Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 148 The Flames of War ([-])

Chapter 148: The Flames of War ([-])

Her lips are red and her teeth are white, her brows are heroic and agile, and her jet-black hair hangs down naturally, making her face more delicate. She is wearing a cloak made of fine satin, and the snow-white fluff around her neck occasionally flutters slightly with the cold wind.

"Wow……"

"Whose lady is this, a good sign."

Just like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, she is not stained by dust and cannot be profaned.

In such a dangerous and bitterly cold place, where have you seen such a symbolic girl?They were all dumbfounded for a moment.

In the past few months, Ling Xiyue has rarely been so leisurely and relaxed. She stepped out for a walk under the morning glow, and her breath was refreshing. At this time, all the fatigue disappeared, and there was still a tough battle to be fought, so take the time to rest.

The subordinates of Jiuzhongdian all know that she has always advocated the combination of work and rest.

If Xiao Jiujun heard Ling Xiyue's thoughts, he would definitely cry: Why didn't he know?If he knew it, he would definitely carry it out firmly to the end.

The plan for a day is in the morning, and there are constant shouts on both sides of the street.

"Wonton, wonton!"

"Drink tea~"

……

Ling Xiyue looked left and right, with a faint smile.

"Girl, little girl..." Ling Xiyue was in the right mood, when she heard a timid voice beside her.

She turned her head and looked, and saw an old man with his dog around his waist calling her behind a booth made of a simple wooden plank. It looked like seventy or eighty, with a pair of hands that had been eroded by wind and frost like tree bark. With a red rope.

"Little girl, let's take a look." The old man smiled, and the creases on his face became more and more obvious.

Ling Xiyue pursed her lips, it was rare to be so patient, and she really walked over after hearing the words.

Perhaps because of Zhan Nantian, Ling Xiyue felt more warmth in her heart, and more humane than her in her previous life. Seeing such an old man, Ling Xiyue couldn't help but think of thousands of miles away. Grandpa outside.

In such a cold weather, the old man was only wearing a single shirt that was washed white and had many holes.

Seeing Ling Xiyue really came, the smile on his stooped face became more and more kind, and he happily introduced to Ling Xiyue, "Look, I have a lot of hair ropes here, all of which are your little girls' favorite styles, see if you like them , all made up by my wife, I will give you the cheapest price."

It was only then that Ling Xiyue noticed that there was an old woman beside the old man, sitting quietly beside him, fumbling for the rope in her hand, and her hands, which were as dry as the old man's, were constantly knitting.

Taking a closer look, she found that her eyes were slack and dull, and she was blind!
At this time, she suddenly coughed violently a few times.

"Old lady, is it cold? Do you want some hot water?" The old man immediately turned his head, covered the clothes on her body, and said anxiously, "I told you to stay at home and you insisted on coming here. If you are sick What should I do?"

The old woman looked over blindly, and waved her hands again and again, fearing that the business would be delayed, "I'm making a fuss, just cough twice, and I'll be fine soon, I'm fine, don't worry about me, call me girl."

"I'm not worried about you." The old man groaned.

Ling Xiyue couldn't help smiling as she watched.

Perhaps, this is the simplest and purest form of love, no matter rich or poor, support each other until the hair is gray.

"Little girl, I'm sorry, my wife is relatively weak, and I was too worried because of the wind and cold a few days ago..." The old man rubbed his tears as he spoke, and tried his best to suppress his choked voice, afraid of being caught by his side. People heard, "Oh, by the way, did you pick one you like?"

Really, why did he talk about this with the girl, isn't it just to cause trouble for others.

Holding a red rope in Ling Xiyue's hands, her eyes fell on the old lady. For some reason, she thought she was too busy to mind her own business, so she couldn't help asking, "Fenghan? Have you seen the doctor yet?"

"A poor family like us can't think highly of a doctor." The old man couldn't help but smiled wryly, and the dog put his arms around his body and looked at his wife distressedly, "Even if a doctor is willing to give a consultation, we can't afford medicine. .”

For this era, even a small wind and cold may kill a person!

That's why the old man was so panic-stricken.

Ling Xiyue raised her eyes again, and examined the old woman carefully, "Fortunately, it's not a viral cold, it's just a common cold, but if you don't take good care of it, you will have trouble sleeping like this sooner or later."

"Really?" The old man's eyes lit up.

Although he didn't understand it, he still understood the words "commonly catching a cold".

Ling Xiyue hummed.

The old man wiped the corners of his eyes with his skinny hand, and looked at the girl in front of him with a smile again, "Look and talk, girl, do you like it? It doesn't matter if you don't choose it, my wife is handy, and I will make up new ones every day. See you later."

"That's it." Ling Xiyue picked up the red string headband in her hand.

"okay!"

The old man was very happy to make the first business today.

"How much is tael?"

Ling Xiyue took another root.

"One ten cents, two I'll count you eighteen cents." The old man laughed from ear to ear.

Ling Xiyue nodded, and reached for her waist, but she was stunned as soon as she touched her waist. Only then was she very embarrassed to find that she was going to walk around and take a walk when she came out, and she didn't bring any money at all.

At this time, I don't have a penny on me!

"Eh..." Ling Xiyue laughed dryly, and put down her things, "Going out in a hurry, I don't have any money with me."

Hearing this, the smile on the old man's face was immediately replaced by disappointment, but it was fleeting, and soon he smiled cheerfully again, "It's okay, I think you like it very much, I will give you this red rope, anyway, it is the old lady herself Made it up, it doesn’t cost money.”

He picked up the red headband that Ling Xiyue picked out first, and handed it to her, "The little girl wears it beautifully." Suddenly thinking of something, he murmured, "If my granddaughter was here, she should be as old as you." Alright."

Ling Xiyue's heart was suddenly touched.

"Thank you." She took the red string from the old man's hand and thanked him very politely, "I'll send someone to bring the money to you later."

"No, no, no." The old man waved his hand.

It is said that it is not good to ask for more money for this little girl, but it does not look like a forced sale.

Ling Xiyue frowned slightly, glanced at the old woman, then quickly took off the cloak on her body, and walked over to put it on the old woman in a few steps.

"Old man?" The old lady felt her body suddenly warm, as if wrapped in the sun, very warm and comfortable. She didn't know what happened, she was a little at a loss, tugging on the trousers of the old man beside her, and called out.

"This, this..." The old man also panicked, "Girl, this is impossible!"

Looking at the material of this cloak, he probably wouldn't be able to buy it if he sold hundreds of hair ropes!
(End of this chapter)