The Plough

Chapter 109

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After not seeing each other for several years, Lao Yuan became more and more long-winded.

In just one bowl of water, he was talking about a hundred possibilities that Yue Dingtang would not return after going down the mountain.

"What do you say he did this trip, he saved us, and it didn't help us at all, and he couldn't get a penny of those treasures. Although he is the young master of the Yue family, he does not lack these, but I know how eye-catching the pagoda is. , I can't guarantee that the emperor will also be moved!"

"Know the person, the face, the heart, or else I'll go down the mountain and take a look!"

"Then what do you do? You are the only one here. Later, he will kill the carbine and bring someone up the mountain. Didn't you have dumplings made?"

Ling Shu heard calluses on his ears, and threw the empty bowl to the straw pile in front of him.

"I want to eat roast chicken, stop arguing, and go hunting pheasants!"

Lao Yuan widened his eyes: "I've been hurt like this, do you have any conscience!"

Ling Shu: "If I don't find something for you to do, I'm afraid that my ears will be scrapped. I'm not saying, Lao Yuan, why didn't I find out that you are like a mother-in-law like an old lady, are you getting old?"

Lao Yuan was furious: "I am three years older than you, do you understand if you are three years old, can you count?!"

He used to have a violent temper. In recent years, he played the shadow of his brother in the Guan family, and it is estimated that he was suffocated. Now that he meets an old friend and brother, the true temperament under the skin is exposed, and he will not hide it any more.

Ling Shu was not afraid of him blowing his beard and staring at him. When the two of them were in the army, they didn't even have a few fights. Most of their friendships now are caused by fights.

It's just that time has passed, and now let them do it, it is estimated that they will not be able to move, only to move their lips.

"Eat, eat, eat all day long! It's like a pig, and you haven't raised a few taels of meat. Pigs are more capable than you. At least they can sell for money. What can you do!"

Having said that, Lao Yuan still went out.

Although it was warm in this temple, he was still bored after staying for a long time. He was not lazy and afraid of the cold like Ling Shu, and would rather go out to breathe when he limped.

Ling Shu yawned, ignoring him, and was about to go back to sleep.

For some reason, tossing and turning, but some can't sleep.

There was a lot of chaos in his mind, one moment was the scene where Yue Dingtang pointed a gun at him, one moment was the one surnamed Yue who pressed him against the wall and kissed him, and another moment was the rest of his life, sitting shoulder to shoulder with him on the ground. , It has not been long before, but now it is like a dream, reality and illusion are intertwined. He prides himself on being smart, but it is inevitable that he will worry about gains and losses like ordinary people.

The chest was burning uncomfortably, and the temperature that had just retreated seemed to rise again.

Ling Shu felt that he was never the kind of person who hurts spring and autumn. Who doesn't know that Young Master Ling of Shili Yangchang is suave, peach blossoms are blooming, and everyone else goes to the dance floor to give money to the dancers. There are dancing girls rushing to give him something, but it’s not enough if he doesn’t accept it. He always hugs him from side to side, picks and chooses. When others see him and smile, he will bump into little deer. How can we expect that in the thirty years of Hedong and the thirty years of Hexi, the feng shui will turn around and turn to yourself

This is probably the retribution he told Lao Yuan.

Dreaming of random thoughts, even the dream state is messy.

Ling Shu slept with a dull pain in the back of his head, and was awakened by the scent in a daze.

It's the smell of grilled chicken.

And there were whispered conversations, more than one person.

Ling Shu turned over, wandering between the awake and still awake, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, just in time to see Yue Dingtang stepping over the threshold, behind him was the sky full of colorful clouds, purple, blue, red and yellow, gradually intertwined with each other.

At that time, the bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds returned.

These two poems naturally appear in my heart, as if the breeze blows away the mist, and the full moon washes away all the lead in the world.

Lao Yuan's rambled words may not have entered his heart, but they have also entered his ears, shaking the thoughts of illness and hesitation, and he has never been shaken by asking himself in his dreams.

But all the shaking was at the moment of seeing the person who came, and the smoke disappeared, and the sky was clear.

Even though the years are far from peaceful, the heart has already been redeemed.

"Is it better?"

The first thing Yue Dingtang did was to walk in front of him, ask about his condition first, and then look at his mind.

Ling Shu agreed vaguely and relaxed lazily.

Yue Dingtang just thought that his body was repeating again, frowned, and said to the doctor who was stitching up Lao Yuan's wound, "Can you give him some painkillers first?"

"I checked it out just now, and he didn't have a fever. He's in good condition. When I'm done with this gentleman, I'll treat him right away." The doctor said without raising his head.

As Lao Yuan, it is estimated that an old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine will come up, but Yue Dingtang is looking for Western medicine. After all, these people are either injured by falls or gunshot wounds. Surgery to reduce inflammation and pain, or Western medicine methods are effective. faster.

Lao Yuan's condition is still good. When he fell off the cliff, he was blocked by trees. The fracture and dislocation were not serious. He took anti-inflammatory medicine and fixed it with wooden boards.

Yue Dingtang felt that Ling Shu's situation was a little troublesome, and when the latter's pants were rolled up, seeing the serious expression on the doctor's face, he also became nervous.

"He moved after being shot, will it affect the bones?"

The doctor didn't say a word, pursed his lips, and looked down at the bloody tissues.

Yue Dingtang never found out that he was a little dizzy.

And only fainted the blood of the surname Ling.

Just now he saw the doctor cleaning Lao Yuan's wound, and it was obviously fine.

Alcohol poured over the wound, and the blood was gradually washed away, but the process was obviously extremely painful. Ling Shu's brows were tightened, and his fingers were shaking slightly, but he remained silent.

"Can you give him an anesthesia?" Yue Dingtang couldn't help but asked again.

The doctor looked up at him, quite individual.

Yue Ding Tang smiled bitterly.

"Why are you so long-winded?" It sounded like the two were old acquaintances.

"This is my friend." Yue Dingtang said.

Doctor: "Then I'm not your friend? You don't believe me?"

Yue Ding Tang was speechless.

The doctor said coolly, "It turns out that this friend is still important. It's no wonder that I have been in Fengtian for a few years and have never seen you come to visit me. I have something to think about now."

He was teasing, but he didn't move slowly, and in a few moments he picked out the bullet from Ling Shu's leg.

"Fortunately, the bullet didn't break apart, and it didn't damage the muscles and bones. You have to take the anti-inflammatory medicine every day, so don't move for the next two days. Your rib injury should also be taken care of. The arm is fine, it's a trauma. It's best. Go down the mountain to my clinic in a few days, and I will re-clean and bandage your wound."

The doctor glanced at them and said again: "Forget it, you probably won't go back to the city like this. When I say it in vain, you should pay attention to yourself, the wound should not get wet, and if you go to a big city, you must change the medicine if you have the conditions. ."

After sterilizing the drug utensils, he put them back in the medicine box, and got up.

"If nothing happens, I'll go first."

He glanced at Lao Yuan, who was standing by the door in silence, but touched Lao Yuan with one hand in his pocket.

"Dingtang, when you asked me to go up the mountain to heal people, you didn't say that even I had to stay."

Yueding Tang Chao Lao Yuan raised his hand to signal him not to be nervous, and said to the doctor: "A misunderstanding, he doesn't know the relationship between you and me, you go, I won't give it away, remember to take the road behind the mountain, don't be caught found out."

The doctor was impatient: "I don't want to go back to the city. I'm going to go straight out of the city to see a doctor in a family in the town. I won't return to Fengtian in three days, don't worry!"

After three days, it is estimated that they will be done.

Lao Yuan had doubts in his heart, and was not easy to ask in front of others. Seeing that Yue Dingtang didn't say anything, he had to hold back his desire to keep people until the doctor left.

"Is this guy okay?"

Yue Dingtang: "He was an alumnus of my study abroad, and later went to Japan to study medicine. He has opened a clinic in Fengtian for several years, and he has a good relationship with the Japanese."

Lao Yuan was in a hurry to get angry: "Then you let him go, I'm afraid it's too late to catch up now!"

Yue Dingtang added: "His uncle has no children. He was adopted to inherit the incense since he was a child. Liu Zhen's biological father and brother were from Jinan. He died in May 2008."

Lao Yuan was startled, looked at the meaningful expression on the other side, and stopped talking.

"The roast chicken is cold."

Ling Shu's voice interrupted his train of thought, and Lao Yuan turned his head to look, suddenly angry.

A whole roasted chicken, I don't know when it has been torn apart, two chicken legs, a large piece of chicken breast, only the bones are left.

"The pheasant is still a little too hot. If it's not in such a special situation next time, you can ask the neighbors nearby and buy a domestic one. You don't need to rinse the oil, and put some spices in your stomach. It's fat, tsk tsk!"

While the surnamed Ling eats, he also makes comments and picks.

Lao Yuan didn't care about scolding people, he jumped over in three or two steps, snatched a chicken wing, bit one at first, and then reached out for the other.

Half a step late.

Another chicken wing has been handed to Yue Dingtang by Ling Shu.

"Old Yue went down the mountain hard to find a doctor for us. You can't even give them a chicken wing, right? Pheasant flaps its wings every day. Eating chicken wings will help you recover as soon as possible."

After eating most of the chicken, Ling Shu also has the strength to point the country.

Lao Yuan laughed angrily: "Why don't you give the drumsticks to others, you will be generous to others!"

Ling Shu: "I don't want to talk to you. Well, the chicken head will make up for you, and you will be smarter after eating."

Lao Yuan: …

He really wanted to smash the chicken head on Ling Shu's head.

It was purely an accident that Lao Yuan caught this pheasant. He made a simple trap. He originally wanted to wait an hour or so to go back. Who would have guessed that some foolish people would dig into the trap. Although it was not fat and tender, it was better than nothing.

The three of them swept through the clouds, and soon a pile of chicken bones was left.

Ling Shu took painkillers and his spirits improved a lot. In addition, he couldn't sleep after sleeping all day. When Lao Yuan was asleep, he wrapped his coat and sat on the threshold of the Guanyin Temple, facing the outside. , look at the star river in the sky.

"Is it better?"

Yue Dingtang sat down beside him.

Ling Shu stretched his waist: "As long as the mouth is not sewn up, there is no big problem."

Yue Dingtang: "After you go back, you should stay at my house for a while, and then go back after the injury is completely healed, or Sister Ling Yao will definitely ask you."

He didn't say it, but when he said this, Ling Shu started to have a headache.

"Let's settle the matter in front of you first."

Ling Shu doesn't need to look in the mirror to know that he has lost weight recently. If his sister saw it, it would be like a family earthquake. He would definitely be caught and questioned for more than a whole day. Hey it's not over.

He likes to eat, but he can eat it carefully, which is different from being fed as a pig.

There was an extra hand on his forehead, Ling Shu subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he was already touched by the warm palm.

"It's not burnt, you can go back and sleep again. Tomorrow, the coffin of Vice Mayor Jin's mother will come, and we have to accompany us to perform a play."

Seeing that Ling Shu hadn't regained his senses and his reaction was not as timely as usual, Yue Dingtang couldn't help but want to tease him.

"Why, can't we kiss good night?"

Ling Shu was instantly alert and leaned back.

"It's rare to take advantage of Lao Tzu by stitching and inserting needles. I warn you, the beautiful ladies in Fei Leng Cui are still waiting for me to go back-?!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The other party did not drive straight in, but just touched the water and closed it when it was good.

"You didn't say anything, didn't you tacitly want a good night kiss? Why are your eyes so round?"

Ling Shu suddenly remembered something, and quickly turned his head to look behind him!

Lao Yuan's snoring was still the same, and his sleeping position didn't seem to have changed from just now.

Ling Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly Zhuo Wenjun felt guilty of cheating with Sima Xiangru behind his father's back.

He really hasn't figured out his thoughts on Yue Dingtang.

Since you can't figure it out for the time being, put it aside.

It has never been Ling Shu's style to meditate on being trapped by love. He might as well eat a few more roast chickens when he has time.

Just thinking about it carefully, I feel that the analogy just now is a bit wrong.

Lao Yuan, He De and He Neng, is he his father

Also, go to his grandma's Zhuo Wenjun, the surnamed Yue is Zhuo Wenjun!