After Laba, some people began to make new year sugar cakes. Fermented malt millet was boiled in an open large pot with water. The sugar boiled depends on the heat and the experience of the sugar craftsman. Pull it up from the middle, but it should not be too hard, otherwise the taste will not be good, and the guests will not buy it. The hot massecuite was poured on the large table so that it was not hot, so it was necessary to knead, pull out and pull out the sugar while it was soft.
Now that the weather is cold, sugar can be pulled well. The snow stopped in Xin'an County, and there was some pattering rain in the middle. Snow surface with footprints. Pulling sugar is also a handicraft. The straight ones are made into sticks, the flat ones are made into cakes, and the round ones are called sugar melons, which are also divided into sizes.
Yu Jinnian was lying in the sugar store at night, watching two young masters pulling candy, and listening to their chats, saying that their family once pulled a huge sugar melon for a wealthy businessman, and it couldn't be held in both hands. The inside was specially made hollow, and when it was knocked open, all kinds of peanut kernels, almonds, and melon seeds wrapped inside flowed out like sand. Yu Jinnian couldn't help but ordered another large sugar melon.
Their sugar production method is unique, and the finished annual sugar is either as white as snow, or as bright as gold, which is much better than those in other stores. Because a bowl of noodle shops requires a lot of candy and it is specially made, Yu Jinnian has the honor of squatting in other people's shops and admiring the candy. The two masters are brothers, so it goes without saying that they have a tacit understanding. This one kneads out a long and thin candy bar, and holds it straight in his hand, while the other pinches a length of twine between his fingers, and twists it neatly and evenly on the candy bar. Drop a small sugar ball in the shape of a melon.
There is a dustpan filled with fried white sesame seeds under the candy bar. The twisted candied melons are according to Yu Jinnian's requirements, one bite size, rolled in the sesame dustpan according to Yu Jinnian's requirements, and the whole body is fragrant and hot Hot sesame seeds.
The lanterns are orange and the cage is red, reflecting the delicate and cute candied melons.
Yu Jinnian couldn't wait to grab one and eat it, because it was still hot, he burned his tongue first when he put it in his mouth, he hissed and took a few breaths of cool air towards the window, biting again, the sugar melon was crushed into pieces and sticky On the teeth, the sweetness made people tremble all over his body, his tongue and mouth were stuck to the sugar melon and he couldn't break free. The two little masters joked with each other: "It's not frozen yet, just put it outside One night, tomorrow morning the sugar will be brittle, why is the little boss so impatient!"
He himself was stuck, how could he let the others go, then he grabbed a few hot sugar melons, put them on oiled paper and held them in his hands, and ran back to a bowl of noodle shop not far away in the dark, and entered the door. Seeing Ji Hong who was reading a book while waiting for him to come back, he stuffed a pill into his mouth with disgust.
The good news is that He Jihong's mouth was also glued together, he was reserved, he didn't want to complain to the young man, he just frowned and managed to eat this piece of sticky candy, seeing that the young man was about to run away after doing something wrong, he didn't say anything He caught him back and squeezed him into the narrow gap between the two cabinets in the room. There were bottles and jars of important things on the left and right, and Yu Jinnian leaned against the wall, not daring to move, begging him in a low voice, Ji Hong would not let him go so easily, he really searched his mouth Just give up.
Both of them had just eaten candy, one was sweeter than the other, and they were even more inseparable than that sticky sugar melon.
Tomorrow is the new year, and we have to clean the inside and outside, and offer sacrifices to the stove, so the two of them can't stick together for too long. Yu Jinnian complained, picked up the small bag that Qing Huan had sewed a long time ago, filled it with herb, Chinese prickly ash, mugwort leaves, ageratum, windproof and other fragrant medicinal herbs, and tied the mouth of the bag tightly with five-color thread. It is called Tusu bag, and hanging under the eaves is said to be able to ward off evil spirits and get rid of filth. Yu Jinnian doesn't believe in these ghosts and gods, but he still has to do as the Romans do, so he hangs one on the door of his house, and the rest can be given to the diners when the door opens tomorrow.
Ji Hong found a small piece of wood somewhere, sat beside Yu Jinnian, and used a simple knife to carve a wooden stamp specially used for printing small bowls. Although it is made of wood, it feels delicate to the touch, and there are no wooden thorns to prick your hands. There is also a small hole on the top of the chapter, which can be used to tie a small rope to prevent it from being lost.
He said: "Time is tight, and there is no good material, let's use it for now. I will replace it with a good one for you in the future."
"I like it!" Yu Jinnian couldn't put it down, immediately wrapped it in a piece of muslin and put it in the small money pocket on his waist.
In the early morning of the second day, the sky will be white, and there will be voices on the street. It is strange that the night watchman will bump into a few familiar faces who usually like to sleep in. The two brothers in the sugar store also delivered the Tanggua Tangbing that Yu Jinnian ordered early, for fear of missing the business in his store. After a night of refrigerated storage, the sugar melons have become hard and brittle. When you hit them with your teeth, they shatter in your mouth. It's fun to crunch. The candy was collected by Qing Huan, and when she got it right, she asked Sui Sui to take a handful, secretly put it in her pocket like a treasure, and ate until her teeth ached.
Yu Jinnian made red dates and reunion cakes in the back kitchen.
The round or ingot-shaped white noodles are decorated with red dates and steamed in a pan. The method is simple and auspicious. The reunion cake is made of glutinous rice flour, vegetable oil, and sesame sugar. Cakes are also steamed in a steamer.
Both left and right have already touched their hands, so they simply made Ji Hong a good luck cake to nourish the deficiency and invigorate the spleen and stomach.
This cake is not uncommon. It is made of poria cocos, yam, lotus seeds, and gorgon, all steamed and ground into powder, and then kneaded together with noodles. Flatten it and then steam it again, carefully bake it with a patterned mold, and the colorful phoenix will be auspicious, and the five bats will be safe.
After the cake was finished, Yu Jinnian used red yeast rice powder to mix a viscous paint and used it as ink pad, and covered the cake one by one with the seals Ji Hong carved for him. It happened that Ji Hong passed by himself. He raised his hand and stamped one on the back of the opponent's hand. He said happily, "I'll stamp it for you, and it will be mine from now on!"
Ji Hong has always been very patient with young people. His hands were soaked in water, and he didn't cover them with color. Now he wiped his hands and printed them red, and it took him a long time to stamp him. He was not bothered. "Mm" with a smile: "From now on, it will be Mr. Yu's alone."
On the contrary, Yu Jinnian became shy, turned his head and went out to sell the steamed buns, pretended not to care about Ji Hong, and yelled at Duan Mingqinghuan to "dust" together, but in fact he was happy in his heart, like ten thousand A fawn knocked over the south wall.
Dust dusting is also a custom on the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month. On this day, every household has to sweep the courtyard door, clean up the dust and cobwebs, and make the home look brand new. , every ditch was cleaned. Yu Jinnian was using a small broom in the kitchen to carefully clean the clay pot that had not been used for a long time, when he heard the sound of gongs and drums in front of him.
"Fierce ghosts! Go and go..."
When Qing Huan bought Baishiji and Hutou New Year pictures from outside, she was haunted by a group of ghosts and ghosts. The taller one was barefoot, wearing a tattered red cloth, and her face was painted white with something. The other one was shorter, with a big face and a big mouth, and there were three or five little ghosts with strange shapes, singing and dancing around her.
She was trapped in it and couldn't move an inch. Suddenly, the little ghost said "Hey!", and several burly men with painted cheeks rushed out. With a whip, he hit the little ghost, saying strange words that others could not understand.
A group of little ghosts were chased and beaten until they babbled and ran away with their heads in their arms.
The little ghosts scattered around ran to the shops on both sides, with funny painted faces arching wishful gestures, shouting: "Good luck, let's ask for a profit, and the main family will make a lot of money!"
The crowd of onlookers laughed and cheered, and they gave out their pockets one after another, taking out one or two copper coins and throwing them out. A "little ghost" blinked its clear and bright eyes, and looked at Yu Jinnian who was leaning against the door of a bowl of noodle shop to watch the excitement. It was probably his first time playing a ghost on the street, and he was a little shy. The louder the sound, the more lucky money you get. Everyone screamed loudly, but he said like a mosquito: "The master's family is very lucky..."
—Actually, he's not too small, he's about the same size as Yu Jinnian, and under Tu Hua's face is probably a boy around his age.
But Yu Jinnian didn't care about his gesture, he smiled broadly, quickly grabbed a few copper coins from the cabinet, and picked out two reunion cakes and gave them to him together: "Good luck!"
The little ghost held the copper coins and reunion cakes in both hands, stared at a certain place without blinking, and stuck out the tip of his tongue from time to time, licking the inferior paint on his mouth with saliva. Yu Jinnian looked back and saw that he was gnawing on a Sui Sui of Sesame Tanggua - It turned out that this kid wanted to eat Tanggua, but he was not too young to love candy.
Since he is not that stingy person, he turned around and went to the backyard to fetch sugar melons: "What's there, I'll grab some for you to eat."
After this back and forth effort, Yu Jinnian has already wrapped more than a dozen candied melons in oiled paper, and also took a Tusu bag, and said as he walked, "Take this back and hang it in front of your house... Eh, where is it?" He wondered He kept looking outside the door, looking for the little ghost who was greedy for sweets, and he poked his head out of the store door - suddenly stretched out a hand from behind the door panel, snatched his things, turned around and ran away!
"Hey!" Yu Jinnian reacted suddenly, clutching his waist and chasing after him, "My purse! My knife!"
Where could it catch up, the little ghost ran into the crowd in an instant, taking advantage of the advantage of driving away the chaos, he hid in the crowd for a few times, and soon disappeared. Standing in the exorcism team, Yu Jinnian glanced at several teenagers of similar height and build, turned around to take a closer look, but nothing was right, until the whole team went away, he was still standing there land.
What to do, he lost Ji Hong's machete, and the newly engraved small seal was gone.
How could he be robbed in the blink of an eye!
Yu Jinnian searched a few streets, but he didn't find the thief stealing. He even kept an eye on it, thinking that if the kid ate reunion cakes or sesame candied melons, he would throw the oiled paper bag on the ground! There was also a small chapter printed on the paper bag, so he could look for it by following this... However, he had touched most of the west of the city, and he searched in every corner and even in the ashes, but he didn't find any clues.
He returned to the noodle shop dejectedly. Ji Hong was about to go out with his clothes on. His first thought was to ask him where he was going, but when he remembered that he had lost the other party's scimitar, he felt unable to ask, so he hesitated on the spot. For a while, until my hands fell into another pair of generous palms.
Seeing that the clothes he changed in the morning were all dusty and his hands were dirty, Ji Hong couldn't help worrying, "Where did he go? It suddenly disappeared, which makes me worry."
"I..." Yu Jinnian didn't open his mouth, his mouth seemed to be stuck by sugar melon, but it didn't feel sweet, with a slight bitter taste, he lowered his head and confessed honestly, "It's my fault, I left your mother behind. I lost the little machete I gave you, the purse is gone, and the little seal you carved for me... "
Ji Hong frowned and said nothing.
"I'll get it back!" Yu Jinnian was eager to express his loyalty, wanting to say that he really didn't do it on purpose, but when the words of refutation rushed to his lips, he heard a soft hum, like a sneer, so he didn't dare to look up even more. The arrogance was extinguished in an instant. Although he usually likes to make Ji Hong happy by showing weakness and acting like a baby, he also knows that this matter is not as simple as breaking a bowl or washing torn clothes. After hesitating for a long time, the only thing left is "I'm sorry."
After a long time, Ji Hong still didn't say anything, Yu Jinnian bravely raised his head to look, but saw that the other party had a teasing expression on his face, he finally raised his head, and said with a slight raised eyebrow: "I thought you would never dare to look up in your life. I'm gone."
Yu Jinnian was speechless: "Aren't you angry? That knife..."
Ji Hong led him back to the backyard, fetched water to wash his hands, urged people to change clothes, and said: "No matter how precious a knife is, it is just a dead thing. If you lose it, throw it away. It's good that you are fine. Come and see, are you not injured?"
Yu Jinnian shook his head, but his brows were still furrowed, thinking of his little treasure who was wandering somewhere. When Ji Hong was changing his clothes, he half-truthed and ate tofu for a while. Yu Jinnian couldn't think about two things, and soon he was out of breath, and had to put aside the thief's stealing for a while. Concentrate on dealing with the big hooligan Ji in front of him.
"He's the exorcist. I'll ask tomorrow to see if anyone knows him..." Yu Jinnian put on his clothes, covered the red mark on the base of his neck with his collar, touched it with his hand, and looked at it carefully. . Ji Hong posted it behind himself, and said with a smile: "There are also in Beijing."
"What?" Yu Jinnian was thinking about the robbed machete on the one hand, and the red mark on his neck on the other, and couldn't understand what he said for a while.
"The exorcism ceremony." Ji Hongdao, "is performed by the Secretary of the Forbidden Middle School. All the gods, demons, immortals, and ghosts have come out of the palace gate since the twenty-third hour. , traveled through the cities of the north and the south, and did not return to the forbidden center until Youshi, singing and singing like this for a whole day is really wonderful."
Yu Jinnian said with emotion: "I really want to see it."
"There will be a chance." Ji Hong said.
The two dawdled for a while, and finally moved their hands and feet again. Yu Jinnian struggled with him for a long time before finally getting his clothes on neatly, but he didn't dare to continue flirting with him, so he ran to the kitchen to get a new steamer. Good Poria cakes and reunion cakes to share with a bowl of noodle shop.
"It's a happy reunion after eating the reunion cake!" Qing Huan said happily.
Seeing the reunion cakes, Yu Jinnian inevitably thought of the kid who robbed him. He kindly gave people candy and cakes to eat, but someone repayed his kindness by stealing his treasures. It's really irritating! As he spoke, he took a big bite of the pastry.
There is joy in a bowl of noodle shop, singing and dancing in the theatre, the Jiang family has a big business, there are many servants and servants in the busy year, no matter what, it is not the turn of the young master at home to intervene, Jiang Bingren is used to it, and this year he will copy it as usual The sleeve bag is listening to the music in the private room of the theater.
This theater has been open for more than ten years at least, and the repertoire they will sing is all old songs, not as good as those in Yicui Pavilion. However, he wants to go to Yicui Pavilion to buy music, but he also thinks of himself Now he can barely be regarded as a family man, so it's not good to go to that kind of place every other day, so he can only feel wronged and wronged himself, and pass the time in the theater.
He leaned on the soft bed, opened his mouth, and the "family" next to him put the peeled white and fat melon seeds into his mouth, and he didn't even need to move his fingers, as if he had become a Buddha.
Since he is a Buddha, he has to be worshiped by others. Shi Xing stretched out his hand and rubbed his waist slightly to avoid people.
It's not that Jiang Bingren himself is willing to be so lazy, it's just that his buttocks are sore and he can't get along well. Isn't it because he has been working with someone every day for the past few days, and his work has left only the word "chun" in the building, and none of the tables, chairs and chairs have suffered, even if he wants to move, he is too tired to move. , I can't wait to be hugged when I go in and out. Fortunately, even though he was tired, he still felt refreshed, and he could be served to his heart's content afterwards, which made him take a step further on the road of being a dandy.
Chewing sweet melon seeds, Jiang Bingren was bored, waved his hand and called a theater guy: "Why hasn't Bai Haitang come out to sing for a long time?"
The guy apologized and said with a smile: "Bai Haitang said that she was ill and hadn't been on stage for half a year. I'm afraid it's... not very good. A new girl named Lanxiang came in the first month. She is young but has a good voice. Young Master Jiang ordered one." Come out to taste?"
Hearing that Bai Haitang couldn't sing, Jiang Bingren lost all fun and fell on the couch in boredom.
The guy had just stepped back, and after a while, he heard commotion downstairs, Jiang Bingren jumped up to see the excitement, but his body froze, his face was red and pink, and he fell back, instructing Shi Xing to say: "Look what's going on!" Son?"
Shi Xing took a look: "It looks like someone is here to make trouble."
The one who came was a young boy, dressed neatly, but one could tell from the material that he was a shabby man. He was holding onto the little steward of a theatrical troupe, and he was talking about something, only to see the little steward impatiently Throwing away his hand, he vaguely heard: "... Our class leader saw that he worked hard for the group, and he worked hard for the group. He kindly helped you. Now he has been ill for half a year and has not recovered. We are not a temple of grace. You What kind of money do you still have the face to ask for?"
The boy's face turned red, and his hands shook angrily: "You must have hurt him!"
The little steward sneered and said: "Whoever said who harmed whom is not self-inflicted, who forced him?" He suddenly turned his eyes, looked at the boy in front of him playfully, and said arrogantly, "But he said that he has to confess You are the one who reads characters? Can you read well?"
The boy's face turned pale.
The little steward was about to call someone to kick him out, when on the second floor of the theatre, opposite Jiang Bingren and the others, a middle-aged man suddenly popped out, waved his hand downwards, the little steward pursed his lips, took out a handful of coppers and called the boy With a throw on his body: "Okay, okay, our class leader has a good heart. Today is twenty-four, if you don't have any bad luck, I will reward you with a few coins. Take the money and go away! Don't come again!"
Jiang Bingren was lying at the window, resting his arms on his arms. He thought that the young man was a scholar at least, and refused to bow down for the five buckets of rice. Unexpectedly, the other party only froze for a moment, then bent down and picked up the copper coins one by one, and put them in his pocket. Sleeves went out silently.
"I really have no ambition." Jiang Bingren clicked his tongue twice, and nestled back on the couch.
The young man pocketed the money, and ran quickly to Xifang Hutong. At the end of the alley, there was a small open space, beside which was a towering acacia tree. I don't know when and who planted it. It was as thick as two Can't hug. He walked behind the tree, parted a thin layer of soil, dug out a clay pot, and took out a money bag, a small machete inlaid with precious stones, and two oiled paper bags that he didn't want to eat all the way. .
Before leaving with his things in his arms, he climbed up the tree and broke off a flowerless and leafless branch of acacia, before heading back.
Entering an unremarkable small house in Houxifang Hutong, he smelled a burning charcoal fire. He thought that the people in the room were afraid of the cold, so he warmed the charcoal stove himself, so he hid the things in his arms first. , only holding the two oiled paper bags before pushing the door in, calling out: "Haitang, look what good things I got today—what are you doing!"
He was so startled that he was at a loss, rushed over and snatched the red-hot iron rod from Bai Haitang's hand, and threw it far away with all his strength. He went to pull Bai Haitang, but Bai Haitang tried every means to break away: "Leave me alone, leave me alone!"
"Bai Haitang!" He grabbed her and didn't dare to let go no matter what.
Bai Haitang knelt on the ground, his fingers were covered with black ashes from the charcoal fire, he covered his face with his hands and tried his best to avoid it, so his face became a black mess: "Don't look at me, I'm so ugly Don't look at it. Burn it and it will be gone, Ah Ting, burn it and it will be fine..."
Su Ting's eyes became sour, and he slowly took away Bai Haitang's hand, only to see a few copper-red pustules on the face of a pretty girl, and some serious ones were red and rotten. He wanted to touch Bai Haitang's face, but the other party avoided him. Su Ting had no choice but to put down his hand, suppressing the sourness in his eyes, and tried to smile: "Brother Tang, you are not ugly. Don't burn that."
Not only is it not ugly, but it is also the most beautiful one, especially those eyes, which seem to be like the blue water of a smoky and cold sandy lake, full of tenderness, and there is a tender voice like water like precious silk, choking and flowing The tone made Su Ting fall into him the first time he saw him, and it was hard to escape from there.
He sang Tsing Yi and Hua Dan. During the day, he was everyone's white crabapple on the stage, and at night, under the same quilt, he was Su Ting's only crabapple. He loves beauty, he loves beauty very much, he never let his face get dirty, he also likes to wear skirts, he likes some bonuses, and he always likes to ask Su Ting: "Do I look good?"
How can it not look good
"Look, I picked your favorite branch of Albizia juliensis for you. Although there are no leaves or flowers now, it will bloom next year." Su Ting helped him onto the bed, and put the branches of Albizia juliensis that he folded into the broken-cornered earthenware pot beside the bed. Inside, he took out an oiled paper bag from his skirt, a pair of reunion cakes, one for each other.
Bai Haitang asked hoarsely, "Where did it come from?"
"Today, I followed someone to exorcise Nuo. The owner of the store kindly gave it to me, and gave me a lot of money... He is a good man." Su Ting whispered, holding a comb, and slowly combing Haitang's hair. There was still a lot of hair entangled between the teeth, he quietly hid the hair under the mattress, as if he had nothing to do, "I can go to renew the medicine tomorrow. Haitang, can I get another doctor for you?"
"Have you bought the book?" Bai Haitang asked, "Where's the pen and ink? What do you say in the academy? Sir, did you say your essay is good?"
Su Ting nodded: "Well, I bought them all, and my husband said my essay...is pretty good."
In fact, he threw the paper on his face, saying that he is hard to carve from rotten wood, and children don't teach.
Bai Haitang was in low spirits, he didn't hear anything strange, and he didn't think that Su Ting would lie to him, so he finally let go of his heart, became happy, and praised like a child: "I knew it, A Ting has a brilliant literary talent, Definitely be able to pass high school!"
He didn't want to eat, but because Su Ting had worked so hard to get the reunion cakes, he managed to swallow them anyway, but he really couldn't eat the candied melon, so he just watched Su Ting eat it, as if he had tasted it himself He was so happy, and finally gave him two sips of warm water before lying on the bed, but his eyes couldn't leave the charcoal fire for a long time, probably because he still couldn't let go of burning his rash with an iron rod. Su Ting hurriedly lifted the stove out, poured a basin of cold water to extinguish it, and locked up all the firewood and fire folders at home, so as not to let Bai Haitang have a chance to get it.
At night, Su Ting wants to go to bed, but Bai Haitang wraps up the quilt and refuses him thousands of miles away.
"I'll hug you, just for a while." Su Ting clutched the corner of the quilt and begged.
Bai Haitang shook her head, and pointed to a simple small bed made of waste wooden planks beside her.
Su Ting had no choice but to still lie on the wooden bed, lay on his side and stared at Bai Haitang: "Haitang, why don't I go to the academy? I heard that there are workers on the wharf and they are paid a lot of money every day. If I make money, I will It can cure you. When the time comes, we two... "
Before he finished speaking, Bai Haitang sat up suddenly and said sadly, "How dare you!"
Su Ting: "I..."
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Bai Haitang stared and started to cry. Su Ting had planned a lot of things in his mind every time, but every time he was blocked by Bai Haitang's silent tears, he never dared to mention the matter of dropping out of school. , knelt up and promised: "I'll read it, I'll read it! Don't cry now." He pulled up his sleeves to wipe someone's eyes, but the other party hid himself and hid in the quilt to wipe it off secretly.
"Why don't you let me go to bed?" Su Ting asked in a low voice.
After a long while, I heard the spine on the bed move, and Bai Haitang said: "I'm sick."
"I'm not afraid of your illness!" Su Ting said, "When I was sick before, didn't you take care of me every step of the way? Let me go up to Haitang. The board is so cold that it will freeze me too."
Su Ting is good at showing weakness and knows how to take advantage of the sympathy of others. This is to pinch Bai Haitang's seven inches. With a little manipulation, Bai Haitang has no choice but to follow his way. It's a pity that since he fell ill, Bai Haitang seemed to have changed his mind, no matter how pitifully he begged, he would harden his heart and say "no".
It was still the same tonight, Su Ting still failed to climb into Bai Haitang's bed.
Another day and night.
Su Ting got up and saw that Bai Haitang was still asleep. He tiptoedly took out the scimitar from the cabinet, and carefully stroked the red and green gems inlaid on it in front of the sun. The cloth pocket that went to the academy put the knife in it, and stuffed a few books in the pocket randomly to cover people's eyes and ears, and then went to the east of the city with the pocket pocket.
As long as he became the knife, he would have the money to buy medicine for Haitang and see a doctor!
Su Ting excitedly went to the pawnshop, but he did not expect that the steward on duty today went out to do some errands, the guy in the shop couldn't estimate the price, so he asked him to come back to pawn in an hour. He had no choice but to put the knife back into his bag, and went to Shou Ren Tang not far away. Shou Ren Tang is the best medical office in the county, but it is also expensive. shy.
Ever since Haitang fell ill, he realized how useless he was. It turned out that all these years had depended on Haitang's desperate singing to make money so that he could afford such a good college. He didn't want to disappoint Haitang's wishes, but he also Knowing that I am not talented enough, no matter how diligent I am, I will never be able to catch the eyes of my husband. He needs to read books and treat Haitang's illness. He goes to the academy on weekdays, and even if he goes to do some work at night, he can't make much money, so he can only do some sneaky things to make enough money to buy medicine for Haitang. money.
Su Ting knew that he had insulted his status as a literati, but the current situation was like this. After doing it for a long time, he became numb, and he was even more adept at stealing. He has not been caught yet, only when facing Bai Haitang, He suddenly felt so ashamed.
If I become this knife today, I should be able to hire a doctor from Shou Ren Tang...
As he thought about it, he saw a few figures walking out of the medical hall. The leader was a delicate young man with acne all over his face. His face was ruined by a string of erosive blisters. Next to him was a woman comforting him. , After the two walked out, they turned around and thanked someone inside.
Seeing the steward of the pawn shop coming back from a distance, Su Ting was about to leave when another person came out from the medical hall, a handsome young man in Tsing Yi, who was the little boss who snatched his scimitar the day before yesterday!
The young man in Tsing Yi held a very mundane basket in his hand, and there were some vegetable seedlings lying in the basket. He took out a bag from the basket, and after a long time, he took out a butcher bag, and gave it to the little boy with sores, and said with a gentle smile: "Don't worry, you have wet sores, it's just that it looks bad at the moment, as long as you take the medicine well, the scabs will be removed and healed in a month, and then you can use some ointment to remove putrefaction and regenerate muscle, and your face will not be sore. Scarred. This Tusu bag is for you."
"Thank you little genius doctor, thank you little genius doctor!" The woman thanked repeatedly.
Luo Qian then walked out, patted Yu Jinnian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "There are many people seeing patients today, thanks to you passing by. If you want to think about it, come to my Shou Ren Tang for consultation!"
Yu Jinnian jokingly said: "I still have a family to support, and the consultation fee is not enough for me to waste!" After he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw Su Ting at the bottom of the steps, because Su Ting was wearing tattered clothes when he robbed him yesterday. It was painted with a ghost face, and today was an upright Wenxiu scholar. Although he felt a flash of familiarity, he couldn't recognize him, let alone the person in front of him. The thief steals.
Seeing that it was him, Su Ting wanted to run away subconsciously, but after a while he realized that the other party did not recognize him at all, so he couldn't help but strengthened his courage and looked at Yu Jinnian carefully. He heard the old woman calling him a little miracle doctor just now. He had heard of this young miracle doctor who was said to be able to revive human flesh and bones, but this was the first time he had seen it.
"Are you going to see a doctor too?" Yu Jinnian wondered seeing his bright eyes.
Su Ting swallowed his saliva, took two steps forward, and asked, "Do you know how to see rotten sores?"
Yu Jinnian was taken aback, and said with a smile: "It depends on what kind of sore it is. Whether you will see it or not, you will only know when you see the patient. Who is sick, you, or your family? What kind of sore is it? How long has it been there?" Does it hurt, does it itch?"
Su Ting didn't expect him to meet him for the first time, standing outside the medical hall, interrogating him so carefully, he didn't know how to describe Haitang's illness, so he stammered and said, "He, is it similar to that person just now? No Whether it hurts or not, it's just like that on the face, on the face... "
Yu Jinnian thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's better to see the patient. Do you want to come in? There are many doctors in Shou Ren Tang."
Su Ting lowered his head and hugged the cloth bag in his arms, but didn't say the phrase "I have no money". But Yu Jinnian didn't know that the machete he was thinking about was only three steps away from him at the moment, he walked down the steps, still fumbled in the basket full of vegetables, and took out a Tusu bag: "I will send you , get rid of illnesses and disasters."
Yu Jinnian stretched out his hand until the other party took it, then said goodbye to him with a smile, and walked towards Chengxi noodle restaurant.
Su Ting held the medicine bag in a daze for a long time, until Yu Jinnian's back completely disappeared in the bustling long street, he came back to his senses, put the Tu Su bag under his nose and smelled it, a fresh and fragrant smell of medicine wafted When it comes out, it seems to be able to cure people's chronic illness for many years.
He carried the cloth bag and walked to the door of the pawn shop. Seeing him coming, the guy hurried in to let him in: "Our manager is back, please come in quickly."
Su Ting followed into the front hall, and stood under a tall diamond-shaped wooden window with carved leaves. The steward with a goatee asked him condescendingly: What do you want to be? Live or die
A huge wooden screen stood behind him, with the word "Dang" lacquered on it.
Gold, silver and jewellery, antiques and jade articles, and house title deeds all turn into white silver after entering this door.
Su Ting opened his mouth, and suddenly said: "I'm wrong!" Turning his head and rushing out, he ran back to the Houxifang alley, under the acacia tree, carefully searched around the base of the wall, and finally came from a He picked up the tusu bag that he threw away yesterday from the pile of dust, and he slapped the two tusu bags clean and took them home.
At that time Haitang had already woken up, she was sitting on the bed thinking about something, when she saw him come back suddenly, she hung a small cloth bag on the head of the bed: "What is it?"
Su Ting said: "Slaughter the Su bag, to drive away the epidemic and evil. Hang one for you, and the disease will be cured quickly!"
Bai Haitang still asked: "Where did you come from, are you wasting money again?"
"It was given by a kind boss." Su Ting said. He sat on the edge of the bed and went to hold Bai Haitang's hand. Su Ting grabbed Bai Haitang's hand firmly, "Haitang, I will cure you." We... Me and Qing, we often stand side by side when we look at flowers in the morning and face the moon in the evening."
The last line was sung by Bai Haitang. When he was most popular, he sang more than ten venues a day until his voice became hoarse. When he came back, he would drag Su Ting under the silk tree and sing for him alone.
"Me and Qing..." Bai Haitang read these three words, his voice was broken and he couldn't sing, but he felt happy just saying it, he nodded, "Mmm..."
Me and Qing, looking at flowers in the morning and facing the moon in the evening, often shoulder to shoulder.
Who is not envious of the sweet wish to grow old together.