Small Lingzhi

Chapter 75 Meeting

Lingzhi seldom talked with the villagers together, but he would sit in the corner and listen quietly.

Sometimes everyone organizes people to drink and eat meat together, tell the most popular stories in the city at the moment, and pull people to make do with it for the sake of excitement. Zhizhi found a place near the corner and listened quietly.

The villagers drink and eat meat, but he can't drink alcohol, so he holds a cup of tea in his hand and eats glutinous rice balls.

The villagers know that Lingzhi is reserved, and he doesn't talk and everyone doesn't force him. Occasionally, he needs someone's approval when he talks about his enthusiasm, so he calls Lingzhi and asks him to say a few words as if teasing him.

Lingzhi had no objection, and he responded to what others said. Gradually, the villagers liked to ask Lingzhi to cheer him up, which made him look good.

If you want to say that the last young people to be welcomed within a few miles are the two young and good-looking doctors from Yakumo Village.

Dr. Lan is gentle, courteous, well-mannered, quite knowledgeable, capable of obtaining fame, but has a kind heart, preferring to stay in a corner of a village as a village doctor to help patients.

Lan Wenxuan is in his twenties this year, and for others, he has reached the age to be the father of two children and three children.

There is also a young doctor who looks like a fairy. He speaks and smiles, and behaves differently from others.

He looks like eighteen or nineteen, which is also the most suitable age for getting married. Dr. Bu Ruo Lan looks gentle and stable, but he is quite popular with fourteen or fifteen year old girls.

Therefore, there are traces of a good relationship between the villagers and the two doctors. Lan Wenxuan and Lingzhi are not yet married. The boy who works in farming and drinking is strong.

The villagers are used to farmers, and they didn't think too much about the literati's way of studying in the past. They thought that it would be great to stay in one place for a lifetime to farm the land honestly, to have a meal and a house to shelter from the wind and rain.

Since the Yan Dynasty paid more attention to the imperial examinations in the past few years, more and more ordinary people are willing to spend money to send their children to study.

If there is a younger generation in the family who once obtained fame in the examination, it is a matter of Guangzong Yaozu. If there is one in this village, that person's reputation will be great.

Therefore, even if the peasants can no longer read books and do not know a few big characters, they all yearn for literati.

Younger daughters like Lingzhi, while [-] or [-]-year-old marriageable girls are more attracted to Lan Wenxuan.

After Lingzhi finished answering the villagers' words, he washed the arranged medicinal herbs with clean water from the well, and put them on a wooden rack to dry.

Lan Wenxuan finished examining the patient in his hand and prescribing the prescription. He turned around and saw Lingzhi's busy back, and went to grab the medicine first.

The villagers looked around, and instead of talking about what the grand master said, they asked Lingzhi: "Does Doctor Xiaoling know about my daughter?"

Lingzhi looked up from the wooden frame, thought for a while, and nodded hesitantly.

The daughter of a village household came to the medicine house to fetch medicine for him. The fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl had a delicate appearance and a straightforward personality. She liked to look at his face when she was talking to him.

"My daughter is 14 years old this year. If you want to say that my daughter is also very healthy, she is just the right age to be a doctor. When you get married, maybe you will have two hugs in two years. You start a family first and then start a career. At the age of 20 Wouldn't it be suitable to be a father and a doctor at the same time?"

A few villagers next to him booed, and Lingzhi hid behind the wooden frame, a little dazed.

Lan Wenxuan went out of the house with a few medicine bags, and rescued Lingzhi in due course.

It wasn't once or twice that the villagers caught the slightly better youngsters to urge them to marry. The thin-skinned ones asked people secretly, and the thick-skinned ones, at this moment, opened their mouths in front of others.

When Lan Wenxuan was at Lingzhi's age, he had already been pushed past him, and he could block their kindness with all his might.

The villagers yelled: "Doctor Lan is very knowledgeable, but we can't understand what he's talking about. I'll ask Dr. Xiaoling for my daughter, will he still be in the care of Dr. Lan?"

Lan Wenxuan distributed the medicine packs to the villagers and said, "As long as Lingzhi works in the medicine house, I will take care of it."

He looked back at Lingzhi, and Lingzhi nodded quickly.

"I prefer to listen to Doctor Lan."

As a result, the villagers returned angrily, and Lan Wenxuan shook his head and sighed.

Lingzhi said, "Thank you."

Lan Wenxuan said: "People in the village speak bluntly. No matter how loud their voices are, others will find it difficult to resist. It is a matter of life. No matter how much they persuade, you must not agree because you are ashamed to speak. If you don't like it, Just shake your head and refuse, they will go straight and won't hold grudges against you."

Ling Zhi was educated.

He has very little experience in dealing with people, just a Ganoderma lucidum with little experience.

When he was in that house, everyone respected him, Lingzhi didn't need to speculate on anyone's face, analyze their tone of voice, and didn't need to worry about offending anyone.

But it's different in Yakumo Village, outside that person's mansion, no matter where he is and who he gets along with, he must learn to observe his words and demeanor.

Sometimes Lingzhi didn't know how to deal with it and simply kept silent. Just now Lan Wenxuan taught him to learn to say no, and Lingzhi silently wrote it down.

He thought that if he meets someone who wants to marry him next time, he will talk to them according to what Lan Wenxuan said just now.

The villagers said that the kiss was just a small wave in Lingzhi's quiet and peaceful life, and it couldn't break a few waves.

He works in the pharmacy, and the money he gets for the month is enough to satisfy himself, and his material desires are not high, and the rest is handed over to Lan Wenxuan to repay the debt he owed to the other party when he built the house.

Time passed by bit by bit, and every morning when Lingzhi went to the medicine house and passed by his small field, he weeded and watered it.

Until the vegetable seedlings grow from his calf to the height of his waist, the melons grown in the soil grow from the size of half an egg to the size of his head, and the bean seedlings in the field are dense and green, ready to be picked and eaten.

That day thunder exploded in the valley, and a heavy rain disturbed the poultry in Yakumo Village.

The bean-sized raindrops hit the stone slab with scalding heat, and the hot breath smelt muddy on his face. Lan Wenxuan walked from the prescription to the door, feeling very emotional: "It's summer."

As the spring passed and the summer solstice passed, Lingzhi lived in Yakumo Village for more than half a year.

Lingzhi stood aside, reaching out to catch some water falling from the eaves.

Lan Wenxuan said: "Go and remove the shelf next to the window in the pharmacy, so as not to get wet from the rain."

Lingzhi followed Lan Wenxuan to move a few tall wooden frames. There were some uneven thorns on the edges of the wood. Lan Wenxuan saw that Lingzhi had been stabbed in the hand, so he found a tool to help him remove it, and applied a medicine powder to eliminate inflammation and stop bleeding.

After treating the wound, Lan Wenxuan still held Lingzhi's hand tightly and did not let go.

Lingzhi was puzzled, raised his eyebrows, and bumped into Lan Wenxuan's falling gaze.

Lan Wenxuan asked in a low voice: "Lingzhi, it's been half a year, you...you haven't come out yet?"

He actually wanted to ask Lingzhi if he had thought about it. He had been waiting for Lingzhi to forget that person and accept his feelings for him.

Although Lan Wenxuan didn't impose his own wishes on Lingzhi about this matter, seeing that Lingzhi was alone and rejected girls from several villages within a few miles, his peaceful thoughts suddenly stirred up waves.

Lan Wenxuan's feelings for Lingzhi sometimes eased, but at that time he was able to restrain this thought and told himself that everything was up to fate.

But in the past few days, the thoughts have suddenly become deeper and deeper, and the shallow thoughts are like the buds that sprouted after being watered by the heavy rain in summer.

He asked very abruptly, but since he had already spoken, he didn't take it back this time.

The young man's gentle eyes were full of sincerity, Lingzhi pulled out his finger, and subconsciously wanted to use Lan Wenxuan's words, rejecting him like rejecting a villager's promise of marriage.

With the words on his lips, Lingzhi remained silent, a little at a loss.

These words were taught by Lan Wen, and it was embarrassing to use them to tell the other party, both emotionally and rationally.

"Lan Wenxuan, don't tell me these things anymore," Lingzhi stared at the rain outside the door, feeling anxious: "Are the girls in the village not good? I can't do it, I really can't accept it."

Why do we have to be together?Not together, life like this is pretty good, Lingzhi doesn't want to make changes.

Lan Wenxuan showed a slightly bitter smile: "At first I was a little ignorant, and I treated you with a hazy feeling, thinking that it was just because of compassion that I took more care of you." He stopped talking, and said: "You are not here For a while, this hazy mind seemed to slow down. Occasionally, I would think about it at night, as if a thin thread in my heart was pulled. I suddenly understood my feelings for you, and I thought, I should like you very much."

Lingzhi stared blankly at the rainwater flowing in the yard, pinching her fingers on her knees.

"But...but..."

But he refused all of them, and it was all agreed at the time.

Lan Wenxuan said: "I understand, you don't have that kind of thought for me."

He discussed: "If we are together, we don't necessarily need the feeling of happiness between our hearts. Can't we take care of each other?"

Lingzhi shook her head, disapproving, and said softly, "It's too much trouble for you."

A strong wind gushed in at the door, and raindrops hit the faces of the two of them head-on.

Lan Wenxuan wiped the rain off his face, and said with a smile, "Forget it, the rain has made me clearer. Find a dry cloth to wipe my face, and close the door first. The rain is too heavy."

I thought that the rain in summer today was nothing more than an ordinary rain. Unexpectedly, for more than ten consecutive days, there have been frequent torrential rains over the past week, and the rainwater has been poured on the eaves like a large basin of water.

The vegetables that Lingzhi planted in the small field were all submerged, and even the melons and fruits were uprooted and washed away along the water.

He didn't have time to grieve for the fruits and vegetables that drifted away from his small field, and the disaster came suddenly.

People gradually discovered that the rain pattern after this year's summer was not right. The cities in the north ushered in their first bumper harvest, while the cities in the south were watered by rain and many places were submerged.

Bayun Village is located in the corner of Xucheng, which is the smallest local city in Yuezhou.

Yuezhou is the largest state in the south. There are nine cities in the state. Yaocheng is the closest to Xucheng. It is adjacent to the river and has a wide canal. The torrential rain for more than ten days has caused a sharp increase in the number of patients affected by the flood in Yaocheng, and the number of medical staff is insufficient. .

Yakumo Village and Yaocheng are separated by four mountains, and it only takes two hours to walk there.

Many victims of the disaster in Yaocheng temporarily took refuge in several villages near Yayun Village. Lingzhi and Lan Wenxuan finished treating the group of Yaocheng people who had taken refuge in the village. Not long after their work, they were called by the county magistrate to clean up After picking up the medicine box, he took a carriage to Yaocheng for diagnosis and treatment with a dozen doctors summoned from various places.

Under the rain, the carriage quickly shuttled between the mountains, and Lingzhi and Lan Wenxuan arrived before evening.

The local officials arranged for them a group of doctors to temporarily stay in the courtyard. Lingzhi simply tidied up, and after meeting Lan Wenxuan, several officials led the way to see the concentrated disaster victims.

There were far more injured and sick victims in Yaocheng than Lingzhi thought, and they got busy as soon as they arrived.

A group of doctors left to diagnose the pulse, treat the wounds and prescribe medicines for the wounded and sick victims.

As night fell, red clouds were pressing overhead, and the continuous torrential rain made everyone feel extremely depressed.

Lingzhi finished bandaging the two victims whose arms and shoulders were injured. Before the blood on his hands could be cleaned up, he suddenly heard a lot of movement outside the gate of the compound, and there were exclamations everywhere.

Lingzhi got up from the crowd and walked out suspiciously.

He stood outside the door, and the resting victims all lay on the ground, or knelt and kowtowed their heads, but he stood straight and bumped into the man in black who was welcomed in by the official.

The man in black was handsome in appearance, he was not wearing luxurious robes or silk clothes that looked like an exile, but simple clothes, so that Lingzhi didn't realize it for a moment.

Master Guan saw Lingzhi was stunned, put away his smiling face and was about to reprimand, but saw the grand master grabbed the little doctor's arm and said, "Go wash your hands first."

The author says:

thank you all!

Xiao Yan: No way, no way, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, can't I recognize you? ?

Lingzhi: Become...become ugly...(bushi)