Chapter Seventy-Three: Rebirth after the Catastrophe
The light rain in the south of the Yangtze River is beginning to clear up, and the time is just right. Different landscapes and people, the same dilapidated temples and porridge, and time seems to still stay on the day when the injury was first healed.
It's just that three years is not a short time. Yutang followed her savior to travel to famous mountains and rivers, through poor towns, and saw all kinds of things in the world. She deeply understood that life, old age, illness, and death are just reincarnation. At this moment, she no longer holds grudges in her heart. Persistence, love and obsession.
Busy back and forth among the poor and sick, the elegant woman dressed in goose-yellow cloth, with combed hair and no makeup, has long lost her childishness, and her appearance in her 20s is more calm and less stubborn than before. "Uncle, you are The medicine is ready. Be sure to drink it while it's hot. It won't work if it's cold." While advising the medicine, there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. The old man drank it in one sip, "Girl, if all the doctors in the past were like you. "Old man, my disease will not be rooted." Yutang put the medicine bowl away and took his pulse again, "If you drink the medicine obediently, the root of the disease will be cured sooner or later. You must take good care of yourself like yesterday." If you use all your strength to act like a donkey, not only will you not get better, but you will suffer a lot when Doctor Lu comes back!"
The old man smiled like a child, "Yes, I will definitely drink the medicine on time. Dr. Lu is a grumpy old man who is very scared. If he suddenly gives us two more injections, eh, it will be so numb!" Everyone in front laughed out loud when they heard this. An old lady said, "You all think that Brother Xu's words are so easy. You must not know that he has another skill. We often listen to Jiangnan's Pingtan, but who of you I've heard of Jingyun Dagu, Brother Xu, please play a piece for us!" The old man touched his forehead, beat a few beats on his leg with his other hand, and patted his knee cheerfully, "Okay, let's play a piece, but you have to Someone gave us an erhu, but it doesn’t give us enough energy just to knock on this old wooden box!”
Yutang had not heard the local music for a long time, but she was happy to joke with them. She borrowed an erhu from a salesman and played a drama about Yu Boya breaking the harp. I answered the questions on the qin during the period, and burned the incense with the same loyalty..." It was just a song. The old aunt asked, "Although we rough people don't understand the music, it can be seen that the girl is very familiar with this big drum. After playing the qin, She was very attentive. Is she a native of the capital?" Yutang put down her erhu, her face calm as usual, "No, I am not lucky enough to be born at the feet of the emperor. I just have relatives in the capital and I have been there once or twice by chance." Old man Xu seemed to understand her expression and hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Yes, how could someone from the capital leave their hometown and come to Yangzhou to seek life!" Everyone stopped talking about this matter.
Lu Ming, still dressed as a hunter, walked into the medicine shed from a distance. When Yutang saw him, he twisted the handkerchief and handed it to him to wipe his face, "Why is it so fast this time? I figured you would arrive as soon as tomorrow morning. He smiled, and the fake beard at the corner of his lips turned up slightly, "There are many patients here, and I really can't trust your medical skills, so I hurried back." Yutang was very funny when she saw his appearance, and adjusted her attitude. Rubbing gum on the corners of his lips, "If you apply more makeup, your sunken spots will be exposed. I really don't understand that a good person has to make himself look so sloppy. It's autumn now. It's okay. If Aren't you afraid of getting pimples in the summer?" Lu Ming said as usual, "But don't forget what I do. If your words get out, won't it ruin your brand?"