Two stupid postmodern life

Early the next morning, Ersha dragged the three layers of beggars who were tightly wrapped inside and outside into the small town. Thinking of soaking in the cool Qi River with the pillars for a while, he couldn't help speeding up. Quickly bite the bullet and squeeze in.

Isn't the Zhang family's daughter-in-law in front?Seeing an acquaintance, Er Sha asked loudly: "What's going on here?"

Zhang's daughter-in-law looked regretful: "Second idiot, you are familiar with Zhuzi, quickly kneel down and sincerely ask Buddha to bless him, he has been seduced."

"What?" The second fool didn't know, so he was about to continue to ask, when Zhang's daughter-in-law said again: "Look, Zhuzi's father has invited all the famous monks and Taoists nearby, and is trying to drive him away from evil, you... "

Ersha was not in the mood to listen to the next words, followed the instructions of the Zhang family's wife, looked into the hall of Jiqing Restaurant, and saw that there were densely packed with monks and priests, they were chanting sutras and meditating, or wielding wooden swords, or spraying water in the air. Fire, or looking up to the sky, what a lively scene.

Stunned by such a huge battle, Ersha took a while to recover. Seeing Zhuzi's father standing at the door of the inner hall, he hurriedly squeezed towards him: "Zhuzi, how about Zhuzi? I want to go Look at him."

Li Chenggong looked at the group of people who were still busy in the hall, then at the urgent young man in front of him, sighed, stopped speaking, and led Ersha to the inner hall.

"The day before yesterday, when Zhu Zi came back from the outside, he was fine. He ate some watermelon bought by his mother, and took the rest back to the house, explaining that he would eat it later. When he got up early the next day, he couldn't wake up. He asked the neighbor Several doctors couldn't tell the reason. The old people around said that the child was probably taken by something unclean."

While talking, he had already arrived at Zhuzi's room. Li Chenggong watched the scruffy-looking but bright-eyed boy rush to the bed, first rolled Zhuzi's eyelids, and then put his head on his son's chest to listen carefully. Then he groped back and forth on the sleeping Zhuzhu for a while, frowning and thinking hard.

"What about the watermelon, did the rest of you eat it?" Ersha suddenly asked.

Ersha's serious expression made the people around him forget that this person was once considered a foolish child by the wind.

"No." Zhu Ziniang said, her moist eye circles turned red again: "It's not too hot now, watermelon is expensive, we know that child likes to eat it, so we bought a small one, and let him eat it. Zhuzi loves to eat melons, even though he has such a small stomach, he can eat a whole melon. That day he only ate a small half, and said he was reluctant to part with the rest, so he had to save it for tomorrow."

"Then what's left, are you still there?"

"Yes... yes." Zhuzi's mother said, she took out a small cloth bag from under the bed, and unwrapped layers one after another, revealing the watermelon that had already smelled of running water, and the few pieces beside it that were soaked. of noodles.

Standing by the side, the beggar who had been regarded as a transparent person looked at the cloth bag and recognized that it was the one Zhuzhu used to deliver food to them. Ersha had already rushed to the door, shouting as he ran, "Zhuzi, wait for me!" , I will find a way."

The beggar looked at the sad couple, and slowly followed them out. From the expressions of the parents, he saw helplessness and resignation to fate. Obviously, judging from Zhuzi's current situation, the couple were idiots. There is no hope at all.

Why is this idiot so arrogant?

While thinking about it, the beggar came out of the restaurant. If I read correctly, the pillar's breath was weak, and it seemed to have nothing. It will be a matter of time before the breath dies.

The praying and exorcising of ghosts outside Rongqing Restaurant has come to an end. A few monks and priests gathered around the dining room, waiting for the customers to pay and leave. People in the town saw that there was nothing to watch, so they also left one after another. The beggar saw Ersha standing still At the gate of the restaurant, he seemed to be muttering something, and walked over curiously.

"The extremities are cold, the pulse can hardly be felt...it's the class (shock), the disease is progressing so fast...watermelon... the class (shock) dysentery, well, that's it... just use Qingda (Gentamycin), anti-remedial courses will make it better...Qingda...Qingda..." Ersha was obviously a little confused, with an expression of not knowing what to do, seeing the beggar walking towards him, hurriedly Grabbing his hand, he asked, "Qingda...Qingda, beggar, do you know where I can buy it?"

"What is Qingda?" The beggar frowned, trying to withdraw his grasped hand, but failed.

"Gentamycin, the special drug for treating dysentery...the pharmacy should have it, we'll have it now..." The euphoric expression was quickly replaced by disappointment, and the beggar felt his hands loosen slowly, his The master said helplessly as if he had lost his support: "No, no, I almost forgot, here... there is nothing."

The second fool walked in front of him in a daze, and the beggar followed slowly behind.

He didn't know what the idiot was nagging about, he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know where he was wrong, and he followed the idiot all the way.

Ersha seems to be trying to remember something, he heard Ersha scolding himself in front of him, saying that he forgot all the things he should remember, and saying that when he went to heavy snow (study), it is difficult to learn all the knowledge into the stomach of a dog I went, and said... the beggar's way, listening to these irrelevant things, he actually felt relish.

This idiot is quite interesting.

"Oh, I remembered." A sudden exclamation interrupted the beggar's thoughts. He was a little surprised that he was actually laughing?

I only heard Ersha happily say: "There is no western medicine, here is traditional Chinese medicine, I am so stupid, it has the same effect as Qingda... Berberine... Well, it is it, although the effect is not as good as Qingda, but it can also work."

Thinking of this, Ersha quickly turned around and ran towards Jiqing Restaurant.

The beggar followed closely behind, and he told himself that the reason why he clings to this fool is to see clearly what kind of moths this guy can play with his mouth full of nonsense.

Back at the gate of Jiqing Restaurant again, it was already dark, and the restaurant was closed because of such a big incident, and the whole street seemed even more lonely.Ersha went straight to the backyard of the restaurant. He wanted to tell Li Chenggong that Zhuzi was not poisoned by something, but suffered from severe dysentery. Only with berberine could heal.

As soon as he stepped into the door, there was a burst of wailing from inside the house, a woman's voice cried: "Hey Zhu'er, my poor son..."

Ersha hastened to rush into the room, threw himself on the little body on the bed and fumbled, before he could speak, he was dragged away by the people around him.Zhuzi's father persuaded him with red eyes: "Second idiot, it seems that my son's luck is not good this year, and this calamity cannot be avoided. Alas, this is fate. I know you and Zhu'er are good, so let him go away with peace of mind." .”

"I don't believe it's fatal. The pillar is not dead yet. What are you doing?"

Ersha watched Zhuzi's mother tearing off the clothes on Zhuzi's body, hugging him but reluctant to let go, and in the end several people snatched her and stuffed them into a straw mat.

"Second idiot, the pillar is out of gas. According to the custom, children under ten years old who die violently cannot enter the ancestral grave, and they cannot stay at home overnight. Take another look at this child. After a while, we will go to the ancestral grave." Find a place where no one is around and bury him."

"You...you can't do this, the pillar is not dead yet, you..." Ersha wanted to pounce on the straw mat, but the beggar hugged him from behind at some point, and whispered: "Don't worry, I have a solution."

Maybe it's because the beggar usually doesn't talk much, so what he said is extraordinarily effective. After hearing this, Ersha really calmed down, took a deep look at the pillar, turned around and left silently.