MTL - I Can See Through All Information-Chapter 27 Simple folk customs and bedtime stories
Chapter 27 Simple Folk Customs and Bedtime Stories
When Lu Qing took Xiaoyan back to the village, he saw the villagers gathering and chatting under the big tree in the village.
He was greeted with smiles.
“Aqing and Xiaoyan are back?” a villager said with a smile.
“Well, I just came back from Grandpa Chen.” Lu Qing nodded, a little confused, “What are you doing here? What happened?”
“No, no.” The villagers shook their heads repeatedly.
“Ah Qing, when you are learning from Dr. Chen, you must study hard and study hard!” At this time, an old man said.
“Lu Qing, do you know these nearby villages? Why should I choose to live in your village?”
After all, the two big fish he caught yesterday were quite shocking to everyone.
"What should we do?" Lu Qing was dumbfounded.
The moonlight shines onto the bed from outside the window, and you can just see the little guy's round eyes.
Therefore, even with the help of supernatural powers, the entire "Hundred Herbs Classic" has been memorized. Lu Qing still did not relax and studied the contents diligently.
Indeed, even he could feel that the villagers in the village were very simple.
Here, ten o'clock in the evening is considered to be a late night sleep.
“It’s rare that Dr. Chen is willing to teach you medical skills, so you must seize the opportunity!”
“Then why is our village different from others?”
Yes, what Lu Qing told was exactly the story of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven.
“Brother, Xiaoyan is not sleepy yet.”
“Brother, tell me a story. Xiaoyan also wants to hear the story about the little monkey from last time!” The little guy said his purpose.
What's more, as he becomes more familiar with the world, he believes that even the days will eventually be better for him.
“Unite and help each other, live in harmony with neighbors, and support each other.”
But he is a child after all, and he gets sleepy quickly, and the green turtle stone has a calming effect on the mind and soul.
“Okay.” Lu Qing sighed, “Where did we talk last time?”
The little guy is lying on the bed, covered with a small quilt.
“Lu Qing doesn’t know.”
He believed that even if Dr. Chen wanted to test him immediately, he would be able to pass.
Lu Qing still cooked fish for dinner, plus blanched a handful of wild vegetables picked from the yard.
In the final analysis, "Baicao Jing" is just a book introducing herbal medicine. It is a popular science medical book and does not involve any medical theory. It is not difficult to read it through.
Xiaoyan didn't even hear the little monkey officially proclaimed himself king, so her eyelids were already twitching and she fell into a deep sleep.
After dinner, it was already dark. After Lu Qing read for a while, it was completely dark.
Not to mention that Lu Qing has special powers to help him.
Fortunately, the village he was reborn into is today.
After returning home, Lu Qing asked Xiaoyan to play by herself, so he took out the "Baicao Jing" and continued reading.
“That’s because I like the folk customs of your village very much.”
When old doctor Chen helps sell the red moon carp, he will have a sum of money, enough to live with Xiaoyan for a while.
If you are reborn in a village with bad morals as the old doctor said, you will probably face a lot of troubles.
Looking at the concerned expressions on the faces of the villagers, Lu Qing felt a little dazed.
“Last time I mentioned that the little monkey wanted to be the king!” Xiaoyan remembered it very clearly.
This other world is not like the bustling world of his previous life. Nightlife begins in the early morning.
During this period, some villagers also came over and wanted to ask some questions about fishing.
He was a little lucky.
He recalled what the old doctor said to him before going down the mountain.
Thinking back to the conversation with the old doctor, and then looking at the villagers in front of him who showed great concern for him.
Now, although life is a bit harder, there are not so many bad things.
One hundred three. three. two two one. one seventy seven
“I don’t know much about this. Maybe you can ask the elders in the village in the future.”
Some people want to come over and get some sutras.
He regretted it a little.
However, after such an afternoon of review, his familiarity with the "Baicao Jing" has gone further.
“Xiao Yan, be good, go to bed early, we have to go to Grandpa Chen’s place tomorrow.” Lu Qing coaxed.
Otherwise, in a less popular village, he and Xiaoyan would probably have been treated coldly or even bullied.
After saying goodbye to the villagers, Lu Qing took Xiaoyan's hand and walked home, feeling very happy.
As long as he passes the test, he can officially study medicine with the old doctor, and he must seize this opportunity.
Other villagers also said.
Even if he cut everything off and ignored many details, Xiaoyan still listened with interest.
Time passed slowly while Lu Qing was reading.
“In these villages, there are rich, poor, benevolent and xenophobic people.”
“And the folk customs in your village are rare and simple.”
“Well, on this day, the monkeys were playing in the mountain stream and accidentally discovered a water curtain cave..."
"It's very different. Even if other villages are harmonious, they are not as supportive and benevolent as your village."
After putting away the books, Lu Qing prepared to put Xiaoyan to sleep.
"But Xiaoyan can't sleep." The little guy was lying.
After listening to the old doctor's words, Lu Qing was thoughtful at that time.
Lu Qing suddenly smiled and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely learn medical skills from Grandpa Chen with all my heart."
The family could not afford to light an oil lamp, so as soon as it got dark, he put away the books.
“Such a harmonious village is rare even in my travels for most of my life.”
What he values most now is the old doctor’s test.
"Yes, if you have any difficulties, just tell everyone. We are all from the same village, so there is no need to be so polite."
Where can I still live in my own home safely as I do now?
Two nights ago, Xiaoyan woke up in the middle of the night and kept crying. He couldn't stop coaxing her.
Fortunately, the story of the Monkey King is infinitely attractive to children.
Except for the unclear meaning of some words, there is almost no doubt about it.
In the end, I could only tell her a story, but the little one became addicted to it all of a sudden.
“Although the villagers occasionally quarrel, they do not become enemies. If someone’s family is in trouble, those who should help will still help.”
But when he saw Lu Qing reading in the yard, he still didn't dare to disturb him and quietly left.
"Old man, I have been traveling all over the country for decades. I have seen and lived in villages ranging from one thousand to eight hundred."
Generally everyone goes to bed at eight or nine o'clock after dark.
You can only use the impressions in your mind to organize your own language.
“Grandpa Chen, I heard you just say that the villages outside seem to be different from our village?” Lu Qing asked at that time.
“When I first arrived in your village, I was attracted by the simplicity and simplicity, and finally decided to live in the village.”
However, he did not read the original work carefully in his previous life, and he actually did not remember the specific plot of the story very clearly.
Lu Qing gently covered her with the quilt and was about to return to his bed.
Suddenly, I heard a sound coming from outside.
(End of this chapter)