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

Chapter 918

Folding flowers, picking tea, picking herbs.

Song Wanzhi waited here quietly.

In this small village, Song Wanzhi found a few yellowed books, hoping to learn from them what kind of era we are in, but very few people found them.

Song Wanzhi wanted to go out to see if she could find a way out, but she found that she was trapped here, and there was no way to go out to have a look for the time being.

She sealed the new tea picked before the Qingming Rain and kept it there, and gave it to Su Mengchen when he came.

She wandered around the mountains, dried honeysuckle vines, periwinkle, yellow vines, etc., and then gave them to other people in the village, and because she could read a few words, the village head asked her to teach them with another master. Children learn to read.

There was no paper in the village, so they wrote on the ground with charcoal and sticks in the yard.

The white tung flowers on the top of the head fell to the ground one by one, Song Wanzhi taught them to write "tung flowers" and taught them to read the sentence "tung flowers Wanli Guanshan Road, the young phoenix is ​​as clear as the old phoenix".

Xiao Xuesheng was sitting in the room, holding a needle and thread, and caught a glimpse of the girl squatting on the ground, wearing coarse sackcloth, tirelessly teaching a clumsy child: "Tong-hua-, take your time, and read after my sister."

The child couldn't speak clearly, but whenever he spoke, Song Wanzhi would reach out and touch her head as a reward.

Suddenly, some long-term memories emerged from his mind, which were completely erased by him. He opened his mouth clumsily, just to say a word to that girl, but until now, he They all clearly remembered that the girl was wearing a dress inlaid with pearls and jade, laughing.

The young man at that time was sensitive, even though he had never been in contact with too many people, he knew that the laughter contained a deep sense of ridicule, but when he saw the dimple on the corner of the girl's lips, he felt that it was nothing.

And when he was thinking, the old man who was teaching him next to him had already raised the ruler in his hand, and then hit his palm: "Do it well!"

Xiao Xuesheng came to her senses, and then continued to work quietly.

He has always been used to forbearance.

During spring plowing, Song Wanzhi also went out to help. The body of the woman here is different from that of the outside, even Xiuxiu is a little girl who can carry things easily, not to mention the village head's daughter Aying.

Song Wanzhi beside them could only help, pour tea for them, and then handed them a cloth to wipe sweat in the sun.

She handed the tea to Ah Ying.

Ah Ying looked at her, took the water but didn't drink it, looked at her with some embarrassment, shy for a while, and then said: "I, I just want to ask, can the one in Mr. Xiao's family do it?"

Song Wanzhi looked at the girl's sun-tanned face, which was rarely seen with a trace of red, and smiled, "It's okay."

Ah Ying was a little lonely, and she said again: "I, I was really...I didn't do it on purpose that day, I just liked it so much, I couldn't control it for a while, you, you help me talk to him a few more words Good word."

Song Wanzhi looked at her anxious look, smiled and said, "I know, I will tell her for you."

Aying's face immediately became happy. For people like them, joy and sadness come easily. Aying looked around, then quietly took out an old box from her sleeve, and quietly Handed it to Song Wanzhi, hesitantly said: "A few days ago, I saw that Mr. Xiao had a wound on his hand. This is a good thing from my family. It was salvaged in the sea before. You, you help me, help me Shall I give it to him? Well, don’t say I gave it to you.”

Song Wanzhi looked at the girl's expectant gaze, so she nodded, "Okay."

Ah Ying grinned instantly, and then hurriedly said, "I'm off to work!"

Leaving happily.

Song Wanzhi grabbed the box and couldn't help smiling.

After the spring plowing, Song Wanzhi followed them to clean at the seaside. The vast expanse of blue waves piled up with snowflakes under the spring sunshine, and conch shells fell on the fine sand. Xiuxiu picked up a conch with a special shape, and looked at There was a word in it.

She looked at Song Wanzhi and said with a smile: "Sister Wanzhi, this conch shell can keep the voice. Every year we will say what we wish in it, or throw it into the sea, or hang it on a tree. I heard it is very effective. !"

She smiled, and then said loudly: "I want to find a good wife!"

After speaking, he threw it into the sea.

Song Wanzhi glanced over, and saw that everyone was barefoot, sinking into the wet beach, and then happily said to the conch, someone picked up the conch, and then quietly put it into his arms, Obviously ready to hang quietly on a tree.

Song Wanzhi lowered her head, and saw a small crab coming out of a small conch shell, running across Song Wanzhi's instep, stepping on her instep with a slight itchiness, but also with a different kind of gentleness.

The little crab passed through her instep, and then waved its pincers to the distance. When the thin sea came up, the little crab hurriedly burrowed into the sand, waiting for the sea to recede.

Song Wanzhi bent down, picked up the little conch, and rubbed it in his hand.

And read this voice in this life.

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The box that Ah Ying gave was very delicate, but Song Wanzhi smelled the smell and knew that the good medicine inside was no longer usable after it had been stored for some time.

Their family was reluctant to use this thing, but let it be brought to Xiao Xuesheng...

Song Wanzhi thought of this, then opened the box, fiddled with the medicine inside, made a medicinal paste and put it in, and then went to find Xiao Xuesheng.

When he saw Xiao Xuesheng, he stood under the tung tree and looked up at the moon in the sky.

When he saw Song Wanzhi coming, a mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't speak.

Song Wanzhi walked over, put the small medicine box on the stone under the tung tree, and said, "This is what Ah Ying gave you. After you wipe this, the wound on your hand will heal faster."

Xiao Xuesheng snorted coldly, then picked up the medicine box on it, then threw it into the water tank: "I need this thing?"

Song Wanzhi looked at the medicine box on the water and said, "If I were you, then in this environment, I would accept it. Of course, you are not me. I know you don't care about other people's thoughts now, but I just want to Tell you, your forbearance should not be to deal with these simple villagers, but to deal with those who are stronger than you. You have been forbearing for so many years, haven't you?"

Xiao Xuesheng's eyes turned cold for an instant, the girl still looked at him without hesitation, and then said: "We are foreigners, shouldn't our first thought be to go out?"

Song Wanzhi lowered her eyes, then took out an exquisite medicine box from her sleeve, placed it gently on the stone table, and turned around.

"It's just another person's heart. I think, in this world, no one knows the value of a heart better than you. This is a gift from Aying. I just gave it to you. Whatever you want, it's up to you."

Xiao Xuesheng's eyes instantly fell on her back, with thorns.

Song Wanzhi lifted her footsteps and walked away. When she turned out of the door, she heard the sound from the water tank. She lowered her eyebrows and continued walking.

Time flies by, the peach blossoms are withering, and summer is here, Song Wanzhi is still collecting herbs to cook, teaching children to read, sometimes wandering around, trying to find some traces, but in the end he found nothing .

In a month or two, if other people were to fall into this place where they might be locked up for a lifetime, they might also become restless and crazy.

However, Song Wanzhi was calm and peaceful, just living a good life every day, doing things with the villagers, drying and steaming the peach blossom petals, sealing them with wine, and putting them under the tree.For her, the abyss of evil was one of the most difficult days. At that time, everything was closed, and every day was like a year, but here, living with everyone, it feels like time flows like water.

Reality and nothingness exist at the same time. For everyone, the seventh volume of time may be a world of nothingness, but she feels reality.

And Xiao Xuesheng kept a ray of soul, traveled through thousands of years, and didn't know how long he lived alone, so he didn't feel anything.

Since that day, Song Wanzhi seldom saw Xiao Xuesheng. For her, this person was in a daze because of Xiao Xueyi. Later, it was revealed that this person was real. Up to now, it was only Madam Qi's apology.

As long as it doesn't touch her bottom line, she's not going to do anything.

Song Wanzhi is still waiting, waiting for Su Mengchen's arrival.

And this kind of waiting was finally broken on a summer night.

In the morning, the weather was quite good, the sun shone on the water, and I didn’t know where was the sky and where was the water, because the fish spawned in spring, and now it’s just summer, after busy spring plowing, the people in the village gave the only big fishing boat in the village to Push it out, and then prepare to go fishing in the sea.

However, no one expected that the sky would suddenly change as the evening approached, and dark clouds swept over from the sky in an instant, and everyone standing by the sea could see the frightening lightning and thunder intertwined in the suddenly darkened sky. Then, the heavy rain pulled from the end of the sea and sky and smashed down in an instant.

The people of the whole village stood by the sea, their faces pale.

The weather in the morning was still so good. Looking at the glow and the surrounding conditions, the old people in the village judged based on years of experience that there would be several consecutive days of sunny days, but who would have thought that it would suddenly rain heavily?Such terrible heavy rain and strong wind, their ship could not resist at all.

What's more, Ah Ying and three other strong girls in the village are still on it.

Everyone looked anxiously at the surface of the sea. The violent wind and rain engulfed people's vision. However, under the lightning, the waves rolled up, and the waves were more than ten meters long!

A girl next to her rolled up her sleeves and said, "Village chief! The boat in our house is still there! Let's go find Ah Ying!"

The elderly woman sat there with a slightly pale face, but her eyes were as bright as a torch: "Now, go back to me immediately! No one is allowed to come out for me today! Close the gate and support the house, the wind is very strong tonight." Everyone, please pay attention!"

Song Wanzhi stood behind the crowd and looked at the village chief with admiration.

Everyone listened, and there was no words for a while, and in this short period of time, the rain had already been forced from the end of the sky.

The village chief immediately shouted: "Go!"

Only then did everyone turn around, and then turned around and walked towards their own homes.

Song Wanzhi was at the end, watching the countless small crabs on the beach rushing towards the shore and slowly covering the whole world.

What are they doing on the beach?
Song Wanzhi lowered her head and took a look.

But Xiao Xuesheng, who was standing beside him, stopped.

Even though the two of them don't have any spiritual knowledge and force now, their intuition tells them that something must be approaching.

Is it raining?

And at the moment of this pause, the torrential rain slammed down on them like beads.

The whole world was occupied by the sound of rain, this is another world covered by rain, the raindrops fell on her body, it was cold, she raised her head, then looked at the thousands of beads, then turned her head.

Master Xiao Xuesheng followed and turned his head.

But Xiuxiu, who was running ahead, didn't see Song Wanzhi who was by her side all the time, turned her head hastily, and then shouted, "Sister Wanzhi! Hurry up!"

But in an instant, her voice paused, and she said in surprise: "Boat! Sister Aying is back! Village chief! They're back!"

The little girl's pleasantly surprised voice rang in everyone's ears, and everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look. When they saw it, they found a small fishing lantern in the dark world. It was the only shofar lantern in the village. Yue saw the shadow of a boat, which was the boat they sailed out in the morning.

At this time, everyone was overjoyed, and the village chief's eyes were filled with tears. This is really a twists and turns!

The village chief said happily: "Go! Go pull the boat with me!"

As soon as the people heard it, they immediately followed up one after another.

The torrential rain poured down in an instant, drenching them all, but no one could control them at this time.

I hope that in front of my eyes, people will be fine.

Everyone rushed past Song Wanzhi and wanted to go forward, but just as he moved, Song Wanzhi raised his hand and said, "Everyone, wait."

But the rain was too loud and everyone was too happy, so they didn't hear or pay much attention to Song Wanzhi's words for a while.

Song Wanzhi stretched out her hand and took the village chief's hand: "Village chief, please wait."

Xiuxiu said: "To my sister in the evening, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it after we bring Sister Aying back."

Song Wanzhi said: "Village Chief, something is wrong."

The village head comforted: "Is this the first time you've seen her? The sea is rough, don't be afraid, it's all close to the shore, nothing to worry about! Just stay here and we'll bring Aying back."

Said happily and walked forward.

However, just as everyone stepped forward, suddenly, a person exclaimed: "That! What is that!"

People's footsteps paused, and then they raised their heads in surprise.

I saw a huge black shadow appearing behind the small boat, like a mountain floating from the sea, and on that mountain, there was even a little bit of fire.

That's real fire.

In the largest clump, one can even describe its shape.

It was a jumping flame.

The flame is very safe, burning very vigorously, and the flame is still jumping up and down.

However, in such a violent storm, isn't that unobstructed flame something frightening?

At this time, people feel the coldness, that kind of coldness does not come from the outside, but from the inside, the coldness caused by fear.

Their boat followed the waves and stopped in the shallows.

Resisting the fear, the village chief shouted tremblingly: "Aying! Aying! Are you up there?"

But the storm drowned out all her voices.

At this time, the mountain was still approaching.

But when the mountain-like shadow appeared in front of everyone, everyone froze there and gasped.

That's not a mountain, that's a boat.

It was a ship they had never imagined in their lives.

Song Wanzhi had never seen it either.

Because she really couldn't figure out how such a big ship sailed in this sea area.

The wind is stronger, the rain is more urgent, the lightning is tearing, and the thunder is roaring.

Only the big boat like the mountain stands still.

The boat was covered with rust and moss, and some weeds even came out of the gap, swinging in the storm and blooming red flowers.

This is a wreck.

In a daze, a thought flashed through Song Wanzhi's mind.

this ship...

However, before Song Wanzhi could react, the big ship suddenly made a "clang", and then a huge wooden plank was lowered.

The sea whips up waves, and the shallows sink.

Then, a majestic and stiff voice sounded: "Get on board—"

(End of this chapter)