Medicine Dao Wanhua

This bookstore is not big, but there are quite a few people in it. The bookstore not only sells books, but also rents out some novels and comics. There is usually no entertainment in the town, and many literate people come here to rent a book or two to pass the time. , business is good.

Of course, there are also many children who come here to read books. The people in the store tolerate them after all when they see that they are young. As long as they don't make trouble in the store or break the books, they won't drive them away.

It was time for class, and there were few children in the store. Fang Chen followed the signs on the bookshelf and quickly found history books, and pulled out "Old Book of Tang" and "New Book of Tang" from 24 Histories. What you need to know is what happened after you left.

It's a pity that it always disappointed him. Whether it's "Old Tang Book" or "New Tang Book", the content recorded in it is slightly different from his previous world. In some places, some people can't find a trace of it in history. The slightest trace is like Wanhuagu and his adoptive father, but the ones recorded are quite different, and they are no longer the people he is familiar with.

Not only are things different, but there is also an illusion that the past is just a dream.

Even if it was unbelievable, the book in front of him clearly told him that this world was not the continuation of the Great Tang he had been in, as he imagined.

For a moment, Fang Chen felt at a loss.

Fang Chen's current state is very bad. Martial arts practitioners must have a strong enough heart. When the mind is shaken, it is very easy to cause internal turmoil, and it may even breed inner demons, leading to madness. Fang Chen is in a state of chaos at the moment. The internal force also began to go out of control, and it may cause harm to himself at any time, leaving irreversible sequelae.

But fortunately, Fang Chen's internal strength is not deep now, and he is not alone.

"Xiaochen? What's the matter, don't you understand? Do you want me to read it to you?"

Song Dongxu was in a daze after seeing Fang Chen open the book, as if he couldn't understand the content inside. Also, this kind of history books are all in written version without pinyin, and they are still in classical Chinese, even Song Dongxu himself can't read them. I understand, let alone Fang Chen who is younger than him.

Song Dongxu's voice woke up Fang Chen who was on the verge of danger. When he noticed the abnormal movement of the internal force in his body, his expression changed. He quickly calmed down and regained control of the flow of internal force.

Fang Chen did all this before looking at Song Dongxu who had been waiting for his answer. The concern in the other party's eyes still made him feel better.

"No, I can understand." After that, he continued to read the book.

At this moment, Fang Chen has regained his composure, and even thought about it, even if the Tang Dynasty he used to belong to does not belong to this time and space, there must be some connections between the two, even if we can't know the later fate of Wanhua Valley, but look here The history of the Tang Dynasty can be regarded as a table of comfort.

Seeing that he started reading again, Song Dongxu found it boring to stay aside and read, so he simply found a comic book he liked and read it slowly beside Fang Chen.

When Fang Chen concentrates on reading, time always passes quickly. By the time Fang Chen finished reading an "Old Book of Tang" (he started reading it from the time of Tang Minghuang), Xia Yunxue and several other adults had already retrieved it. coming.

"Xiaochen, it's time for us to go back." Because she was in the bookstore, Xia Yunxue deliberately lowered her voice.

Fang Chen reluctantly put down the book, he only read the history of the Tang Dynasty, and he didn't even know how the Tang Dynasty came to an end, so he was naturally reluctant at the moment.

He really wanted to buy the book back, but after looking at the price on the back of the book, Fang Chen pursed his lips and lost his mind.

Song Dongxu still has class in the afternoon, and he lives in the second uncle's house in the town until the holidays, so he can only say goodbye to Fang Chen at this moment.

When Fang Chen was gone, Song Dongxu turned around and went back to the bookstore, lingered in front of the bookshelf for a long time, and finally took a book.

"Auntie, I want this one."

"Come here, Xiaochen, eat the steamed stuffed buns, they are hot just out of the oven." Xia Yunxue handed Fang Chen a big steamed stuffed bun wrapped in paper.

At this time, it was almost noon, and it was time for lunch. In order to save money, she had already made corn tortillas and brought them here, but these tortillas were left for herself, and what Fang Chen ate was freshly bought fresh meat. steamed stuffed bun.

Fang Chen took the bun, but divided the bun into two halves, and handed the bigger half to Xia Yunxue: "Mother Xia eats."

"Mom Xia doesn't eat, Xiaochen eats by herself."

Xia Yunxue obviously found Fang Chen's actions very useful, so she pushed back with a smile, but Fang Chen was very stubborn and raised her hand just to ask her to pick it up.

"Mother Xia eats."

The portion of this steamed stuffed bun is also big, he can't finish it, so why waste it.

Liu Jinhua said with a smile at this time: "Your family's Xiaochen is very cute, if it is someone else's child, who is the one who guarantees food, why would he take it out and share it with you?"

"That's right, if that little bastard in my family is half as well-behaved as Xiaochen, I'll be thankful. Two days ago his grandfather bought him some candies and brought them back. , that child took a candy to eat, and Xiaojie almost tore his mouth to get the candy out." Lin Xi said that this was also annoyed, her own child was young and ignorant, and he didn't think anything at first, but it was different after the comparison Now, looking at Fang Chen and looking at her own child, Lin Xi felt that he deserved to be beaten up by his father.I completely forgot that I was so distressed that I almost fell out with my husband.

"I really want the child to be more noisy. She's too cute and makes people feel distressed." Although Xia Yunxue said this, everyone could see that her words were duplicity.

The adults chatted and laughed, Fang Chen ate half of his own steamed stuffed bun, and Xia Yunxue brought all the stuffing to his side, and it was delicious to swallow it down.

Because the road back to the village was still long, they didn't pay much attention to anything, and just ate while walking. Fang Chen was not used to it at first, but after a long time, he didn't feel much about it.

Back in the village, Xia Yunxue was busy preparing Fang Chen's schoolbag. The time was a bit tight, but fortunately, this schoolbag was not difficult to make. Xia Yunxue was good at handicrafts. She stepped on the sewing machine and made it without helping him. alright.

Although there are some cartoon schoolbags these days, the most popular one is the cross-body military schoolbag. The military green canvas is cut in a boxy shape, with a single shoulder strap, which looks very rustic in modern times. At that time, it was unified nationwide.

The canvas used to make the bag was bought by Xia Yunxue after asking someone to help it. It is very strong, and I believe it will not be a problem to use it for a few years, so Xia Yuxue deliberately made the bag a size that can only be used by adults, and then embroidered on it. Put Fang Chen's name on it, so you don't have to worry about anyone taking the wrong schoolbag.

When making the schoolbag, Xia Yunxue purposely made a small belt with leftover materials on the side, with a buckle, so that even if there is no pencil case, Fang Chen can put the pencil knife in it.

Fang Chen is very satisfied with this bag, those stationery stores also have such schoolbags, not to mention the price, but the quality is not as good as Xia Yunxue made for him.

The formalities at the school were also completed. On the first day of school, Fang Chen sat in a classroom with a bunch of students of different ages. There were only two teachers in the school, and there were only about sixty students. At the end of the year, after the last two teachers inquired about everyone's learning progress, they temporarily divided them into two classes.

Mr. Chen is in charge of Fang Chen's class. The students in his class are all younger, which can be regarded as class one. The other class that Mr. Wang is in charge of is class two. There are 29 students in class one. Class more.

It was August 29 when Fang Chen was picked up by his adoptive father, and his birthday was set on that day.This month, he was considered young in the first class, and because of his short stature, he was placed in the first row, with Er Niu at the same table, and Feng Jie at the back, all acquaintances.

There was no class on the first day of school, and it happened to be Friday, so the teacher sent textbooks to the students and told them to take them home and wrap them in kraft paper. He also told them that the class time would be next Monday, and let them go back.

"Xiaochen, do you know how to pack books?" Feng Jie came over after class, and asked Fang Chen distressedly who was packing textbooks into his schoolbag.

There are not many textbooks, one on mathematics, one on Chinese, and two thin books on music and painting, so there are four in total.

"I don't know." Fang Chen remembered that Song Dongxu would sometimes bring a schoolbag when he came to him, but the books inside were not wrapped in kraft paper, but beautiful plastic bookcases, just put them on.

Er Niu also interjected at this moment: "Didn't the teacher ask parents to help? Ask your parents, they must understand."

"That's right." Feng Jie patted his head with a smirk, "I forgot about it."

The three of them are all from Hexi Village, and they usually get close, so they naturally got together when they went back. Xia Yunxue was worried that Fang Chen would be in danger crossing the river by herself, and she wanted to pick him up, but Fang Chen refused, saying that so many students would Together, there will be no danger, and don't we often play on the bridge when everyone is running around, and no accidents have been seen.This made Xia Yunxue stop thinking, but when Fang Chen returned, she was already waiting on the bridge.

In this regard, Fang Chen was not only helpless but also very moved.

"How was your day today? Did the teacher say anything?" Xia Yunxue patted Fang Chen's head, and led the third elementary school back together.

"The teacher said to wrap the books." Fang Chen remembered that when they went to town, Xia Yunxue had bought kraft paper, so she knew how to wrap the books.

Sure enough, Xia Yunxue nodded: "Well, the kraft paper is at home, and I'll wrap it for you when I get back. I'm sure the textbook will still be good after you finish this semester."