old house bird thing

The shop clerk was quite kind, and helped Xiangxiang carry the patient to the small building, and Xiangxiang placed him in the room where Mrs. Wang lived in the past.The patient still had a bag, which, like his owner, exuded a sour smell. Xiangxiang pinched a corner of the bag with two fingers and threw it under the patient's bed.

After a while, the doctor invited by the waiter came over. The doctor had a white beard and was wearing a navy blue gown. He looked like a fairy, but he pretended to have the pulse for a long time, and then shook it like a rattle. Shaking his head, his white beard danced in beautiful curves with his head. He only heard him say: "This man suffered from severe typhoid fever, and he was not treated in time. Now he has a high fever. I'm afraid there is no way to save him. Here I am." There is an old ginseng, and he can hang his life for another day or two."

Xiangxiang asked, "What are you selling ginseng for?"

The old man stroked his beard with a smile: "100 yuan ocean."

==Xiangxiang took out a piece of ocean from his pocket and handed it to the old man: "This is your old doctor's fee, please go slowly."

The old man was pushed out of the door by Xiangxiang, and kept yelling along the way: "You people, you are willing to die for a little money. My old man is kind, how about giving you a [-]% discount?"

It was almost 8 o'clock at this time, and it was the weather in April and May, and it was still a little cool at night. Xiangxiang squatted in front of the patient's bed and said, "It's not that I feel sorry for the 100 yuan ocean. You see, we are not relatives, so let's use it." If you die, it may not be able to save you, right? So let’s try the local method. It’s just right to save you. If you can’t save you, we will buy you a coffin. After you die, don’t complain that we didn’t take 100 yuan help you."

Xiangxiang stretched out his claws, and stripped off the man's clothes three times and two times. To be honest, the man was really dirty and smelly. I don't know how long he hasn't bathed. There are still many yellow and yellow stains on his face and chest. Xiangxiang picked the green thing with his fingernails, it seemed to be moldy vomit.

Finding a rag and taking out a bottle of sorghum wine that had been stored for several years, Xiangxiang started a great project, rubbing alcohol on the man's limbs, armpits and back, and then found a grate to scrape the man's body, every day After scraping, it turned out to be a disgusting old strip of mud. Xiangxiang took out a shoe brush again, and with a frowning face, he swept the old strip of mud off the man's back, then scraped again, and then swept again, until the man's back turned purple That's it.

The old ancestor's treatment method was also very effective. The man's fever subsided before midnight. At first, Xiangxiang felt that the man's body temperature had cooled down and thought he was dying, so he felt his pulse nervously.

Early the next morning, Xiangxiang went to a nearby vegetable market and bought two packs of willow leaf steamed dumplings. The sister-in-law also gave Xiangxiang a bowl of fragrant soy milk.When Xiangxiang returned home, the man was still asleep, only occasionally uttering a few words of nonsense. Xiangxiang thought his face was disgusting, so he wiped the dry vomit off his face, revealing a fair face with a soft and tender face. The outline, the facial features are detailed, the eyebrows are delicate, and the corners of the eyes fly upwards.

Xiangxiang froze there immediately, and after a while, he stretched out his paws and touched the man's chest back and forth a few times, as if an old lady was touching mahjong, and finally he breathed out a sigh of relief , It's really peaceful. According to my experience of being a woman for more than [-] years, this person is definitely and definitely a man.

Before he had time to wipe the sweat off his forehead, Xiangxiang suddenly felt a chill on his back, and the temperature around him dropped by three degrees. Xiangxiang's small eyes glanced at the head of the bed, and a pair of dark, bright eyes were looking at him. Looking at Xiangxiang with a little anger or grievance, his sickly pale face also showed an unnatural blush at this time, as if he was angry, and his thin eyebrows were wrinkled into a ball.

"Woo...cough...cough cough cough..." He struggled to sit up, but he had been lying in bed for three months before, and he was very sick last night, how could he have any strength?Shaking his limbs like a little turtle, he lay back down weakly, and then coughed desperately, his face flushed with boredom, looking a little scary.

Xiangxiang silently put away his An Lushan claws, and then said innocently: "I just want to see if you have breasts."

As soon as the words fell, the person on the bed rolled his eyes and passed out again.

Xiangxiang was taken aback, and immediately pinched the person, stroked his back, and pressed Tianchi. The man finally woke up faintly under Xiangxiang's hot hands, and Xiangxiang quickly helped him up, and then sent the cold Chinese medicine to him. to his mouth.The man was too weak to swallow the decoction, so Xiangxiang had to grab his chin and pour it in, choking the man's nose and mouth full of medicine, half a bowl of medicine was sprayed out, but the culprit frowned. She said with a straight face: "Why do you have to take such trouble to take medicine? If the bed sheets are dirty, who can wash them? That's all right, you can go to sleep again. I'll go outside and buy you a bowl of porridge."

Cantonese porridge is a well-known snack. When Xiangxiang was in college, this snack made his otaku career a rainbow-like scene, and now he really enjoys it.Xiangxiang sat at a roadside stall and ordered a bowl of cod porridge, a stack of pumpkin cakes, and a piece of stinky fermented bean curd, his face was full of greasy food.

At this moment, a dirty towel fell on Xiangxiang's table with a bang, and Xiangxiang jumped, but when he looked up, he was a tall, burly young man with a dark face.

"Hey, is that you? My sister's man." The young man said with his neck raised.

Xiangxiang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed dryly and said, "You...have you admitted the wrong person?"

The man sat down across from Xiangxiang carelessly: "I didn't admit my mistake, how could I admit that you are a dog? Bring me a bowl of porridge." He yelled at the owner of the porridge shop.

The owner of the porridge stall frowned: "Go, go, you poor bastard, don't bother our customers, or I'll call the police."

"Hey, don't you look down on others? This person is my brother-in-law." The little gangster said.

The owner of the porridge shop shouted: "Get out! I don't even look at what you are. This gentleman looks like a high-class person. How could he know you, a local ruffian? I think you just want to make money. Get out, come again If you disturb my business, I will find someone to beat you to death."

The little gangster snorted and stood up and said, "Bullshit." Then he looked at Xiangxiang and said, "My sister's name is Zhou Lanxin, you won't say you don't know her, right? I saw that she often came to your place for a while This house has been looking for you for five or six years, but I never thought you would show up again."

He looked Xiangxiang up and down, saw that Xiangxiang was wearing a neat Chinese tunic suit, dark leather shoes on his feet, and a shiny watch on his wrist, and said with a sneer, "That's right, a classy person like you... "He said and lifted his buttocks and left.

Xiangxiang was also surprised when he heard Zhou Lanxin mentioned. After that incident, he was always afraid that Mr. Du would really catch Zhou Lanxin and soak it in a pig cage, so he hurriedly got up and asked, "Is she okay? Where is she now?"

The man paused, looked at Xiangxiang with an unclear expression, and said, "There is a small alley on Changqing Road in the north gate, go there and ask."

It was a very dirty and messy place, full of rubbish and smelly, and Xiangxiang was always afraid that someone would pop up and rob him.After asking around, Xiangxiang finally found a small low house at the end of the alley.

A woman with heavy makeup opened the door. She was wearing a gorgeous long cheongsam, her long curly hair hung down to her waist, and she was holding a cigarette rod in her hand.She looked Xiangxiang up and down, and found that he was a tall and thin young man in a Chinese tunic suit, with sharp eyebrows, eagle nose and thin lips, so she smiled at the corner of her mouth, leaned against the edge of the door, and slowly took a puff of cigarette, but didn't care. say.

"This... miss, may I ask... does Miss Zhou Lanxin live here?" Xiang Xiang asked her unnaturally.

The woman stroked her long hair on her shoulders, and said with a charming smile, "Young man, come in."

Xiangxiang was a little scared when he saw the darkness in the house, and just said: "Thank you for your kindness, I'm afraid it will disturb you, so... can I let her come out to see me?"

The woman burst out laughing when she heard this, she leaned back and forth, stretched out her hand to touch Xiang Xiang's face, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, come in, why does Miss Lan Xin love you if you don't come in?"

Xiangxiang was so frightened that he almost fell down the steps. He asked, "This is... a kiln?"

Seeing that Xiangxiang avoided her hand, the woman said with a grim expression, "Yeah, if you're not here to have fun, get out, and disturb people's dreams in broad daylight."

Xiangxiang suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and left after saying sorry to the woman. He never imagined that the innocent and beautiful girl would end up here.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, the wind blew over, a small grass swayed slightly, and the surroundings were very quiet, as if in a demonstration, serious and solemn, it said this was a real world.