Chapter 27: Simple Folk Customs and Bedtime Stories
When Lu Qing brought Xiaoyan back to the village, they saw the villagers gathered under a big tree and chatting.
He was greeted with smiles.
"Ah Qing and Xiao Yan are back?" a villager said with a smile.
"Yeah, I just came back from Grandpa Chen." Lu Qing nodded, a little confused, "What are you all doing here? Did something happen?"
"No, no." The villagers shook their heads.
"Ah Qing, when you learn from Doctor Chen, you must study hard!" said an old man at this time.
"Yes, if you have any difficulties, just tell everyone. We are all from the same village, no need to be so polite."
"It's rare that Doctor Chen is willing to teach you medicine, you must seize the opportunity!"
Other villagers also said.
Looking at the concerned expressions on the villagers' faces, Lu Qing was a little dazed.
He remembered what the old doctor had said to him before he went down the mountain.
"Lu Qing, do you know these nearby villages? Why should I choose to live in your village?"
"Lu Qing doesn't know."
"That's because I really like the customs of your village."
"I have traveled extensively for decades, and have seen and lived in at least eight hundred villages, if not a thousand."
"Among these villages, there are rich, poor, benevolent, and xenophobic ones, and so on."
"And the customs of the people in your village are rare and simple."
"Solidarity, mutual assistance, neighborly harmony, and mutual support."
"Although villagers occasionally quarrel, they are not enemies. If someone has problems, they will help him if necessary."
"Such a harmonious village is rare even in my travels throughout my life."
"When I first arrived in your village, I was attracted by the simplicity and honesty, and finally decided to live in the village."
After listening to the old doctor's words, Lu Qing was thoughtful.
Indeed, even he could feel that the villagers in the village were very simple and honest.
Otherwise, if they were in a village with a worse atmosphere, he and Xiaoyan would have been treated coldly or even bullied.
How can I live peacefully in my own home like I do now?
"Grandpa Chen, from what you said just now, the village outside seems to be different from our village?" Lu Qing asked at that time.
"It's very different. Even if other villages are harmonious, they are not like your village, where people support each other and have a spirit of benevolence and righteousness."
"Then why is our village different from others?"
"Well, I'm not sure about this either. Maybe you can ask the old people in the village later."
Thinking back to the conversation with the old doctor, he looked at the villagers in front of him who showed deep concern for him.
Lu Qing suddenly smiled and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, everyone. I will definitely study medicine from Grandpa Chen diligently."
After saying goodbye to the villagers, Lu Qing took Xiaoyan's hand and walked home, feeling very happy.
He was somewhat relieved.
Fortunately, he was reborn in the present village.
If I were reborn into the villages with bad morals that the old doctor mentioned, I would probably face a lot of troubles.
Although life is a bit harder now, there are not so many bad things.
What's more, as he became more familiar with this world, he believed that even the days would get better and better.
After returning home, Lu Qing asked Xiaoyan to play by herself, and he took out the "Baicao Jing" and continued reading.
After knowing the value of Red Moon Carp, he became less eager to find ways to make money.
After Doctor Chen helps sell the Red Moon Carp, he will have a sum of money, enough for him and Xiaoyan to live on for a while.
What he values most now is the old doctor's test.
As long as he passes the test, he can officially study medicine under the old doctor, so he must seize this opportunity.
Therefore, even with the help of supernatural powers, he has memorized the entire "Hundred Materia Medica".
Lu Qing still did not relax and continued to study the contents diligently.
Time passed slowly as Lu Qing read.
During this time, some villagers came over and wanted to ask some questions about fishing.
After all, the two big fish he caught yesterday were still very shocking to everyone.
Some people wanted to come and learn from the scriptures.
But when he saw Lu Qing reading in the yard, he didn't dare to disturb him and quietly left.
For dinner, Lu Qing still cooked fish and blanched some wild vegetables picked from the yard.
After dinner, it was already dark. After Lu Qing read for a while, it was completely dark.
The family couldn't afford an oil lamp, so as soon as it got dark, he put away the book.
However, after reviewing for an entire afternoon, he became more familiar with the "Classic of Materia Medica".
Except for the fact that the meanings of some words are still not clear to me, there is almost no doubt left.
After all, "Baicao Jing" is just a book introducing herbs. It is a popular science medical book and does not involve any medical theories. It is not difficult to read it through.
Not to mention that Lu Qing has supernatural powers to help.
He believed that even if Dr. Chen were to test him right now, he would be able to pass.
After putting the books away, Lu Qing prepared to coax Xiaoyan to sleep.
This strange world is not like the world of feasting and revelry in his previous life. The nightlife only begins in the early morning.
Here, 10 o'clock in the evening is considered late.
Generally, everyone goes to bed at around 8 or 9 after dark.
"Brother, Xiaoyan is not sleepy yet."
The little guy was lying on the bed, covered with a small quilt.
The moonlight shone through the window onto the bed, just enough to see the little guy's round eyes.
"Be good, Xiaoyan, and go to bed early. We still have to go to Grandpa Chen's place tomorrow." Lu Qing coaxed.
"But Xiaoyan can't sleep." The little guy was playing tricks.
"What should we do then?" Lu Qing was a little dumbfounded.
"Brother, tell me a story. Xiaoyan also wants to hear the story about the little monkey from last time!" The little girl stated her purpose.
"Okay." Lu Qing sighed, "Where did we leave off last time?"
He felt a little regretful.
Two nights ago, Xiaoyan woke up in the middle of the night and kept crying, and no matter how he tried to comfort her, she wouldn't stop.
In the end, I could only tell her stories, but I didn’t expect that the little one became addicted to listening to them right away.
"Last time we talked about this, the little monkey wanted to be the king!" Xiaoyan remembered it very clearly.
"Okay, one day, a group of monkeys were playing in the mountain stream and accidentally discovered a water curtain cave..."
Yes, what Lu Qing was telling was the story of the Monkey King.
However, he had not read the original work seriously in his previous life, so he did not remember the specific plot of the story very clearly.
You can only organize your language based on the impressions in your mind.
Fortunately, the story of the Monkey King is extremely attractive to children.
Even though he cut off the beginning and the end and omitted a lot of details, Xiaoyan still listened with great interest.
But they are just children after all, and they fall asleep quickly, and the green turtle stone has a calming effect on the nerves and soul.
Xiaoyan fell into a deep sleep before she even heard the little monkey officially declare himself king.
Lu Qing gently covered her with the quilt and was about to return to his own bed.
Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from outside.
(End of this chapter)
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