Chapter 3 The little white dragon with two guns and fast legs

"I thought you were a deserter, and it wasn't a joke to let the gendarmerie catch you." Xiao Shunzi said casually.

Chen Zikun breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand holding the hilt of the knife also loosened.

A hawker who was carrying a burden came over with an old tofu, and Xiao Shunzi stopped him: "Come on two bowls." ”

The hawker put down his burden, quickly put two bowls of old tofu and handed it over, the snow-white tofu was still hot, poured with aged vinegar, soy sauce, pepper oil, chili oil, and minced green onions, the fragrance was incomparable, both of them were hungry, and after gobbling up a mouth, the hawker nodded and said: "Thank you, two eldest sons." ”

"I'll do it." Xiao Shunzi made a generous gesture, but his hand did not take it into his arms.

"It's delicious, don't be hungry, and have two more bowls." Chen Zikun took out a corner of Xiaoyang and handed it over.

The two of them ate four bowls of old tofu and padded their stomachs, and continued to move forward, seeing the guise of the small intestine Chen from a distance, Xiao Shunzi's eyes lit up again: "Big Chen, do you still eat stew?" ”

"Eat!" A categorical answer.

The two entered the shop and ordered two bowls of braised boiled fire, this small intestine Chen shop outside the front door is a semicolon opened by the authentic small intestine Chen heirs, the taste is thick, eat a bowl on a cold day, sweat and feel comfortable.

The two of them were full of food and drink, their stomachs were round, and Chen Zikun looked up and saw that the price was written on the water sign, a dime and a bowl, which was five times more expensive than the old tofu.

When meeting the account, Chen Zikun took out two silver horns and put them on the table, Xiao Shunzi said a little embarrassed: "Chen Da, you didn't find relatives, just come to my house to live, I have a place." ”

"Okay."

Xiao Shunzi's home is next to a stinky ditch outside Xuanwu Gate, it is a large compound where seven or eight families live, it is already dark, Xiao Shunzi led Chen Zikun to the door of the West Wing, there is no light shadow in the dark, and there is a low wheezing sound of men and women.

"Let's go out for a while." Xiao Shunzi turned his head and left, Chen Zikun vaguely guessed something, and followed him out of the yard and found a shelter from the wind to squat.

After a while, the sound of the door opening and closing came from the courtyard, "Yanhong, I'm leaving, you can send it off." "It's a man's broken voice.

"Come back when you're free, dead ghost." The woman's voice was coquettish and debauched.

"Let's go, let's go back." Xiao Shunzi stood up and returned to the door of his house with Chen Zikun, a woman in a green jacket was standing at the door, her white face didn't know how much lead powder had been smeared, and a stout back in the distance was slowly moving away.

"This is my sister, this is my friend Chen, who lives in our house today." Xiao Shunzi didn't look at the woman, and after a brief introduction, he pulled Chen Zikun into the door.

"Junzi, have you eaten, sister still has a few nests here." The eldest sister in the green cotton jacket came over with a basket containing wowotou, tofu and two green onions.

"After eating, the small intestine Chen's stew was boiled and burned, and I also ate two bowls of old tofu, and I was full." Xiao Junzi doesn't look at his sister either.

Yan Hong stood for a while, smiled politely at Chen Zikun, and went into the back room.

"You sleep with me, let's build a quilt to sleep." Xiao Shunzi pointed to a blue quilt on the kang and said, the quilt was dirty and smelled musty.

On a cold day, the kang is still cold, the window paper is broken and not repaired, the house is cold, Xiao Shunzi covers the kerosene lamp, and the two of them are carrying Chen Zikun's bed, covered with the blue flower quilt of Xiao Shunzi's house, and it doesn't take much effort to warm up, and it is in response to the old saying, the silly boy sleeps on the cool kang, all by firepower.

"Go to bed early, I'll take you to Dong'an Market to find relatives tomorrow." Xiao Shunzi was really tired, so he fell asleep and made a slight snoring sound without much effort.

But Chen Zikun couldn't sleep, he stared at the white ceiling, and a picture appeared in front of him, the big scoop took the brothers to leap horses and whip in the forest and sea snow field, smashed the kiln, beat the officials and soldiers, and ate meat and drank wine in large bowls.

The big scoop handle is second to none outside the pass, the number of the Kanto hero, the dreadlocks since the little Japan and the old Maozi in the year of the war outside the pass, until now there are more than ten years, Changshan good handmaidens are not many, but the hundred and ten brothers are well-known gunners, the big scoop handle under the four Liang Eight Pillars are all top have a monstrous ability, their own marksmanship and martial arts are learned from them, in the rivers and lakes to report the number two guns and fast legs of the little white dragon, that is the number one person in the bandit world.

I don't know if the big scoop is out of danger, his old man Ji has his own natural appearance, he must be able to turn evil into good fortune, and the second cabinet that has always regarded himself as a son, the one-eyed and lame blonde old hair, people say that he is a serious Russian baron, I don't know if he returned to Harbin......

Thinking about it, the blue slender figure at the train station suddenly jumped into his mind, he hadn't seen a woman before, but how could those vulgar ladies in the big car shops, theater troupes, and kilns outside the customs be compared with such beautiful, watery, and lovely Jiangnan girls.

I don't know what her name is, Chen Zikun sighed, and his hand involuntarily touched his neck, where hung a piece of mutton fat white jade, with two words engraved on it: Kunwu.

Maybe these two words contain the secret of his life experience, Chen Zikun can't be sure of his origin, his memory was erased by a fall from a horse two years ago, the big scoop handle, the second cabinet, and the grain platform They can't figure out their origins, all the mysteries will not be revealed until tomorrow, and the shopkeeper of the north and south goods named Chen Yongren must know his life experience.

After a long journey, he fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly a noise woke him up, and the habit he had developed over the years made him immediately grab the bayonet hidden in his arms, and a carp jumped up, looked left and right, and there was no one on the kang, and there were shaking lights in the yard, and there were muffling cries.

Chen Zikun put on his clothes and went out of the house, and the neighbors in the courtyard got up, gathered around the door of a family and talked about it, and the neighbors got up on a cold day, indicating that something was wrong. He squeezed straight up the door, and the room was full of people, and in the middle of the bed sat an old man with a goatee, who was taking the pulse of the middle-aged woman on the sickbed.

Next to the bed was a pair of children of the patient, looking at the old man with a goatee, Xiao Shunzi saw Chen Zikun coming in, leaned over and whispered: "His aunt can't stand the pain, Baoqing and I went to invite a doctor to see the patient, and I didn't call when I saw the fragrance you slept." ”

Chen Zikun nodded, didn't speak, he already understood what was going on from the neighbors' discussions, this aunt has a family of four, the man is a pastemaker, drinking and playing money outside all day long, all relying on the aunt to set up a cigarette stall to supplement the family, fortunately, the daughter Xing'er and her son Guo'er are very filial, otherwise this family would not have been able to survive.

The goatee finished his pulse and said in a tone: "Miscellaneous Diseases Flowing Rhino Candle? There are clouds, colic, and the pain of the heart and abdomen, or such as a hard board, or such as a rope turning, or such as a tendon hanging, or like a cone thorn, or like a knife scraping, the pain is extremely unbearable. Mild cases also have slight cramping, and the swelling is very stuffy. ”

The neighbors couldn't understand his words, and a loud old man in his fifties asked, "Doctor, hurry up and prescribe a prescription to save people, I'm afraid his aunt won't be able to stand it." ”

The goatee took out a silver needle from the box unhurriedly, stabbed it on the patient's right hand, and then picked up the pen and wrote a prescription slowly, and said slowly: "Outpatient two corners, four corners of the outpatient clinic, double the night clinic, and five corners of the prescription, see that you are not rich, just charge a piece of ocean." ”

Xing'er and Guo'er's sisters and brothers looked at each other, and there was no overnight food at home, so where could they get a piece of cash.

Neighbors, you and I scraped together the money, and Xiaoshunzi's sister Yanhong also gave a dime, but everyone didn't seem to want to see her, and the old man with a loud voice returned the dime silently: "Yanhong, it's enough." ”

The goatee took the money and left, leaving only a prescription with Chinese medicine that needed to be caught, such as scattered tang, mountain bean root, madder, honeysuckle, salvia, hawthorn, sulforaphane seed, and rootless water decoction.

These are all commonly used medicines that can be caught in the pharmacy, Tongrentang, Heniantang, Changchun Tang These time-honored pharmacies are open day and night, and the loud-voiced man handed over the money to the Xing'er sisters and brothers, and instructed: "Hurry up and grab the medicine to treat the disease, don't dare to delay." ”

"This is a violent disease, wait for the medicine to be brought and boiled again, the person will be gone for a long time, and you must quickly find Western medicine for treatment." An unfamiliar voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to see that it was Chen Zikun speaking.