Summary: I am a good father

The cemetery in Zhaozhuang used to be a mass burial mound. During the famine years, more than one or two people died in the village, and everyone didn’t have so much energy and money to make arrangements for the funeral, so it was left to everyone. The dead were buried indiscriminately.

After the famine was over and everyone's sense of propriety, righteousness and shame returned, no one knew exactly where this family member was buried.

Later, it became a cemetery, but there were no other regulations, and it was still that cold and chilly.

Wang Junsheng and his ghost son Wang Rongxiu walked slowly towards the cemetery. Along the way, Wang Rongxiu seemed to be infinitely curious about Wang Junsheng, asking

"How did you find out that I'm not your son?"

"No, it's not, does this still need to be discovered?"

"Then how did you confirm that I'm not that little devil?"

The unwilling Wang Rongxiu continued to ask.

Speaking of it, Wang Junsheng himself felt a little ashamed. If it wasn't for the fact that the big pagoda tree fell and the core disappeared, he might not have discovered the truth.

So, he still didn't care enough for the little devil's son, and his face was flushed faintly.

As for Wang Rongxiu's question, Wang Junsheng didn't answer it. Wang Rongxiu was a little disappointed, but he didn't make a fuss.

The speed of the two was not slow, and they came to the cemetery very quickly. Wang Junsheng seemed to be more familiar with the layout here than Wang Rongxiu, and he saw something wrong not far away at a glance.

The little devil's son was about to disappear transparently. Although he didn't suffer as he imagined, this situation made Wang Junsheng even more uncomfortable!

"Daddy~"

The little ghost seemed to be under some kind of confinement, or he was a little afraid of Wang Junsheng's approach, in short, he just didn't go forward.

Wang Rongxiu took a step ahead of Wang Junsheng, and walked to the side of the little devil. The two seemed to have made an appointment, and opened their mouths wide, and they said it!

It's too cruel to eat each other or something!

What shocked Wang Junsheng even more was that the blood spilled from Wang Rongxiu's body was not red, but green, and the color of the blood was still gray-green.

This is really too weird. Of course, it also confirmed Wang Junsheng's previous guess that the Wang Rongxiu in front of him is the old locust tree itself.

The engulfment between the two did not last too long, and the little devil's son won the final victory because the old pagoda tree lost its most important core.

The tree core had been taken away when Wang Junsheng slapped him long ago.

That's why he followed Wang Junsheng to this cemetery so honestly.

The boy who had devoured the old locust tree began to solidify from the previous indifference, and Wang Junsheng threw the tree core in his hand over.

The emerald green tree core made the little devil's eyes shine. Wang Junsheng felt that he was staring at it without blinking, but he still didn't see what he was doing.

Wearing a green robe, the little ghost stood alive in front of Wang Junsheng.

"Dad!"

The little ghost head with bright eyes greeted.

"(⊙v⊙) Well, that's all right"

"Well, all right, no problem, let's go home!" said the little devil's son.

"Would you like to travel around the world with me? Let me show you the scenery outside, okay?"

The father and son asked as they walked home.

"Okay, can you go to the United States? It is said that there are vampires there, let's go and see what it looks like?"

"Vampire? Where did you hear about it? It's just a rumor, can it be true?"

"I watched it on TV. Didn't it say that Cain is the ancestor of vampires?"

_(:3ゝ∠)_

Which TV station is so irresponsible, showing children such messy things?

"As you like, as long as you want to go, we can go there, but you have to visit several major holy places in China before going abroad, right? Your father and I don't have that much money, so a little I'm a little cash-strapped, so when I save up enough airfare money, let's travel to America, okay?"

"~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la, no problem, I can copy books, I can also tell fortunes, let's set up a stall to sell dog skin plasters!"

This is not bad, my job is not a neurotic ghost, but a barefoot doctor!

So selling all kinds of dog skin plasters is really a good idea.

After the two made up their minds, they started to act.

Even if it's selling dog skin plasters, at least you need something like that!

Fortunately, Wang Junsheng really has family skills. This barefoot doctor is not his specialty in Western medicine. With his back against the mountains, the herbs in the mountains are what Wang Junsheng has learned.

Although it was passed down by word of mouth, Wang Junsheng can also see that he really picked up the treasure this time. The ancestors of the Wang family have profound knowledge in medical skills, and the inheritance is relatively complete, and there are not many missing. Although many herbs have disappeared due to environmental changes, this is not a problem for Wang Junsheng.

In the barren mountains and wild ridges now, large wild animals are basically extinct, and what is left are pheasants, small rabbits and the like. A few years ago, there would be wild wolves, but now there are no wild dogs.

Human greed and ambition have caused many species to be completely extinct. Wang Junsheng said with emotion that he really does not have such great feelings.

However, when educating children, I still hope that they are kind.

So Wang Junsheng told these sighs to the reborn Wang Rongxiu. In fact, the original owner's wish was to be reincarnated. It's a pity that he has come to such a road. The current Wang Rongxiu can be regarded as a reincarnation in a sense.

Wang Junsheng and his son wandered around in the mountains, Wang Rongxiu opened the way in front, and Wang Junsheng picked up the bargain behind, which was a complete change.

However, every time he encountered rare herbs or something, it was time for Wang Junsheng to show off. After spending half a year, this unseen mountain was finally trampled by the two of them.

The herbs on the mountain are almost collected.

The small animals that the father and son harmed were not one or two. At the beginning, it was probably because of curiosity, and they would eat them roasted, boiled, steamed, and stewed. But after the end, the wild game is really delicious. I want to throw up.

Wang Junsheng also had to think of other ways to solve the lives of himself and his son.Fortunately, in today's society, as long as you have money, you can find all kinds of instant food.

Wang Rongxiu, who grew up in the countryside, had a strong interest in these things at first, after all, he watched all kinds of advertisements a lot.

But I can't bear to eat these things every day. After Wang Rongxiu was in the mountains, what he missed most was his father's craftsmanship.

His father has a good cooking skill. As long as he can remember, his father has been cooking the meals at home.

After returning from the mountains, Wang Junsheng will prepare a big meal for his son to satisfy his hunger!

In half a year, the father and son prepared a lot of dog skin plasters and were ready to travel!

When the dead old locust tree at the head of the village sprouted new shoots, and it was lush green again, the father and son bid farewell to the villagers who came to persuade them to see them off, and with a big backpack on their backs, they took the bus at the head of the village for the first time. , left Zhaozhuang, and went to an unknown new world.

This kind of novelty made Wang Rongxiu very uneasy. The excited look of the child made the adults on the bus laugh. The excitement and novelty of going out for the first time quickly disappeared when the bus swayed from side to side.

Wang Rongxiu, who was still in high spirits before, is also withered now.The whole person huddled in the seat, looking listless.

In the end, Wang Junsheng thought of a way and began to tell his son various strange stories, which diverted his attention.

Chinese ghost stories seem to be in the pattern of "goblins and scholars". After hearing two or three stories, Wang Rongxiu felt boring again.

But in the mellow voice of his father, Wang Rongxiu, who got up early, gradually fell asleep.

Wang Junsheng took a sip of water to relieve the discomfort in his throat, and coaxing the child to sleep was really not fun.

The mouth that tells the story is dry.

After Wang Rongxiu woke up again, they had already arrived at the county seat, which was clearly a completely different world from Zhaozhuang.

There are many high-rise buildings here, and it is very lively. Wang Rongxiu started to get excited again.

Anyway, it is said that there is a park here, and there are a lot of animals in the park, and I always have to go and see it, which messes up their previous so-called arrangements. Where can't it be sold?

So, after the father and son found a cheap and clean guest house to live in, they started their own scouting activities.

Today's county is different from the past, because today's county has a creature that everyone fears, the city and the management.

They have a lot of control, so Wang Junsheng always has to figure out if he set up a stall indiscriminately, will he be confiscated by them for no reason, and then fined and all kinds of troubles will be imposed.

Wang Junsheng inquired about the specifics of setting up a stall, and Wang Rongxiu quickly got acquainted with the children nearby, and then learned where to eat and where to find fun in the small town.

After the father and son got together at night, Wang Rongxiu chattered about his plan to Wang Junsheng.

Wang Junsheng was noncommittal about his son's various arrangements, but he didn't deny it either. Anyway, the next morning, Wang Junsheng completed some formalities, and then set up a stall in the morning market.

Why do you want to come to the morning market?

Because usually the people who come to the morning market belong to old men and old ladies, who would believe in the curative effect of dog skin plaster among young people nowadays?

So I can only choose a place with too many old men and old ladies.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Junsheng's stall opened, many spectators showed up.You may not necessarily buy them, but those who buy dog ​​skin plasters are rare these days, so let's watch for fun.

Wang Junsheng looked like a master, and he didn't yell or say hello. He calmly explained "The Analects of Confucius" to his son, and the father and son enjoyed themselves.

Someone with good deeds took their photos and posted them on social networking sites.

Throughout the morning, when the stall was closed at noon, Wang Junsheng only sold three or five plasters, and the harvest was less than 30 yuan.

This is still gross profit, without deducting the cost, booth fees and so on.

Both father and son were calm people. After closing the stall at noon, Wang Junsheng borrowed the kitchen of the guest house. Wang Junsheng prepared lunch for himself and his son. After lunch break, he followed Wang Rongxiu's wishes and went to the zoo.

The various animals in the zoo opened Wang Rongxiu's horizons. Although it is a small county, the variety of animals is really not small.

The whole afternoon, Wang Junsheng and Wang Rongxiu had a great time playing together. Wang Junsheng sold a disposable camera and took many photos for his son.

When they arrived at the zoo and got off work, they left the zoo with unsatisfied feelings.

"It's really interesting, the dolphins are so cute, but I seem to like the alligator better!"

Wang Rongxiu talked to his father about his feelings.

"Well, I prefer boa constrictors, of course, and giant pandas! That's a national treasure!"

"(ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~, giant pandas are not fun at all, they are dirty, not as powerful as Chinese alligators!"

Wang Rongxiu retorted.

_(:3ゝ∠)_

Wang Junsheng didn't talk back, anyway, this kind of thing is just a matter of opinion, it's just a personal preference.

Setting up stalls in the morning, playing in the afternoon, and setting up stalls in the night market at night, especially next to the occupied square, the business of Wang Junsheng and his son is always good.

This kind of life lasted for a while, and Wang Rongxiu finally got tired of the small county town. He had played everything he should play, and eaten everything he should have eaten.

Therefore, Wang Junsheng and his son decided to change places.

The next stop is naturally the provincial capital. The quality of people in the provincial capital is higher. Wang Junsheng feels that the business of his dog skin plaster is better. People in big cities have a lot of money, so they buy two plasters to stick on. Not bad, is it?

No, Wang Junsheng's target audience has always been very clear, that is, those old men and old ladies who are idle and boring, or else, all kinds of migrant workers wandering around.

These people would not go to the hospital to buy medicine even if they have some minor ailment, instead they just randomly buy some painkillers at the pharmacy, which is already considered good.

So the appearance of Wang Junshen can be regarded as filling a gap in a certain sense. Although maybe, maybe, maybe I will be deceived, but the loss is not big, isn't it?

Moreover, Wang Junsheng and his son look like human beings, and they don't look like liars, so everyone is willing to let him show them to themselves.

After that, although it took a little longer, the plaster that couldn't hold him still had some effect. For example, it felt good for rheumatism and the like.

But all of this was only known after Wang Junsheng left. This is called regret in everyone's heart. If I had known that the doctor was a miracle doctor, would I not have to suffer from the pain from now on?

Otherwise, it would be good to buy more plasters!

Over time, Wang Junsheng won a little fame. Fortunately, he didn't stay in each place for too long, so he didn't know much about this kind of thing.

Wang Junsheng and his son traveled from south to north, from east to west, and traveled all over the country. Along the way, Wang Rongxiu was not the only one who grew up. Both father and son had different perceptions.

At the last stop, the father and son finally arrived at the place Wang Rongxiu was most looking forward to, the United States.

It is said that they came for vampires, but unfortunately, in the end, not to mention vampires, even werewolves didn't see a single one!

But it's not without good news. Wang Junsheng's dog skin plaster is better bought here than anywhere else. Is this considered to be an export earning?

In a sense, it can be regarded as a great contribution to the country, right?

Wang Junsheng raised the price of the plaster thirty to fifty times, and then thought happily.

Of course, he continued to provide this stuff, and found a Chinese medicine grocery store, and the two hit it off and started a cooperation.

Wang Junsheng finally has a fixed income, so he doesn't have to worry about making a living.

Wang Rongxiu's cognition of the United States is obviously all from film and television dramas. Now he sees the real United States, and he is inevitably disappointed.

Fortunately, they are tourists, not long-term residents, so after picking up a few words about the monotonous and unpalatable food, they stopped talking.

Wang Rongxiu, who has a good spirit of self-entertainment, quickly adjusted his mentality, and determined his goal through the perception along the way.

He also wants to study medicine with his father, and then become a glorious and beloved barefoot doctor.

However, Wang Junsheng did not agree with it, but he did not strongly oppose it.

Later, when Wang Rongxiu was 20 years old, the father and son embarked on a journey back to China again. Wang Rongxiu received a notice from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and he needed to study Chinese medicine systematically.

Only relying on Wang Junsheng's teaching, he can certainly become a good doctor, but the future may not be bright. As a father, Wang Junsheng naturally has to think about his son's future.

That's why Wang Rongxiu has a master-level teacher, and he can feel the benevolence of a doctor with the national players, cultivate his feelings, and let Wang Rongxiu's sloppy temper get rid of a little bit. This is Wang Junsheng's purpose.

As for medical skills, he doesn't insist on it, he teaches what he can teach, and it's almost the same.What Wang Rongxiu lacks is experience, which cannot be forced, but can only be taken slowly.

After sending his son to school, Wang Junsheng returned to Zhaozhuang and spent the rest of his life here. After the big locust tree in Zhaozhuang died, another small locust tree as thick as a baby's arm appeared here.

Zhaozhuang seems to have not changed much in the past few decades, but it has become more and more a left-behind village, with more young people going out, and the rest are basically old people.

Even the children, there were not many of them. After Wang Junsheng sighed a few words, he started his life as a barefoot doctor again. Day after day, year after year, there was no change.

Wang Rongxiu went to school during the day and went home at night. If his father didn't let him make public and let him keep a low profile, he even wanted to eat three meals a day at home. The food in the cafeteria looked good at first, and it was okay to eat.

But at the end of January, you have no idea of ​​going to the cafeteria at all. As for the takeaways around, they are all magic horses.

Wang Rongxiu, who didn't want to cook by himself, could only come back to have a meal at night bitterly...

Of course, thousands of miles is not a big problem for him!

The life of father and son is simple but not boring.

At the age of 27, Wang Rongxiu finally escaped from the old master's grasp and was about to go to work in the hospital. On this day, he took over a mirror covered with copper rust from his father...