Farming Comb Paintings Return Home

In the evening, he still drank fish porridge. Li Cong finished cooking Xiao Xian's meal, boiled water for Xiao Xian to wash and wipe himself, and then went out to the village chief's house to carry vegetables.

The medicinal materials probably contain things that can soothe the nerves and help sleep. Xiao Xian sat on the couch and read a book by the oil lamp after eating a full meal. After a while, he felt sleepy again, his hands loosened, and the book was tilted to one side, hanging down. The chicken began to peck at the rice.

Li Cong came back with the vegetables, cleaned up the house and went into the back room.The moon was shining brightly outside the window, but the room was not bright. The oil lamp stood silently on the window sill, and a speck of light like beans was warmly reflected on Xiao Xian's fair face, leaving a ring of dim yellow hair that couldn't be restrained by the sideburns. It drooped a lot more, trembling with the movement of nodding, the mischievous shadow was reflected on Li Cong's body.

Li Cong walked over to take the book in Xiao Xian's hand and put it away, brushed off the hair falling from Xiao Xian's face and pinned it behind his ears, then remembered that he had just come in from the outside, his body was very cold and his hands were cold, he was afraid Annoyed by Xiao Xian's drowsiness, he raised his hand to his lips and took a breath. After getting warmer, he straightened Xiao Xian's head, bent his waist and got his hands under the quilt, stretching out from the back of Xiao Xian's thin back. In the past, one arm wrapped around his waist, the other wrapped around his knees, carefully picked up a little bit, and slowly moved Xiao Xian into the bed.

"Hmm..." Xiao Xian came to his senses with a grunt, rubbed his eyes, and realized that he was being embraced in the air, with a trace of shock on his face, seeing Li Cong's face close at hand, he felt relieved again, He asked in a daze, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Well, go to sleep." Li Cong nodded, moved Xiao Xian's body down, then straightened up and covered him with the quilt.

Xiao Xian yawned, twisted his waist and fell asleep a little more, turned over and changed into a comfortable position, and slept curled up like a shrimp.

Li Cong settled Xiao Xian down, turned around and went out to wash up, then went into the room, took off his coat and got ready to sleep.

Feeling Li Cong's movement on the bed, Xiao Xian's body trembled, and his drowsy consciousness suddenly woke up. He recalled the dream he had just had in his mind, and dreamed that he was entangled to death by his own hair. Unable to tell, Xiao Xianhou frowned deeply in fear, turned around and asked Li Cong solemnly: "By the way, brother, is haircut considered a punishment?"

"Punishment for cutting hair? I've never heard of it." Li Cong stared at Xiao Xian and shook his head slowly, feeling amused and puzzled in his heart. Weird thoughts came out, and he wanted to ask again, but Xiao Xian closed his eyes and muttered something, turned over and there was no sound.Li Cong thought that maybe he was not in good health, and he was tired after sleeping in the afternoon, so he didn't make any noise, turned off the light, put on the quilt and fell asleep together.

Silent all night.

After a few days, the weather began to warm up, and Xiao Xian's health gradually improved, but he was still watched by Li Cong and not allowed to go to the ground every day, until Zhao Ruqiu came to see him for a follow-up visit ten days later.

Zhao Ruqiu has a good heart and is very protective of his weaknesses. He is straightforward and unforgiving. Although he is a doctor, he has the arrogance of a literati. He always digs his heart out, obviously Li Cong is his own in his eyes, Xiao Xian is another matter.

So this morning when Li Cong came back from work on the pier, he stayed in the outhouse after eating with Xiao Xian and waited for Zhao Ruqiu to come to see him. In vain.

Not long after noon, Zhao Ruqiu came in with a medicine box on his shoulders. Li Cong stopped him and confessed that Xiao Xian had lost his memory and that he recognized him as his younger brother, which caused Zhao Ruqiu to stare in disbelief.

"This boy was born with a delicate heart. He thought that if he lost his memory, he would be able to start over from the beginning. He is really clever." Zhao Ruqiu gave a thumbs up teasingly, and his mouth hurts more than his life.

Xiao Xian was awake, reading a book in the room, Li Cong didn't want to waste any time talking with Zhao Ruqiu, so he shook his head helplessly, begging Zhao Ruqiu to keep his mouth shut, so that Xiao Xian wouldn't know the truth.

Zhao Ruqiu lifted the curtain and went into the back room, put down the medicine box and sat on the side of the couch to feel Xiao Xian's pulse.Li Cong followed behind him, leaning against the door with folded arms and watching.

Zhao Ruqiu was leaning on the couch to check his pulse. He looked lazy with his eyes closed and couldn't tell why. Looking at Xiao Xian, he asked, "Are you coughing or not?"

"No cough." Xiao Xian answered honestly with his eyes downcast.

"What about the headache?"

"No."

"Do you have symptoms of abdominal pain?" Zhao Ruqiu tapped his fingers on the edge of the couch with a careless expression.

Xiao Xian paused, then quickly shook his head.

"En." Zhao Ruqiu nodded, and asked again: "Does your lower body feel unwell?"

"Ah?" Xiao Xian was taken aback, raised his head and stared straight at Zhao Ruqiu's face, thinking that he heard it wrong.

Zhao Ruqiu frowned, as if he was quite dissatisfied with Xiao Xian's unavoidable staring at him, turned his head and waved his hands impatiently, and said angrily: "Don't you understand your lower body? If you don't understand, take off your pants and show me. "

"Uh..." Xiao Xian understood now, dragged the quilt to shrink back into the bed, raised his head and glanced at Li Cong like a frightened rabbit, thinking that the doctor who was filmed on TV knew everything about his pulse , why do you still need to check?The doctor in front of him has a bad temper, so he must be a quack doctor.Little do they know that there are four diagnoses in traditional Chinese medicine: looking, smelling, asking, and palpating. The doctor is deified, and the combination of four diagnostic methods is the fundamental method.

But it was not just this that made Xiao Xian worry.Even if they are all men, they are too disregarding of people's privacy. It's not about andrology. It's just a minor illness caused by falling into the water and catching a cold. Why take off your pants?He, he is still a virgin, okay? In this world, beauties are worthless, handsome men are precious, and I have lived for 20 years without having a girlfriend. Why should I let this crappy doctor look at me for nothing?

Seeing Xiao Xian's appearance of swearing to defend "chaseness" to the death, Zhao Ruqiu sneered, leaned over and pretended to pull Xiao Xian's quilt to take off his trousers, but he thought in his heart that this young man didn't know how many times he had suffered in the romantic field Now, what kind of drama are you going to do now, isn't it just arousing people's eyes.Since I caught the opportunity, I would scare him, seeing how he was putting on a pose, and he might not make any ugly appearances for a while.

Just when Xiao Xian was at a loss, Li Cong hurried over to stop Zhao Ruqiu's movement, coughed and said: "Xiao Xian has a thin skin, so don't make things difficult for him, get a diagnosis quickly, don't make old mistakes again .”

Zhao Ruqiu's medical skills are excellent, but his temper is very bad. He likes to play tricks on people, and he can't get rid of it even at the time of diagnosis. Li Cong, who grew up with him, knows this very well. The bullying Qu Xian, if he doesn't say anything to stop him from going, it will really be endless.

Zhao Ruqiu shook off Li Cong's hand, rolled his eyes at Li Cong and said, "Aren't you his younger brother? See what's going on, and you won't lose a piece of meat."

"Ru Qiu!" Li Cong raised his eyebrows and shouted hastily, signaling him not to joke too much.

"Cut! It's just a joke, what's the rush? I don't even want to look at it if you show it to me, it's terribly dirty." Zhao Ruqiu glanced at Xiao Xian with disgust on his face.

Dirty as hell?Xiao Xian raised his arm and put it under his nose to smell it. It didn't taste good.Although I haven't showered for several days, but the weather is cold, and I have to wipe my body every day, where is it dirty?

Xiao Xian turned to look at Li Cong. Li Cong didn't speak, but his eyes darkened, and he frowned slowly as if he disapproved of Zhao Ruqiu's words.But Zhao Ruqiu got back to business before he could speak, and asked Xiao Xian, "Is there any discomfort in your body? Tell the truth."

Xiao Xian heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his head and thought for a while.After a few days of recuperation, the pain in the stomach is not so bad, but the back is still uncomfortable, but everyone is in the room, how can he say it?Moreover, the doctor obviously disliked his appearance, and if he told him about the hidden disease of laughing at him, he might not be able to make things difficult for him, so he could only bite his lower lip and shook his head.

"Then it's all right." Zhao Ruqiu sighed, picked up a pen and wrote the prescription, and handed it to Li Cong after finishing writing, "Hey, the pain is all right, but the body is still weak, and the prescription is full of nourishing herbs. Five or six days will do."

Li Cong nodded silently, folded the prescription and stuffed it into his pocket, planning to grab the medicine in a while.

"Then can I get off the ground?" Xiao Xian leaned over with his arms propped up and asked anxiously.

Li Cong rubbed Xiao Xianchu's head, bent down and pulled up the quilt that had slipped on the bed, then turned to ask Zhao Ruqiu.

"Lie down for a while longer." Zhao Ruqiu said. "Anyway, you don't have to do production, it doesn't matter whether you go to the ground or not."

What is this nonsense!Illness is not what he wants to have.Not to mention Xiao Xian who has always been independent since he was a child, but who would like a normal person with hands and feet to be served everywhere like a paralyzed person?Being resented so much, it's not like a fool can't see it, Xiao Xian got a little angry, puffed up his cheeks and wanted to reprimand him, but Li Cong opened his mouth first.

"How long is it for a while? Little Xian has a child's heart and can't lie down anymore." Li Cong joked with a smile, but Xiao Xian was in no mood to respond.Fortunately, Zhao Ruqiu said that he only needed to lie down for another three or four days, Xiao Xian was very happy, and he was not a small-hearted person at all, so he forgot about the trouble-making just now.

Whether it was Qu Xian or Xiao Xian, Zhao Ruqiu didn't seem to be on good terms with anyone, and after seeing the illness, he grabbed the medicine box and patted his butt and left.Li Cong breathed a sigh of relief, sent him outside the village to let him be careful on the road, and then went back to the house.

Li Cong sat on the side of the couch and started talking about Zhao Ruqiu, Xiao Xian looked unhappy, Li Cong pinched Xiao Xian's nose to let him not take Zhao Ruqiu's words to heart, Xiao Xian tossed the book in his hand boredly , finally nodded and agreed, not as knowledgeable as that barefoot doctor Zhao Ruqiu.

The room fell silent, Xiao Xian flicked through the book in his hand, getting more and more bored, so he asked Li Cong: "Brother, do you have any other books? I've finished reading all of these."

"Read it all? So soon?" Li Cong wanted to go out to get some medicine, but when he heard Xiao Xian calling him, he stopped the thought of getting up and replied strangely.Xiao Xian spent most of his time sleeping when recuperating from his illness. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have finished both books so quickly.

"Yeah." Xiao Xian closed the book and threw it on the bed, frowned and said, "It's not good, it's boring. I just read the notes below, and some of the stories are quite interesting."

Li Cong was stunned by Xiao Xian's words.He remembered that Qu Xian liked these things very much in the past, and he had to ponder them slowly until he memorized them one by one before he would give up. Moreover, he didn't like the bold and unrestrained ones, but liked the soft and graceful style, and he played and sang in Hongxinglou Those, who were dubbed as talented and beautiful, why did they suddenly change their temper now?

Seeing that Li Cong didn't speak, Xiao Xian continued to complain, "These love affairs are all watched by girls. I'm not a girl, so why would I like to watch them?"

Li Cong paused for a moment, then patted his forehead as if awakened.What Xiao Xian said was right, he really took care of her as a girl, forgetting that the person in front of him was a man in the past even though he was a maid.In the past, he loved to watch these things, maybe it was just a play on the spot, not to mention Li Cong himself, even poets and poets who danced with words and ink would sneer at these erotic poems and vulgar words. Why do I still use these things to annoy him? week.

Li Cong didn't answer, asked Xiao Xian to wait, bent over and squatted beside the couch, reached under the bed and dragged out a rather big box.After blowing off the dust on the box, Li Cong stretched out his hand and opened the box with a "squeak" sound, picking and choosing what he was doing. Xiao Xian stretched his neck to look around, but was lightly hit on the head by Li Cong holding the book.Xiao Xian took down the few books that were precariously resting on his head and looked at them. They were all ancient books on the art of war.

Xiao Xian opened one of the books, the handwriting on it was neat, very similar to Li Cong's words, the words and sentences were not very esoteric, but easy to understand, land and sea battles were all available, and each boring art of war was not only preaching, but also It is equipped with a large number of battle examples, as well as meticulously drawn illustrations, which are exquisite and beautiful, and are much more beautiful than historical textbooks.

Li Cong threw the books up one by one, took about seven or eight books out before closing the box door, stood up and pushed the box back under the bed.

Xiao Xian read them one by one. In addition to the Art of War, there are actually some martial arts classics such as Mechanism, Boxing, Spear and Stick. The last one is the most rare. The handwriting seems to be written by Li Cong himself, and there are many strange drawings Various military equipment, ranging from bows and arrows, machine springs, and crossbow guns, to large catapults, nest carts, and warship models. The pictures are clear at a glance, and the annotations are clear and easy to understand, which is really an eye-opener.

Xiao Xian regained his energy all of a sudden, lying on the couch, holding the book in his hands and browsing page by page, completely forgetting that there was someone beside him.

Li Cong went out to get some medicine, brought it back and boiled it for Xiao Xian to drink, then took a nap, checked the time was almost up, got up and said to Xiao Xian who was indulging in the book: "Brother is going to work, you should stay at home Do you know. Come back tonight and cook edamame for you. And—”

Xiao Xian raised his head when he heard the sound, Li Cong hadn't finished speaking, he had already grabbed the beginning of the sentence and said, "No, Xu, down, ground!" Then he picked out his ears and said impatiently: "I talk every day and read it every day, my ears are numb. Calloused!"

After more than ten days of getting along, Xiao Xian and Li Cong gradually became familiar with each other. They are no longer as reserved as when they first came here, and they can joke around. If you don't mention it, others will really think that they are just a pair of ordinary brothers who have a good relationship. .

Li Cong tapped Xiao Xian's forehead, and said in a funny and helpless way: "You have to be able to listen to it. If you are obedient, brother will stop talking."

"Okay, okay, I got it, I got it, you're going to be late!" Xiao Xian nodded repeatedly, stretched his arms and pushed Li Cong out of the door with a smile.