After waking up

Although they are a hereditary baronet family, the Jonest family cannot be compared with other noble families. In the eyes of the nobles, they are the kind of down-and-out family that has difficulty maintaining basic decency, but the people of the Jonest family don't care about this.

Buck, the old butler who watched the two brothers grow up at home, has a relationship with them that is more like family than master and servant.

Although it was a bit sudden for Mulan to retire and return home this time, the war was over after all, and many officers would make such applications. His return home heated up the atmosphere in the Jonest family, and also allowed Mulan to settle in this familiar but unfamiliar world. I felt the same strong family affection.

Every day, Old Buck would try his best to cook Mulan's favorite food. Whenever Mulan got up, he would help Mulan make her bed, wash her clothes and tidy her room, showing all kinds of meticulous care.

This forced Mulan to change the habit of spreading the quilt after getting up. The first thing he did when he got up every day was to flatten or fold the quilt himself. He also tried his best to tidy the room so that Old Buck would not have to clean it all the time.

It's a pity that in that colorful 21st century, apart from running around for life, Mulan or Li Xiu spends most of their free time at home. They never fold the quilt when they get up. The room is very messy but they can find their own things. , how could it be so regular now.

Of course, these are just minor problems even if they are not used to it. What really bothers Mulan is the problem of insomnia. In the few days after returning home, Mulan only slept until dawn one day, and could not sleep well the rest of the time.

He would wake up at the slightest movement, and he would often have dreams. They were not all nightmares, but all kinds of weird dreams.

On the seventh day after returning home, in front of the old door of the house, an old man and a young man were standing there. The old man wore a vest over a casual trousers shirt. Even though the vest and trousers had been mended, they were very delicate and ingenious. , well-dressed and in good spirits, with his white hair and beard trimmed neatly, he was arranging the young man's clothes.

The young man has brown hair and black eyes. His hair is slightly curly and his eyes are very bright. He is tall and slightly thin. His arms are slightly open, trying not to affect the old man's movements.

"Master Mulan, don't think too much, it's all over."

The old man helped the young man straighten out his shirt and turn over the collar, and straightened the hem of his windbreaker jacket for him. His eyes glanced at Mulan's cuffs, and then he patted the corners of his clothes gently, with a satisfied smile. Take two steps away.

Mulan then put down his hand and smiled at the old man.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Buck. I'm neither depressed nor manic, I just have some insomnia."

"Okay then, here, pay attention to your injuries."

"Grandpa Buck, my injury is really almost healed!"

Old Buck took a top hat from the shelf on one side and handed it to Mulan. After the latter put on the hat, he turned sideways and gently opened the door. With the angle of the door turning, more and more light shone into the dim room. The interior also reveals the world of people passing by outside the door.

"Grandpa Buck, I'm leaving."

"Hey, be careful on the road and come back early. Dinner will be delicious!"

The old man leaned against the door, looking at Mulan who walked out and turned back to warn him. The latter showed a very sunny smile.

"It's great, I can't wait."

After saying this with a sense of expectation, Mulan left home and walked towards the street outside, heading towards this new world. His footsteps were neither urgent nor slow, walking slowly on this not-so-wide street. Soon they merged into a street that could carry four carriages parallelly.

The strong wind swept through the streets, and there were not many people on the streets. People were all in a hurry, and the carriages were traveling at a non-stop speed.

"Huhu."

A gust of wind whistled, and Mulan stretched out his hand to hold down his hat. The hair above his ears was swayed by the wind, and the windbreaker on his body was also thrown to one side by the wind.

Seeing many pedestrians on the street staggered by the strong wind, Mulan raised his head and looked at the sky, which looked a little gloomy above.

"Selling newspapers and selling newspapers~~Valentine Daily, the beautiful and noble Crown Prince Helier of Nice has ascended the throne as the empress of the empire~~A big storm is about to sweep through Valentine~~Selling newspapers and selling newspapers"

Not far away, a newsboy struggled to carry a slanted cloth bag and shouted loudly. When the strong wind blew, he would hold on to the wall of a roadside shop or a gas lamp on the street.

Mulan walked steadily towards the newsboy, who immediately started selling to him.

"Sir, buy a newspaper. It has the latest news from everywhere. It only costs ten pence a copy."

Mulan glanced at the newsboy's bulging cloth bag, touched the coins in his trouser pocket, and took out two.

"Buy one."

"Thank you sir, here is your newspaper."

The newsboy delivered the newspaper, took the money, and left with a smile. Due to the weather, fewer people came out recently, so the newspapers were naturally not easy to sell.

Mulan did not read the newspaper for the time being, grabbed it in his hand and continued to move forward. After walking for half a quarter of an hour, the street became obviously more prosperous and relatively lively.

There are all kinds of signboards with large characters on the street, including tailor shops, watch shops, gemstone shops, and not to mention several shops with glass cabinets filled with large jars of brightly colored liquids. They are pharmacy shops.

Mulan slowed down and used every sensory organ to feel everything around him. What he saw and heard made him feel as if he had stepped into the screen of the past, and it was far more vivid than any story on the screen!

In the end, Mulan stopped outside a medical clinic.

Old Buck had gone to the pharmacy to prepare some medicines for Mulan before, but none of them could relieve Mulan's insomnia, so this time Mulan planned to see a real doctor.

In fact, the medical services provided by professional doctors are very expensive. If ordinary people get sick, they usually go directly to the pharmacy. The pharmacist will make a preliminary judgment on the condition and give purchase suggestions. It is also a relatively affordable treatment for ordinary people. Way.

Due to the strong wind, the door of the medical center was closed, but there was a "Open" sign.

Mulan stood outside the door and knocked the door, and soon a woman opened the door for him.

"I'm Mullan, Mullan Jonest. I've made an appointment to see a doctor today."

"Ah, oh, come in! Mr. Jonest!"

When the woman opened the door, she looked at the young man in the wind, who was in a daze. She quickly came back to her senses and turned around to invite someone in. Her ears felt slightly hot.

Mulan nodded and entered the medical center. He knew that his current physical condition was better than that of his past.

'Honestly, I'm quite attractive! ’

Even Mulan couldn't help feeling smug in her heart.

However, the process of seeing a doctor was not smooth.

"Mr. Jonest, the medicines you have used are all appropriate, but they can't alleviate your condition at all?"

The old doctor wearing glasses asked confirmingly, and Mulan could only answer repeatedly.

"Increasing the dose of Enroco has some effect, but the pharmacist can't say it's good. Or should I increase the dose?"

The old doctor shook his head quickly.

"Please don't try this. If you take too much of some of these drugs, you may not wake up."

When the doctor said this, he frowned and thought about Mulan's condition, and then spoke for a long time.

"Mr. Jones, you are a soldier who came off the battlefield. Maybe your illness is also related to the war. If the medicine has little effect, I suggest you pray to God more and go to church more. It may have an effect."

"Thank you doctor."

Mulan forced a smile, stood up and said goodbye. The diagnosis given by the doctor was of little use, but the money still had to be given. As for praying, I'm sorry I'm not interested.

When he left the hospital, the wind outside seemed to be stronger. He did not choose to go home the same way, but took a detour through another busy road so that he could see more and learn more about this place.

Arriving at a street with less wind, Mulan unfolded the newspaper and saw the eye-catching headline on the front page at first glance - The Empress of the Empire Welcomes Us.

The long content is concisely stated that the first princess, Nishelil, has officially succeeded to the throne as the empress of the empire.

This matter was too far away from Mulan, but he couldn't help but jokingly think of an anime image with bristling hair, and then he immediately rummaged through the newspaper and found his update on the third page headline. News that cares.

And then, he saw another big headline - a big storm is about to envelop Valentine.

Mulan grabbed the newspaper and looked at the words "big storm" on it as if fascinated, and became a little dazed.

"Boom, boom, hoo. hoo."

Mulan raised his head and looked around. All he could see was a turbid and dim air flow. He seemed to be in the center of a super tornado, watching the continuous rotation of the storm, and various different colorful colors. As the storm continues to spread.

"Kechacha"

Mulan squeezed the newspaper tightly, and the hallucinations quickly faded, but his mental condition was not very good. He was a little dizzy and slightly tingling, and some bad memories from the battlefield also kept resurfacing.

"Depend on--"

Mulan roared, and all kinds of distracting thoughts were vented. The uncomfortable feeling was relieved, but it did not disappear completely. He grinned and prepared to go home immediately. His hallucinations could not only be explained by the sequelae of the battlefield, but also by ordinary people. There is no hope for a doctor.

As he quickened his pace to walk home, Mulan passed by a church, and the doctor's words echoed in his mind.

There are extraordinary mysterious things in this world. Does this kind of religious organization similar to a church really have special powers?

Just as he was thinking this, Mulan saw a familiar figure at the door of the church.

‘The good guy? ’

Seeing the young priest who bumped into the street light that day, Mulan stopped, thought for a moment, and walked forward. When he saw Mulan, the priest also nodded and smiled at him, showing a kind missionary look. .

It's just that the image of this priest in Mulan's heart has been solidified at the level of "good head", and there is no sense of sanctity no matter how decent he looks.

To Mulan's expectation, when he walked to the door of the church, his mental discomfort was significantly relieved, causing him to open his eyes slightly.