Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 101 Catch the Thief

The boy was patting the woman's back lightly, but he turned a deaf ear to Zhao Min who was at the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Min frowned, and stepped forward: "I'm a doctor, let me take your mother's pulse."

The boy looked at Zhao Min with some precautions in his eyes, but in Zhao Min's eyes he looked at him firmly and nodded at him.

The boy moved away from the bed, and gently laid her mother flat on the bed.

Tang Xiaomin squatted beside the bed. After taking his mother's pulse, she was relieved. It wasn't a serious illness, but the weather was still a bit cold this spring, and she just caught the cold and caught the wind chill.

After seeing Zhao Min standing up from the bed, the boy looked anxious: "How is my mother?"

Zhao Min looked at the medicine he threw on the table just now, stepped forward, took a look, and couldn't help laughing: "Your mother is suffering from wind-cold disease, what's the use of taking her the medicine for diarrhea?" ?”

The young man clenched his fists. After hearing Zhao Min's words, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. After a while, a few words came out of his mouth: "I can't read."

Hearing this reason, Zhao Min's expression froze for a moment, that's right, looking at Chen She in this room, he didn't have any extra money for him to go to school.

The boy lowered his head, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes. He felt a little ashamed to see others because of his mother's illness and the poverty of his family.

Zhao Min walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "There is no shame in being poor. What is shameful is lack of ambition. Stealing is a sign of lack of ambition. No matter what your reason is, stealing is wrong."

The boy's father passed away early when he was young.

It's not that his mother can't read a single word, since he was a child, no one has ever told him such a truth.

There were still tears in the boy's eyes, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Min in a daze.

I don't know why, Zhao Min has a special feeling of intimacy towards him in his heart, and he really wants to help him from the bottom of his heart.

"Wait here, I'll be right back."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Min walked out of the dilapidated thatched cottage, and returned to the inn after searching for his own memory.

As soon as he entered the alley of the inn, Zhao Min saw the shopkeeper waiting anxiously at the door of the inn.

When the shopkeeper saw Zhao Min coming from a distance, he hurried up to greet him: "Girl, where have you been? There are already customers here."

Only then did Zhao Min remember that it was time for lunch, so he hurriedly followed the shopkeeper into the inn.

After entering the inn, Zhao Min saw that many people were already sitting in the living room.

Zhao Min was not stage-frightened either, after expressing his apology to everyone openly, he went to the kitchen to do some busy work, which lasted for an hour or two.

After Zhao Min finished all the work, he sat on a chair and rested.

not good!That boy!

Only then did Zhao Min remember the reason why he hurried back to the inn.

When I walked to the door of the inn, I saw that the medicines displayed today had already been sold out.

Zhao Min put away the box containing the copper plate and the cloth on the ground, and after reaching the second floor, he prepared several pairs of medicines for the boy's mother, and then went to the boy's house.

From a distance, Zhao Min saw the young man sitting in front of his house with a lonely expression on his face.

Zhao Min sighed, apologizing for being late, and walked slowly in front of him.

The boy lowered his head, saw a pair of cloth shoes in front of him, raised his head and saw Zhao Min who was looking at him with a smile.

There were tears in the boy's eyes, and his tone was a little aggrieved: "I thought you wouldn't come."

Zhao Min stretched out her hand: "Sorry, I'm late."

The young man stared blankly at the pair of clean hands in front of his eyes, and then stretched out his right hand, but when it came into his sight, he looked at his dark hands, and thought timidly. To take it back.

But Zhao Min grabbed his hand and pulled him up from the ground: "Let's go, go in and make medicine for your mother."

After Zhao Min went in, he found an old pot, lit a fire in the yard, and boiled it with medicine.

After decocting the medicine, Zhao Min looked at the young man sitting at the door of the house, walked up to him, and sat down beside him.

"Why steal?"

The boy was holding a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth. After hearing Zhao Min's question, he was stunned for a moment, and spat out the dog's tail grass to the side: "I don't want my mother to die."

Zhao Min reached out and touched the back of the boy's head: "The original intention was good, but the method was wrong. Do you understand what I mean?"

The young man nodded slightly, but buried his head deeply in his arms, not daring to look up at Zhao Min.

This young man didn't look like a bad-hearted person, he just did such a wrong thing in a moment of impatience. As early as on the way here, Zhao Min had already thought about how to help the young man.

This Xiaobai was sent by the steamed stuffed bun shop to secretly learn his craft, so naturally he couldn't keep it, and the inn just needed a helper, Zhao Min thought this young man was very suitable.

"What's your name? How old are you?"

"My name is Tao Zhiyi, and I'm fifteen."

After listening to what the young man said, Zhao Min raised his eyebrows: "Who gave you this name? It sounds very nice!"

After hearing Zhao Min's question, the expression on the young man's face became dim.

Zhao Min realized that he seemed to have asked a question that shouldn't be asked, and immediately apologized to him: "I'm sorry, but if you don't want to answer, you don't need to say it."

Tao Zhiyi shook his head slightly: "It's okay, my father gave me this name. He used to be a teacher, but he died of illness when I was one year old. I don't remember his appearance. .”

After hearing about Tao Zhiyi's life experience, Zhao Min also sympathized with him, and felt more and more that the decision she made on the way here was correct.

"Do you want to rely on your own ability to make money and make your mother's illness better?"

Tao Zhiyi's eyes lit up: "Can I?"

Zhao Min was really puzzled by his big reaction. It stands to reason that if he was 15 years old and went out to do some work, he wouldn't be paid nothing.

Xu Shi could feel the doubts in Zhao Min's heart, and the boy lowered his head: "They all call me a wild species, and they don't want to work for me."

"Don't care what others say, as long as you stick to your heart, no matter what others say, it is impossible to shake your own heart."

Tao Zhiyi seemed to understand what Zhao Min said.

Zhao Min didn't intend to explain too much, sat up from the ground, walked to the medicine jar, saw that the medicine was almost gone, found a bowl, poured it out, and handed it to the young man: "Go and feed your mother the medicine." .”

(End of this chapter)