After class, before noon, the sun shone down on the eaves, the leaves rustled when the wind blew through the academy, and two birds flapped their wings and passed through the dense branches and leaves of a big tree in the courtyard. Ning Yi packed up his things and walked under the eaves of black tiles and blue bricks.
On the other side of the corridor, there are two teachers, Guo Peiying and Qu Weiqing, who are hurriedly passing by. When the class was just now, the two walked over from outside the class, looking a little anxious. However, this was not something he needed to do more about. Back in the courtyard where the teachings rested, the Confucian scholars and scribes were doing their own things, communicating and chatting with each other. He put the book in the drawer, picked up the cloth bag, and pulled out the book that he was going to take back to read today. Liu Xiyang and others invited him to stay and talk again, but he politely refused.
A similar life has been going on for a few days, and the academy is finally quiet. Even if there are children's voices, when mixed with insects, it still covers the hustle and bustle of the outside world. Ning Yi took the rice grains distributed in the back, and walked back. The mountain chief Feng Yongli took a cup of tea and greeted him while drinking. Although his eyes were a little cautious, it was mainly a friendly feeling. After passing through the gap at the back of the academy, the girl who went to the other side of the hospital to help every day also came from there. She was wearing shabby clothes with patches and a dirty silk scarf around her head. She was holding a small The jar, seeing Ning Yi, trot over with a smile, brisk pace.
The wind blew through the courtyard, the shade of the tree swayed in the wind, and in the sunlight, leaves fell. However, after three or five days, I sometimes feel that this kind of peaceful and peaceful life will be the end of the world.
"Today, Grandpa Liu cooked a pot of medicinal porridge. He said it was good for the body. He was about to finish it, but I packed some back. Uncle, you will try it with licorice in it later. It's cool and sweet..."
The girl walked in front, Ning Yi took off her head scarf with a smile, and the blue silk poured down, the girl shook her head, her figure jumped in the light, and occasionally turned her head back, her smile was warm and fresh, as if she was holding a small satisfaction in her arms. sense. Ning Yi also shook his head and laughed.
The world is not big, the courtyard is not big, the house is not big, not even the eaves.
The temperature in early autumn has not yet cooled down, and the wind without much coolness always makes people feel sullen, but it belongs to the two of them, which is probably such an environment, but it seems to have a lot of meaning in a few days.
Xiaochan went to the hospital next door to help, almost dressing up and disguising herself like a boy. There wasn't much to do at noon. She felt that Ning Yi was coming back, so she took time to run back. Before and after, I poured water for Ning Yi, and waited for him to wash his face, drink water, and drink porridge.
The place was originally not a big or small room, a small kitchen. When she happily put down the earthen pot in the room, Ning Yi had already gone to the kitchen to scoop up water to wash her face, and Xiaochan came over and muttered that Ning Yi should not Grab his thing to do, grab the towel over there. Ning Yi smiled and flicked the water on her face. After all, the weather was hot and Xiao Chan was running around and sweating slightly. Ning Yi wiped her face and put the towel on her face. The water tank was originally placed in the corner. , there is a slight coolness in the water at this time.
Wash your face, drink a sip of water, take a bowl of porridge, chat occasionally, although Xiao Chan comes and goes, and occasionally there are some jokes between the two, but the pace of each other, the concessions and tacit understanding between each other, but It already looks harmonious, and even in that small kitchen, it doesn't seem crowded or bumpy. In front of Ning Yi, Xiaochan also straightened her hair, talked about what she saw in the hospital today, and occasionally asked Ning Yi. The scene looks like the husband and wife who get together during the lunch break, of course, if only from Xiaochan's point of view, it looks like a newly married couple.
"...Today, there is someone...the bone is broken...it looks bloody, screaming desperately, so scared..."
"I heard it in the academy too..."
"Mmmmm, it's him, but I still reach out and touch it... That's it, look at you, uncle, look like this... Then you can connect the bones... ·"
"...the academy is the same as a few days ago...but I heard that Liu Xiyang and Qu Weiqing had a quarrel again..."
"Oh, it's the two people my uncle said..."
"Well... teaching boring stuff every day..."
"In the morning, I heard a man surnamed Hou talking about the intimacy of men and women, and he almost went from women's training to women's precepts... Why are the whole class full of men talking about this? I stood by and listened for a while before leaving, but I remembered a It's a joke..."
"Uncle, uncle, both of these two little chan have learned..."
"Oh, yes, then I ask you, there is a man and a woman, the two shook hands, and then the woman became pregnant, why?"
"What about the female training... Er, why do men and women shake hands... I know, two people shaking hands must prove that they are very close. The two are husband and wife, right uncle?"
"… not right."
"Then how could they just shake hands..."
"I'll hold you..."
"Uncle... Xiaochan and Xiaochan are different..."
"...still wrong."
"Then why exactly... Xiaochan can't guess..."
"Because... um, that man doesn't like to wash his hands, and that woman doesn't like to wash his hands either..."
"...Well, then what?"
"No, because men and women don't like to wash their hands, so not long after they shook hands, the woman became pregnant..."
"...This story tells us the importance of hand washing."
"...No, I don't understand."
"… well, that's a bad joke."
The topics of chat are always trivial, and even if the last step has been crossed, it is impossible to have too many intimate contacts during the day. When it rains, it may be difficult for the prying eyes to come in, but there may always be someone watching during the day. Of course, if there is, then maybe they are thinking about the connection between not washing hands and pregnancy.
In the afternoon, Xiaochan would still go back to the medical center to help out. In the past few days, Ning Hao has occasionally followed him to see the old doctor for medical treatment and identify some medicinal materials. On the one hand, it is to protect Xiao Chan. On the other hand, if you are idle, you will be idle. If you learn a few things, you will never be wrong. Occasionally, when you encounter some cases of trauma, Ning Yi will also talk to Xiao Chan in boredom. He pays attention to hygiene and infection. Although he is half-hearted, he feels that he still has a little say in this, and he doesn't speak much the rest of the time.
The old Chinese medicine practitioner surnamed Liu is very skilled in medicine. He is relatively kind to Xiaochan, but he seems to be somewhat disapproving of his patient. Once he opened his mouth and said, "Exogenous evils have entered the body, the wounds are festering, and laymen who dare to sew up the wounds should not talk about crooked things here." Ning Yi was also a little helpless. The rotting flesh and blood should not have been sutured up. It is said that his injury was not difficult to overcome with his strong physique, but it was he who made the wound several times and almost died. However, the old doctor surnamed Liu also praised his good physique. In Ning Yi's view, it was probably due to Professor Lu Hongti's internal skills.
After the rainy night that day, Ning Yi occasionally fell into the yard to sort out various things, opened up the collapsed ruins, and moved various objects brick by brick to the corners and stacked them up. Occasionally a useful item or two will be checked out, some broken pieces of iron, or even a broken knife. He knew the people watching him nearby would notice this, but they didn't seem to care either.
The two men with knives on their backs often appeared in his field of vision, and occasionally there were even brief conversations. The names of the two are very strange. One is called A Chang and the other is called A Ming. They add up to pay for their lives. It is estimated that the owner named Liu Xigua has some deep hatred. Yesterday, Ning Yi found the broken knife from the ruins, sharpened it and used it to chop branches in the yard. Ah Chang even appeared on the other side of the yard, pulled out the knife behind him and threw it at him, saying: " This one is quick, use it." It seemed that he didn't care about the danger he would have when holding a sharp weapon.
On the rainy day, the hole in the roof had not been repaired. In the past few days, Ning Yi just went to the roof to repair the other holes, big and small. He beat two large and small pieces of iron and strung them under the eaves to make a simple wind chime. In the afternoon, the cut branches and leaves were tied into a roof, and then the roof was pulled up to cover the hole.
The white clouds in the sky drifted past like cotton wool, the wind blowing from the roof brought a little coolness, and the wind bell rang. From here, you can see the nearby academies, hospitals, roads, courtyards, and pedestrians coming and going. Hangzhou seems to have recovered to a certain degree of calm. On the other side of the hospital, Xiaochan is taking medicinal herbs from under the eaves. When he walked over and looked this way, he widened his eyes, opened his mouth, then jumped and jumped and waved his hand, probably telling him to go down, Ning Yi also smiled and waved his hand, and sat down on the roof .
The roof is patched up and it will be a little cooler at night. This kind of thought is like living in the small courtyard below. If you really live here with Xiaochan, it is not difficult to accept, but for him, he naturally understands that things will not be like this. .
From the time those children asked those words this morning, Ning Yi understood that some things were probably coming at this time.
Tomorrow at the latest, if it is earlier, I am afraid that this afternoon, the other party should make a move.
Sitting on the roof, he looked at the street outside, pedestrians, occasionally passing cars and horses, some suspicious looking eyes, and occasionally saw Ah Chang and Ah Ming, who were carrying knives, appear on the street, but they did not agree. No fighting. Just before and after the time of Deshen, on a street corner about tens of meters away from here, a man with a bow suddenly broke through the railing of the house, fell from the second floor, and fell on the street over there. The man climbed from the ground. When he got up, he suddenly raised the bow and pulled the string. At the crack of the railing on the second floor, Ah Chang appeared there with the knife on his back, looking down.
The arrow did not go out. On the street, some people were frightened by this scene and ran away quickly, and some people gathered from different directions, and they seemed to have a slight confrontation with each other.
Ning Yi held his chin and looked at this delicate thing. Then, behind the roof, there were footsteps, and someone came over there. Ning Yi looked back, it was a young man who looked young, but only in his twenties. He sat down on the roof and was watching all this.
"That's Zhang Daoyuan, who wants to kill you." The young man pointed his finger over there and said with a smile...! .