Yin Yang Pharmacy

In 1951, Chongqing Pedestrian Street.

It was raining heavily, even at noon, the sky was dark, against the gray of the surrounding scenery.A military-green Jiefang truck drove in abruptly. Pedestrians with umbrellas were always in a hurry. Occasionally, a few black cars would also fly past carrying some figures. On this bustling street, there was no one I found that the gray and green did not match the surrounding scenery.

The truck tires rolled awkwardly a few times and stopped.This time it was in the way of others, so a few cars lined up behind them, honking their horns sparsely.The truck could only move forward a few more times, only to see a cat pressed by the left front wheel, presumably it was a snow-white fur, pressed under the tire into the wet concrete floor in the rain, long The fur sticks dirty to the tires.

Looked dead.

The horn sounded even worse from the rear, and the truck had no other choice. As soon as the driver stepped on the gas pedal, the truck continued to drive forward without hesitation.

One of the cat's eyeballs was pushed out, rolled from the left front wheel to the right rear wheel, and was smashed to pieces with a snap.

Of course, the women with umbrellas hurried home to collect the clothes hanging outside, the boys hiding from the rain under the eaves were waiting for their lovers, and even the passengers in the car just frowned and kept looking at their watches, worrying about their business —No one on the street cares about a dead cat.

So from noon until night, the cat lay there quietly.Later people and cars avoided it with a tacit understanding, so the cat was lucky and left a whole body after its death.

It's just so non-existent.

So the sound of the rain gradually subsided, and when the lanterns first came on, people put away their umbrellas and still walked in a hurry.

No one noticed that the cat "lying" with its head tilted on the wet concrete floor slowly raised its head.

Jiyun Temple sent a few more boxes of books, probably ordered by Elder Xuan or ordered by my grandfather.Brother Quan was very excited when he received the book. He counted his fingers and told me that your grandfather is not dead yet.

That little expression was as excited as if Hong Kong and Macau were about to return, Chen Zhinan was taken aback for a moment.

It is said that love will always be defeated by time, but these days when Chen Xu is not around, Chen Zhinan misses this bad old man more and more.

Then slowly, slowly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Chen Xu.Occasionally, when I was in a daze, I suddenly thought of it, as if something was about to come out, but I couldn't bring it up no matter what.

One day when I went out, I saw a group of old men and women shaking their fans under the tree to enjoy the cool air. They were very leisurely, and then suddenly remembered, how old is the old man this year?

Why did I suddenly become confused, I can't remember clearly.

Chen Zhinan suddenly became alert, and felt that something was wrong.

When did he start following Chen Xu?

Why does it feel like... not many years?

This thought startled Chen Zhinan himself, he shook his head and smiled indifferently.

What kind of moths are these, one day he will find that old man Xiaoyao, and then he will go and ask him clearly.

Chen Zhinan stepped on the creaking old wooden stairs and walked upstairs slowly.

Li Chongcoin vacated some space on the second floor and installed a new small bookshelf for the books brought over by Ji Yunguan.Chen Zhinan climbed up to the second floor to have a look when he had time.

The rows next to it are all the bookshelves of Li Chong's coffin.It looked old and shabby, with a thick layer of dust and scraps of paper all over the floor.Some bookshelves still lacked arms and legs, and a few bricks were used to press the cardboard to pad it indiscriminately so that they would not fall over.

As soon as Chen Zhinan went upstairs, he was choked by the dust in the air and coughed.

He wanted to go to his side to pick up a book to flip through, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at the rows of bookshelves next to him.In the end, I couldn't hold it back. Seeing that Li Chong's coffin downstairs was doing his own thing wholeheartedly, and the braised egg was not there in broad daylight, he tiptoed over, blew lightly, and stroked the row of spines with his hands. covered with ashes.

There was a word on it, "Tang".

Chen Zhinan simply wiped it with his sleeve, and the smoke cleared away. Chen Zhinan suddenly discovered that the entire row of new books and ancient books were all of the same type.

New Tang books, old Tang books, hardcover thread-bound books, all kinds of Tang history.

Strange, why buy so much?

Chen Zhinan carefully took out a book to read, but he used a little too much force, and moved the bookshelf with him, making a creaking sound.

Chen Zhinan's movements stopped for a moment, then he coughed softly and slowly opened the door to look.

The pages of the book clicked and jumped to a certain page.

But it turned out that this page was torn off by someone, probably because too much force was used, and it was not torn clean, leaving a small half of the edge, which was folded there crookedly.

Chen Zhinan gently spread out the remaining pages, only the character "Li" could be seen clearly.

Chen Zhinan carefully put the book back and read another one.

I flipped through more than a dozen books in a row, and every page was torn out with extreme force.

"..."

I don't understand.

It doesn't seem very good to ask directly, Li Chongguan really hates him always asking about these things.Chen Zhinan silently put back the book he had just picked up, and went downstairs lightly, planning to go to the bookstore in two days to buy a copy of Tang History to read.

It was only when I got downstairs that I realized that I was going to take a book to read, but forgot to bring it down.

Chen Zhinan glanced at Li Chong'an with a guilty conscience, and found that a patient had arrived, and Li Chong'an was talking with her, and he didn't find anything wrong with Chen Zhinan.

Sitting in front of Li Chong's coffin was a woman who looked to be in her twenties, with two braids and a natural beauty without makeup.The dress is very rough, linen clothes and plain trousers, the elastic band on one side of the cuffs is broken, and it is loosely put on there, and the other side is frayed, revealing the dirty sleeves inside, and there are white threads. .

The girl held a white, chubby and fluffy Persian cat in her arms.

"Migraine?" Li Chongguan looked at the man and asked.

Zhang Min rubbed the cat's fur, nodded and said, "Yes."

"An old problem?"

"No," Zhang Min shook his head, stretched out his hand to stroke the bangs on his forehead, and said, "I just had it in the past two days, and it hurts intermittently, it's really uncomfortable."

"Does anyone in the family have this problem?" Li Chongguan glanced at the cat a few times and said, "Do you know how to drink?"

"My family doesn't have one, so I don't drink it." Zhang Min noticed Li Chong's gaze, smiled softly, and said, "Isn't it cute? It's called 'God of Wealth'."

Chen Zhinan was overjoyed, and brought tea over. Thinking of Zhang Min's migraine, he went back and added a few dried longans to make tea: "What are the cats in their house called Big Mi and Er Mi? It's interesting that your family got this name."

"No, this is a gentleman!" Zhang Min thanked him for the tea and said with a smile.

After Li Chongguan understood the situation, he opened the prescription in a flash, but his eyes were directed towards the God of Wealth. The God of Wealth seemed to have noticed Li Chong's gaze, looked up at him, and opened his eyes provocatively. mouthed.

However, Li Chongguan saw a red light flashing in the cat's eyes suddenly, and the ink smudged on the paper after he paused.

After the fleeting red, God of Wealth's eyes returned to the noble and elegant blue-gold color. It proudly stared at Li Chong'an, and stretched out its tongue to lick its own paw.

Li Chongguan looked at Zhang Min's attire, then looked at the cat, and felt that it was not right to keep such a cat with her family background, so he asked, "How many cats?"

Zhang Min was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I picked it up."

Li Chongguan finished writing the prescription, got up to grab the medicine, and left a sentence: "It's unlucky."

It is inconvenient to raise a cat that is picked up.

Zhang Min smiled and didn't take it seriously: "Where is it, I don't believe it."

Chen Zhinan said in his heart, that's right. A few days ago, we also had a person who didn't believe this, and finally reshaped his worldview here.

But the cat seemed to be bored of staying here, scratched its face and neck, and let out a vicious "meow".Zhang Min patted him on the back comfortingly, and called him "God of Wealth".

"Don't make trouble, be good, we'll be fine soon." Zhang Min said.

The God of Wealth sniffed, shook his little furry head, and fell silent.

"I still suggest you..." After Li Chongguan finished grabbing the medicine, he wanted to continue the topic just now, but he only spoke halfway, but the God of Wealth suddenly became furious, jumped out of Zhang Min's arms, threw himself at Chen Zhinan, and slapped Chen Zhinan hard on his neck. He hit him hard twice, and then hit his arm twice hard.

The two scars on the neck were a little deeper, if they were moved a little higher, it would be disfigured, Chen Zhinan held his neck in fear and took two steps back, staring at each other with the God of Wealth.

Fortunately, there were still clothes covering the arms, so there was no major damage except for a piece of material that was a pity.

Zhang Min grabbed the God of Wealth tightly, panicked, and wanted to go up to see Chen Zhinan's injuries, holding the cat in his arms, and was afraid that the cat would go crazy and stab him twice, and was afraid that the one in front Master Quan told him to pay people to pay for clothes.

"Go to the health center by yourself." Li Chongguan only glanced at Chen Zhinan, reckoning that there should be nothing serious, so he ordered lightly.

Chen Zhinan nodded, glared at God of Wealth, and went out without looking back.

Li Chongcoin didn't ask Zhang Min to pay for people or clothes. He only gave her the medicine, and then collected the money according to the medicine. Min leaves.

When Zhang Min left, Li Chongguan added another sentence: "It's wrong again, remember to come and find me."

"Got it," Zhang Min said with a smile back, "You are quite well-known in this mountain city now, and the secretary/mother is rubbing mahjong tiles every day and talking..."

Li Chongcoffin: "..."

When Chen Zhinan came back from the health center, he felt a little tired. It was not dark yet, so he climbed into bed and went to bed. Like a dead pig, he couldn't wake up at dinner time.

It's time for breakfast the next day.

"Didn't sleep well?" Li Chongguan brought a bowl of small noodles and put half a plate of mustard greens on the table, thinking that Chen Zhinan had slept for more than ten hours, he was also a little surprised, pointed to his face, and signaled Chen Zhinan to look in the mirror.

It wasn't that I didn't sleep well, it was just a dream.

Dreamed of a bunch of weird things, dreamed of Chen Xu, also dreamed of Lu Dan, Ke Ji——Li Chongcoffin.

Li Chongcoin was wearing a strange gown, riding a yellow dragon, with his back turned to him, riding away against the wind.

Surrounded by an indistinct black mist.

The dream last night was so realistic that Chen Zhinan was in a daze now, the mirror was still placed on the cabinet at the other end, far away, Chen Zhinan remembered that there was a basin of water in the center of the hall, so he walked over and planned to be a mirror.

The basin is framed on the carvings, with protrusions on both sides and handrails.The handrails seemed to be made of gold, with a rather strange shape, one on the left and one on the right, like two round door knockers.

Chen Zhinan put his hands on it and looked at himself reflected in the water.

But he couldn't see clearly, he could only be regarded as slightly tired, his eyelids seemed to be swollen, Chen Zhinan loosened one hand, and wanted to pinch his face, but the other hand was not steady, slipped, and the basin Dangling, almost fell off the shelf.

Chen Zhinan was so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hand to help him, but saw that despite the shock just now, the water in the basin was still as flat as a mirror, without any waves, as if frozen.

Chen Zhinan put on the strange-looking handrail again, wondering what color the water suddenly became.Chen Zhinan took a closer look, where was the color in the water, and what was behind him!

What was reflected in the water was a yellow dragon with scales and sharp claws!

With his bloody mouth open, he was clinging to the beam above Chen Zhinan's head!

Chen Zhinan almost lost his footing, staggered, the basin swayed, and a handful of water splashed onto Chen Zhinan's face.The next moment, two hands suddenly stretched out from the water, hugged Chen Zhinan's neck tightly, and pushed her into the water fiercely.

I came to visit Mr. Chen at 4:[-] pm as usual, but today was a little different. I brought a palm-sized cake and put it on Mr. Chen's bedside: "Come, try the cake." He added, "Today is my birthday."

Mr. Chen was about to answer with a smile, when the little nurse hopped over in her high heels and said, "Don't bring this to Mr. Chen, he can't eat it!" Second face "Mister, are you hungry? Need me to prepare something for you?"

Whoops, woman, girl, girl.

Mr. Chen said no need, but at the same time worried about me in a considerate way: "I brought all this belt, what a waste, young man with all his heart..." I answered clearly, "Sister nurse, come and give me a piece of paper. Face?"

Since Mr. Chen opened his mouth, she couldn't shirk it any longer, so she sat down after hesitation and said, "Then I wish you a happy birthday." Before she picked up the fork, she said to me viciously, I am not your sister!

As a result, I took a fork, opened the box, and another look of surprise: "Ah! Matcha mousse!"

Mr. Chen and I watched her eat. Halfway through the meal, Mr. Chen suddenly asked me: "How old is this year?" I answered honestly, but he asked again, where is the little girl?

That girl must have thought of something, blushed all of a sudden, took the half-eaten cake, and ran away, leaving me and Mr. Chen snickering there.

"Hey, is it really your birthday today?" Mr. Chen asked.

I replied inexplicably: "Yes, otherwise?"

"Oh," he added, nodding his head, "Happy birthday to that, lad."

The author has something to say:

Thanks for the "year-old" mine

Thanks to "Hua Lan" for mine

Thank you for the landmine of "one side of the white"

Thank you for liking, bobobo little cuties!

Are these two days off?