Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 39
The old woman hurriedly turned around and climbed up the wooden ladder. As she walked, the ancient wooden ladder trembled, and even the ivy next to it shook loosely.

Seeing Song Wanzhi standing, the old noodle eater who could hardly keep his eyes open said, "Girl, come and sit here."

Song Wanzhi responded with a smile, then walked over and sat down, seeing the appearance of the two old people, she asked with a smile: "The old man is in good health."

The old man smiled and said, "Okay, okay, everything is fine. Hahaha."

The old woman next to him pushed him: "Stop showing off next to the little girl. With your body, who said in the middle of the night last night that you couldn't sleep because of your back pain?"

Song Wanzhi looked at the old man, then took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and said, "Actually, my grandpa also has this problem, and this is the medicine I took for him. Grandpa, take one pill a day when you go home, and it will be gone soon." alright."

The old man smiled and said: "What to eat! Haha, after living for so many years, sometimes pain is nothing. It's just that my wife often suffers from headaches and can't sleep at night."

"People are old, people are old." The old woman said with a smile.

Isn't it a kind of happiness to face life, old age, sickness and death so calmly?

Song Wanzhi smiled and said: "The old man I met was very kind. She doesn't charge me for dispensing medicine for my grandfather on weekdays. Next time I go, I will bring some for you two so that the old man and the old woman can sleep at night. better."

"Just give it to the old man."

"Just give it to this woman."

The two old people spoke at the same time, and Song Wanzhi felt even warmer in his heart, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay. I'll bring it some other day."

The two old people laughed at each other, and then said: "That's troublesome, little girl."

Song Wanzhi smiled and shook her head.

The two old men looked at the sky and said: "Little girl, let's go first, it's going to snow, otherwise my grandsons will kill me again later. My grandsons are more nagging than my wife."

Song Wanzhi stood up, helped the old woman up, and nodded: "Okay. Then you two go."

The two old men nodded, and then walked out of the old door with their hands supported.

Song Wanzhi smiled lightly.

Supporting each other for a lifetime, never leaving, how many people in the world can get it?
Song Wanzhi stood for a while, and the sound of "Deng Deng" footsteps came from the wooden ladder. Turning her head, Song Wanzhi saw the old woman walking down with a cup of tea. Song Wanzhi hurried forward to catch it.

Blue and white background, hot tea with snow embryos.

The old woman said: "Miss, be careful!"

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Yes."

In fact, doesn't tea get its flavor when it's hot?
Song Wanzhi took a sip slowly, almost spitting it out, but she still swallowed it calmly, but after she swallowed it, a burst of fragrant air flowed down her lungs, filling herself instantly The whole taste buds are like being in a green hill after a new rain.

Floating life is like a dream, what is joy?
Song Wanzhi drank it sip by sip, and at the end, layers of bitterness came out, and then was suppressed by the aroma, and then the bitterness came out again... It was like reading all the tastes in the world.

After finishing the tea, Song Wanzhi returned the teacup to the old woman, and glanced at the stairs again, the person who wanted to make tea didn't want to see anyone.

So he bowed slightly, thanked him, then turned and walked out the door.

When I walked out the door, it suddenly started to start a little snow, which was not big, and it melted as soon as it fell.

Song Wanzhi only felt the coolness of falling on her body. Instead of being cold, she felt another kind of peace. But just as she walked to another alley, she looked ahead and stopped suddenly.

(End of this chapter)