Small Lingzhi

Chapter 73

Lingzhi and Master Shen set off to return to Wuqing Mountain in the early morning, with drizzle and snow, and the cold wind made people's ears hurt.

The road was covered with snow, and the carriage was inconvenient to drive. After Master Shen loaded the two people's luggage into the carriage and put them in a safe place, he took out a few non-slip iron chains and put them on the wheels carefully one by one.

Lingzhi opened the umbrella at the side, and slightly tiptoed to cover the umbrella over Master Shen's head.

He pursed his lips tightly, as long as he opened his mouth, the rain would float into his mouth.Snowflakes fell on the nose, and the tip of the nose turned a little red from the cold, and the fingers hidden under the sleeves were tightly clenched on the handle of the umbrella, stiff and purple from the cold.

Master Shen untied the pot of wine on his waist and took a few sips, spat, and cursed: "It's really cold to death today."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his big hand, and directly passed the wine in front of Lingzhi, shaking it lightly, as if teasing a child, and asked, "Do you want to take a sip of wine to warm up your body?"

Lingzhi opened her eyes slightly and shook her head quickly.

Master Shen laughed: "At your age, I've already drunk the whole village. Shen Wu, that brat, doesn't lose my demeanor when drinking!"

Lingzhi wanted to speak, but was cut off by Master Shen again.

"You are a good boy, gentle and elegant. Don't learn to drink in the future. If you drink too much, you will delay things. I suspect that Shen Wu, a brat, has lost his brain because of drinking, so he can't learn a lot of big characters!"

Lingzhi nodded obediently. Master Shen had probably never seen a child as obedient as Lingzhi, so he laughed a few times.

Master Shen arranged the carriage properly, checked it again to make sure it was complete, and immediately asked Lingzhi to go back into the carriage and sit down.

Lingzhi climbed into the carriage, while Master Shen stood outside the gate of the inn and straightened his coir raincoat before jumping into the carriage and driving.

The snow was as deep as the thickness of a palm, Master Shen drove the carriage slowly, the wind and snow blocked the outside of the curtain, Lingzhi poked his head out to watch the movement of Master Shen's driving, he spoke quietly and delicately, the wind and snow covered his sound.

Master Shen asked: "What did you say—"

Lingzhi had no choice but to shout again at the top of his voice, he wanted Master Shen to teach him how to drive a carriage.

The journey back to Wuqing Mountain would take about [-] days, and it was freezing cold. Lingzhi couldn't bear to watch Master Shen drive all the way, and he had nothing to do but hide in the carriage to shelter from the wind and snow.

Master Shen smiled and said: "There are many people in the city and the road conditions are not good. I will teach you when I get to a flat and spacious place."

Lingzhi smiled and thanked Master Shen, snowflakes got into his collar, Lingzhi shrank her neck from the cold, and immediately got back into the carriage.

He suddenly remembered something, hesitated for a moment, lifted the curtain of the car window with his fingers, and stuck out half of his head hesitantly.

Lingzhi stared at the rear, seeing no suspicious carriages or people, and heaved a sigh of relief.

He thought: so be it.

When that person was seriously injured, he could persuade himself not to think too much, but his life was involved, so he always felt guilty.

He has seen that person now, this is the last time, and they will not have any intersection in the future.

Lingzhi lowered the curtain of the car, and at the same time blocked Xiao Yan's chance to take a look at him.

When the young man poked his head out of the car window quietly, he couldn't stop the ups and downs of his mouth. After being rejected once, twice or three times, Xiao Yan has changed from being disappointed to accepting it calmly.

Lingzhi's avoidance and rejection can no longer hurt Xiao Yan, as long as he can see Lingzhi, it will breed joy.

Just like when he saw Ling Zhitan's agile and beautiful appearance outside the car just now, his heart beating faster, and his lips curled up after reacting.

It's okay to be rejected, he can walk the road to Lingzhi to the end by himself.

"Master, do you still want to follow?"

Xiao Yan shook her head slightly: "No need, ask He Qi to lead someone to secretly escort them back safely, and don't show up unless necessary."

The carriage drove out of Yandu, and the majestic city walls gradually disappeared from sight.

Lingzhi turned her head and sat up straight. After a while, she swayed gently and slowly with the carriage, her body softened, and she leaned on the cushion and closed her eyes to rest.

After leaving the boundary of Yandu, the temperature in the mountains became lower and lower, Lingzhi sneezed in the car and woke up.

He rubbed his nose and looked around. The carriage was driving in the mountains. The mountains everywhere were covered with white snowflakes from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. It was freezing cold and frost everywhere.

A section of the mountain road along the way was completely icy. Even though the wheels of the carriage were all equipped with anti-skid chains, the car was driving on the ice, and the situation was extremely thrilling.

Rao is master Shen who has a wealth of skills, almost fell into the road, and the carriage almost fell headlong into the ice cave.

Lingzhi and Master Shen broke out in a cold sweat, they decided to get off the carriage and walk through this thrilling journey.

In this way, from winter to spring, the two traveled from Yandu to the southern city in a thrilling journey. The snow covered mountains and fields had been replaced by lush greenery.

There is a lot of rain in the south in spring, and it is fine and dense, and often a spring rain will last for several days.

The valley was covered with grass plants, and the vines even cut across the intersection. At this time, Lingzhi and Master Shen got out of the car to clean up, cleaned the road and continued to set off.

Entering the territory under the jurisdiction of the city where Wuqing Mountain is located, Lingzhi was finally able to sit on the front of the car and learn to drive a carriage according to Master Shen's instructions.

He patted the horse's head, and the horse seemed to be enlightened, not too embarrassing.

After half an hour, Lingzhi became the coachman in a decent manner, and Master Shen said in surprise: "Why does this bastard listen to you so much?"

Lingzhi reached out and touched the horse's ear, and said softly: "Everything has spirit."

As long as they are not unreasonable beasts, he can reason with them most of the time.

On the 18th, the carriage drove into Yakumo Village, and Lingzhi followed Master Shen to rush back, like two fleeing refugees.

The two had just entered the village, and the villagers came out to watch when they heard that they had returned.

Master Shen was informal, sitting in the carriage while drinking and talking to the villagers about what he had seen and heard about Yandu.

Master Shen had a thick voice and was still a chatterbox. More and more villagers gathered around the carriage. Someone asked Lingzhi, and Lingzhi answered obediently, not exaggerating like Master Shen.

But the villagers cheered, these exaggerated words did not cause any substantial harm, and they simply did not point it out, and even listened with relish.

He remembered that there were special products brought back from Meiyuan in the car, so he kept one pack for himself, and left four packs alone, two packs for Lan Wenxuan and the old doctor, and two packs for Master Shen, and the rest were given to the villagers .

The villagers had never seen such exquisite dim sum, and they were reluctant to eat it for a while. Some people said they would take it home and offer it at home, and they would not throw it away until it got moldy. After all, it was something from Yandu, and they all regarded it as a treasure.

Lingzhi tried to persuade her, but it had little effect.The villagers obviously wanted to offer Yandu's snacks, so they stopped talking.

After Lingzhi returned to the yard, he rested for a while, and then picked up the farm tools to take care of the yard.

The farmyard that had been idle for more than a month was overgrown with weeds. Lingzhi spent half a day cleaning up the weeds in the several houses and the yard. He was disheartened, and he boiled hot water and soaked it in a bucket to wash his body and hair carefully.

After Lingzhi soaked in the scent of soap and his skin was white, he changed into clean and warm clothes, and simply filled his stomach with pancakes with hot water. It was dark when he was [-]% full.

Lingzhi closed the courtyard door, picked up some snacks and went to the pharmacy to see if Lan Wenxuan had returned.

The surrounding fields are not as dry as in winter, and the new grass fills the entire field.

Passing by his own Xiaotian, Lingzhi stopped and watched for a while, his brows and eyes crooked with a smile, thinking that spring will start in a few days, and he should make some preparations for the spring planting.

The door of the medicine house is half closed, and the lanterns under the house outside the door have been lit, indicating that there are people in the house.

Lingzhi stood outside the door and called Lan Wenxuan, just entering the room, bumped into the young man in blue who came out to meet him.

Lingzhi fell back slightly, and Lan Wenxuan quickly picked him up and helped him sit on the stool.

Lan Wenxuan was funny, but looking at the young man who seemed dazed and dazed because he almost fell, he couldn't say any words of blame, pity, or pretending to be funny.

He restrained his smile and stared intently for a while.

Lan Wenxuan regained his senses first, looked away, and said, "Why did you suddenly go to Yandu? The journey was hard, and you lost a lot of weight."

Lingzhi squeezed her cheeks, and said seriously: "You can still squeeze out meat."

Lan Wenxuan laughed: "Master hasn't come back yet. I just arrived a few days ago. There is hot soup in the house. Come and drink a bowl to warm your body."

Lan Wenxuan boiled a pot of fresh mushroom and chicken soup. He put the tenderest mushrooms and the largest chicken into a bowl and handed them to Lingzhi. After Lingzhi took a sip, he returned to his seat and sat down.

Lingzhi's trip to Yandu City happened suddenly, he had no one to rely on, and most likely he went to Yandu City to see someone.

Lan Wenxuan didn't make too many guesses, let alone ask Lingzhi, he talked with Lingzhi about the interesting things that happened every New Year's Day in his hometown, and sent Lingzhi back when it was a bit late.

Holding the lantern in his hand, Lingzhi whispered to Lan Wenxuan, "I'll go by myself, so I don't need to trouble you to send it."

When Lingzhi becomes stubborn, her small face will tense up, and her lips will be tightly pursed.

Lan Wenxuan was quite familiar with his petty temper, although he felt a little regretful, he no longer persisted.

He took out a small red cloth bag from his cuff and handed it to Lingzhi.

Lingzhi was puzzled, Lan Wenxuan explained gently: "This is called New Year's money, a gift from the elders to the younger generation on New Year's Day, I wish you a safe and sound New Year's Eve."

Lingzhi looked at the red cloth bag, and Lan Wenxuan stuffed it directly into his palm.

"Take it, the wind is strong, on the way back, don't waste time because of fun."

When Lingzhi remembered, he stared at his field for a long time on the side of the road, his face became slightly hot, and he retorted in a low voice: "I'm not playful, I'm going back."

He lifted the lantern and trotted, Lan Wenxuan watched Lingzhi leave, and shook his head with a smile until he couldn't see his back.

Spring will begin in the first month after the New Year's Eve, and the villagers are busy plowing the fields. The number of patients in the medicine house has decreased, and Lingzhi and Lan Wenxuan will go to the mountains to collect herbs when they are free.

Lan Wenxuan gave him a half-day off several times in a row, and Lingzhi would pick up farm tools to clean up his farmland in the afternoon.

The land is distributed according to the population, and the land he is allocated is not large, just enough for one person to support himself, so the amount of cultivation is no more than that of the villagers.

Lingzhi had never been in the fields, so he would smile and thank anyone who taught him. His smile was pleasing to the eye, and everyone was willing to teach him.

When Lingzhi finally finished loosening his field, he washed his hands and feet with clean water by the river like many farmers, lazily walked back to the yard after working for half a day.

Just after entering the hospital, someone came from the official post.

When Lingzhi heard the sound and opened the door, the postman handed him a dark box and said, "It's from Yandu."

Lingzhi didn't have many friends in Yan, so he thought it was something Mei Ruobai sent him, and opened it impatiently as soon as he entered the room.

A wood-carved Ganoderma lucidum, lifelike, not as big as his palm, delicate and lovely.

Next to it was a red cloth bag embroidered with fine lines of gold thread. Lingzhi clutched the cloth bag and touched it. After pulling away the golden thread, a gold ingot was revealed.

Lingzhi thought of the New Year's money that Lan Wenxuan gave him a few days ago, and held the gold ingot in his hands in silence.

In addition to the wood-carved Ganoderma lucidum and lucky money, there is a letter left.

The letter was sealed with sealant, and the words Lingzhi's own words were written vigorously.

He didn't open the letter, but put the ganoderma lucidum and gold ingot back into the box and covered it.

This was the first time Lingzhi received something from Xiao Yan.

Half a month later, the official station sent two more boxes one after another.

Lingzhi looked at the exquisite gadgets in the box, and when the postman came to the door again, he said, "Can you send a message for me and tell that person not to send me anything."

Although the things Xiao Yan sent were not worth much, one could tell at a glance that they were all made by Xiao Yan himself.

It cost a lot of money to send things from Yandu to Lingzhi through the official post. Lingzhi originally wanted to take these boxes back to Yandu through the official post, but when he wanted to spend the money, he immediately Meat hurts.

He has no money.

The author says:

Thank you!

I prepared a 520 gift for Lingzhi and Taishi and it is not yet finished. It is a picture of Lingzhi sitting in Taishi's arms, the wrist is held by the Taishi, his body is not max, and the jiojio can't touch the ground, so the jiojio rubs against the Taishi's calf The picture above~ I will finish it in a few days and put it in the eyes of my family, hehe~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: er rabbit. 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Qiuyue; 5 bottles of three golds, three golds and three catties;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!