhao Ning noticed a trail, which seemed to be heading out of the mountain, she lowered her eyes and turned back, and followed without saying a word.
When we arrived at the small courtyard, the sun was already half-set.
"There are medicine books in the room, and some books, if you are bored, take a look." The old man said to her, "Do you want to eat fish?" ”
Zhao Ning raised his eyes to look at him.
Seeing the old man smiled, "I can only eat fish, and there are only fish at home." Sweet and sour or braised braised ”
"Both." Zhao Ning said vaguely.
"Okay." He answered, and turned to the kitchen.
Zhao Ning followed with a few steps, "I'll help you." ”
The old man didn't stop her, but sent her behind the stove to watch the fire.
Zhao Ning watched the old man fish out of the big tank at the back of the courtyard, the fish struggled badly when they came out of the water, but soon they didn't move, slaughtering the fish, cleaning the fish, the action was very slow, but it was not too rusty.
Until the kitchen is busy for a while, tonight's dinner, sweet and sour fish, braised fish, plus morning side dishes.
Zhao Ning was still stunned until he sat at the stone table, holding the bowl.
I listened to the old man say, "Eat more." ”
Zhao Ning didn't say anything more, only responded with a "yes".
She has a mouthful of fish and meat, a mouthful of rice, she doesn't move much, the taste is good or not, Zhao Ning can't eat it, she hasn't eaten these two dishes cooked by others.
Dinner was much more silent than breakfast, and when it was over, the sun had completely set.
Zhao Ning washed the dishes and watched the old man clean up in the kitchen.
After finishing it, Zhao Ning went back to the room, the door was closed, and she sat at the table, looking at the unlit oil lamp.
When the light completely faded and Zhao Ning could no longer see the oil lamp in the dim room, she slowly raised her head, walked carefully to the door, leaned her ears and listened, there was no sound, opened the window slightly, but saw that the light was still bright, she bit her lip and hid behind the window, a little hesitant and a little anxious.
At this moment, she saw that the light was dim in the afterglow, she was slightly surprised, and when she looked again, sure enough, the lights on the opposite side had been extinguished.
After waiting for another half an hour, Zhao Ning followed the direction he had noticed during the day, touched the window at the back of the room, just pushed the window open, and was about to go out, but hesitated for a moment.
She looked back, touched her body again, and pulled an immortal knot out of her sleeve pocket.
Zhao Ning didn't know when he had this thing in his sleeve pocket, and the jade buckle decorated with the immortal knot was warm and crystalline, which seemed to be a lot of money.
She searched her body again, made sure there was nothing else on her, and turned to place the knot next to the oil lamp.