At this moment, Shi Zaitian raised his head and looked at Shi Ende and said, Dad, there is one thing. I won’t give in. When you go to the streets of Lion Town the day after tomorrow, you will definitely meet Tu Lengji. His left leg is injured and he is leaning on Wearing crutches.
Shi Ende sneered, not believing that his son was so awesome. But he remembered this sentence, and rushed to the streets of Lion Town on the morning of the third day. Sure enough, he saw Tu Lengji walking towards him with a cane. His left foot reached the ground and he was still standing on tiptoe. He was obviously injured. .
Shi Ende pretended not to understand the situation and deliberately asked, what happened? He said that a few days ago, he went up to a tree to chop branches for firewood and accidentally fell from the tree. Fortunately, he only injured his left leg and other parts of his body were unharmed. Tu Lengji thought that Shi Ende didn't know the truth, so he didn't tell the truth.
Tu Lengji hurried forward on crutches, his head slightly buried, as if he didn't want to talk to Shi Ende. When he passed by Shi Ende, he raised his head again and looked at the gate of the town health center not far ahead.
Late that night, he planned to pry open the kitchen door of Shi Ende's house and steal the bacon. Unexpectedly, he not only stole the chicken, but also lost the rice. It was like being pressed by a huge force, and I sat down. Just like that, my left leg sprained as soon as I knelt down. It went from pain to swelling, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
The next day, he found a nearby therapist who could treat bruises and bruises to knead it for a while and then put a plaster on it, but the swelling still did not subside by the third day. My family advised me not to waste time and go to the orthopedics department of a regular hospital to have a look.
So, that morning, he went to the town guard house and passed through the town streets. Unexpectedly, he met Shi Ende, the owner of the house of the prospective victim of his attempted theft, and he was always a little confused and uneasy in his heart.
That day, when Shi Ende came home, he raised his thumb like a flagpole in front of the three-year-old child and praised, Zaitian, you are really amazing, you are right. As soon as I arrived at the town street, I met Tu Lengji, just like As you said, his left leg was injured and he was on crutches.
This is a bit of a blessing in disguise. If you injure your leg by applying cold muscle, it will no longer be convenient for you to be a robber, and you will no longer be able to sneak around. Isn't this a good thing? Shi Zaitian watched his father nod as he spoke, and he continued to say that if Tu Leng Musi didn't break his leg this time, he would definitely commit a crime next time he steals.
What's the taboo? Shi Ende picked him up in excitement and asked.
If you do too much injustice, you will surely die! Shi Zaitian spoke like an adult, his round baby face suddenly turned cold, and asked, what taboo did he commit? If he hadn't broken his leg, he would have been caught stealing from a certain house tonight, and he would have been beaten until feces vomited out of his mouth, and he would have died.
Is it so scary? Schneider asked.
This is the consequences of his own instigation. The reason why he escaped this disaster was because his father had done some good deeds in building bridges and roads when he was in good health. He accumulated good deeds and resolved his death penalty, but his living crime still remained, so he happened to run into it. I sprayed the doors and windows with talisman water, so I broke my leg. Shi Zaitian talked about the cause and effect of applying cold muscle. He didn't look like a child, but he looked like a child.
Shi Ende felt proud, thinking that what he was holding was not an ordinary child, but a prodigy that could only be encountered. He was so happy that he spun Shi Zaitian in his arms around, then put him down and said, Zaitian, can Tu Leng Musi heal his injured leg?
Dad, didn’t you ask? Unless he comes to me. Shi Zaitian still said the same thing.
Shi Ende was silent at the moment. He looked down at the three-year-old child, but felt that he was as mature as a thirty-year-old adult. He only said one thing, in Tiantian, as a father, I have no choice but to follow your instructions. Shi Zaitian said "Yeah" and ran to the field to play with his friends, showing his innocent side as a child.
At this moment, a thick cloud in the sky was dispersed by the wind, revealing a bright and blue sky. The sunshine was like a colored pen, painting everything in Xianrendong Village with warm tones.
It should be said that Shi Ende is a good person after all. As his name suggests, he always shows kindness to others or repays kindness with hatred. At this moment, he always wanted to help a gang that tried to steal his house but broke his left leg. Tu Lengji always felt pitiful. Rumors about him from outside the village seemed to be lingering in his ears, saying that he His mother was mentally ill. Not long after he was born, it was the middle of winter and the door was covered with snow.
The mother who had been swaddling Tu Leng Mushu lost her nerve and actually opened the door and put the baby on the snow. His father discovered that he had shrunk into a ball with the cold, his muscles were so cold that he could not cry. The sound comes. If the father had been a step too late, the baby would have froze to death.
The father could not blame the crazy mother. He only blamed himself for not noticing in advance. He couldn't help but take the baby to the town health center for treatment.
When the doctor was writing the prescription, he asked the little boy what his name was. He said he hadn't named it yet. Then I remembered the scene where the baby was left in the snow and his body was so cold that he suddenly came up with three words: Doctor, my surname is Tu, let’s call my baby Tu Lengji!
So, the doctor wrote the name of the cold muscle application on the prescription. ...Later Tu Lengji grew up. Because his family was so poor, he almost ate every last meal. In this way, he had been sneaking around since he was a child. He could only eat secretly to fill his stomach. Over time, he formed a pattern that could not be reversed. bad habit.
Shi Ende thought he was disgusting and pitiful. Now that his left leg was injured in a fall, he was even more pitiful. He still wanted his child with supernatural powers to save him.
This thought came together, and somehow, Shi Zaitian knew it. He was playing a game of catching stones with a child. He suddenly stopped, ran to Shi Ende and said, Dad, you want me to help you apply cold muscles, but now is not the time, he won't listen.
Yeah? When Shi Ende asked, another thought arose in his mind: I won't listen to you. Anyway, you can cure poor Tu Lengji. I will go find him now and ask him to come to you. I hope his leg will recover soon. Shi Ende did not express this idea, but went directly to the neighboring village to find Tu Lengji, who was lame in his left leg and walked with a cane. He smiled and said, "Lengji, do you think your legs and feet are well?"
Why don't you want to? Tu Lengji said, bending down slightly and lifting up his left leg. The area from the knee to the ankle was swollen and the skin was black. He showed Shi Ende, raised his face, and said with a wry smile, "Can you cure me?"
I do not know what to do. But there is a three-year-old child who can help you cure it, I think it can be cured. Schneider affirmed.
Tu Lengji kept shaking his head, stamping on the ground with his crutch and saying, how is this possible? I was not cured at the town health center, so I was planning to ask my father to sell the Chinese New Year bacon at home to raise money and go to Qianshan County Hospital to see a highly skilled orthopedic surgeon. Don't make jokes like this in the future. I am laughing in front of others but behind others. My legs are injured. If you laugh at me like this, there is no guarantee that one day your legs may fall and be injured even worse.
I’m not trying to coax you, let alone laugh at you. It’s OK if you don’t believe it, but you have to remember what I said. If your leg injury is cured by the county hospital, or even the provincial hospital, or the national hospital, I’d love it. If it’s cured, No, you should come to me and I will introduce you to a three-year-old child to treat you.
Having said this, Shi Ende didn't even look at Tu Lengji's expression of dejection and loneliness, and left. On the way back, I was still thinking: What my three-year-old child said is really true, and now is not the time to apply cold muscle to save my skin.
One early morning a month later, Shi Ende heard someone knocking on the door and the sound of a cane scraping the floor, followed by a groan. Uncle Ende, do something good. Which three-year-old child do you think can treat me? Leg injury, is it true?
Shi Ende didn't answer. He was about to push up Shi Zaitian, who was still sleeping soundly on the other side of the bed. Unexpectedly, Shi Zaitian got up and said, Dad, don't worry, let me open the door. I knew it was Tu Leng Ji who came to my door.
Yes, there was indeed someone outside the door. He was still repeating his groan-laced screams, and he was even more irritated. Because there was no echo in the room for a while, he banged the cane loudly, startling him. A few sparrows were chirping and singing morning songs on the eaves.
Suddenly I heard footsteps approaching, and then the door opened, and what appeared in front of Tu Lengji was a smiling child, who was as tall as Tu Lengji's waist. The child said to Tu Lengji, "Uncle Tu, don't be impatient to find someone to treat your leg injury."
Are you Uncle Eun Tak's son? Tu Lengji who asked this question saw the child nodding and said, "Your father said that there is a three-year-old child who can treat leg injuries with me. I don't know if it is true or not." Is your dad at home?
You don’t care whether my dad is at home or not, I am the three-year-old child who is willing to treat his leg injury with you. My name is Shi Zaitian, you can just call me Zaitian. Shi Zaitian said, waving his hand to indicate that Tu Leng Ji should come into the room and sit down. Tu Lengji stood still, looked at the child with suspicion and asked, "What medicine are you using to treat me?"
I can cure you with heart medicine, but you have to cooperate. Shi Zaitian said.
What is heart medicine? Tu Lengji asked curiously, because this was the first time he heard this child say that diseases could be cured with heart medicine even when he was several decades old.
Come in and sit down! I'll tell you. Shi Zaitian waved his hand again and asked him to sit in the main room. When he came in, he did not sit down. Instead, he bent over and lifted up his left trousers, revealing a swollen green leg that was about to ulcerate for Shi Zaitian to see. , raised his head again and asked, what kind of heart medicine do you use to treat it?
Before Shi Zaitian could reply, Shi Ende came out of the room to grab Bai, Leng Ji, just listen to my family in Zaitian, he will tell you.
good! Tu Lengji said, letting go and putting down his pants to cover the ugly leg.
At this time, Yang Liuqing brewed a cup of hot tea and brought it over. He politely said, "Please have some tea."
Tu Lengji stretched out a hand to take the tea, but didn't drink it. He was about to put it aside. Suddenly, the hand holding the tea cup was pushed by something. Oh my god, the cup fell to the ground, and boiling water splashed on Tu Lengji's right leg. , it was so hot that he screamed. Then he slightly bent over and pulled up his trousers to see that his legs were all red.
Yang Liuqing apologized repeatedly and said, "I'm sorry."
Can't blame you. It's because I didn't take the tea well. It's because I was unlucky. My right leg was good, but it was burned by the boiling hot tea. But it doesn't matter, my skin is old and I won't get burned. When I say this, I don't mean to blame others.
Schneider said that this is also a good thing among bad things. It would be even worse if this cup of boiling tea was spilled on your ulcerated left leg.
